Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Taijing Longmai was never threatened with baldness, and now he has.

——Because Doctor Mo looked at the tree with all the needles removed, and then looked at him.

What, what's wrong?

Is it okay to use local materials and use pine needles as hidden weapons?

Among the people in the rivers and lakes, the rich use copper plates, and the poor use stones. Meng Qi's pocket is cleaner than his face.

no no!The gerbil felt that his face was also very clean, but it was unavoidable to be exposed to the wind and the sun, and besides, the money was heavy, and he had nothing to share, even performing light kung fu.

"cough."

Joss was not as nervous as his attendants.

For a person like him, the calmness at the moment of life and death is not pretending, but really not being afraid.

——If you want to continue living, you should do your best to use every opportunity to escape. If you fail, then there is nothing to say. Can you not die if you are afraid of death?Joss never did anything that was useless, and everything he did had a strong purpose.

For example, just now he yelled to stop, not letting his attendants continue to die.

It was useless, and it also consumed strength. If the fight continued, after they were all restrained, Qiu Si's bargaining chip would be even smaller.

Although in the eyes of others, it seems like a benevolent man who cares about the lives of his subordinates.

"Doctor Mo is right, you can kill me alone..."

"Mr. Qiu!"

Everyone stared angrily at Meng Qi, especially Yu Heng.

There was a piece of broken iron on Yuheng's neck, blood was continuously flowing out, and there was an unthrown Thunderbolt in his hand, his eyes were about to burst into flames, but he couldn't even speak , because with a slight shock, the wound will accelerate bleeding.

Qiu Si was expressionless, neither worried about the lives of his subordinates nor worried about his own life and death.

"Everyone is mortal. Sooner or later, I don't want to hide it from Master Meng. Long before I follow...even penniless, when I crossed the river alone, I thought about my own death."

When he said this, the weird feeling became more and more obvious.

Mo Li frowned subconsciously. As a doctor, he would rather face all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases than face a lunatic.

Compared with some patients who sing and dance all day long, laughing and slashing with knives, people like Qiu Si are real ghosts, because he knows how to put on a human skin, and occasionally show a bit of ferocity , There are also people who firmly believe that he uses such means to save the country and the people.

It's a pity that Mo Li didn't want to talk to Qiu Si, and Qiu Si wanted to find him.

"Death is naturally not a good thing. No one wants to die. Doctor Mo should be very clear about this." Qiu Si said slowly, "When a person knows that they are going to die soon, their reaction is usually very interesting. Come on, doctor."

Meng Qi shook his head slightly at Mo Li, signaling Mo Li not to follow this guy's train of thought.

Compared with the poor-minded ancestor Qingwu and the ambitious Ayan Puka, Qiu Si really has a set of demagogic skills.

"...Some people are in a hurry to make arrangements for the funeral, some people go to settle grievances, some spend a lot of money, if it is a martial arts world, there will be many treasure maps and secret books that do not exist." Qiu Si said pointedly, "Normal people will change. Become a lunatic, a wise king wantonly kills heroes, death is like a gong and drum on the stage, after the sound, everything will be completely different, will be separated, turn against each other, and the family will be destroyed, how interesting it is!"

At this time, an attendant saw Meng Qi's hidden impatience, and quickly shouted: "If you kill Mr. Qiu, the whole of Ningtai...even the whole of Jiangnan will be in chaos."

"Oh?" Meng Qi said sarcastically, "It seems that this is what you meant? Mr. Qiu likes to use his own death as a turning point to end the peaceful atmosphere, and then let the big show begin?"

Qiu Si said calmly, "I'm ashamed, I'm just curious about how much a person can do while alive, and how much power a person's death can affect."

"Do you think they will avenge you, or did you control them by some means?" Mo Li asked disgustedly.

Qiu Si laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said frankly: "Of course it's not poison. The way of Jianghu killers is too crude. I just provoked many conflicts, and fed them with profits year after year, day after day, so that they had to Be my pawns. Could it be that if the chessboard is lifted, these pieces will be free? No, they will be in a mess, they can no longer use their brains, and they can't return to their previous lives. The appetite that was raised cannot go back, In order to satisfy their increasingly greedy hearts, they will do anything. Meng Guoshi, Doctor Mo, guess how many chess pieces like this I have?"

Mo carp felt nauseous for a while.

Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "But such stupid people will soon be bitten down by others, and their power will also be replaced. No matter in the arena or in the officialdom, there will never be a shortage of people watching their positions. Even if you control them, control their enemies, and even control all the people who can offer chips to fight for profit, there will always be new heroes in this world who will come out to compete. Ten years ago, you discovered Cheng Jingchuan. Do you know that there is no second or third Cheng Jingchuan in Ningtai City now? The fledglings are just fledgling, waiting for the spring thunder to startle the stings!"

Qiu Si fixed his eyes and said slowly: "The national teacher is joking, a young child is a young child, how can you provoke a leader without some experience. There are emerging talents every year, but this big trend, if there is no one to lead , One wave passed and disappeared without a trace, could it be that the national teacher pinned his hopes on such people?"

Meng Qi just smiled and said nothing.

Qiu Si's pupils shrank, and then he said: "It seems that the national teacher has a lot of confidence in the little girl and the little disciple, and believes that they can stabilize the situation and be the guide in the tide of the river?"

Mo Li frowned, thinking that Qiu Jing might be possible, but Cheng Jingchuan was almost there, anyway, it was better than nothing.

Yu Heng keenly sensed that the atmosphere was not right, he turned around abruptly and threw Huo Lei out regardless of the fatal wound on his neck.

"boom!"

The courtyard wall was blown down.

Although the previous fight was not small, none of the people in the nearby houses dared to make a sound, just -->>

It's an eventful time, and no one wants to get involved in any troubles.

