Chapter 21 An unexpected car accident
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"Tell me, who ordered you?"
Jun Wuxie looked down at the middle-aged man with cold eyes.
"Who is the one who ordered you to kill people and rob?"
The middle-aged man said.
"Let me guess." Jun Wuxie sneered: "You have the b****y aura, but it is basically not human. It should be accumulated from killing many fierce beasts."
The middle-aged man had no expression.
"You are bounty hunters from a mercenary group, from a city outside Qingyang City. Only people in Qingyang City know that I got the Dahe Haixuan Order and the Juqi Pill, so you are related to someone in Qingyang City."
The corner of the middle-aged man's eye twitched and his face changed.
This young man actually analyzed it so clearly in such a short time!
"Heh, the city you are in should be bigger than Qingyang City, so there are people like you who are in the Condensation Realm. In Qingyang City, apart from the Hunter Guild, who else can invite you?"
"You..." The middle-aged man changed his attitude and said in a deep voice: "If I tell you, will you promise not to kill me?"
"Go ahead, I won't kill you."
Jun Wuxie nodded.
"It's Yuan Ji, the manager of the Qingyang City Hunter Guild. He promised to give our Iron Cavalry Mercenary Group a quota for Hunter Guild members!"
Yuan Ji!
Jun Wuxie had guessed earlier that it was the middle-aged manager who targeted him in the Hunter Guild, and it turned out to be him.
"I told you, you promised not to kill me!"
The middle-aged man looked at Jun Wuxie hopefully.
Jun Wuxie suddenly made a move and shattered his Dantian with one kick.
The middle-aged man screamed, his face twisted, and roared: "You are untrustworthy, damn it!"
Crack!
As soon as he finished speaking, his arms and legs were broken again.
"I always keep my word. If I say I won't kill you, I won't kill you."
Jun Wuxie put away his spirit bow and drove the carriage past. As the middle-aged man screamed, he ran over him. His flesh and blood were blurred and his whole body was crushed.
"This is just an accidental car accident."
Jun Wuxie spoke lightly. At dusk, the carriage disappeared at the end of the official road.
He felt a little regretful that Yuan Ji didn't come in person.
Although Yuan Ji was only the manager of the Qingyang City Hunter Guild, due to the special nature of the Hunter Guild, with his position, there were really many masters who could be invited, and it was even possible to issue a hidden task to reward him.
"Brother Wuxie."
Xiao Yueyao opened the car door, lifted the curtain, and stuck her head out.
"Yueyao, did I wake you up just now?"
She shook her head and said, "Yueyao is a little hungry and can't sleep."
"Brother will find a place to stay and find you something to eat." Jun Wuxie let the horse run along the official road by itself, turned around and pulled Yueyao into the carriage, saying, "It's cold outside, don't catch a cold, come and cover yourself with a quilt."
...
At this moment, the place where Jun Wuxie fought.
Yuan Ji looked at the corpses on the ground, his face as gloomy as water.
"A bunch of trash, didn't they say that with a spirit bow in hand, they are infallible?" He looked into the distance with a cold look in his eyes, and said to himself, "It seems that we can only make plans when we reach Fengtian City. Jun Wuxie, you have the lady to protect you in Qingyang City, who else can protect you in Fengtian City?"
At the same time, in a certain section of the forest on both sides of this official road, two figures were talking in a low voice.
"Elder Qi is too cautious. Even if Jun Wuxie is very capable, he is just a warrior who has just entered the Xiantian realm. Once I make a move, I will kill him in one move!"
"Fifth Elder, don't underestimate the person Ji Yinlan values. This person must have had a strange encounter with the sword and the human body. It is hard to say that he will not have some unexpected means. Whether this success or failure is related to whether I can get the opportunity to join the Dahe Sword Sect, and I can't afford to lose."
"Miss, what you said makes sense. I will do as you say."
...
