Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 38: The Panic of Realm and Su Miaojin

When a person who is used to doing good suddenly turns evil, the deep-seated evil thoughts buried in their heart pour out like the fierce fire of the Underworld, burning uncontrollably.

This sentence is the most suitable to describe Murong Xiu's current state.

Ignoring Su Miaojin's almost furious gaze, he continued to speak: "This woman stayed in our bandit stronghold for a few nights, and rumors have already spread in the capital that she has been defiled.

Although her aura is still pure and she may not have lost her virginity, once the reputation spreads, who can explain it? The head of the family has taken on a great reputation, so it's better to make a clean break. Besides, the head of the family has never experienced such a charming woman, right? Hahaha..."

Oh...

That makes sense.

Xin Zhuo looked at Su Miaojin with a playful expression.

Su Miaojin originally didn't want to speak on this matter that involved her innocence and shame, as no matter how she said it, it didn't feel right. But at this moment, she couldn't care too much anymore and said, "Murong Xiu, as the eldest grandson of the Murong family, you have a hypocritical and filthy heart. It's one thing if you've had the intention to become a thief, but why instigate others to defile my innocence?

Is this how a person should behave? Is this how the Murong family taught you? Do you have any sisters or close relatives?"

Murong Xiu chuckled and said carelessly, "None! I am just a thief. Life and death are just a matter of opening and closing my eyes. What family? I not only think that the head of the family will deal with you, but also deal with you severely. Stop pretending to be a noble lady from a prestigious family. You are now a hostage."

"You shameless!" Su Miaojin clenched her fists, wishing to punch Murong Xiu.

Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang exchanged glances and felt that it was a bit too much. How come this guy, right from the start, seems more like a bandit than us?

Murong Xiu looked at Xin Zhuo and said seriously, "This matter may not be important, but the head of the family must not leave Su Miaojin's side. You should know that the seemingly well-behaved scholar is actually a disciple abandoned by the Tai Ping Palace, a seventh-grade realm expert. With his Plum Blossom Needle technique, he is a seventh-grade master and poses a deadly threat.

We have already discussed this before coming. As long as Su Miaojin is not held at knifepoint, the scholar will find the right opportunity to strike, hitting the head of the family's vital point with a needle.

At that time, the rest of us will swarm in, and in no time, we can wipe out the stronghold and successfully rescue her."

"This..." Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, at that time, the knife was indeed held at Su Miaojin's neck. Otherwise, if the Plum Blossom Needle had killed the head of the family, everything would have been over!

Xin Zhuo also broke out in a cold sweat. Wasn't this the routine of a sniper from his previous life, shooting down the bandits with one shot?

Hidden Weapons and such, he didn't understand!

Huang Dagui slammed the table hard and pointed at Su Miaojin, saying, "This slippery ball, the head of the family, let's kill her now and throw her head down to demonstrate!"

"... " Su Miaojin's face turned serious.

"Where can we run if we kill her? Stop talking nonsense."

Xin Zhuo waved his hand, signaling them to disperse, and turned back to his room.

Murong Xiu's words woke him up. As more and more experts gathered in the capital, those skilled in poison and hidden weapons, there would always be an opportunity to strike. He himself was not invincible.

It's better to be cautious!

After sitting for a while, he remembered the main task and immediately summoned the "Lunar Serenity Well" to check Murong Xiu's situation in the well.

[Spiritual Sacrifice: 13/15.

Murong Xiu: Loyalty 100, 21 years old, remaining lifespan 55, seventh-grade realm, handsome, disguise, kidney deficiency, castration.

Clear Sky Flying Crane Sword Technique: Mahayana!

Floating Steps: Small Vehicle!

Illusory Dark Bright Heart Technique: Mahayana!]

This cultivation technique seemed average at best, even less flashy than Yuan Mo'er's cultivation technique.

Murong Xiu's high realm probably couldn't be separated from the resources of his family.

However, that small sword's buff...

He reached out his right hand and grasped it!

Moonlight: 40/100.

[Clear Sky Flying Crane Sword Technique of Mahayana]

[Unstable seventh-grade realm]

There were only two abilities.

