Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 71: Able to kill, qualified to enter Tang Tomb
Feng Qin held the short blade on his broken arm, his expression cold and his eyes flashing with distracting thoughts.

Even on the Internet, many people jokingly claim that they can kill decisively and that killing someone is as easy as killing a chicken.

But when a life is really in front of you, your hands can't stop shaking and your stomach churns.

But if we don't kill him, given this guy's ruthlessness, it will only be laying mines for the future.

Moreover, killing Quan Xing is not against the rules.

Whether it was Longhu Mountain, or the various subsequent fights, Quan Xing’s death, or even the fighting between aliens, none of them would be counted in the discipline.

Because of the population red line, Nadutong would turn a blind eye to such killings between two or three people, unless the person killed was a famous person.

While Feng Qin was hesitating, the thin young man had already said more than a dozen words to beg for mercy.

"I was actually forced into Quan Xing. I'm an upright person!"

"When I was ten, my father was a gambler and my mother was seriously ill. I survived by picking up trash."

"You can't kill me. If you kill me, you'll be a bad person. Please let me go. I will never set foot in Chongqing again in my life!"

……

Even while begging for mercy, his eyes were constantly searching around for a weapon that could help him fight back.

This mentality and determination to fight back made Feng Qin's eyelids jump.

"Thank you for teaching me a lot."

Seeing that he was determined to kill him by any means necessary.

Feng Qin finally raised the short blade in his hand.

Swah——

A knife into the throat.

I'll kill this life with my own hands!

Swish!
The opponent was already dead, but Feng Qin still stabbed him with a second blow.

My hands were shaking badly too.

So, this is what it feels like.

Feng Qin finally couldn't help it and vomited out everything he had eaten yesterday.

After vomiting, there was nothing left in his stomach, but he was still moving and retching.

The touch...it's hard not to feel disgusted.

"died…"

Feng Qin managed to hold back the urge to vomit and looked back at the mutilated corpse.

He stared with his eyes fixed, and if there was any movement at all, he would not hesitate to strike again.

If you want to kill, you must make sure the other person is completely dead.

This is the bottom line.

We must not leave any future troubles.

Too many people plant a bomb for themselves and even those around them because of a moment of weakness.

Feng Qin would never want to be that kind of person.

Time passed little by little, and the blood gradually dried on the ground. Feng Qin slowly stood up and wanted to collect the hidden thread that still had blood stains.

"Didn't Tang Qiushan teach you that the hidden line is stained with blood and needs to be shaken off before it can be collected?"

In the empty alley, an old and powerful voice was heard, which frightened Feng Qin so much that he clamped six steel needles between his fingers, turned around suddenly, and assumed a fighting stance.

In the distance, in a corner where the sunlight could not reach, a ray of reflected light flashed, and Tang Miaoxing walked out slowly from it.

He just flicked it lightly like an old hand, and the invisible line hanging in the air vibrated. The bloodstains stuck on it were instantly shaken off, and the whole invisible line returned to its imperceptible state.

Feng Qin did not immediately put away the hidden line that had been cleared.

Instead, he faced Tang Miaoxing honestly, thinking about what to say.

I really killed someone.

But...he's a fully-powered demon, so...should be fine, right?

"Feng Qin, I meet the Principal."

"You killed someone."

"..."

Tang Miaoxing's tone was cold and his expression was serious.

Even Feng Qin felt uneasy when he saw this. For a moment he didn't know whether Tang Miaoxing was angry or just had this kind of personality.

"Do you know what it means if an alien has no respect for life?" Tang Miaoxing didn't even look at the corpse on the ground. From the time he came out until now, his eyes had never left Feng Qin.

"Does it mean... that I will probably act on impulse and make irreparable mistakes in the future?"

Feng Qin was asked this question suddenly, and since he had just killed someone, his mind was blank and he couldn't think of a good answer.

Tang Miaoxing's expression was still tense, his tone was still cold, even harsh.

"Are the disciples of my Tang Sect such worthless people?"

"No... No, I was too impulsive, I..."

Feng Qin almost let the cat out of the bag.

Fortunately, Tang Miaoxing did not give him the chance to say more.

"We, the Tang Sect, can take care of this life for you, but you also have to show that you are worthy of us, the Tang Sect, to clean up your mess."

"So...what should I do?"

Feng Qin thought that since the other party was Quan Xing, he could just kill him and leave him alone.

Just like when the Heavenly Master came down the mountain, he killed anyone he saw, no matter where they were.

I never thought that there was a process for cleaning up the bodies.

Tang Miaoxing didn't waste any words and threw out a floor plan with a few simple drawings on it, which was very sloppy.

After looking at it for a long time, Feng Qin was sure that it was a map.

"I'll give you one night. Go to the location I marked before tomorrow morning. Don't let anyone know."

Feng Qin nodded somewhat confusedly.

"Why don't you leave? Are you waiting to be caught?"

Tang Miaoxing snorted coldly, and Feng Qin quickly put away the hidden thread, and the silver and steel needles scattered around, and ran away.

"Principal, I'm sorry. This time... I was really impulsive."

"Walk."

"..."

After Feng Qin recovered from his shock, he wanted to say something nice, but Tang Miaoxing didn't give him the chance at all.

Even though I felt unhappy, I couldn't stay here for too long and had to leave.

Hearing Feng Qin's footsteps fading away, Tang Miaoxing, who had been frowning, finally smiled.

"Not only did he kill someone, but he also finished him off. Not bad... If you don't even dare to kill this kind of person, you don't have the qualifications to enter the Tang Tomb."

Tread...

As soon as Feng Qin left, Zhong Jirong, the person in charge of this area, who was the manager who took Feng Qin to register, came running over.

Seeing the corpse with severed limbs on the ground, Zhong Jirong couldn't help but take a step back, unable to bear to look at it.

"That Sect Leader Tang, I checked the surveillance. It was the three disciples of your Tang Sect who worked together to kill him, right?"

Facing Tang Miaoxing, Zhong Jirong could only remain neither humble nor arrogant, but he felt uneasy in his heart.

If possible, he would rather not talk to the person in front of him for the rest of his life.

"and then."

Tang Miaoxing raised his head slightly, and his tone was so casual, as if the body lying there was not a human body at all.

"Then... we need those three disciples to register wherever they go. Although the other party is Quan Xing, it is a life after all. Don't worry, just register..."

"Please take care of this body. You can handle the registration yourself."

Tang Miaoxing swept his hand lightly, and the traces left on the wall by the hidden line arrangement were easily wiped off.

Zhong Jirong just stared blankly at Tang Miaoxing destroying the scene, erasing all the evidence, and left calmly.

He looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at Tang Miaoxing who seemed to be taking a walk.

"I knew it... I got wind of this for no reason, and I must have been tricked into dealing with this mess."

Zhong Jirong is not a dog of the Tang Sect, so it is impossible for him to keep an eye on the safety of the Tang Sect disciples 24 hours a day.

The reason I got wind of this and came here was because Tang Miaoxing revealed it in advance.

Even though he knew it, he had to come.

after all…

"That's what Nadutong does."

Zhong Jirong convinced himself and began to arrange manpower to handle the scene.

(End of this chapter)