The rain continuously washed away the streets of Chang'an City, causing rainwater to accumulate on the streets and formed small puddles.

"Bang."

Wang Yi stepped on a puddle, splashing countless water droplets and flew towards the walls on the edge of the street. Everyone looked at the person who came out of the backyard, stepped on his master's body, and the weapons in his hand were shaking, approaching them.

Everyone swallowed their saliva. Now they were confused and uneasy, and they were more thinking about how to survive. Because the person in front of them was not kind.

"You didn't have to die." Wang Yi looked at everyone present, and the rain brushed across his face, causing his vision to blur. Wang Yi raised one of his hands, wiped the rain on his face, and continued, "I'm sorry, you saw what you shouldn't have seen."

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Yi walked past Zhang Xianzong's body and slowly walked towards them. Pressure emerged in everyone's heart. If the other party dared to kill people here, it was not a simple person. After following the master for many years, he still had this little vision.

One, two, three. Wang Yi followed their number one by one, and there were seven people in total, which was fine.

"Then you guys die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yi's figure suddenly accelerated, turned into a ray of light and shadow, and rushed straight to the first person. The man was always on guard. The moment Wang Yi arrived, his figure flashed and avoided Wang Yi's first sword.

"puff."

But he still fell to the ground, covering his chest, looking at Wang Yi who was killing him with an incredible look. It turned out that it was Wang Yi's turn, as if he had guessed his movements, and instantly changed the short knife in his hand to his left hand, killing a resurgent.

After the man fell to the ground, Wang Yi turned around and looked at everyone present.

Everyone grabbed the stick and long knife he had just taken out, and raised it in front of them to prevent Wang Yi from suddenly attacking.

Wang Yi grinned and a smile appeared. He gathered all the spiritual energy on his right foot and exerted force suddenly. His figure suddenly rose up again and passed through everyone.

Mortals have no room for resistance in front of practitioners. Wang Yi recognized this sentence again. The moment Wang Yi took action, everyone fell to the ground and could not rise up, and blood flowed out.

In the alley, there was only Wang Yi, a living person, and the rest fell to the ground, enjoying the last time before death. After a while, there was no sound.

Wang Yi looked at the dead people with expressionless faces. Compared with the training in the border army, the death of these people was not enough to make Wang Yi lose his mind. But he felt relieved and finally avenged their first revenge. Let the rain wash his body, Wang Yi took the knife in his hand and walked towards the backyard gate.

When passing by Zhang Xianzong's body, Wang Yi said "shy" at him, and then walked into the backyard without looking back, and brought it to the door.

In the alley quietly, eight corpses were lying on the back. Blood slowly flowed out of the alley with the rain. It won't take long before someone will discover what happened here.

Suddenly, a figure fell next to Zhang Xianzong's body. The strange thing was that the rain did not wet his clothes. The visitor touched Zhang Xianzong with his hands. After confirming that Zhang Xianzong was dead, he turned around and looked at the backyard gate of Huafanglou.

After thinking for a while, the person coming was about to push open the door and go in to investigate. At this moment, a voice sounded.

"You can't come in the backyard of Huafanglou."

When the visitor heard this, he hurriedly stepped back, and his figure fell down.

In the distance, after stabilizing his body, he looked up at the old man sitting at the entrance of the alley and looking at him, dressed in white.

"White clothes are as snow, Jiang Wei." The visitor shouted in surprise.

The old man who was called Jiang Wei raised the wine pot in his hand and took a big sip. He pursed his lips with his sleeves contentedly and said, "Oh, you still know my name. It seems that your status in the Imperial Heaven Prison is not low."

The visitor bowed and said in awe: "Mr. Jiang atones for his sins. The youngest one is the leader of the C-like group of the Qintianjian. I was fortunate to meet you with the Master Jianzheng back then."

Jiang Wei looked at the Imperial Heaven Superintendent whom he didn't look familiar with and said, "Oh."

Then there was nothing. Jiang Wei didn't say a word, looking at the visitor from time to time, or drinking the wine in the wine pot. The visitor was waiting for the old man's following, because his cultivation was really not enough in front of this old man.

After all, when Jiang Wei was guarding a city on the border, he didn't know where he was.

"Just just now, when I felt that Zhang Xianzong was in danger, I wanted to get close to the back alley, but I encountered a formation." The visitor looked at Jiang Wei without saying a word, and it would be better to pierce the window paper by himself, otherwise today's affairs would be difficult to end.

"It was made by me." Jiang Wei told the result in advance without waiting for him to finish speaking. Didn't you just want to know if it was me?

yes.

Jiang Wei looked at the visitor, as if I was here and you were biting me. Cold sweat broke out on the person's face, but he never dared to ask about the matter here again. If Zhang Xianzong dies, he has nothing to do with him. At worst, letting his superiors punish him is better than provoking an old guy.

The visitor gave a gift to Jiang Wei and was about to turn around and leave. But at this time Jiang Wei spoke.

"Did I let you go?"

The person who came had no time to think about it, and suddenly started to rise up and flew out of the alley.

