What a lucky world!

Chapter 50: Cold Dragon kills Chun, Zhang Mu stabs Qiu!

The rain is sparse and the wind is strong.

There were not many people on the street, and they were all heading back in groups of three or four. Even the gambling houses and taverns were worried that the rain and strong wind would disturb the customers' interest, so they locked their doors and windows.

Zhang Mu was wearing a bamboo hat and a scarf, walking alone in the shadows. Drops of rain fell on his shoulders, and he felt that his perception of the environment had become even sharper.

In a space that ordinary people cannot see, the koi above Zhang Mu's head, which symbolizes the Zhenwu fate, is swimming happily.

The murderous aura gradually condensed in the rain.

Tomorrow, Qiu Yingdong will come to him again. Even if he can find an excuse, what about the day after tomorrow?
As long as the other party is determined to kill him, he will always be in danger.

So, with Xuan Ji as his trump card, Zhang Mu decided to give it a try.

In the afternoon, he had already broken through to the second level in the temple.

Tonight, kill!
The second rank kills the third rank!

……

"What a fucking bad luck..."

On a rainy night, Qiu Yingdong also walked towards home holding an umbrella.

Today was the day when the county yamen runners were collecting tributes from the shops on the street, but they happened to run into the murder of the head of the household department. It was not until the afternoon that Captain Li sent them out to collect the money.

As a result, I have been collecting it for a long time now, and it is raining.

Touching the banknotes in his sleeve, Qiu Yingdong sighed.

He didn't dare to embezzle this money.

He could vaguely sense that Captain Li should know that he was a demon servant.

But can he be blamed for this?
A whole team of people died. What else could he do if he didn't agree to the tiger demon's request?
Being alive is better than anything else.

For this reason, he did not dare to marry or have children, for fear of exposing his flaws.

But I have been working for the tiger demon for the past few years, so how can it be really perfect?
Fortunately, all the three shifts of yamen runners were fed with the precious medicine and blood food given by the tiger demon. They developed a tacit understanding and even helped him cover up deliberately at certain times.

But is this enough?

Qiu Yingdong could feel that his colleagues were close to him but not friendly; even Captain Li seemed to value him but was actually wary of him.

Fortunately, the tiger demon promised him that as long as he helped him kill Zhang Mu, he would not use him as a chess piece again unless it was absolutely necessary.

Before, he had no choice.

But now, he wants to be a good person.

Therefore, this Zhang Mu must die.

……

Zhang Mu climbed over the courtyard wall and landed in the small courtyard of Qiu Yingdong's house.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier, and the crackling sound of the raindrops hitting the hat was like a war drum. The raindrops formed a water line and flowed down the hat.

Zhang Mu's eyes were as bright as lightning and were not affected by the rain.

He walked quickly to the front of the house, closed his eyes and sensed it carefully.

"no one?"

Zhang Mu frowned slightly. He didn't feel anyone in the room.

"Maybe he hasn't come back yet..."

Zhang Mu felt somewhat disappointed. After all, he had prepared a lot for this rainy night sneak attack, but he didn't expect it to be like a punch on cotton, missing everything.

"wait?"

Zhang Mu thought about it carefully and looked around.

Qiu Yingdong is at the third level of Tongmai realm, with sharp ears and eyes. If he is ambushed, it is better to stay away from him.

Find a place to hide outside and wait for Qiu Yingdong to return.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Mu pushed hard again, stepped onto the courtyard wall, and landed again in the alley outside the house.

"Who?"

Just as Zhang Mu landed on the ground, he heard a low shout in his ears.

Zhang Mu turned his head and saw Qiu Yingdong standing not far away holding an umbrella, their eyes meeting his.

Click!

A flash of lightning roared like a dragon, cutting through the night sky and illuminating the world for a moment.

"Zhang Mu!"

Although Zhang Mu was wearing a conical hat and a face scarf, Qiu Yingdong recognized him at a glance.

At this moment, the two looked at each other, without saying a word.

The lightning flashed in an instant, followed by a roar of thunder. Amidst the thunder, Qiu Yingdong released his oil-paper umbrella and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist. As if kicking water and stepping on clouds, he rushed straight towards Zhang Mu. The long sword at his waist suddenly flashed with a cold light, not even a fraction of the previous lightning flash. He leaped high and slashed directly at Zhang Mu.

At the same time when Qiu Yingdong made a move, Zhang Mu performed the Star-Breaking Steps, his body moved instantly, and at the same time he drew out the sword in his hand to block Qiu Yingdong's long sword head-on.

With a crisp "clang" sound, flames burst out in the rain. Zhang Mu felt the tremendous power coming from the sword and was knocked back several steps.

Qiu Yingdong seized the initiative in one move and did not let Zhang Mu have a rest. The long sword in his hand seemed to cut through the rain curtain. Without taking a breath, he slashed at Zhang Mu thirteen times.

