Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 4 Return gift to the Red King
"Xiaoyi, take everyone to chase the horse that ran away!"

The pigeons hovering above Qi Lin's head cooed a few times, and then went to chase the horses that were scared away by the thunder.

Qi Lin walked up to the horse thief who had spared his life, took a few silver needles from the sleeve of the gray robe and pierced his acupuncture points.

The person who was dying just now became refreshed in an instant, and his cloudy eyes became clear again.

"Help, save me! Please!"

The horse thief grabbed Qi Lin's gray robe and asked him for help.

"Tell me your identity, and who is your master?" Qi Lin said indifferently.

Under the threat of death, the leader of the horse thieves said in a panic: "We are horse thieves, 'Longbow chasing wings, hundreds of ghosts walking at night', leaders like me were trained by Tianquan old man."

"It turned out to be from the Red King." Qi Lin immediately remembered the horse thief organization that ran rampant in the northwest, and understood why the other party wanted to chase him.

Red King Xiao Yu is narrow-minded, has a hole in his head, and desperately longs for the approval of others.

For many years, he tried to please Uncle Luo in every possible way, but he couldn't even exchange a single good word.

But Uncle Luo is willing to leave Muliang City for himself and kill those spies, no wonder Xiao Yu is not jealous.

"But how does this guy know my name, Bai Xiaotang or from somewhere else?"

Qi Lin touched his chin, very curious about it.

The spies could tell from the life traces that there were only him and Uncle Luo in Muliang City, but it was impossible for them to know their name from Uncle Luo.

Then Xiao Yu could only obtain his name through other means.

It's fine if it's another way, but if it's Bai Xiaotang, it proves that the White Tiger Envoy is eyeing him.

This would be very troublesome, and Qi Lin was most afraid of trouble.

"Help me, I don't want to die!" The horse thief finished his good deeds in Longbow Chasing Wing, and then called for help in a small voice.

"I never said I would save you!"

Qi Lin indifferently cut off the hope that the horse thief had just raised, then pulled out the silver needle on his body, roasted it with Changhong Qi, and put it back in his sleeve.

"you you you……"

At the last moment of his life, the horse thief wanted to say some curse words, but after a violent heartbeat, he left this world with his eyes open.

Qi Lin's few injections just now awakened the remaining vitality in the opponent's body, and if he was assisted by decoction, there would be no problem in rescuing him.

But when he pulled out the silver needle, his vitality became disordered and he ran around, directly destroying the last chance.

"Very good, it seems that I have stayed in Muliang City for a few years, and my medical skills are still there, just practice more."

From the beginning to the end, Qi Lin didn't look at the corpse under his feet.

Not long after he came to this world, he understood one thing, not everyone is worth living.

These horse thieves who make a living and even take pleasure in plundering and killing people are the kind of people who are not worth living.

"Cuckoo!"

The pigeons brought back the fleeing horses.

"Xiao Yi, tell these horses to take me to where they came from."

Lingge, like the sword master, has guarded Qi Lin for generations. He has developed spiritual wisdom early, communicates with the sword master, and can also talk with beasts, and easily completes the task of translation.

The horses of these horse thieves are trained war horses, they are very obedient, and they agreed to help without asking for anything.

"War horse?" Qi Lin stroked the horse's mane and said with a smile: "It seems that Xiao Yu is also very skilled at enriching his own pockets!"

"But it's a pity that after today, the private army he has carefully cultivated will be finished!"

Courtesy is reciprocal, since Xiao Yu sent someone to chase and kill him, Qi Lin certainly can't be a coward.

He wanted to destroy the horse thieves who "chased the wings with a long bow, and walked in the night with a hundred ghosts", which could be regarded as revenge for those caravans that were looted and slaughtered.

"Now, I'm happy, and the passing caravan is also happy. It's a win-win situation!"

Qi Lin rode on the horse and let the horse carry him to the horse thief's base camp. He only clapped his hands happily at the thought of this.

As for the Red King and the horse thieves, what do you think?
Qi Lin said, sorry, I am not familiar with you.