In a dilapidated temple, Jun Wuxie lit a bonfire and roasted two pheasants, and the meat smelled fragrant.
Xiao Yueyao was wrapped in a blanket, curled up beside him, and her body trembled slightly.
"Are you cold?"
Jun Wuxie held her in his arms and found that her body was so cold that the blanket wrapped around her body exuded a trace of coldness.
"Yueyao is fine."
She shook her head and smiled sweetly at Jun Wuxie.
"Come, eat something and have a good sleep."
Jun Wuxie tore the roasted pheasant into small pieces and fed them to her.
Looking at her pale face, he felt uncomfortable and anxious.
Yueyao's physical condition changed too quickly, but there were still 19 days before the Dahe Sword Sect's disciple assessment. It would take at least 19 days before the Dahe Sword Sect's doctors could treat her.
"Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious, much better than wild vegetable porridge."
Jun Wuxie's heart trembled fiercely.
Wild vegetable porridge!
For half a year, the Xiao family almost cut off their food supply, only giving them one steamed bun every day, and he always thought it was two.
Yueyao gave him that one steamed bun, and she filled her stomach by digging wild vegetables when she went out to collect herbs every day?
She was so young, but she had always been by his side, never leaving him, no matter how hard and difficult life was.
She took care of him with her own life.
He owed her so much...
"Brother Wuxie, what's wrong with you..."
Seeing Jun Wuxie's eyes wet, tears welled up in Xiao Yueyao's eyes.
With a clang.
The door of the ruined temple was suddenly knocked open.
A b****y, pale-faced woman rushed in.
As soon as she saw Jun Wuxie, the woman's desperate eyes suddenly brightened.
"Sir, save me, save me, someone wants to kill me!"
The woman staggered to Jun Wuxie, saw the pheasant on the bonfire, and swallowed her saliva.
Xiao Yueyao was a little scared and shrank into Jun Wuxie's arms.
Jun Wuxie frowned slightly and handed a roasted pheasant to the woman.
The woman didn't say thank you, but wolfed down the pheasant, crying in panic while eating, "Young Master, save me, someone wants to kill me, he will catch up here soon!"
Jun Wuxie didn't respond, just looked at her calmly.
The woman who suddenly broke in was probably in her early twenties. Although her face was pale, she couldn't hide her delicate beauty. Her figure was plump and hot, very feminine.
"Young Master, please, please be kind!"
The woman begged, tears blurred, pitiful.
"Keep running, how far can you run in front of me?"
A cold and slightly teasing voice came from outside, and almost at the same time, an old man came to the yard and stepped into the ruined temple.
Seeing Jun Wuxie, the old man was slightly startled, then showed a disdainful expression, and his eyes turned to the pale-faced woman in front of the bonfire.
"Young Master, save me!"
The woman hid behind Jun Wuxie in panic.
"I'm just passing by. Your grievances have nothing to do with me."
Jun Wuxie spoke lightly, ignoring him, pulling Yueyao to leave.
"Want to leave? Since you've seen me today, I'm going to kill you."
While the old man was speaking, he attacked Jun Wuxie directly, blasting him with a palm.
The strong true qi wrapped in a strong wind instantly extinguished the bonfire. Before it even reached him, Jun Wuxie felt a strong sense of oppression.
The late stage of Qi Condensation!
He felt depressed.
The strong man in this realm is only two small realms lower than Elder Qi.
He is now only in the first stage of the Innate Realm, and the gap between the two realms is too large!
Dragon and Tiger Power!
Jun Wuxie gathered all his blood and evolved his fist to the extreme. While pushing Yueyao away, he suddenly rose up and punched her.
With a bang.
He felt like he was bombarded by a mountain that was crushing him.
The blood tiger condensed by the dragon and tiger power collapsed instantly. The huge force hit him, causing his feet to slide back six or seven meters on the ground. The blood in his body churned, and a mouthful of blood rushed out of his throat.
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