But now that gunpowder is used, it's not the same thing. Killing people won't jump over the wall and kill the neighbors. Blowing up the house is like setting fire, and the perpetrator may not be able to control it himself.

"Help, someone here!"

There were endless exclamations, and the faint sound of horseshoes immediately came from outside the square.

The Xuncheng Yamen is still on the street, how can such troubles not come?

"Go, go!" Yu Heng hissed, the wound was bleeding profusely.

He ignored it, raised his weapon and rushed towards the ink carp.

Lifting a mouthful of internal force made the blood flow faster, the iron piece flew out suddenly, Yu Heng roared and stabbed the fastest and most tricky sword in his life.

——The tip of the sword is covered by an iron sheet. If you can only retreat to the right in order to block the door of the hospital, this sword is aimed at the position after the retreat.

Then he stabbed empty.

The ink carp didn't retreat, he flew high and kicked the iron piece away.

The charged blow missed, and the wound sprayed like an arrow of blood. Yu Heng's body swayed, and he fell down with his eyes open.

In his gradually blurred final consciousness, he heard other people's screams of anger and grief, but it wasn't calling his name.

"Mr. Qiu?!"

"No!"

The piece of blood-stained iron was imbedded on Qiu Si's forehead impartially.

Because Yuheng broke out suddenly, some of these attendants were judging the way out, some were guarding Meng Qi, and some were listening to the movement outside the wall, but just for a moment, the piece of iron that was originally used as a surprise soldier to attack the ink carp , was kicked over.

The speed was as fast as lightning, and when the quickest attendant stretched out his hand to block, the iron piece had already rubbed against his palm, and now half of his palm was dripping with blood.

It was precisely because of this block that Qiu Si managed to breathe and was not killed on the spot.

With blood streaming down his face, Qiu Si tried his best to open his eyes, but all he saw was blood red.

The attendants did not dare to move him, and everyone's eyes were tearing apart.

"Look for a doctor, quickly..."

When they saw Meng Qi, who was unmoved, and Mo Li, who was clearly a doctor but killed Qiu Si, they immediately screamed in despair, picked up their weapons and charged like suicide.

"Be careful." Meng Qi hastily used his body skills and rushed to stop them for the ink carp.

Their hatred was concentrated on the ink carp, their eyes were blood red, and even those who were not very proficient in medical skills knew that there was basically no way to save them with a piece of iron embedded between their eyebrows.

These people have been around Qiusi for many years, and they have no will of their own than those driven by greed. They are used to living around Qiusi and obeying all orders, and no matter how ridiculous the order is, they think it is It makes sense, it’s good for Ningtai, Jiangnan and the world—people who can’t do it, or don’t think so, can’t stay by Qiu Si’s side. Although Qiu Si is a lunatic, his vision of people is rarely wrong .

The screams of killing shook the sky, and Qiu Si lay on the ground, feeling cold all over, and gradually lost consciousness.

Everything happened so fast, he didn't even feel the pain when the iron piece flew, he only had one thought, he really underestimated the strength of the top martial arts master.

In fact, from the time Qiu Si stopped the attendants, he had this number in his mind.

The masters of Fengxing Pavilion can be called first-rate and second-rate in the arena, and Qiu Si has always speculated about the top masters with ten times their abilities.But the facts proved that this idea was a bit outrageous, just like Qiu Jing led dozens of experts from Fengxing Pavilion to besiege Su Li, the swordsman, but couldn't stop Su Li.The top martial arts masters are not ten times higher than the first-rate ones, but a hundred times. Even such masters are different from masters. For example, Su Li is good at killing, and his internal strength is not as deep as that of Meng Qi.

If you want to break through the siege, you should use different methods for different masters, what a pity...

Qiu Si felt a little regretful.

What he said to Meng Qi was naturally not a lie.

Not only is he not afraid of death, but he also looks forward to it.

If we talk about resentment, it is also aimed at the Thunder Hall. If it is not for the imminent invasion of King Tianshou, all parties in Ningtai will be forced to fight against the enemy, and this game of chess will definitely be chaotic.Cheng Jingchuan couldn't suppress the people below, so Qiu Jing could only take them away. Under such circumstances, Meng Qi and Mo Li really might not dare to come and kill him.

Such a hero, such a gentleman, the weakness is the common people.

They refused to support King Ning's army, and naturally they did not want to cause turmoil in Ningtai and even in the south of the Yangtze River.

Qiu Si heard that the Thunderbolt Hall was superfluous, and the reason why he was about to withdraw immediately after getting angry, but it was still a step too late.

He slowly closed his eyes.

When the people patrolling the city's yamen arrived, they could only hear a dead silence inside, and the courtyard walls were crumbling.

Tentatively looking inside, there were some corpses lying on the ground, bloodstained all over the ground.

"God, this wall!"

Someone found pine needles on the wall, and the roots penetrated three points.

With the addition of swords, gunpowder, etc., the leader immediately ordered his subordinates to report the news, and at the same time drove them out of the yard and did not allow them to approach.

About three quarters of an hour later, a man wearing an official robe and sitting in an official sedan chair rushed over in desperation. When he stepped into the gate of the courtyard, he saw this scene, his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

"They are all Mr. Qiu's attendants, and they are all dead."

"Where's Mr. Qiu?"

Terrified, they ordered people to search among the corpses, but neither Joyce nor the assailant was found.

"Hurry up, Mr. Qiu has been kidnapped, go find General Cheng, and..."

The official reported more than a dozen names in one breath, and at the same time saw all kinds of people poking their heads at the gate of the courtyard, and being driven away by the patrolling yamen, he suddenly realized that the weather had really changed this time, and he broke out in a cold sweat during the scorching heat.