Indeed, the other 12 spiritual sacrifices currently had no value to share. They could only focus on Murong Xiu alone.

Xin Zhuo subconsciously glanced at his crotch. Fortunately, the most outstanding quality of Lord Murong is not kidney deficiency or castration. Otherwise, no matter how much he absorbs and upgrades, he would probably not be able to escape.

Castration and kidney deficiency for the Mahayana Qingkong Youhe Sword Technique?

Just thinking about it is terrifying.

Absorption!

The whirlpool of well water drilled into his fingertips, and a strange force instantly spread throughout his body. The unfamiliar meridians and acupoints felt sore and tingling, followed by an indescribable force filling his entire body.

[Well Master: Xin Zhuo.]

...

[Realm: Sub-seventh rank. One in ten enters the seventh rank.]

[Technique: Three Elements True Yang Supreme Heart Technique. True Qi is emitted externally, attacking with a weapon.]

He has upgraded again, reaching the sub-seventh rank realm!

This Murong Xiu is really here to deliver a pillow.

Xin Zhuo suddenly understood why Murong Xiu could bring a group of small sword buffs when attacking. This is a characteristic after entering the sub-seventh rank realm.

After thinking for a moment, he tightly gripped the Yanying Blade and swung it in the air.

"Swish!" A piercing sound of the blade, and more than a dozen slightly smaller blade shadows flashed by.

"Bang bang bang..." More than ten conspicuous blade marks appeared on the ground, with dust flying.

He was stunned for a moment. No wonder Cui Ying'er said that a certain official once repelled thirty thousand cavalry with a single palm!

What kind of terrifying realm characteristics would there be when reaching the transcendent realm?

"Creak..."

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Su Miaojin, holding her skirt, walked in cautiously like a little maid.

She had washed her face somewhere, and her hair was still slightly damp. Without any makeup, her natural beauty was even more stunning.

It seemed that she had changed into a set of light yellow ruqun, no! It was three sets, wrapping her originally curvaceous body into a straight cylindrical shape.

Closing the door and looking at the pits and dust on the ground, she paused and asked, "Are you... angry?"

"Yes!" Xin Zhuo took advantage of the situation, "The people in your family are too terrifying."

Su Miaojin pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and seemed to have made up her mind. "How about... you let me go, and I will persuade them to let you go."

Xin Zhuo thought this was just a joke, walked to the window, and looked at the round moon in the sky outside.

In the courtyard, Cui Ying'er and the others had already returned to their rooms, and Murong Xiu seemed to have gone to Han Jiulang's room, making do for now.

I wonder if this guy can adapt, whether he will continue to be a young master after playing the role of a bandit for a few days?

At this moment, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of a slender figure in the dark maple forest ahead, obviously staring at him.

Bandits wouldn't do such a thing.

Immediately, he tightened the handle of the knife and looked again, but it was gone.

This was definitely not an illusion! A nun? At the foot of the mountain?

This made him feel uneasy. Did that good student avoid the guards and secretly come up to snipe him?

Behind him, Su Miaojin looked at Xin Zhuo's back. After a few days of contact, she found that this little thief was not a wicked and malicious person, but rather principled. Perhaps... she could continue to persuade him.

She bit her lip. "I, I can guarantee your safety. Trust me, as long as you let me go!"

The answer to her was a gleaming knife. Xin Zhuo's eyes were cold. "Tonight, we sleep together!"

Su Miaojin raised her head in astonishment, her face gradually losing color. She panicked, "No, no, King Xin, you... don't listen to Murong Xiu's nonsense. You, you promised to let me leave the mountain, you won't harm me in the slightest!"

Xin Zhuo ignored her, and even tightened the knife, resting it on her neck.

Su Miaojin instinctively stepped back, her eyes filled with tears, and soon large teardrops rolled down. "I, I am already engaged to someone else. That person has a prominent background. Even the current emperor dare not easily provoke his family. You..."

"What does it have to do with me?" Xin Zhuo sneered, "Slippers, get on the bed!"

This kind of threat is too boring. I'm just a small bandit who doesn't know if I'll survive the next day. What do I care about big households or the emperor?

(End of this chapter)