The sound of weapons colliding was drowned out by thunder, but the firelight was like a fleeting firework in the darkness.

Zhang Mu used the Renyuan sword technique to its fullest extent, but he was still retreating frequently, with several wounds on his body. If it were not for the miraculous effects of the Broken Star Step and the Zhenwu Fate, Zhang Mu would have been seriously injured.

"what!"

Zhang Mu held his sword upright at his neck, blocking Qiu Yingdong's beheading blow. He was knocked flying, but he took the opportunity to gain some distance.

Zhang Mu seemed to know that he was no match for his opponent, so he stood up and ran away.

How could Qiu Yingdong miss such an opportunity? The martial art he practiced, "Wind-Breaking Slash", was a way of becoming more powerful as the battle went on. After slashing so many times in a row, his momentum had reached its peak.

Looking at Zhang Mu who was trying to escape, a cruel smile appeared on Qiu Yingdong's lips.

"It's over!" Qiu Yingdong moved like a ghost and quickly caught up with Zhang Mu. The tip of the long sword in his hand seemed to draw a circle. The only missing corner of this circle was Zhang Mu's back.

At this moment, everything is fulfilled.

The blade was wrapped in wind and rain, as powerful as thunder, and slashed towards Zhang Mu.

At this moment, Zhang Mu let go of the sword in his hand and reached out in front of his body with his bare hands. A figure flashed in the darkness.

Xuan Ji opened her mouth, and suddenly a long spear flew out of her mouth and was caught by Zhang Mu.

gun!
The moment he gripped the gun handle, Zhang Mu's aura suddenly changed. In Zhang Mu's mind, the charm of the old man from the Ice Valley who stabbed with the gun reappeared.

Zhenwu Fate was giving a crazy warning at this moment. Qiu Yingdong's knife was less than a foot away from Zhang Mu, and Zhang Mu's heart was beating violently instinctively.

It's like the sound of war drums!

Zhang Mu suddenly stopped, turned around resolutely, and thrust out the spear in his hand.

At this moment, the internal energy in Zhang Mu's body rushed towards the spear frantically, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a few degrees.

The tip of the gun pierced through the continuous raindrops, and the raindrops turned into ice and flew away the moment they touched the tip of the gun.

At this moment, the falling rain around Zhang Mu seemed to freeze for a moment, the world became quiet, and only the spear pierced through time and continued to move forward.

The space was shaken by the spear, making a low roar like a dragon's roar.

A cold light suddenly appeared on the tip of the gun, catching Qiu Yingdong's sight.

Spring brings forth all things, but one shot destroys them all!
Cold dragon, kills spring!
What is killed is that ray of life!

At this moment, Qiu Yingdong seemed to see a giant ice dragon pouncing towards him.

"Impossible!" This was a thought that came to Qiu Yingdong's mind instinctively.

But this was his last consciousness.

The spear pierced through his heart like a paper window, and then stabbed out from behind him. The long knife in his hand was still above Zhang Mu's head, but could no longer fall.

Zhang Mu looked at Qiu Yingdong, who was so close to him with a look of shock on his face. He raised his spear and swung it hard. Qiu Yingdong was immediately thrown out by Zhang Mu like a pool of rotten meat and fell to the ground.

At this time, Zhang Mu had used up all his internal energy and strength. His legs went soft and he managed to hold on to his spear tightly to avoid falling.

At this time, Xuan Ji walked to Qiu Yingdong, sniffed him, then reached out and grabbed him, opened her mouth as if to swallow something, then picked up Zhang Mu's sword that fell on the ground, swallowed it into her mouth, and walked to Zhang Mu.

"Dead as hell~"

"Go back, meow?"

Zhang Mu nodded, and Xuan Ji jumped directly onto Zhang Mu's shoulder. Then she turned into a black smoke and wrapped Zhang Mu up. Then Zhang Mu and Xuan Ji disappeared together with the black smoke.

The rain keeps falling.

Not long after Zhang Mu and Xuan Ji disappeared, a figure appeared in the alley. There was an invisible airflow surrounding him, so the rain could not fall on him.

The figure squatted down, reached out and touched Qiu Yingdong's wound, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"It's really the Nine Transformations of the Cold Dragon!"

Then he looked in the direction where Zhang Mu disappeared and muttered to himself -

"True Martial Fate!"

"The Imperial Court's Nine Transformations of the Cold Dragon!"

"The Buddha's guardian beast of virtue!"

"Old Han, Old Han, is this the accountant you mentioned?"

He stood up, his body slightly shaking, and suddenly a powerful aura burst out from his body, transforming into a hurricane, blowing away the raindrops and also blowing away the last bit of Zhang Mu's remaining "Cold Dragon Killing Spring" martial arts spirit...

(End of this chapter)