Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

Chapter 1252 Imperial Edict

The middle-aged man heard the sound and looked sideways, and saw that the nine-ring broadsword placed diagonally at the door of the thatched hut trembled and fell to the ground with a "ding-dang" sound.

When I came to my senses, the gorgeous plum blossoms were everywhere.

The middle-aged man subconsciously raised his hand to block it. When the plum blossom came into contact with his skin, he felt a warm sensation. In an instant, the pungent smell of blood filled his nasal cavity.

"what!"

A shrill scream echoed with the distant thunder.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, blood staining the surrounding ground, and a palm lay quietly in a puddle not far away.

In front of him, a narrow straight knife with a blade two fingers wide was pressed against the middle-aged man's forehead. The blood on the knife was washed away bit by bit by the falling drizzle.

"Please, please don't kill me..."

The middle-aged man's face was filled with horror, the huge fear covering up the pain of his broken hand.

"I ask, you answer."

Xuemei held up a red plum umbrella and spoke in a cold voice.

Behind him were more than a dozen corpses in various postures. Blood formed a small river, mixed with rain water and flowed out of the alley.

"You...you ask."

The middle-aged man was breathing heavily, and his dark face gradually turned pale due to blood loss.

He actually wanted to ask whether the Blood Plum in front of him was a human or a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen of his best men turned into corpses.

Is this something a human can do?!

Soon, Xuemei got the answer she wanted, put the long knife into the umbrella handle, turned around and left the alley.

The middle-aged man watched the blood plum leave, an expression of ecstasy unable to stop appearing on his face, until a plum blossom fell from before his eyes, and the feeling of fear surged back like a tide.

"Pfft!"

tread!

Water splashed, and a few figures suddenly appeared in the originally empty alley.

"This fat man is Bi Youcai, the fifth elder of the Jucai Sect."

Gui Shuzi turned around in front of the corpse of the middle-aged man and said.

After the entire Beggar Gang's top leaders were wiped out by the Wuwei Division, some people who refused to give up gathered a small number of former Beggar Gang members and established the current Jucai Sect. Their leader claimed to have a treasure pot that could make money from money, and thus attracted some followers.

Unlike the Beggars' Gang, which is involved in the black market human trafficking, which is a life-threatening business, the Jucai Sect mainly engages in the old business of selling intelligence. If you pay, you can also ask them to spread some rumors on the streets.

Because the Jucai Sect was too small and its members were scattered, the Wuwei Division's main focus was elsewhere, so they did not target it much. If they encountered Jucai Sect members on the road, they would arrest them, and if they didn't, they would just ignore them.

"They are all deadly with one strike. They are narrow-bladed straight swords with terrifying sword intent. They are sword cultivators at the Half-Step Divine Wandering Realm."

Jing An briefly examined several bodies and came to this conclusion.

"A sword cultivator who is half a step into the Divine Wandering Realm, alas."

Gui Shu sighed at this. He didn't need to think too much. It must be that His Royal Highness the King of Chu had started to exert his strength.

"Narrow-blade straight knife, um..."

Jing An's eyebrows moved slightly and he began to ponder.

"What's wrong? What have you discovered?"

Gui Shu asked curiously when he saw this.

"I seem to have guessed who this sword cultivator is."

Jing An lowered his hat and said with a smile.

"Who? Tell me now. It's already this late. Stop keeping me in suspense."

Guishu felt as if there were ten thousand ants crawling in his heart, and he wished he could pry open the well's mouth with his own hands to get the answer.

"Do you still remember the Tianbang assassin Xuemei from Tianluo? According to the records in the department, he once appeared near Tianwu City, and his knife was a narrow-bladed straight knife like this."

“Although I have never fought with it, I can tell from the remaining sword intent that this is a pure killing sword.”

Jing An analyzed.

"Tianluo was once the killer on the Heavenly Ranking..."

Gui Shu recalled the information about Xuemei and smacked his lips and said, "So he might be a subordinate of His Royal Highness the King of Chu now?"

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty."

Jing An smiled confidently.

"The main thing is that your analysis is useless. Our mission here is to collect the bodies."

Gui Shu shrugged and spread his hands.

When talking about their mission, Jing An's eyes flashed a few times.

This mission was not issued by Lord Suzaku, but by the imperial envoy!

No one expected that the imperial envoy who was far away on the northern front would suddenly appear in Tianwu City.

The appearance of the imperial envoys and the tasks assigned to them undoubtedly reveal His Majesty's attitude.

Let His Royal Highness the King of Chu do what he wants, and use this rain to clean up the hidden dirt in Tianwu City.

"Indeed, we have something to do."

Jing An sighed and laughed, then waved to his men, "Take away the bodies."

"Yes!"

The top of the pavilion in the distance.

"I wonder how many people the Imperial Envoy is going to kill this time."

Chu Feng stood behind Shen Yian and asked.

"A lot, but this rain is still too light to cover up the smell of rotting blood."

Shen Yian raised his hand, and the moment the raindrops were about to touch his skin, they were evaporated completely by the protective internal energy.

"Your Excellency, if some innocent people are involved, it will inevitably cause great panic. May I ask, Your Excellency, if Tianwu City is in turmoil due to this, how should we remedy it? In one word, kill?"

Chu Feng asked again.

The next second, the terrifying pressure like a mountain collapse and the sky falling down pressed down on him. He staggered and was forced to half-kneel.

"Are you teaching me how to act?"

Shen Yian's eyes fell on Chu Feng, as if he was looking at a dead person: "Just because I let you stand here doesn't mean you are qualified to sit on the same level as me."

"You have achieved what you have today not because you are so outstanding, but because someone chose you and paved the way for you. Your current prestige is just a blessing given to you by your status. Without the Suzaku status, you would be nothing in today's martial arts world."

Shen Yian looked at Chu Feng, who was using all his strength to resist him, and pointed a finger at him.

He has been tolerating Chu Feng for quite some time since he came here.

I came here to give orders, not to discuss with the other party.

Regarding the teahouse incident, I thought the other party had let it go, but I never imagined that I was overthinking it.

Chu Feng is still the Chu Feng of that night.

He simply knew his true identity as the Emperor's envoy, but no changes had taken place within him.

Thinking that Chu Feng would have to stay in Tianwu City for another year, Shen Yian really wanted to kill him.

"Your Excellency, the Imperial Envoy."

An old voice brought Shen Yian back to his senses.

"Mr. Yang."

Shen Yian withdrew his fingers, turned his head and smiled bitterly.

Yang Ding, leaning on a cane, arrived at the top of the pavilion where the two of them were without knowing when.

"Thank you, Lord Imperial Envoy, for showing mercy."

Yang Ding bowed again.

Shen Yian hurriedly supported Yang Ding: "Mr. Yang, you are too polite. I don't plan to do anything to him. I just want to dampen his enthusiasm."

"Get up."

Yang Ding looked at Chu Feng, who was tapping the tiles with his walking stick, and spoke.

"Meet Mr. Yang."

Chu Feng stood up and saluted quickly.

"You kid, you actually make your master worry every day."

Yang Ding said in a serious tone.

"The boy knows his mistake."

Chu Feng lowered his head.

"You are a child who never feels pain or mistakes. You are very arrogant and your master has helped you clean up your mess."

While Yang Ding was giving a lecture, he took out a golden scroll and said, "Receive the imperial edict!"