Chapter 1310: The poor family doctor girl conquered the Jin Yiwei envoy 25
The cold wind whistled, the snowflakes fluttered, and the sound of the blade breaking through the air made Shu Ange feel goosebumps all over.
"You go quickly."
Nine assassins attacked from all directions. Ling Feiluan faced the enemy alone without fear. Even though his life and death were on the line, he still stood at the front to cover Shu Ange's departure.
"No, I want to fight with you."
Shu Ange rejected Ling Feiluan's order, he frowned and ordered again: "Leave, go and move the rescuers."
It's not far from Beizhen Fusi, and the sound of their fighting will soon attract Jin Yiwei's people, and she doesn't need her to ask for help at all.
Nine people lined up in a sword formation, and the sword shadows were like rain, covering the two of them overwhelmingly.
"Flying Dragon Nine Palaces Sword Formation."
Shu Ange saw the origin of the sword formation and reminded Ling Feiluan specially.
The Feilong Jiugong swordsmanship is the unique swordsmanship of Changyuan Pavilion. This set of swordsmanship has a total of 81 strokes.
The power of the nine swords is terrifying, even if it is a martial arts expert, it is difficult to escape after being trapped in the sword formation.
If someone else is here today, if you want to escape, it will be difficult to get to the sky, and you must leave your life behind.
However, these assassins were unlucky, but they encountered Shu Ange, a sword master who was familiar with various sword formations.
Although her martial arts is not as good as that of the nine people working together, it is not difficult to find out their flaws.
"Lord Ling, attack the third person on the left."
Time did not wait for anyone, Shu Ange quickly pointed out the flaws in the Nine Palaces Sword Array, Ling Feiluan did not suspect him, and attacked the white-robed man according to her instructions.
Swords, lights, swords and shadows, the snowflakes were rolled up by the invisible airflow, flying all over the sky, the white-robed man hid in the snowflakes, and his whereabouts were vague and uncertain.
"Take five steps to the right and attack its shoulders."
Ling Feiluan successfully wounded the assassin according to Shu Ange's instructions. She took advantage of the situation to grab a sword from the man in white robe and broke the sword formation together with Ling Feiluan.
After the sword formation of the white robes was broken, the power was much smaller. After half an hour, the reinforcements from the Jinyi Guards arrived late. Seeing that the situation was over, the white robes abandoned their wounded comrades without fighting and left.
"Grab your mouth."
As soon as Ling Feiluan's order was given, the three injured white-robed assassins bit through the medicine hidden between their teeth, and instantly died of blood from the seven orifices.
"Damn, let them escape again. Commander Ling, are you okay? Are you injured? Someone sneaked into the prison and tried to kill people. We were fighting with the enemy in the prison, so the rescue came late."
Long Qianhu hurriedly explained, Shu Ange's heart tightened when he heard it, and Ling Feiluan put the embroidered spring knife into the scabbard expressionlessly.
"There may be prisoners casualties."
"The person in the fifth cell of Xuanzi died. The other prisoners were not affected. It's all the fault of the subordinates and other guards."
Long Qianhu was very ashamed. Ling Feiluan was still unscathed when dealing with the nine assassins alone. With so many of them guarding the prison, they could still let the assassins succeed.
"Carefully investigate the identity of the white-robed man, and don't give up any clues."
After Ling Feiluan gave the order, he turned to look at Shu Ange: "Go back first, don't walk around these days, and wait for my news."
The fact that she knows martial arts has been exposed to others. Ling Feiluan is very worried that the mastermind behind the assassination will even plan with Shu Ange.
She is just a pure and kind little doctor, and it is he who has implicated her.
If something happens to Shu Ange, Ling Feiluan doesn't know what he will do under the madness.
"The target character's favorability level +7 and the current favorability level is 70."
"Sir, wait a minute."
Shu Ange grabbed Ling Feiluan's sleeve and pulled him aside. Long Qianhu looked at the eyes and eyes, pretending not to see the two pulling.
"Lord Ling, if Jinyiwei encounters difficulties in trying prisoners, I have a way to get them to tell the truth. Can you let me go to the prison?"
"What can I do? Those people are very stubborn. When they were officials, they didn't do things for the people. After the edict was issued, they put on a posture that would rather die than give in."
Speaking of the prisoner, Ling Feiluan showed disgust on his face.
"Don't worry, my lord. When I was bored, I studied some unorthodox drugs, which can be used to interrogate prisoners. Coupled with some of my little tricks, I can let them know everything and say everything."
Of course, the medicine is not so magical. The magic is actually Shu Ange's method, but in order not to be regarded as a demon, she has to keep it secret.
"You're talking about a soul-killer?"
Ling Feiluan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked such a question.
"It's roughly similar, but it's not that magical. By the way, my lord, the people who attacked us just now should be people from the martial arts. If I guessed correctly, they should be people from Changyuan Pavilion."
Shu Ange has been in this plane for less than a year. She has limited knowledge of Jianghu. She can know about Changyuan Pavilion because this sect is famous for its swordsmanship, so she has learned more about it.
"Changyuan Pavilion?"
Ling Feiluan's tone was slightly doubtful, and the look in Shu Ange's eyes was a little more suspicious.
What kind of person was her master, who taught her medical skills such as superb skills, as well as amazing martial arts and swordsmanship, and could recognize the identity of an assassin through hand-to-hand combat.
"Sir, this is not the place to talk, why don't we go to the prison and talk about other things."
In the eyes of the girl in front of her, the prison that everyone can't avoid is as ordinary as an inn or a market.
"Are you really going to jail? It's more **** and cruel than you think."
"My lord, I just want to help you."
Shu Ange's black and white eyes stared at Ling Feiluan with a firm and persistent tone.
"Okay."
Snowflakes fluttered in the gloomy sky again. Ling Feiluan and Shu Ange walked into the Fusi Zhao Prison in Beizhen by stepping on the snowy field.
The prison is located underground, the long corridors are dark and narrow, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.
Shu Ange's bamboo-blue quilted robe was stained with a little blood during the previous fight, which looked a bit shocking.
The blood fell on the unicorn robe drawn by Ling Feiluan's golden thread, like plum blossoms scattered, and merged with the splendid official uniform.
The shrill cry made the scalp numb.
As Shu Ange kept going down the stairs, he paid attention to the surrounding environment. Sure enough, he found traces of fighting from the sloping torches and the tables and chairs that had been kicked over.
The assassin's body has been removed, and Jin Yiwei's efficiency is still very fast.
"Ling dog thief, you slandered the court officials, you can't die!"
"I was wronged, I was wronged, my lord, I was wronged."
"It's all Niu Zhizhou who ordered me. I'm just following orders, please spare me."
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The cries of grievances, the insults of Ling Feiluan, and the voices of the prisoners clinging to each other were intertwined.
Shu Ange looked sideways at Ling Feiluan's expressionless face, and sincerely admired his patience.
In such a place with dirty air and all noise, he could stay for a few days.
The cold and dark environment is a double torture to people's spirit and body.
"My lord, who is the most important thing for you to interrogate at the moment?"