Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Does this mean you want him to clean up the scum of the ship? When the man heard Wan Qiyuan's words, he felt relieved.

Does the benefactor not want to show up? It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to expose himself, he doesn't force others to do anything.

"Thank you again for your help, my benefactor. I am determined to live up to my expectations and go and clean up the scum of the ship."

Tang Jian waited for a while, but there was no sound. Knowing that his benefactor was gone, he did not stop, and quickly flew onto the broken ship behind with Zhao Xuzhi's head in his hands. Hanging his head on an unbroken pillar, the most conspicuous position, he wanted people to see Zhao Xuzhi's miserable state immediately.

Before, Tang Jian glanced at the densely packed boat boats and it seemed that there was a ship approaching quickly. He must have come to deal with the collision. He had to fight quickly.

Tang Jian came to the first floor of the broken ship. He knew that this was the gathering place for those scum, and there were many masters among them. He had to be careful, a white light flashed in his hand, and three bottles of powerful drugs appeared in his hand.

He asked his best friend to refine it. He heard that Qinglan was already a master alchemist, so he came to ask him to help refine it. It was said that it was very effective. He had tried it himself before he dared to implement tonight's plan.

At this moment, he held the porcelain bottle in his hand, ready to throw it in when the opportunity came. Tang Jian quietly approached the dark place outside the window. Strange, why is it so quiet?

Tang Jian leaned against the wall of the room and listened. For a long time, there was indeed no sound. Could it be that everyone ran away? its not right! Is he paying attention?

Tang Jian quietly broke the window paper and looked inside. His pupils suddenly dilated. What did he see? Good guy! There was a large group of people lying scattered inside.

Who did this? Is he a benefactor?

Listen carefully, there is no movement, so what are you waiting for? Tang Jian broke through the window and touched the person in front of him. He was still breathing, not dead? Is this the way of a benefactor? All fainted.

snort! No matter who the scum fell into, it was retribution. Tang Jian stared at the scum on the ground, his eyes full of disgust, these disgusting scum.

Scumbags, your second wave of retribution has come.

It would be better not to die. It would be too easy for them to kill these scumbags. They are a group of sanctimonious hypocrites and perverts. First, they will confiscate the tools for committing crimes, then cut off their limbs and limbs, and spend the rest of their lives paralyzed in bed.

Tang Jian held up the sword and spun around quickly. There was a burst of sword light and blood spattered. The people on the ground didn't even grunt, which shows how powerful the drug was.

Looking at the people covered in blood on the ground, he still felt that this was not enough, so Tang Jian stepped forward again and completely ruined these people's clothes. They were all naked and arranged in a row. This scene was really eye-catching.

Tang Jian was satisfied now and quickly flew up to the second floor. He didn't go in, but just knocked on the wall.

"It's safe for now. If you want to survive, run away now."

After waiting for a while, a rustling sound came from inside. Tang Jian knew that they heard what he said and immediately went up to the dilapidated third floor. He also knocked on the wall of the room to remind the people inside to run away quickly. .

He also heard hurried movements coming from inside, and someone said in surprise that they were saved, so he ducked away and got back on his boat.

He didn't see Zhao Xuzhi's subordinate. If his guess was correct, that person had already left.

Just run away, and you can kill that scumbag leader Zhao Xuzhi in one fell swoop. The mission is accomplished. The minions and so on were originally incidental, so forget it if you don't see them now.

However, if they fail to protect their master Zhao Xuzhi, the city lord will definitely not let them go, and some of his minions will suffer.

Tang Jian returned to the bottom floor of his painting boat. There was a small wooden boat next to the kitchen. This was equipped on every painting boat and could seat five or six people.

Tang Jian lifted the small wooden boat with one hand, threw it into the water, and then jumped on it. Using the cover of the tall painted boat, he used his spiritual power to drive the small wooden boat to slide away quickly.

The people lying down on the bustling boat originally saw someone fighting and did not come forward to join in the fun. Now they saw a lot of movement coming from the dilapidated boat. It seemed that the battle was over and the people inside wanted to escape. People wanted to step forward to find out.

No one noticed that under the dim moonlight, a small wooden boat quickly left the center of the accident.

Of course, these people do not include Fu Linger, Wan Qiyuan and others.

They watched the man leave. His wooden boat approached the shore, then abandoned the boat and disappeared into the night.

"Sister Ling, who is this person? You are really brave for a skilled person. He dares to act like this alone. It seems that he is a ruthless character." Qin Zhiyan looked at the disappearing figure and couldn't help but admire this person.

"Well, he is indeed a ruthless character, but he is also a bit reckless. If it weren't for the secret help of Sister Ling and the master, I think it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed." He Lanyi said.

"That's not necessarily the case. If you don't have something to rely on, that person wouldn't dare to act rashly. Besides, the master just helped me?"

"Sister Ling, what is on that boat? What makes that man want to destroy it at all costs?" Bai Yu had wanted to ask for a long time, but Sister Ling wouldn't tell him.

"...A gold-selling cave," Fu Ling'er didn't say that much. He was a simple dog, so don't play dirty with his pure heart. Qin Zhiyan and He Lanyi's expressions changed. It was obvious that they had remembered something. Young masters from aristocratic families like them had never heard of anything, but they had a deep understanding of the three words "Sale of Gold Cave".

"What is the Gold Selling Cave? Sister Ling, can you explain it more clearly?" Bai Yu looked at Fu Ling'er with stupid and clear eyes.

"..." Does this Bai Yu have a headache? Why do you want to know everything?

"Why are you asking so many questions? It's just a bad place. Let's just watch the show. Look, there seem to be two big ships coming. I don't know if they are here to watch the fun or to clean up the mess." He Lanyi quickly stopped Bai Yu from breaking the casserole. Ask the question and quickly change the subject.

"It's true, you saw someone flying onto the broken ship,"

Fu Ling'er leaned back in Wan Qiyuan's arms, and the two of them sat on the terrace bench, drifting in the boat. They had probably guessed the outcome of what happened next, so they were not eager to know the truth.

Any news about such a big matter will definitely spread, and they don't need to deliberately find out.

Sure enough, when they returned to the shore after swimming in the lake, there were already city guards on the shore investigating the collision.

As soon as the boat docked, the guards came forward to inquire. After careful questioning, they gave detailed answers before letting them go ashore.

When they returned to the city, they heard everyone discussing what happened that day. What they didn't expect was that the person in charge of the boat was actually the second son of the city lord's palace. The second son's head was also beheaded and hung on the pillar. .

The angry and heartbroken city lord originally wanted to find the murderer and avenge his son, but when he knew what his son had done, he fell silent.

Not only could he not publicize it, but he also tried every means to cover up the scandalous things his son had done.

Thinking about the city lord's heart hurts even more.