Chapter 332 Eight people left and six returned

Chapter 332 Eight people left and six returned

A group of ten people, led by Zhao Yaqing, walked towards the center of the camp and soon arrived in front of Zhao Yaqing's tent.

Zhao Yaqing ordered the four patrolmen to tie up the four unlucky guys and take them to a place about ten feet away from her to stand.

She took out a sword from her Qiankun bag and pulled it out. She looked at the cold sword light and said to the four people: "It just so happens that I have some insights into the sword energy these days. You are honored to let me test the sword energy. If I gain insights into the sword energy, your death will be valuable. I may remember you for this..."

Isn't it a punishment? Why does it involve death? So the four patrolmen quietly left the four people and stood farther away.

The four unlucky guys instantly became weak in the legs. The thin man among them knelt down and begged Zhao Yaqing for mercy: "Princess, please spare my life. I won't say anything more in the future."

"Do you want to have a future?" Zhao Yaqing sneered and closed her eyes. She controlled the mana in her body and followed the sword energy release method she had realized. The mana flowed into the sword according to the rules, and she pointed at the thin-faced man fiercely...

"Snap!"

A slight air explosion sounded at the tip of her sword.

"Ah!"

The thin man screamed and lay in the snow, thinking he was dead.

After waiting for a long time, he found that he had no pain in his body. He stood up and looked at Zhao Yaqing, and saw that Zhao Yaqing's face was ugly. It turned out that Zhao Yaqing failed to cast the spell.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his soul returned to his body.

"Sword energy!"

Zhao Yaqing looked at the tip of the sword in her hand, her eyes fierce.

She could clearly feel that her mana condensed into sword energy and went out from the tip of the sword! But! Every time the sword energy left the sword, it instantly dissipated in the air, and it could never form sword energy!

"Why does a little sword energy dare to disobey me like this?!"

She still remembered that four years ago, she was shamefully defeated by a crazy girl who had only practiced for a few months, just because of the sword energy!

Crazy girl, a few months, sword energy!

And she, Zhao Yaqing, has practiced for seven years, three years later and four years later, a full seven years, and now she is still in the late stage of foundation building, and now she has not comprehended the sword energy.

What a shame! ! !

And when she claimed to be a genius, this sense of shame became even stronger.

Zhao Yaqing turned around, her bloodthirsty eyes looked in the direction of Wuyi City, and those sword energies that frightened her once again strengthened her fear and shame in her heart.

A rude wild girl that she looked down on, but her cultivation and talent were higher than hers, which was enough to make her miserable.

She remembered that when she went to see Elder Ziyi two days ago, she learned from Elder Ziyi that Li Shiyin fought with Elder Ziyi for several rounds and did not lose the upper hand...

Who was Elder Ziyi? He was a Yuanying giant! It was someone who could crush Zhao Yaqing to death with just one finger. It was someone who stood in front of her, and she dared not even look up or look directly at him.

And such a being, Li Shiyin could fight with, and still, not! Fall! Down! Wind!!

"Ah!!!!" Zhao Yaqing became more and more angry as she thought about it. She suddenly mobilized all her magic power, poured it all into the sword, and then suddenly released it according to the sword energy release method.

Then...

"Boom!"

A louder sound rang in the air!

But, there was still no sword energy.

If it works, it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't. Reality will not change because of her personal emotions and anger.

She didn't have a deep understanding of sword energy, and she didn't have enough talent in swordsmanship, so she just couldn't use sword energy.

This time, Zhao Yaqing was completely crazy after trying her best. Her scheming and scheming, which she was proud of, had already disappeared because of jealousy and shame. She stretched out her body and came to the thin man, and then the sword rained down...

In an instant, the thin man turned into a bloody man.

At this moment, in front of this soldier who could not do anything to resist, Zhao Yaqing had the demeanor of a late foundation-building cultivator.

Qin Ran stood by and watched this scene.

He followed, originally wanting to find a way to kill the two women who had robbed their lives four years ago, but now, he suddenly felt that it was unnecessary, and he still focused on finding a way to kill Zhao Li.

Oh, there is no doubt that the first patrol soldier who stood up just now was Qin Ran... With a clone, he can do whatever he wants.

After leaving enough sword marks on the thin man, Zhao Yaqing's anger finally disappeared. At this time, the thin man had been dead for a long time.

She sheathed the sword, and the thin man fell in the snow.

"You go!" She seemed to have turned back into the scheming daughter of the Zhao family, and said to the remaining three soldiers in a flat tone.

"Thank you, Princess, for not killing us!" The three men were already scared out of their wits, and they kowtowed immediately.

Qin Ran stepped forward, untied the three men, and helped them up one by one, and led them out of the tent.

But just after they took a few steps, Zhao Yaqing suddenly said, "Stop!"

Qin Ran clearly felt that the six people beside him were all trembling with fear.

But they still stopped as he said, and even turned around and bowed to Zhao Yaqing.

"You are not bad, follow me for the time being!" Zhao Yaqing said. She saw that this man had eyes (he executed her orders immediately after she gave them) and courage (he was not afraid when she was angry and killed people), and he was a man who could serve tea and water and do miscellaneous things.

The few people here looked up, and Qin Ran saw Zhao Yaqing looking at him, and he immediately understood. Zhao Yaqing didn't choose anyone else, but chose him, the one who wanted to kill her.

Well... OK.

Qin Ran hurriedly bowed his head and saluted Zhao Yaqing, saying, "Thank you, Princess!"

So eight people came and six returned.

Zhao Yaqing killed someone and was covered in blood. She put the sword back into the Qiankun bag, turned around and went into the tent to take a shower, and did not tell Qin Ran anything.

Qin Ran saw this, and did not leave or enter the tent, but just stood at the door of the tent.

It was normal for him not to enter the tent, but why did Zhao Yaqing's protector not go in? This was very strange.

Qin Ran vaguely discovered that the relationship between this protector and Zhao Yaqing was not like the relationship between a protector and a genius, but more like the relationship between a servant and a master.

It can be seen from the time they robbed the natal sword four years ago, because it seemed that Zhao Yaqing was the leader.

The most important thing is that Zhao Yaqing's talent is not like that of a genius, and she does not deserve a protector.

You know, Li Shiyin and Lu Junxing, who have such talents, do not have protectors.

"Strange..." Qin Ran thought to himself, but he didn't dare to look at the Taoist priest, and only thought about it in his heart.

After a long time, Zhao Yaqing washed the blood off her body, put on new clothes, became as beautiful as before, and walked out of the tent.

The snow kept falling, and the thin man's body had been dealt with, and the blood was covered by the snow. The sky and the earth were all white, and in the heavy snow, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

"The emperor's uncle called me to discuss matters..." She stood in front of Qin Ran, without looking at him directly, and said lightly, "Don't talk nonsense when you get to the big tent."

"Yes." Qin Ran replied.