This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 87
The night wind blows the willows, the night is deep, the moon and stars are scarce, people can't sleep, there are only sporadic wind noises in the huge courtyard, a long candle is half burned, and the sleepiness that arrived as expected crushed Lu Hanjiang. He got up from his seat, and the two The little girl looked like a frightened rabbit, staring at him with two red eyes, it was a bit creepy at night.

Xie Konglou lost as soon as he lost, and even misinterpreted the bet, which left him with two troubles.

One big and two young, the three of them looked at each other awkwardly at a distance of four or five steps. Lu Hanjiang looked at the secret in his hand, he couldn't cut it with a sword, could he?

His idea was just a funny joke, but the little girl's reaction was fierce and scary. I saw that the maid who was only trembling during the day suddenly seemed to be on the ghost, and the dagger in her sleeve Sliding it into his hand, he flew forward and stabbed over.

Lu Hanjiang flipped the secret in his hand, using only the scabbard to remove the power of the short sword, he grabbed the maid by the neck with his left hand, and pushed her onto the table, all the tea sets fell to the ground, and the other The maid exclaimed, and immediately fainted from fright.

How could the same background train two girls with such an obvious gap? Lu Hanjiang narrowed his eyes, looked at the maid who was struggling under her hands, and asked, "You are not from Qingmeizhuang, who are you?"

"Oh, Happy Pie, you—uh!"

Lu Hanjiang was not interested in talking nonsense with her, the strength of his left hand increased little by little, the reddened face of the maid gradually began to turn purple, and the color of fear slowly began to appear in her bloodshot eyes, her two hands clasped on those few On a finger that was as hard as a block of iron, but could not move an inch.

"Slow, slow—"

Before the persecution of death, all the dignity, persistence, and arrogance of the little maid were like a joke. She was like a dying fish on the beach, and her powerless resistance was meaningless.

"I, I am - I am a disciple of Xuehua Palace!"

After clarifying her identity in one breath, the little maid finally got a chance to breathe. She slipped from the table and fell to the floor, coughing while clutching her bruised neck, her curled up body was still trembling slightly.

"Snow Palace"

It turned out to be the subordinate of the devilish ice beauty. Lu Hanjiang knelt down, took the silk handkerchief from the waist of the Xuehua Palace disciple, wiped his hands and threw it back to her, and asked, "Is Xuehua Palace sending you here?" For what purpose?"

"Take away, take away the relics left in Southern Shaolin."

This Xuehua Palace disciple's breathing is still a bit difficult, but the meaning in the words is very clear. After all, the mission of the sect has been exposed. After returning, the palace lord may sentence her to death, but if she doesn't say it, then she must die now .

Between life and death, she didn't have the quick wit to make up an excuse to fool Lu Hanjiang, and now it's hard to ride a tiger. After weighing it, this Xuehua Palace disciple decided to gamble on the compassion of her palace master.

"Sherry?"

Lu Hanjiang was very puzzled by this. Southern Shaolin has been passed down for many years and has produced countless eminent monks. There should be more or less such relics. However, Xuehua Palace is full of women who do not want to be bound by secular dogma. What do they want? ?
"Why do you want this relic?" Lu Hanjiang asked directly, although he had already guessed in his heart that an ordinary disciple should only know one thing about this kind of thing and not the other.

"No, I don't know."

This is the truth, this disciple is just one of the many ordinary disciples in Xuehua Palace, how could she know the inside story of such an important matter, just to survive, so she naturally has something to say.

"The Lord Palace Master sent us sisters to sneak into the temple and snatch the relics while Nan Shaolin was dealing with Huangfu Yushu."

Lu Hanjiang was speechless, what's the point of saving face Xuehua Palace, it seems that you guys are very capable if you say stealing as seizing.

"How many people did you send?"

"As far as I know, besides me, there should be seven or eight sisters, but I don't know what kind of identities they used to sneak in." When Lu Hanjiang asked, the Xuehua Palace disciple said everything like a bamboo tube.

The method of secrecy is well done, but——

"With just a few of you, you dare to come to Shaolin Temple?"

It's not that Lu Hanjiang looked down on them, Nan Shaolin is one of the top sects of the righteous way anyway, so they sent so few rotten fish and rotten shrimps, it's because your Xuehua Palace is gone, or the abbot can't hold the Zen stick.

"I heard," the Xuehua Palace disciple hesitated for a moment, and finally said through gritted teeth, "I heard that the Young Palace Master has also come."

"." Lu Hanjiang was silent. So, where did this group of people get their confidence? They really thought that the prestige of Southern Shaolin could not be pinched.

"I've told you everything I know, and I implore the young hero to spare the little girl's life." The Xuehua Palace disciple knelt down on the ground, sincerely and extremely humble.

Lu Hanjiang did not rush to agree, he glanced at the other maid who fainted earlier from the corner of his eye, and said, "This girl just saw you doing something, how should I deal with it?"

"Don't worry, young man."

A trace of fierceness flashed in the Xuehua Palace disciple's eyes, he got up and went towards the girl on the ground, a chill condensed on his palms, and directly slapped the girl's head.

In an instant, the girl on the ground suddenly opened her eyes, she was no longer as weak as a rabbit in front of her, as nimble as a cat, as cold as a fox, she pointed at the Xuehua Palace disciple's chest like lightning, and the latter's movements Immediately fell into a samadhi and froze in place.

The girl stretched out her hand, caressing the Xuehua Palace disciple's cheek, the soft and watery words fell into her ears, but became the voice of urging her to die.

"Ah Qing, I taught you the first day you entered Xuehua Palace, what will happen to those who betray you."

"You are--!"

The disciple of Xuehua Palace stared wide-eyed, looking at the girl in disbelief, but the latter gently covered her eyes with his palm, and before she could cry out for mercy, she wiped clean He cut open her neck neatly with the dagger.

"Uh, uh, uh."

The blood gushing disciple of Xuehua Palace didn't last long before he lost blood and died. The girl covered her eyes full of horror and regret, and then stood up and looked at Lu Hanjiang.

She bowed her knees and gave a blessing, and said softly: "The disciples of Xuehua Palace are not good, let the young master see a joke."

With a smile on his face, Lu Hanjiang watched the farce from beginning to end. He tried to guess the identity of the woman: "Xuehua Palace, Young Palace Master?"

"Xuehua Palace Linglong, I have met Young Master Yue."

Her rhetoric was her recognition of the young palace master's identity, but Lu Hanjiang did not expect that the young master Xie of Qingmei Zhuang was so lucky that even two maids were dumped.

But she stretched out her hand, gently pulled on one side of her cheek, and a thin mask was removed, revealing her seductive and troubled face. Looking at her like this, she is really the face in the mirror, under the moon The shadows are as graceful as delicate flowers and jade standing, and looking back like spring flowers suddenly.

Such a peerless beauty, even that Lu Hanjiang, became jealous at this moment.

His heart was like an ant in a hot pot. Although he had already noticed that this woman was pretending to be dizzy before, he never expected that she would have such a powerful disguise technique.

If this skill can be mastered, coupled with his little non-phase skill, wouldn't it be even more powerful?

　Thank you for your recommendation and support from the judges, thank you, suck to death, the world is full of smoke and fire, that's Cantonese, thank you for your reward!

　　
　
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