Jiang Wei threw out the wine pot in his hand, and the wine pot was right behind the person coming. He saw the man falling from the sky. Jiang Wei flashed and came to the man coming, picked up the wine pot and shook it. When he was sure there was still wine inside, he took a few more sips.

The visitor raised his head tremblingly, and without the support of spiritual energy, the rain flowed down his cheeks.

"Why?"

Jiang Wei waved his sleeves and the person who came fell to the ground and disappeared. After doing all this, the old man hung the wine pot around his waist, walked towards the backyard, and said in a voice he could hear: "Who asked you to come in and disturb me to watch the show, I really don't know how to respect the elderly."

The rain is still washing away the streets of Chang'an City, and the days to come will not be calm.

When he returned to the house, Wang Yi was already lying on the wall of the bathtub, feeling the steaming water temperature, relaxing his body and mind, and at the same time, he died of the bloody smell of his body. He always felt that something was missing tonight, but he really couldn't remember it.

Liu Qingqing sat behind the bead curtain not far away, very close to here. However, she didn't have the intention to look at Wang Yi because she was not in a good mood recently. After all, she would become the concubine of the guy in the bathtub next.

Thinking of myself, I found out about the miserable life of getting married as a concubine, washing clothes, cooking, and being beaten and scolded by the eldest wife. Liu Qingqing was so angry that why his master gave him to this guy? Apart from being not ugly and having a higher official position, what's the point? If you don't like it, it's useless for anyone you are.

In the Willow

While Qingqing was thinking about it, Wang Yi had already put on his clothes and sat opposite her. Wang Yi was waiting for someone, he was waiting for the old man. For such a big thing tonight, the old man would not appear in front of him.

Dongdong.

There was a knock on the door outside the door. Liu Qingqing raised her head and looked at Wang Yi, and asked outside, "Who is it?"

"It's me, your master." Jiang Wei's voice came from outside.

Liu Qingqing was overjoyed and hurried to the door, opened the door, and Jiang Wei strode in.

Looking at Wang Yi sitting next to the piano desk, Jiang Wei said, "My friend is so proud that he killed eight people in a row."

Wang Yi replied calmly: "Fortunately, I have gained something more than this."

Jiang Wei sat opposite Wang Yi, patted the seat next to him, and signaled Liu Qingqing to sit down. Liu Qingqing took out the tea and sat next to him, pouring a cup of his master and Wang Yi each.

"I haven't thanked yet." For a moment, Wang Yi remembered that he didn't know the old man's name.

Jiang Wei smiled indifferently and guessed what Wang Yi was thinking, "I am Jiang Wei."

When Wang Yi heard the name Jiang Wei, he raised his head and looked at the ordinary old man that it turned out to be Jiang Wei.

Who is Jiang Wei? A famous figure in the Ming Dynasty. In the early years of Emperor Taizong, Northern Qi and Southern Chu jointly attacked the Ming Dynasty. For a time, both fronts were opened at the same time, and the Ming Dynasty was in danger. The southern border was once lost.

Nan Chu was unstoppable and was preparing to take down Yangzhou in one fell swoop and completely open the southern border of the Ming Dynasty. At this time, Jiang Wei and the other six practitioners appeared in a flash. After witnessing the damage caused by the war, the seven decided to help Yangzhou and fight to the death with the 100,000 troops sent by Nan Chu.

Seven people defended Yangzhou for 13th, breaking the attack plan of Nan Chu in one fell swoop. After the Ming army came, the seven people floated away. The Ming Dynasty spent manpower and material resources to find out the names of several people. However, three of them had relapsed due to injuries and unfortunately left. The other four people wanted them to join. Three people chose to join, leaving only Jiang Wei shook his head and floated away. For a time, Jiang Wei became the leader of the people who followed the world.

Every man admired the actions of the seven people back then. When talking about several people, he gave a thumbs up and praised them. The people of Yangzhou even wrote books and biography for them and promoted the world.

Wang Yi got up and was about to bow, but Jiang Wei waved his hand and signaled that there was no need to do so, so Wang Yi had to sit down.

"Boy, don't be confused about why the people from the Imperial Heaven Sect didn't come. I killed them." Jiang Wei said casually.

Wang Yi was also relieved and finally understood what was wrong. It turned out that Jiang Wei killed the people in the Imperial Heavenly Prison. Only such seniors could kill the people in the Imperial Heavenly Prison with great indifferent words. As the head of the Imperial Heavenly Prison in the Jinyiwei and a spiritual gathering practitioner, he was naturally unable to defeat them.

"Thank you, senior." Wang Yi thanked again. Jiang Wei did not stop this time because this was what he deserved.

Jiang Wei looked at Liu Qingqing beside him, and wanted to say something but stopped. Wang Yi discovered this and said to Jiang Wei: "Mr. Jiang, please tell me if you have something to do, don't care about the boy's feelings."

Jiang Wei's old face turned red and the person behind her was seen through, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Qing'er can't leave with you now, I have other arrangements."
Chapter completed!