Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

Before long, the officials who had been summoned gathered at the Provincial Administration Commissioner's office.

Lobby.

Governor Zhang stood under the eaves at the entrance, his hands behind his back. In the courtyard, a dozen high-ranking officials stood on either side, silently watching him.

"Everyone!"

Governor Zhang's sharp eyes swept over the two rows of high-ranking officials on either side, and he said in a deep voice: "The imperial envoy has found that Song Changfu colluded with the Witch God Cult, embezzled military supplies, and raised bandits to enhance his own power! The people around Yunzhou are suffering from poverty and frequent uprisings!"

"I am here by imperial decree to inspect Yunzhou!"

"From this day forward, I will be responsible for all military and political affairs in Yunzhou. Anyone who has sided with the Song rebels shall immediately come to me and explain the situation. I will punish them according to the severity of their offenses."

"I will obey your command!"

After calming down the officials in the yamen, Governor Zhang and his entourage returned to the backyard.

“Song’s traitor must have accomplices within the government office.”

"Otherwise, they would never have disappeared right under our noses."

“There must have been some who helped him escape; a thorough investigation of the officials within the government is necessary.”

Governor Zhang whispered to the prefect of Yunzhou behind him.

The prefect bowed and clasped his hands, but then said something that surprised everyone present.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, the person who helped the traitor Song escape from the yamen was none other than your humble servant."

Governor Zhang turned to look at the Prefect of Yunzhou with surprise, seemingly quite taken aback by the latter's candor.

"You're quite frank... Guards, seize this scoundrel!"

however.

He didn't wave his hand; it was a simple gesture, yet it felt as if he were lifting a thousand-pound weight.

Immediately afterwards, Governor Zhang collapsed to the ground, and the Tiger Guards beside him instinctively tried to help him up, but they too fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Qianrou suddenly circulated her Qi, only to find that her Qi seemed to have completely disappeared!

"Poisoned..."

Nangong Qianrou was shocked!

When did I get poisoned?!

Why didn't anyone notice?

The night watchmen and Tiger Guards around them were shocked and quickly gathered around.

The other officials in the courtyard were filled with apprehension; the prefect of Yunzhou seemed so unfamiliar to them at this moment.

"Bastard!"

A gong-wielding man drew his sword, ready to kill the prefect.

The prefect of Yunzhou remained expressionless and raised his hand to form a seal.

One of the clerks in the courtyard suddenly mutated, his muscles swelled up, and his eyes turned red!

A beastly growl erupted from his throat as he rammed his head into the gong that was drawing its sword.

The blade sliced ​​through the shoulder, severing the official's right arm, but the official remained completely unmoved!

It crashed solidly into the arms of the gong!

The gong flew backward!

"The Cult of the Witch God!"

"You are a member of the Witch God Cult!"

Nangong Qianrou stared intently at the prefect of Yunzhou, her voice somewhat cold.

"You're the one who killed Zhou Min... the fourth-rank Dream Witch!"

Zhou Min died silently, and people speculated that he might have been killed by a fourth-rank dream witch from the Witch God Cult.

This speculation has now been confirmed.

The prefect of Yunzhou before me is a fourth-rank Dream Witch of the Witch God Sect!

The prefect of Yunzhou smiled and said, "Exactly!"

Wow!

An uproar immediately erupted around them!

The prefect of Yunzhou, with whom they worked day and night, turned out to be a member of the Witch God Cult!

The official whose arm had been severed silently picked up the severed arm and pressed it against the cut.

The deep crimson veins shimmered, and blood-red threads wrapped around the severed arm, reconnecting it.

Blood Spirit Puppet!

This is a secret technique mastered by ninth-rank wizards. It can refine living people into puppets and, at the cost of burning their life essence, catalyze the puppets into fearless and incomparably powerful assassins.

Therefore, a ninth-rank wizard is also called a "blood spirit".

of course.

