stjorthotic 17. Zhou Chujun! Cao Jun!
17. Zhou Chujun! Cao Jun!
"Young Master!"
"Is there another problem at the factory?"
"No need to worry, I'll go over and see what's going on!"
A rapid knocking sound at the door.
Qiu Qingniu knocked on the door with his usual calm and steady voice.
As the manager of Qiushi Mountain Villa.
Lin Ruosi dared not be negligent in the slightest.
Wearing a long robe and barefoot, he quickly opened the door and went out.
"Master? Instructor Sun? Oh... Miss, you're here too?"
"Is it those bandits from last year coming to demand money again? Or is it Fatty Zhou, who's been competing with us for business, causing trouble with his men?"
"Master, young master, young lady, you are all of noble birth and are most vulnerable to being assaulted by powerful figures! Leave this matter to me and Instructor Sun."
"Instructor Sun, immediately send someone to escort the master and the others back to their inner quarters. Please wait a moment; I'll put on my shoes and come with you right away. We can discuss the details as we walk..."
Qiu Qingqing is afraid of ghosts, but not people.
She had practiced martial arts for several years.
Seeing his elder brother and Coach Sun acting suspiciously.
So they followed.
It was she who knocked on the door.
Lin Ruosi is thirty years old.
He is not tall and has a baby face.
He looks no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, no wonder everyone calls him Brother Lin.
Based solely on what is seen before one's eyes.
If it weren't for those ghostly words just now.
Yang Zhao had an absolutely excellent impression of Lin Ruosi.
"You can know a person's face but not their heart; you can't easily trust any so-called honest person!"
Yang Zhao reminded himself.
"Young Master, what's wrong?"
Lin Ruosi wanted to go back inside to put on her shoes.
He almost bumped into the chests of the two guards blocking the entrance.
He turned around and looked blankly at Qiu Qingniu, his best friend.
"Brother Lin, we have some questions we'd like to ask you and your wife."
Until this moment.
Qiu Qingniu still firmly believes.
There must be some misunderstanding between Brother Zhao and Brother Xiaolin.
"Sister-in-law..."
"What sister-in-law?"
"Young master, you must be joking. Everyone knows I live alone. Where would a sister-in-law come from?"
Lin Ruosi subconsciously glanced into the room.
His expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
He tightened his long robe with both hands.
His knuckles, gripping the long gown, were somewhat white.
Lin Ruosi definitely has a problem!
Except for Qiu Qingqing.
Everyone present was a seasoned veteran.
Ten guards, no orders needed.
They had already drawn their swords and surrounded Lin Ruosi.
They were just waiting for their master's order.
"Lin Ruosi, quickly bring your wife Zhou Chujun out!"
In chaotic times.
Being able to be alone.
Traveling between Qinghe County and Yanggu County.
The young master of Qiushi Manor is no ordinary man.
The thought crossed my mind and the words slipped out.
"No...no, Zhou...she didn't come!"
Lin Ruosi was flustered and confused.
His long gown fell to the ground without him noticing.
My body trembled uncontrollably in the night wind.
There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
"Take it down!"
"Go in and drag Zhou Chujun out!"
Qiu Qingniu lost his usual gentleness.
Concise and to the point, orders are issued with absolute authority.
"Yes, sir!"
Two guards, as fierce as wolves, pinned Lin Ruosi to the ground.
Four guards, with ropes drawn and single-edged swords in hand, rushed into the house.
"Big brother, I'll go help too!"
Women are masters at seducing other women.
Qiu Qingqing is simple-minded, frank with people, and hates betrayal the most.
"Be careful!"
Her long legs hadn't even crossed the threshold yet.
His body was like a kite, pulled out by a tremendous force.
"Brother Zhao is so strong, I didn't even have a chance to fight back!"
Just as Qiu Qingqing had this thought, a dark shadow flickered before her eyes.
Four figures flew backwards out of the house.
It slammed hard onto the ground.
hiss!
quiet!
A deathly silence!
The four guards who had entered the house landed on the ground.
It seemed as if they had been attacked by some ferocious beast.
His chest was a mangled mess.
His heart was ripped out, and he was already dead.
"There's a monster in the house!"
Coach Sun reacted extremely quickly.
He drew his single sword and stood protectively in front of Qiu Chengxian.
The others all turned their gazes toward Lin Ruosi.
Lin Ruosi, like Yang Zhao, stared intently into the room.
the difference is.
The former was terrified and at a loss.
The latter remained calm and confident.
"Zhao..."
The four dead underground were far stronger than him.
If Yang Zhao hadn't intervened, there would have been another young woman's corpse on the ground.
Qiu Qingqing's face was pale, and her heart was pounding wildly.
