You can't imagine the happiness of the villain

The killers who were called children were stunned for a moment. Even if they knew the gap between themselves and the 19th floor, they would still be a little dissatisfied when someone said this.

The Nineteenth Floor is the name of the largest killer organization today, and its reputation is almost on par with the Demon Sect.

The reason is naturally that they never missed a beat.

But these people are only in the Qi Refining Realm, they should be just ordinary killers, they are far from being on par with the 19th Floor, they are too weak.

"Otherwise, I'm in a hurry, so let's come together."

The black shadow paused for a moment, and the leading man in black gave his companions a gesture. Since they were discovered, let's go together. After all, they have never missed a job in several surrounding counties. This is the first time.

After receiving such a big order, the person who came to contact them today said that when the matter is completed, each person will have one hundred taels.

One hundred taels per person, this is not a small sum. One time is enough for them to spend a lot of time.

It just so happened that they had already spent all the money on hand. They were all killing people anyway. Maybe the people this time were more important. Who could be big in this small county? So they took the business without thinking too much.

They thought they had made perfect preparations. One hit would kill them all, and if they didn't get away, they would just kill them by surprise, and they would never fight with the opponent. It was through this that they managed to win out from countless small killer organizations.

Because of their fame, how could they survive for so long with the Qi Refining Realm? The leader thought very clearly, but he couldn't lose his life even if he didn't make money.

"Oh, it's so pitiful that there are two levels of Qi Refining Realm. Come on, let's feel the difference between the realms." Ruan Xianbei shook his head and sighed.

She sat on the horse and just released her own momentum, and those black figures felt a strong sense of oppression in mid-air.

Hearing Ruan Xianbei's sigh, the man in black didn't pay much attention to it. However, the moment she released her intimidating momentum, the leading man in black was shocked and said, didn't the county magistrate trick them? He didn't say he was from this level!

Such pressure fell on them, which was really too heavy.

The man in black gritted his teeth, and a few traces of blood oozed from the mouth of his weaker companion.

Ruan Xianbei raised his head and looked at the moonlight leaking from the gaps in the leaves. This kind of moonlight makes people miss the nights in Cangshan Mountain, Shen Xuan.

"Psychic Palm."

Ruan Xianbei activated it in just a moment, and the fast killers could only see the afterimage, and she was humming an unknown song: "One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain and kill the tiger. The tiger can't be hit, but the little one can be hit."

squirrel."

"How many squirrels are there? Let me count them. Count them again and again, one, two, three, four, five."

Five black shadows were knocked to the ground from the air.

"Devil's... psychic palm?" the leading man in black said, covering his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey, you know the goods! Big brother said that it's not too bloody recently. Since you don't know, let's forget it this time. You have to ask clearly when accepting orders in the future... I'm not in a hurry every time -

—”

"I'll go to the county magistrate to settle the score. You should recover from your injuries for at least half a month and don't use your internal strength, otherwise you will be useless."

"I really didn't use my strength, you are too weak." Ruan Xianbei said this from far away until no one could see him anymore, and several people were so angry that they vomited blood again.

Liu Mansion.

Ruan Xianbei easily found Magistrate Liu's residence according to the mark left by Yun Zhi.

Magistrate Liu was pacing back and forth in the study, and the anxiety in his heart could not be expressed in words. The door of the study was suddenly blown open by the wind, and the cool night breeze blew in. Magistrate Liu felt very depressed and stepped forward to go

He closed the door, took two steps, and then cautiously retreated to the desk, picking up a sword to defend himself.

He walked carefully and slowly to the door, stretched out his head and took a look. The guard patrolling outside happened to be at his door. When he saw him coming out, he asked with concern. He waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, which was a false alarm, and asked him to watch the yard.

Closed the door.

Unexpectedly, when Magistrate Liu turned around, he saw the woman he had sent to sneak attack, sitting on the chair behind the desk, looking at him with a harmless smile.

Countless thoughts flashed through Magistrate Liu's mind. Since she came here unharmed, wouldn't it be that the people he sent out were still alive or dead?

"you!"

"Shh."

The next second, Magistrate Liu felt something cold being pressed against his neck.

Looking down, he saw that his hand was empty, and what was pressed against his neck was his own sword.

It's really funny.

"Shouldn't you be happy that I brought it to your door myself, Magistrate Liu?" Ruan Xianbei said softly.

"I didn't know you were doing these things. Do your wife and children know about it? That little boy is white and fat. He's so cute."

Magistrate Liu said angrily: "No harm will come to my wife and children! They have no idea at all. Why are they attacking me alone?"

"Oh? But since I was in elementary school, I have shared blessings and hardships. Look, Magistrate Liu." Ruan Xianbei pointed to another corner of the study.

Magistrate Liu's fat little son was tied up with ropes and leaned against the wall. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

When did this happen! He just turned around!?

Magistrate Liu looked again and saw that what Ruan Xianbei was holding just now was the jade pendant that his wife had been wearing all year round.

