The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

"You blind bastard, you bitch, if I catch you, I'll..."

What do you want?

A voice suddenly came from the darkness.

Ning Buqi was startled: "Who?"

But then, one... no, two people emerged from the shadows of the trees—the very same two who had caused trouble in the dojo earlier.

"not good!"

The guards' expressions changed drastically, and the first few raised their crossbows and fired.

"Stop!"

The lead guard tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Six crossbow bolts shot at Jin Xueyi from different directions.

An Qingwan, who was lying on Jin Xueyi's back, moved at the sound. Her hands moved with lightning speed, catching all six crossbow bolts. Then, she used the same trick as before to shoot the bolts back.

"Ugh-"

The screams were continuous.

The guards with crossbows were shot in the neck and immediately fell silent.

Do you even know what mounted archery is?

The lead guard's face was ashen.

He waved his hand dismissively: "Take the eldest son and leave. I'll stay here and buy you some time!"

The other guards didn't hesitate either; they carried Ning Buqi away.

Ning Buqi turned around to look at the back of the leading guard.

The figure from behind wasn't actually very tall.

He usually only saw it as a nuisance.

Not long ago, he was even thinking that once he returned to the main altar, he would eliminate all those who knew he was injured.

But now, seeing that figure again, he understood for the first time what it meant to be moved.

If you do not betray me, I will never betray you!

Ning Buqi originally intended to say that.

But the moment he opened his mouth, the lead guard suddenly darted to the left, shouting as he ran.

"This injured man is called Ning Buqi, the eldest son of the Dao Master of Taiqing Dao. We must not let him escape!"

Ning Buqi was dumbfounded.

You promised to cover the rear, but not only did you run away, you also betrayed me!

I killed your mother, give me back the gratitude I felt!

The lead guard sneered.

Now that things have come to this, only a fool would risk his life for Ning Buqi. Using Ning Buqi as bait to get out of trouble is the best strategy.

Haha, we're all far apart, we'll never meet again... uh.

The lead guard suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head, and before he knew it, a thin icicle pierced his heart and lungs, its tip protruding from his chest.

"Did I let you go?"

An Qingwan's voice, as cold and clear as ice and snow, came through.

The lead guard was unaware of what had happened, but Ning Buqi and the other guards saw it all clearly.

The ability to freeze rain into ice—what profound internal martial arts skill is required for this?

"you you……"

An Qingwan jumped off Jin Xueyi's back and walked up to Ning Buqi.

Before she could speak, Jin Xueyi had already drawn her sword like rain, killing all the guards around Ning Buqi one by one.

An Qingwan said, "I only have one question for you: Is the Taiqing Dao plotting a rebellion?"

Ning Buqi trembled: "You...you're a secret agent for the imperial court?"

An Qingwan said, "Who I am is not important. Answer my question."

Ning Buqi gritted his teeth: "If you promise to spare my life, I will answer. Not only that, I will also tell you which forces Taiqing Dao is connected with."

“Alright, I won’t kill you. I never break my word when I travel the martial world,” An Qingwan agreed.

This surprised Ning Buqi. He had only said it casually, but he never expected that An Qingwan would actually agree.

He stared at An Qingwan carefully for a long time before saying, "Taiqing Dao is not rebelling on its own, but rather helping Prince Pingnan rebel. Prince Pingnan has secretly allied with Taiqing Dao and many other martial arts sects. It is rumored that Prince Pingnan is also supported by the Yinji Sect of the Demonic Sect, but I have never met anyone from the Yinji Sect, so I do not know if it is true or not."

Oh?

Although she had expected it, An Qingwan still did not anticipate that this rebellion would involve such a wide range of people.

"Although the world is in chaos now, it has not yet truly fallen apart. Does the Prince of Pingnan dare to be the first to take the lead?"

Ning Buqi lowered his voice and said, "The emperor is dead, but the news has not yet spread."

An Qingwan suddenly realized.

This is not surprising.

However, when the emperor was alive, many martial arts figures already took the imperial court seriously due to the decline of imperial power. Now that the emperor is dead, these martial arts figures will likely become even more rampant.

"The wind is going to pick up."

An Qingwan was not afraid.

