Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

Seize this rare opportunity.

Qin Ning lowered his body, quickly broke away from the army's encirclement, and headed straight for Gu Kexing, who was leisurely sitting on the rattan chair.

"Protect the young master! Seize that healer!"

"He ran that way!"

"Ouch, what is that? I think my Achilles tendon is torn."

"It's that black cat..."

The room was filled with noise amidst the white steam. Qin Ning remained silent, moving forward in silence by relying on his memory and cover, only occasionally thrusting out his long sword.

With each withdrawal, the blood on the longsword became a little more vibrant.

Three zhang, two zhang, one zhang.

As he approached, Qin Ning suddenly stopped.

Through the thinning white steam, he saw Gu Kexing sit up and look at him with great interest through his disgustingly narrow eyes.

Feeling emboldened... there might be an ambush... but I have nowhere to retreat.

With lightning lurking in his palm, Qin Ning's body tensed, and he shot out like an arrow.

If they can't capture this man, all three of them will surely die today!

"Pfft!"

In mid-air, Qin Ning looked down at his shoulders in disbelief. There were two slender black chains that passed through his shoulders and easily broke through the protection that Feng Hanying had placed on him.

Crimson blood quickly spread across his plain white robes.

"Didn't anyone tell you that I am a once-in-a-century cultivation genius of the Legalist school, a sixth-rank executioner?" Gu Kexing stared at the astonished look in Qin Ning's eyes, his expression gradually becoming frantic and distorted.

"Hahahaha, yes! That's the expression! I love it so much!"

No wonder he was so fearless... No wonder he didn't even have a single guard by his side... No wonder a dignified fifth-rank official like the garrison commander of a fortress could allow his offspring to run wild like this.

Qin Ning suddenly understood many things. He looked at the metallic luster on the slender black iron chain, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

However, for some strange reason, these two chains firmly locked his Qi circulation path, making it impossible for him to use any Taoist techniques.

After Gu Kexing finished laughing wildly, a look of great interest appeared on his face.

"Your qi circulation method is very special. You're not a traditional healer, but rather you've absorbed the witchcraft techniques from the grasslands... Never mind, we'll have plenty of time to study it later."

As he spoke, he manipulated the black chains, turning Qin Ning's gaze toward the battlefield.

"Come on, take a good look at how your companion was hacked to death."

Surrounded by the army, Feng Hanying, already weak, was exhausted and, even with the help of the fox spirit, began to show signs of injury.

Bai Gu, who was personally besieged by Qianhu and his men, had several cracks appear on the blue-gold layer on his body, and it seemed that it would collapse at any moment.

"How are you...?" Gu Kexing raised his pinky finger, his expression twisted, before he could finish his sentence.

"You look disgusting."

Unable to launch a physical attack, Qin Ning resorted to a mental attack.

In an instant, a black chain pierced through his calf. Qin Ning felt a sharp pain that made his vision go black, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Very well, lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife.

My casual insult hit this pervert where it hurt.

"Ha, hasn't anyone told you that you look like a peach that's been rotten for three days, eaten by a dog and then vomited up, before being run over by a carriage..."

With a whoosh, Qin Ning's other calf was pierced, and he almost fainted.

The slender black chains twisted slowly within the wound, the intense pain leaving him in a complex state of alternating fainting and waking from the pain.

"You're so good-looking, too bad, I'll rip out your tongue first!"

Gu Kexing manipulated the chains, suddenly pulling Qin Ning to his side, his body bouncing off the rattan chair.

Suddenly, a thumping sound came from the ground.

"My godfather told you to let him go."

In the gradually fading steam, a man dressed in blue, of ordinary build and appearance, wore a slightly foolish smile.

Gu Kexing stopped what he was doing and frowned as he looked at the newcomer.

He vaguely remembered that this person seemed to be the attendant of the fifth-rank official who came from the capital with his second uncle's secret orders.

"Get out of here, or I'll kill you too."

Out of respect for his second uncle, Gu Kexing waved his bright red robe dismissively and thrust two fingers out at Qin Ning with lightning speed.

"Um?"

As his fingertips approached Qin Ning, Gu Kexing's wrist was firmly gripped, making it impossible for him to advance even an inch further.

The man who was laughing foolishly appeared beside him in the blink of an eye.

"court death!"

A black chain suddenly emerged from his sleeve, heading straight for the laughing man's chest.

when!

The chains pierced through the clothes with a metallic clang, but the laughing man seemed oblivious: "My godfather said you should let him go."

For the first time, fear flashed across Gu Kexing's face.

The phantom of the torture device appeared behind him, its expression contorted in pain, and a faint glow emanated from the slender black iron chains.

The Legalist sixth-rank official in charge of punishment—punishing oneself and others, with no distinction between ranks in punishment.

Behind the man who was laughing maniacally, a phantom image of a branding stick also appeared, with chains gleaming with an eerie light rising from his knees and wrapping around the phantom image.

"You don't listen to your godfather."

The man, oblivious to the changes around him, reached out and easily crushed several thin chains piercing Qin Ning's limbs, while Gu Kexing stared blankly at him.

Then, with a turn of his body, he completely shattered the illusory image of the torture device.

puff!

Gu Kexing spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

The man who was laughing foolishly turned and left.

On his shoulder, Qin Ning endured the pain, trying his best to stay awake, his mind racing.

This person is so powerful... Although he saved me, Miss Li Nu Feng and Bai Gu are still in the army formation. No, I need to think of a way... It hurts so much... I can't faint. I've got it!

After the man who was laughing foolishly took a dozen steps, Qin Ning spoke weakly.

"Wait, your godfather told him to let me go, but he hasn't completely complied yet."

The man who was laughing foolishly stopped in his tracks. Qin Ning continued, "Although he has let go of me physically, he hasn't let go mentally. Who knows, he might kidnap me again someday."

The man who had been laughing maniacally turned his head: "Then what should we do?"

Qin Ning looked at Gu Kexing on the ground, a slight smile playing on her bleeding lips.

"Simple, just crush his heart, and he won't think about me anymore."

That makes sense.

The man who was laughing maniacally turned around and walked towards Gu Kexing, who was slumped on the ground.

...Very good, the bug was successfully exploited. A strange light flashed in Qin Ning's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by pain—the four bloody holes in his body were really too painful, and his bones felt like they were broken.

The water vapor was so faint that it no longer obstructed the view.

Huang Qianhu, who was leading the attack on Bai Gu, noticed his young master's unusual behavior and changed his formation to lead his men back to reinforce him.

At the same time, he took a larger iron pipe from his waist and twisted it forcefully.

Bang bang bang!

Three thunderclaps rang out in succession, indicating that the most urgent situation had occurred in Blood Rain Fortress.

This mysterious man deserves this treatment for easily defeating Gu Kexing, a sixth-rank Legalist.

He watched as a swarm of soldiers rushed towards him, blocking Gu Kexing behind them.

The man who had been laughing maniacally stopped and said calmly, "Get out of my way, I'll crush his heart and leave."

Commander Huang's face was grim. He manipulated the military formation, drawing all the bloodthirsty power generated by the soldiers into his own body.

The thick blood armor he wore offered him no sense of security.

"The garrison commander is on his way. You still have time to leave the city!"

His tone was fierce, but what he said...

The man who was laughing maniacally ignored him and repeated, "Get out of my way, I'll crush his heart and leave."

Seeing that the other party did not move, he continued walking forward with a thumping sound.