Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

Since the black robe cannot be pierced through, the only option is to start from the face which is not covered tightly.

Thanks to his talisman, He Sheng had the opportunity to get close. The Phoenix Sword became one with her mind and she seized the opportunity to stab it in.

But it didn't move.

He Sheng gritted his teeth and thought, if his fighting power is not good enough, he should max out his defense!

The man in black robe found that He Sheng couldn't do anything to him, so he slowed down his movements of taking out the talisman. He said with a smile, "You have a good idea, but unfortunately you don't have the ability. Young man, being too curious will only make you die early."

Fu suddenly attacked, flying towards He Sheng's face. He Sheng squatted down to dodge, and the sword was used to add the finishing touch on his calf.

She smiled and replied, "Yes, that's why I never make unprepared bills!"

"break!"

The rune was completed, and the inconspicuous ink on the black robe emitted a golden light at this moment, binding him tightly in circles. The rune became tighter and tighter, and the man in black robe's breathing became difficult.

"symbol……"

Playing with eagles all day long, he finally got his eyes pecked by an eagle.

"You... do you think this is my real body?" His voice was crazy, "I will remember you!"

The runes tightened, grinding him into pieces of flesh, and splattered blood fell on He Sheng's face.

She didn't care and said casually, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'll kill you now. I can kill your body later when my cultivation level improves."

It’s just a pity that the black robe was also torn into strips along with his body, otherwise He Sheng could have taken it away to play with.

Now she could observe the basement with peace of mind. There were runes everywhere that made people physically uncomfortable. After a rough identification, she found that they were all life-threatening runes. Most of them were stained with blood, some were dark red, and some were just a little red.

He Sheng reasonably suspected that the colors of these symbols represented the number of lives it had taken.

She destroyed these things one by one, a guy as disgusting as Yun Ji.

Wait... Yun Ji?

He Sheng carefully observed the remaining talismans and unexpectedly discovered that some of them overlapped with the patterns she had seen from Yun Ji.

An organization? Yun Ji took people's luck in order to reach a higher level of cultivation, and he took people's lifespan... in order to achieve immortality?

If someone else's life span is taken from him, it will be halved. He has stolen so many lives, so living for a few hundred years should not be a problem. Why does he still say it is not enough? !

He Sheng threw away the talisman in his hand and burned it. Forget it. He couldn't figure it out and didn't think about it anymore. After all, this person should have some relationship with Yun Ji. It turned out that this was an organization, committing crimes all over the country. It was too much.

The moment the talisman was burned, the basement collapsed with a loud bang.

Qingfeng stood on tiptoe at the door of the prefect's residence and looked around. The high wall blocked his view. He knew he couldn't see anything, but he still couldn't help but want to take a look.

The loud noise was so scary that Qingfeng was worried that He Sheng might be injured inside.

At the same time, Cui Wuji was also concerned about He Sheng's movements.

"Isn't she out yet?"

Although Cui Wuzhi didn't say his name, An understood what he meant in a second and quickly climbed onto the roof to find out what was going on inside the wall.

"My Lord, the young lady is on her way back."

"Yeah." Cui Wuzhi then turned a page of the book in his hand, but he still couldn't read a single word.

……

Standing on the high wall, one could clearly see the ruins of half the town. He Sheng began to regret that the method he had chosen was too radical. All the houses were destroyed, and it was unknown how long it would take to rebuild them.

She jumped off the wall and walked back, thinking of giving the prefect more silver so that he could compensate the families who lost their houses.

As soon as I walked to the street, I saw Qingfeng standing at the end of the street, smiling with relief, "You're back."

He Sheng walked quickly to his side and said, "Well, I'm back and I've dealt with it."

His eyes widened slightly, "So fast?!"

He Sheng nodded proudly, "Yes, I am that efficient."

"You've worked hard, go back and have a rest."

When Cui Wuzhi was pushed to the door by Qingzhao, he saw He Sheng and Qingfeng talking and laughing.

He frowned, "Is this what Qingfeng learned in Nanfeng Pavilion? It's full of foxy charm."

Qing Zhao stood behind him, not knowing how to answer. If he wasn't learning how to please women, what was he learning at Nanfeng Pavilion? Military tactics?

After asking, Cui Wuji realized that he had said something wrong and changed the subject, "I didn't realize that he loves to laugh before. If he had known this earlier, what kind of information could he not get? What a useless thing."

Qing Zhao stood there in a daze, adhering to the principle that silence is golden. He couldn't speak, because whatever he said would be wrong, so it was best to say nothing.

He Sheng stepped over the threshold and finally saw Cui Wuji.

"Are you going out?"

Cui Wuji agreed and said, "I want to go out and see the people who are not infected and see the situation over there."

Qing Zhao looked up at the sky. What? The Lord just said that he was going to come out to pick up Miss He? Nonsense, Qing Zhao didn't hear anything.

He Sheng was about to go back with Qing Feng but stopped and asked, "Only taking Qing Zhao with you?"

"Ah."

"Where are your secret guards?"

"Let them go and explore the surrounding situation."

An Yi and An San hiding in the tree: ...

An Yi: How about we leave?

An San: ...but the master didn't give the order.

An Yi: If we don't leave, our master will just find us an eyesore.

Sure enough, while He Sheng was not paying attention, An Yi received the "autonomous movement" signal from Cui Wuji.

He and An San looked at each other.

An Yi: See, I told you that the Lord thinks we are an eyesore.

An San: I still need to learn the ability to read people's expressions. Thank you for your advice.

Cui Wuji waited quietly for He Sheng's next words. He was not lying when he sent them away now, as they were indeed not by his side anymore.

"Uh...how about I go with you to take a look? It's too dangerous for you and Qing Zhao to be alone!"

The former secret guard leader Qing Zhao nodded in agreement, yes, yes, the two of them are powerless, Miss He, please go with them.

Qing Feng pursed his lips, "Don't you need to take a rest first? You've been traveling a long way, and you've dealt with so many things..."

"It's okay. His Royal Highness the Regent will definitely not stay there for too long. He is just doing a preliminary investigation. I can rest after he comes back."

"Okay...thank you for your hard work."

Cui Wuji raised his eyes to look at Qingfeng, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

If you talk any more, I'll sell you out.

Qingfeng looked at him neither humbly nor arrogantly, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

I am no longer your Highness's person.

Cui Wu Ji closed his eyes. This was the worst decision he had ever made in his life, no doubt about it.

"There is no time to lose. Let's go as soon as possible and come back as soon as possible." He Sheng motioned Qing Zhao to follow her out.

But to go out, you have to cross a threshold, and this wooden wheelchair is really heavy.

He Sheng looked at Qing Zhao's seemingly skinny body and said, "How about you hold on to your master and I'll help you lift the wheelchair?"

How did he get in? He Sheng tried to recall, but couldn't. Forget it.

Qing Zhao shook his head repeatedly, "How can I trouble you with such a heavy wheelchair?" He hesitated for a moment and said, "Otherwise, please trouble Miss He to carry the Master."