No matter how strong the wind blows, it will only kill.

If killing one person isn't enough, kill ten. If killing ten isn't enough, kill a hundred!

No matter if you are the head of a sect or the Prince of Pingnan, if you disturb Zhen'an County, you will be killed!

At this moment, Jin Xueyi suddenly spoke up: "Is the 'Eight Directions Blade of Qimen' in the hands of your Taiqing Sect?"

"The Eight Directions Blade of Qimen?" Ning Buqi was taken aback. "I don't know about it. You can only ask my father about this."

Jin Xueyi sighed helplessly.

We still haven't figured out where the "Qimen Bafang Dao" is.

"Miss An, what do we do now?"

An Qingwan said, "It's up to you."

Jin Xueyi understood and raised her sword.

Ning Buqi's eyes widened: "You promised not to kill..."

puff!

The sword pierced his chest, and Ning Buqi struggled a few times before finally dying.

An Qingwan said, "I only promised not to kill you, I didn't say I wouldn't let Xueyi kill you."

Jin Xueyi stared at Ning Buqi's corpse, her mind somewhat dazed.

The two of them actually managed to destroy the entire Taiqing Daoist temple.

An overwhelming storm surged within her.

The world may be vast, but as long as she and An Qingwan are together, there's nowhere they can't go.

Even if they were facing a massive army, the two of them could still slaughter them all!

"Let's go back to the dojo."

"okay!"

……

When Jin Xueyi carried An Qingwan back to the temple, Protector Luo, who was hanging on the door, had already been beaten to death.

Upon seeing her, the believers who remained in the temple rushed forward, making as if to kneel and worship "Goddess Taiqing".

An Qingwan wasn't interested in playing tricks, so she stopped them.

“I am not the Goddess of Taiqing. I have only come here to uphold justice because I have heard that Taiqing Dao is committing evil deeds everywhere and colluding with the Prince of Pingnan to plot a rebellion. The magic I just demonstrated is no different from the tricks performed by Taiqing Dao, only it looks more sophisticated.”

She deliberately pointed out the Taiqing Dao's intention to rebel.

"Can……"

The surrounding believers were bewildered and at a loss.

The fairies were not immortals; they never imagined things would turn out this way.

"Disperse. I don't need your repayment. If you want to repay me, spread the word about what happened tonight and let everyone see the true face of Taiqing Dao."

After saying these words, An Qingwan ignored the believers.

She's not a psychologist, yet she's expected to counsel these people who have been deceived.

To be entrusted by others is to be loyal to others.

The most urgent task is to send the couple's daughter, Ah Hong, back home.

Jin Xueyi found the person in the cellar. When she found him, he was tied up like a rice dumpling. Fortunately, the ritual had not yet been officially held, so he was not humiliated.

"Good horse!"

In the open space of the training ground, Jin Xueyi gently stroked the horse that had been pulled out of the stable, her face beaming with joy.

With this horse and the matching carriage, it became much easier for her and An Qingwan to travel.

"You can drive a horse-drawn carriage?" An Qingwan asked curiously.

Jin Xueyi said, "I've learned a little."

That's it.

An Qing nodded in the evening.

Eyes, "warhorse," and now Jin Xueyi has added the attribute of driver.

interesting.

She helped the trembling girl Ah Hong into the carriage.

"drive!"

Jin Xueyi flicked her whip, and the horse led the carriage out of the training ground.

“Miss An, after passing Nanlu County is Tanzhou. I have an uncle who lives nearby. He has been taking care of me since my parents passed away. I would like to visit him, but I don’t know…”

"Then go."

"Thank you."

Jin Xueyi laughed.

The carriage traveled smoothly for a quarter of an hour.

As they passed a three-way intersection with a shed built along the roadside, An Qingwan suddenly called out to stop.

stop?

Jin Xueyi stopped the carriage, only to find that even though it was already the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), there was still a person sitting in the shed by the roadside.

That was a young girl.

Her unusual clothing was one thing, but the real problem was that she wasn't wearing shoes, leaving her fair feet exposed.

P.S.: Thank you, Blade, for bringing everything to an end.

The Third Killer of the Seventeen Worlds

early morning.