Just as he was about to say something.
A terrifying scene was reflected in her bright eyes.
The scream, loud enough to shatter glass, naturally proclaimed: "A demon! A female demon!"
A graceful figure.
From the darkness inside the house, it slowly walks towards the light.
The woman was twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with a captivating and alluring appearance.
She wore a light green, sheer dress that clung tightly to her body.
Her beautiful figure is on full display, making one's blood boil.
The screen is torn.
It was held in her slender, delicate hands.
It was clearly a heart that had been bitten.
My heart is steaming hot, yet it is still beating strongly.
A touch of crimson fell onto the woman's lips.
Weird, terrifying, disgusting!
[The Locust Tree Demon, born from the malevolent energy of an ancient battlefield, transformed from an old locust tree.]
[He can simultaneously control one hundred clones formed from different plants, earning him the title "Lord of a Hundred Herbs" in the demon realm.]
[Born cruel, he feeds on young boys and girls to enhance his cultivation.]
"Yang Zhao!"
"I've poured my heart and soul into laying out a grand scheme in Qinghe County, a scheme that will last for generations. It was almost complete when you destroyed it all!"
"Shi Zhongyu, Fang Tianci, and Mei Yao are all useless trash, they deserve to die! But the most hateful one is you, Yang Zhao!"
"I will make you truly understand the ingenuity of your human ancestors in crafting words and phrases, so that you will personally experience what it means to be... worse than dead!"
Zhou Chujun said bitterly.
The three members of the Qiu family, father and sons, were both surprised and delighted.
What's surprising is that it was the person the Qiu family trusted most.
They harbored malicious intentions and secretly hid a demon.
If Yang Zhao hadn't exposed him, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The good news was that Yang Zhao had indeed been framed.
Believe in the facts, prove the facts.
The impact is incomparable to that of the past.
Yang Zhao couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly to himself.
A wise person often pretends to be foolish.
The one who cleared me of suspicion was the instigator, a demon!
This is a reversal of the Heavenly Spirits, and utterly ironic!
"Qiu Qingqing, you're so beautiful!"
"How about... we swap bodies?"
The conversation was still ongoing.
Zhou Chujun's left hand transformed into a willow branch.
The willow branch lashed out fiercely at Qiu Qingqing's face in the wind.
"not good!"
Fear and helplessness.
At the same time, it arose from the bottom of Qiu Qingqing's heart.
With her abilities, there's absolutely nothing else she can do.
At the critical moment.
A tall figure stood in front of her.
Instantly, all sorts of terrifying images that I had imagined vanished from my mind.
"Instructor Sun, draw your sword!"
Yang Zhao raised an eyebrow.
A feint to the east while attacking in the west!
Zhou Chujun had no intention of attacking Qiu Qingqing at all.
Instead, he wanted to escape!
"Mr. Yang, she was too fast! I... I almost managed to kill her!"
A slight blush appeared on Coach Sun's dark face.
I was horrified.
He had almost killed her.
Instead, she walked past us casually, "slowly."
A martial artist at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm, who has mastered the Wind and Thunder Blade Technique.
He didn't even have a chance to swing his knife.
I had already watched her leave.
The slash that was delivered was merely superfluous.
It was simply a matter of saving face in front of the owner and his subordinates.
He then nodded to Yang Zhao.
Others might not notice.
Yang Zhao knew perfectly well, but he didn't expose her on the spot.
A slight jolt went through her. "Where is Mr. Yang?"
Yang Zhao vanished on the spot!
"My movement technique is unparalleled in the world, who can stop me...stop me..."
"Huh? How could this happen?"
"Yang Zhao, I underestimated you. You are the fastest man I have ever seen!"
Three zhang away.
Just as Zhou Chujun was feeling smug.
Looking up.
Under the moonlight, the figure of a tall young man stood blocking the way ahead.
It seemed that Yang Zhao had been there all along, waiting for him for a long time!
next moment.
Zhou Chujun no longer had any regard for Yang Zhao.
What comes into view is a sky full of stars.
Yang Zhao did not stir up the bloodline of the demon slayer.
The thrown longsword pierced through Zhou Chujun's collarbone.
They pinned her to the ground, making sure she was firmly pinned down.
"Place chains through the old witch's collarbones and take her to the Colored Stone Workshop!"
"Yes, sir!"
At this moment, Yang Zhao's orders were very effective at Qiushi Manor.
"Brother Zhao, can I go with you?"
"If you're not afraid of ghosts, then yes."
"I'm scared! But you're here!"
Qiu Qingqing hopped over.
Holding Yang Zhao's arm, she was completely unconstrained by worldly conventions.