Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 403 Killing Yingxi
In this way, at least temporarily, you can be full, and you don't have to worry about dying at any time.

Zhao Jin looked at the refugee camp, which was devastated, and his ears were filled with cries and cries of pain. Every once in a while, someone died of serious injuries or starvation.

This is not an extremely cold winter day, otherwise more people will die.

"Old man, auntie, do you know the leading supervisor? Is it his order?"

"This one……"

The old man hesitated and said, "The officials must have murdered a lot of innocent people. As for the people, we can only know the clothes. Besides, we don't know who gave the order!"

Zhao Jin sighed regretfully.

It would be even better if these people could be corrected as witnesses.

Mr. Fu was "worried" by the people in Kyoto that it would be very difficult for him to return to Kyoto by himself, so he could only return to Beijing with physical evidence, and it is impossible to have personal evidence.

Only when the witnesses and material evidence are complete can the whole case be sealed.

It's just a pity, not to mention knowing Kong Yue, they probably don't even know the people around Kong Yue, so they can't be witnesses in this case.

"Lang Jun, please stay."

Just when Zhao Jin was lost, a woman's voice sounded behind him.

Zhao Jin and Gu Qingjue turned their heads at the same time, looking at the owner of the voice.

It was a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old, her height reached Zhao Jin's shoulders, her hair was disheveled, with grass clippings on it, her small face was sallow, and her eyes were extraordinarily large.

She looked at the two of them timidly, holding her fists tightly and placing them on the outside of her thighs.

"Girl, did you call us?"

The girl in front of her nodded and took two steps forward. Both of them looked down at the same time. On this early spring day, the girl only had a pair of broken cloth shoes on her feet.

And the cloth shoes obviously didn't fit her feet, her big big toe was exposed, and her big toe was already sore from the cold.

The actions of the two calmed down the girl in front of her: "These shoes belong to my younger sister. She died last month. These shoes were taken off her feet."

Zhao Jin: "Where are your parents?"

"They're all dead, and I'm the only one left at home."

The two big men don't know what to say at this moment.

Zhao Jin grew up in Kyoto, and the worst person he has ever seen is Liu Shaoan from Liujia Village.But when Liu Shaoan was in misery, he was not as miserable as the girl in front of him.

As for Gu Qingjue, he was quite miserable.

Both parents died, but at least there are younger siblings and an unmarried wife.

When his life was the hardest, he still had black noodles to eat, clean shoes to wear, and a spacious and bright house to live in.

Compared with this girl, he is much luckier.

Zhao Jin wanted to say that if she wanted to, she could go back to Beijing with him, and he would find something for her to do, at least to support herself.

But she heard her say: "You two gentlemen, do you want witnesses?"

Zhao Jin nodded after two breaths.

I didn't expect this girl to be so transparent.

"Girl, if you don't want to, don't force it."

"I wish, my family members are all dead, and I happened to have seen the appearance of that lord. He ruined my sister and beat her to death with his own hands."

Zhao Jin wasn't sure if the lord the girl was referring to was Kong Yue.

But whether it is or not.

Having such a personal certificate is better than nothing.

Just like that, the two of them took the girl named Xiaodie with them and prepared to return to Beijing, but Xiaodie was too weak to travel day and night like them.

I had no choice but to decide that Gu Qingjue would take the first step.

Trying to stop Yingxia as much as possible, Zhao Jin took Xiaodie to practice for two days, and returned to Beijing after her health improved.

Gu Qingjue's speed was not too fast, half a day later, he ran into Ying Xi.

Yingxi came back from Chongyi, riding fast all the way, exhausted, and didn't have the heart to control the passers-by on the road, so he just drove past Gu Qingjue.

Gu Qingjue followed Yingxi not far or near.

By the time Yingxi realized it, the two had already entered the Runing Mansion (now Zhumadian, Henan), only half a day away from Kyoto.

They didn't see Mr. Fu along the way, and according to his itinerary, he should have already entered Beijing.

After Yingxi noticed that someone was following him, he deliberately walked to the path, drove the horses away, and then hid in a big tree, waiting for the person who came.

When Gu Qingjue changed direction in Yingxi, he knew that the other party must have noticed it.

There is still half a day to Kyoto, it is time.

The woods were eerily quiet, the midday sun cast mottled shadows through the dense trees.

The horse under Gu Qingjue stopped moving when it was about two feet away from the big tree, as if it had sensed the killing intent ahead.

Gu Qingjue was holding the horse rope with his left hand, while his right hand was quietly placed on the hilt of his sword.

The horse was circling uneasily, Gu Qingjue held his breath and looked around intently.

Suddenly, the air flow floated behind him, Gu Qingjue's ears moved slightly, and then he dodged to the left at an extremely fast speed.

Almost at the same moment, Gu Qingjue jumped up, put his right foot on the horse's back, and when he turned back, Ying Xi, who was dressed in black and masked, was already stabbing at Gu Qingjue with a sharp sword in his hand. .

Gu Qingjue didn't dodge, and directly challenged Yingxi in mid-air.

Both of them are masters, they don't have any tricks, they just greet each other's life gate, the more Ying Xi fights, the more frightened he becomes.

In terms of internal strength, he is naturally not as good as himself.

After all, I have been practicing martial arts for 26 years, but this man's sword style is very similar to the most powerful Ling Xiao sword technique among the Zeng's sword techniques that have disappeared.

Sword cultivators all know that Zeng's sword technique is unique among their sword cultivators.

And Ling Xiao's swordsmanship is an unattainable peak.

Where did this seventeen or eighteen-year-old man in front of him learn the Ling Xiao swordsmanship?

"Are you from the Zeng family?"

"I am the one who has defeated myself."

Ying Xi was really shocked. He knew that Zeng Shengji was not dead, but he didn't know that Zeng Shengji had accepted an apprentice in the past four or five years, and that his apprentice was so powerful.

A master's fight is not only in the sword style, but also in the mentality.

And Ling Xiao's swordsmanship, the sword intent that is only fast and unbreakable, is most suitable for Gu Qingjue's personality.

When Gu Qingjue tore a hole in Yingxi's inner defense, it was only a matter of time before he was strangled.

Half an hour later, Ying Xi's proud swordsmanship was finally defeated by a young man under the age of 17, and the price of his failure was his life.

Killing Yingxi is equivalent to cutting off Kong Chong's arm.

The next step is to slowly cut off his tentacles one by one, and then uproot the forces that have taken root in the court.

Make it impossible for him to stand up again.

Fu Bi returned to Beijing with the evidence, shocking the ruling and opposition parties.

Kong Yue murdered dozens of innocent civilians for his own benefit, and used the corpses of the civilians to emerge as a rebel army, pretending to be the leader of the army. Not only that, but in those days in Guiyang County, he raped young girls, and many girls resisted and were beaten to death. .

Kong Yue cried bitterly in the hall, even if Fu Bi threw the evidence in front of him, he still shouted for injustice.

　There is another chapter at noon!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)