It's better to be an empress than a county magistrate

Lu Xingchen saw the scene in front of him, turned around and asked, "Ling Xiao, are you okay?"

Although Ling Xiao had killed a corpse last time, he had never killed a living person after all.

He had never had such hot and fresh blood on his body.

Ling Xiao felt dizzy for a moment, but luckily he heard Lu Xingchen's voice.

He raised his arm and wiped the hot blood off his face with his sleeve, "Master, I'm fine."

Just at this moment, a bandit pounced over.

Lu Xingchen turned the blade horizontally and hit the bandit hard on the head.

The bandit was dazed and fell to the ground.

"Ling Xiao, chop off his head. There's always a first time." Lu Xingchen said to Ling Xiao in a cold voice.

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, raised the knife, and slashed at the man's neck fiercely.

Perhaps he was too nervous, and the movements he practiced were completely distorted. He didn't hit his neck at all, but instead completely split his chest.

Blood spurted out from the man's chest, his body was shaking violently, his eyes were wide open, staring straight at Ling Xiao.

After seeing the blood, he became more ruthless and Ling Xiao raised his knife again and chopped at the man's neck.

This time the man's head was finally cut off.

Lu Xingchen rode his horse forward.

She shot arrows left and right, and killed several bandits in a blink of an eye.

Ling Xiao killed a man and calmed down for a moment. He caught up with Lu Xingchen and started attacking left and right.

There is only the first time and countless times of killing.

After the first time, everything will go much more smoothly afterwards.

Seeing that Ling Xiao had stabilized, Lu Xingchen turned his attention completely back to his weapon.

For Lu Xingchen, killing these bandits was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

What's more, he didn't have the burden of protecting Lu Feng and Lu Yun, and could do it entirely for his own pleasure.

Lu Feng was already shocked by Lu Xingchen's murderous aura.

He had carried out missions with Lu Xingchen before, and had encountered bandits and robbers. But Lu Xingchen was not like that. He was gentle and polite, had a bit of scholarly loyalty, and seldom drew his knife. Anyway, he had never seen Lu Xingchen kill anyone.

This was the first time that Lu Yun encountered such a scene. He was so frightened that his legs were shaking, and he couldn't hold the knife tightly in his hand. He even almost fell off his horse.

"Lu Yun, there is always a first time, follow me and move forward." Lu Feng shouted to Lu Yun.

Lu Yun's soul was pulled back by Lu Feng's roar, and he rode his horse and rushed forward following Lu Feng.

Lu Feng rushed to the bandits and chopped down one of them.

At this moment, a bandit rushed in front of Lu Yun's horse.

Lu Yun yelled in panic and swung the weapon in his hand with his eyes closed.

The weapon happened to be stuck on the bandit's neck.

That feeling was so weird.

Lu Yun freed his hands, and the weapon remained stuck on the bandit's neck.

The bandit staggered.

Lu Feng threw the other weapon in his hand to Lu Yun.

"Cut it again."

Lu Yun held the knife that Lu Feng gave him, his hands trembling violently and his eyes widened with fear.

"Cut it, or you will never be able to lift the knife again. Chop it down." Lu Feng shouted sternly.

Lu Yun held the knife in his hand, his hands still shaking, but he still listened to Lu Feng's words.

He closed his eyes again and chopped at the bandit's neck.

Finally, with this chop, the bandit's head fell off his neck and his body fell into the mud, his blood staining the land red.

Lu Feng showed a gratified expression, "Let's go, keep moving forward..."

So Lu Feng and Lu Yun continued to rush forward.

Although Lu Yun felt that his mind was blank at this moment, and he was following Lu Feng forward like a puppet, he felt that the blade in his hand seemed to have some kind of mission.

Before, he felt that the knife in his hand was cold, but now he felt it was burning hot.

"Uncle..." Lu Xingchen rushed to the front of Jia Wanhe, the magistrate of Song County, and shouted.

Jia Wanhe was holding a knife in his hand, his hair was messy, his body was covered in blood, and he had lost six of his seven souls. When he heard the shouting, he looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was Lu Xingchen. He recognized him.

"Nephew Lu..."

"Uncle, are you okay?" Lu Xingchen walked past and asked.

"Still alive..." Jia Wanhe smiled bitterly.

At this moment, a strong man holding a big knife in his hand and riding a maroon horse rushed towards Lu Xingchen.

"What a little bastard, how dare you ruin my good deeds."

The strong man who rushed over was full of energy and his shouts were deafening.

"Nephew, be careful. He is the creditor of Feihu Village, Cao Feihu..." Jia Wanhe warned loudly.

"Young Master, be careful, I'm here." Ling Xiao shouted from behind.

"Get out of the way, don't stop me from killing him." Lu Xingchen rode his horse and rushed forward.

The two horses rushed forward face to face. Just as the two horses were about to collide, Lu Xingchen suddenly raised her arm. A crossbow arrow flew out from her arm.

"You treacherous bastard, you are plotting against me." Cao Feihu shouted, dodging Lu Xingchen's crossbow. "I don't care about your little tricks..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Xingchen's knife had already slashed across his waist.

In her previous life, she learned the art of killing. The moment her body left the horse, she was already much faster than the horse.

Cao Feihu was cut in half on his horse.

"Ling Xiao, chop off his head. Tell everyone that their leader is dead." Lu Xingchen grabbed Cao Feihu's saddle and rode on his horse.

Ling Xiao raised the blade, chopped off Cao Feihu's head, then held it up and shouted loudly.

"Listen up, bandits of Flying Tiger Village. Your leader is dead. Kneel down and surrender, or I will kill you without mercy."

Ling Xiao used his weapon to move Cao Feihu's head and made a circle on the battlefield.

A moment later, the bandits of Feihu Village put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and raised their hands above their heads.

Lu Xingchen ordered Lu Feng and Ling Xiao to deal with the captives, while she went to see Jia Wanhe, the county magistrate of Song County.

Jia Wanhe was obviously shocked by Lu Xingchen's aura.

The sword she used to cut Cao Feihu in half was something that even the most powerful person in Songshan County could not do.

"How is uncle? Are you hurt?" Lu Xingchen came over and asked.

Jia Wanhe sat on the ground, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"If it weren't for my nephew today, my life would be over."

"Uncle, just remember that I saved your life." Lu Xingchen emphasized.

Such a great favor cannot be dealt with with just a few words.

Jia Wanhe naturally understood what Lu Xingchen meant.

"I will definitely come to your house someday with a valuable gift to express my gratitude."

Lu Xingchen nodded. "My father separated from my uncle last time. On his way back, he encountered bandits and was seriously injured. It is inconvenient for him to go out. If my uncle has time, please go and chat with him."

"Okay, that's exactly what I meant." Jia Wanhe smiled and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Why is my nephew here?"

"Bandits have been appearing frequently these past two days, and it happens to be the spring ploughing season. I was worried that the people would be attacked by bandits, so I brought people out for patrol. A spy said that a fierce fight was going on here, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect that it was my uncle who was being attacked by bandits." Lu Xingchen explained.