……

With the guidance of an old horse who knows the way, before the sun goes down, Qi Lin arrives at the base camp where the horse thieves are stationed, ready to sneak in

Qingguang Sword Master Tiaotiao has endured humiliation in the Demon Sect for ten years for revenge. He has been a protector with less than one person and more than ten thousand people, and he is very familiar with the formation of troops.

Qi Lin saw the bright and dark whistles hidden everywhere at a glance, and using his superb lightness kung fu, he crossed the mountain wall silently and flew into the valley.

But seeing the voices of people in this valley, apart from those horse thieves with bows and knives, there are also many ordinary people, men and women.

These ordinary people are under surveillance and do all kinds of hard work, but if there is a slight negligence, the whips in the hands of the supervisors will fall on them severely.

Obviously, these people were all captured by horse thieves from all over the country, and they were forced to serve the prisoners in the logistics of those horse thieves.

"These people have another reason to die."

Qi Lin didn't look at the prisoners who were suffering under the whip, and flew towards the kitchen along the smoke.

How can a person kill hundreds or even thousands of enemies in just one night?

The answer was: Poison.

Coincidentally, Liuqi Pavilion's medical skills are not only unique, but also poisonous techniques.

Yuhua Sword Master Doudou is a Taoist priest who abides by precepts and is merciful. He never uses poisonous techniques to kill people, but Qi Lin is different. He knows exactly what kind of people his compassion should be reserved for.

It was also God's will, these horse thieves were about to hold a banquet today, which was convenient for Qi Lin to start.

He sneaked into the kitchen without a sound, and the cooks who were busy preparing the banquet didn't realize that they had an extra assistant.

Normally speaking, if you want to poison nearly a thousand people, you need a large dose of even a peerless poison.

When Qi Lin came out of Muliang City, he didn't prepare so much. Even if the pigeons worked hard to collect a lot of herbs, they still couldn't get close to the thirsty water.

Fortunately, Liuqi Pavilion's poison technique has never been such an inconvenience.

Qi Lin shuttled between the various stoves, ordering more dishes here and less dishes there, and quickly prepared a recipe for poisonous medicine according to the mutual generation and restraint of the medicinal properties of the ingredients.

But just that, the dose of this banquet is still not enough, he needs to add a primer to the wine.

So he changed suddenly, and there were more faces in the boy carrying the wine.

Night fell quickly, and the valley gradually became lively.

Those horse thieves all joined the banquet, drinking in big bowls and eating meat in big pieces.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere of the banquet reached its climax.

The head of the valley stood up, raised his wine glass, and said to his subordinates: "Brothers, whose meal are we eating?"

"Eat the master's meal!"

"Whose clothes are you wearing?"

"Wear the master's clothes!"

The master nodded in satisfaction, and drew another big cake: "Okay, everyone, remember, the main thing is to follow up with the master, so we can have a big bowl of wine and eat a big piece of meat."

"Done!"

After finishing speaking, the head of the family will drink.

But when the cup came to his mouth, he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his stomach, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"There is poison in the wine!"

As soon as the head of the family spoke up, there was a rebuttal voice from behind: "It's wrong, there is no poison in the wine, and there is no reading in the dishes. Only when you eat vegetables and drink alcohol will you be poisoned."

The person who spoke was Qi Lin, and the horse thieves fell in pieces, and he came out.

Facing the big head who was lying on the seat and holding himself up with true energy, he touched his chin and said: "I have never used such a large-scale poison technique. It seems that the effect is good, but it hurts the peace. It’s better to use it sparingly in the future.”

"why?"

Seeing that the subordinates he had spent several years raising step by step all vomited blood and died, and his true energy was about to be exhausted, he sent out a desperate inquiry.

"Your master wants my head, and I don't want to die, so I can only act first."

Qi Lin suddenly became serious, and his gaze pierced like a sword into the dying heart of the head: "Besides, you bastards have looted passing caravans and surrounding villages in recent years. How many people have you killed? Can you count it clearly?"

"Death from poisoning is considered cheap for you!"

After speaking, Qi Lin flicked his sleeves, turned his head and left.

But the head fell down on the armchair, black blood flowed out from his seven orifices, and his eyes were closed, as if he was extremely unwilling.

　Whisper for support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)