A ninth-rank wizard can only increase the combat power of a puppet to a limited extent, let alone reattach a severed arm.

"What kind of poison did I get?" Nangong Qianrou asked through gritted teeth.

As she spoke, she glanced at Su Nan beside her.

He had received orders from his adoptive father to protect Su Nan.

but!

Now that she's been poisoned, she's probably going to...

Nangong Qianrou secretly regretted her carelessness, for she hadn't even realized she was being poisoned!

This guy... he's going to get himself killed here.

Nangong Qianrou felt a pang of regret.

She was just a warrior; it would be better if she died.

She had mentally prepared herself before the day she joined the night watchmen.

But this guy will die along with me.

After the Great Feng Dynasty... there were no more banished immortals!

Upon hearing this, the prefect of Yunzhou chuckled and said:

"This poison is called pine flower white worm. When the white worm's corpse is burned, it produces a colorless and odorless poison. This poison will not have any effect on the body, but it can remain dormant in the body for up to ten days."

"During these ten days, once the poisoned person smells the fragrance of a flower called pine pollen, their body will become weak and powerless, turning them into lambs to the slaughter. This is the poison formula of the Gu tribe in the southern border region."

"Nangong Qianrou, I have really gone to great lengths to deal with you. You are a high-level martial artist, and ordinary poisons are ineffective against you and are easy to detect. Only this combination of poisons, with its gentle and long-lasting effects, can make you fall for it."

A hint of smugness appeared on the Dream Witch's face.

After all, it's no easy feat to poison a fourth-rank martial artist.

It's all thanks to his meticulous planning!

Governor Zhang, breathing weakly, asked, "Is it the flower in the backyard?"

"Yes."

"That's why you specifically led us to the backyard just now."

"The governor's wisdom and talent have come a little too late." The dream witch revealed a mocking smile.

"Then, what about the poison of the white worm?" Nangong Qianrou asked through gritted teeth.

“The candles you burn every day are enough.”

"You took every precaution you could, but you didn't expect the poison to be on the candle!"

"Although the post station was heavily guarded, it was still easy to steal a batch of candles."

Governor Zhang forced a smile and asked, "Where is Song Changfu?"

"Once you're all dead, he'll naturally take over the Yunzhou officialdom," Mengwu sneered.

"Our plan was quite meticulous, but we didn't expect you to solve the case so quickly, almost catching us off guard."

"Fortunately, we had made thorough plans before the imperial envoy arrived."

"I originally wanted to use you to incite a mutiny in the garrisons under the Commander-in-Chief's jurisdiction, but I didn't expect you to use Yang Chuannan to suppress the rebellion."

"But it doesn't matter. Even if I kill you, I will still take over Baidi City. After that, the bandits who have gathered in various places will attack the prefectures and counties. From then on, Yunzhou will be separated from Dafeng."

The Dream Witch looked at the crowd still struggling to detoxify themselves and laughed loudly:

"The poison will subside after two incense sticks have burned, but unfortunately you won't live to see that day."

To take control of Baidi City, gather mountain bandits, and attack various prefectures and counties, we must conquer Yunzhou before the imperial court can react.

The Witch God Cult has been plotting for years, and today is the time to reap the rewards.

"Watchman, protect the imperial envoy and the governor!"

Nangong Qianrou mustered a bit of strength and stood in front of Su Nan.

Now that everyone is poisoned, trying to deal with the fourth-rank Dream Witch of the Witch God Cult is nothing short of a pipe dream.

But her adoptive father's order to her was to protect Su Nan.

Then she... could never have died after this 3.0 guy.

Nangong Qianrou touched the jade thumb ring on her hand.

Actually... this guy is a pretty good person.

I blame myself for being too careless, which led to his death.

If there is an afterlife, I, Nangong Qianrou, will serve you as your slave to atone for my sins.

Night watchmen are not kind people; even when they are in dire straits, they never despair.