County Magistrate Liu closed his eyes, knowing that he was in trouble this time, and said: "Kill or cut into pieces as you please, let my wife and children go."

"This is difficult to handle. Did you know that someone interceded for you today? What's wrong with me? You want to kill me?" Ruan Xianbei sighed, "I'm so... so angry."

"The demon sect has done many evil things and should be arrested."

"funny."

Ruan Xianbei broke his leg with a palm.

Magistrate Liu, a scholar, could not bear such pain. He opened his mouth to shout, but his voice was blocked by the cloth that Ruan Xianbei had been waiting for for a long time.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" He was hurt and angry, and his eyes wanted to pop out.

"Your nephew is much smarter than you, and he is interceding on your behalf. How about letting him be the county magistrate? We are all one family after all."

"Uh-huh!"

"Oh my God, you're not talking about the witch, are you?"

Ruan Xianbei applied more force to his hand, and this time he broke the other leg.

"Where's the third leg? Why don't you take care of it too?"

Ruan Xianbei lowered his gaze, scanning Magistrate Liu's area, and then clicked his tongue and looked away.

"Teapot spout, forget it."

"Uh huh!!!" Magistrate Liu felt severe physical and mental pain, teapot spout, teapot spout! He unexpectedly used his imagination inappropriately and came up with a concrete image! It was obvious that his leg was broken and it hurt! But he was

It hurts even more to be insulted!

"Mr. Lin also begged for mercy on your behalf. I really envy you."

Ruan Xianbei removed Magistrate Liu's legs in a short period of time, put them on and off, and went back and forth over and over again.

After all, she was in a hurry to go back for a late-night snack. Ruan Xianbei thought boredly. If he didn't want to see blood, he would have to cut off the person's limbs. How nice that she was responsible for taking him back.

Nightmares often start with wrong choices.

Ruan Xianbei retracted his hand and squatted in front of him, touching his broken leg, and said to him seriously: "Do you want to give you a chance?"

He doesn't understand.

So when Ruan Xianbei put the sword back into his hand and motioned for him to take action, he hesitated. The sword seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in his hand.

Thinking about it, he is just a scholar who has no power to control a chicken. He can be regarded as a conscientious and diligent person who finally became a county magistrate. He has not even killed a chicken in so many years. How can he kill people? He just wants to take her.

Is it normal to think like this in exchange for a bright future...?

Magistrate Liu swung his sword at her in accordance with his thoughts, but it seemed as if he had touched an invisible wall. His hand stopped in mid-air and could not go any further. Is this the realm of martial arts?

Why? His awards, his official career, his promotion, and all the beautiful futures he fantasized about seemed to be blocked by this invisible and transparent wall.

He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand the difference between ordinary people and these people.

Just like he doesn't understand what is Qi refining, what is Earth Mystery, Tianxuan and what is Shenxuan, he doesn't even understand what the huge difference is between them. He once didn't bother to understand, but now he has no time to understand.

He read his books, walked his way, and did his job as an official, and even sneered at these people who studied martial arts. They were powerful and crude, but they only had force. They were driven by others, and they were arrogant. He often thought so.

of.

Martial arts masters are rarely involved in the world. They are no different from ordinary people at ordinary times. You can't tell it when they are mixed in the crowd. Most of them are obsessed with martial arts and practice concentrating on living in their own world. They pursue justice and compassion.

He rarely conflicts with ordinary people. When young people go down the mountain to practice, the older generation will also tell them to put away their own light and try not to attract too much attention to others. But this is a world, and as long as there are people, there will be legends.

When the legendary person appears in front of him, his inner greed outweighs everything else. Just like a person can only earn money within his own cognitive scope, he is still narrow-minded to things beyond his cognitive scope.

...

He let go of his hand, and the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, his face full of dejection.

"Remember, it was Mr. Lin and your nephew who begged for mercy and I let you go."

Magistrate Liu nodded, opened his mouth and asked with difficulty: "My wife and children..."

"I just fell asleep." Ruan Xianbei laughed, "I'm still drooling."

Magistrate Liu hurriedly turned his head to look at his youngest son. It was really like that. He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

"I have reattached Magistrate Liu's leg, but I'd better go see a doctor quickly and don't do such stupid things again in the future."

Magistrate Liu was stunned and said yes.

"It's better that Mr. Lin said that you are a good county magistrate, otherwise...you will have to pay an unforgettable price for trying to trick me."

"Everyone in the world calls my religion a demonic religion. If my religion is a demonic religion, do people in the world not have demons in their hearts? Everyone in the world is a follower of my religion."

Ruan Xianbei finished speaking lightly, stood up, patted the corner of his clothes, and left quickly. If he took too long, he would not be able to catch up with them.

Another gust of wind pushed the door open, and only Magistrate Liu and his sleeping fat son were left in the room.

It was as if what had just happened had never happened. The patrolling guards arrived at his door again. Seeing Magistrate Liu lying on the ground, they quickly came in to check.

This night, which was not too deep yet, was full of chaos and chaos.