Faced with this fierce and fast attack, Li Qinglin seemed unable to withstand it and quickly took a few steps back. The muscles under his clothes were in a strange, twisted, yet suppressed state.

It seems like something is accumulating.

"it's over."

Facing Li Qinglin's defeat, Wu Houjing looked bored.

He had seen countless similar scenes before.

He was even more familiar with the bloody scene of corpses lying on the spot.

Bang! The silver scissors halberd and the tiger-beheading knife collided, and Li Qinglin's knee sank directly into the ground, and the whole person seemed to be crushed.

Seeing this, Wu Houjing's mouth twitched, revealing a hideous smile, and with a low growl, he was about to smash Li Qinglin to death.

But at this time,

The figure that was about to be crushed under the halberd suddenly swelled up, and a crackling sound like frying beans came from its body.

The burning energy and blood were like a furnace, almost scorching his skin.

Wu Houjing stared blankly at Li Qinglin in front of him. Li Qinglin was a head taller than him. The shadow he cast was like a ferocious beast, completely enveloping him.

"What is this?"

Boom... Bang! ! The air was torn apart, and Li Qinglin crashed into Wu Houjing's arms. He stretched out his huge palm and grabbed Wu Houjing's spine from behind like a dragon.

The extremely high temperature evaporated the water mist in the nearby air, which turned into white gas along with the palm.

Then, with a sudden lift and a slap, the dragon-catching technique broke the cloud in his hand!

Click, click…

With a series of sharp sounds of tendons and bones being torn, one of Wu Houjing's spine was almost completely pulled out, leaving a clear imprint on the membrane, with the gaps between the vertebrae visible.

The overwhelming force flowed along the spine to every part of the body.

It tore his bones apart completely, inch by inch! Wu Houjing suddenly opened his eyes wide, with an incredible expression still on his face.

With a click.

He knelt limply on the ground, and his eyes happened to see the jade gourd seal hanging on Li Qinglin's waist.

Li Zong, Fu Bo's seal

Wu Houjing reacted suddenly and let out a mournful cry, feeling aggrieved, sad, and unwilling, as if he was lamenting his miserable ending.

"I am refining my marrow. I haven't used the mysteries of my marrow yet. How come..."

"Why, why didn't you tell me earlier, why didn't you take it out earlier..."

"Take it out sooner so I can beg for mercy..."

My consciousness gradually blurred and my vision gradually turned gray.

The last thought in Wu Houjing's mind was also swallowed by the darkness.

Li Qinglin's swollen body slowly returned to normal, and his surging blood and energy also subsided.

Li Qinglin broke out in a cold sweat, let out a long breath, and looked at the unknown corpse at his feet with some helplessness.

Who is this person? Why? Isn't it just asking for directions?

Why did you get yourself involved?

Li Qinglin stepped forward and cut off the man's head to avoid some strange incidents where the corpse's fingers suddenly moved after he left.

He quickly looted the man completely. In addition to more than ten taels of silver, he also found some herbs and pill bottles that Li Qinglin could not identify.

There was no trace of any martial arts secrets or treasure maps.

Instead, there is a manual with many inexplicable names written on it.

In the manual, from the back to the front, many names were crossed out.

There are more than ten names that have not been crossed out, and one of them has the same name as Fu Bo.

Li Qinglin didn't look closely and stuffed everything into the increasingly bloated package.

He looked at the ground that was almost overturned by the fight between the two men, and used the man's silver scissors to dig a hole in the loose soil.

When a person dies, he returns to the earth and mountains. It is only right and reasonable for Li Qinglin to bury him.

The mud was pushed down, gradually covering the corpse's face which still showed shock.

Li Qinglin pulled the silver scissors halberd out of the soil with satisfaction and looked up.

Suddenly I saw a figure standing under a towering ancient tree not far away.

The man was wearing a dark blue python robe and had a goose-feather knife on his waist. He stood there speechlessly with one hand lightly pressing the knife handle.

It was none other than Hou Huanhua, the spiritual master of the Dianlisi Department.

He didn't know how long he had been there, and was looking at Li Qinglin with a half-smile.

Hou Huanhua walked forward step by step, as if she was leisurely strolling in the garden, very free and easy.

Li Qinglin was sweating profusely as he watched this, feeling as if a murderer was caught on the spot.

How could it be such a coincidence that it was discovered just when the body was being buried?

It can’t be…

An idea popped up in Li Qinglin's mind.

"You also killed Wang Zhong, right?"

Sure enough, Hou Huanhua's next words confirmed Li Qinglin's guess.

"The first time I met you was half a year ago, when you returned home to visit your relatives. I felt that you were a little special."

Hou Huanhua looked at Li Qinglin deeply, "I guess you are also a gifted person. Seeing that your body is much stronger than that of warriors of the same level, you can even overdraw your blood and energy to gain extraordinary strength in a short period of time. Is it... the heart palace?"

Li Qinglin remained silent.

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He has never looked down upon the martial artists of this world, especially the government, which represents absolute force and suppresses the violence of the world.

Therefore, it was not surprising that the killing of Wang Zhong was exposed.

But Li Qinglin didn't expect that the person who came to deal with and arrest him, little Karami, was actually Hou Huanhua?

As if she could see the solemnity in Li Qinglin's heart, Hou Huanhua smiled lightly, took out something from her arms and threw it over.

Li Qinglin took it and saw that it was a sword-shaped ivory plate. The surface of the plate was smooth and bright white, with two large characters written on it - Tixing . "What is this?" Li Qinglin was a little surprised.

Then she saw Hou Huanhua's clothes fluttering, almost flying in the air, lightly touching the treetops, and gliding to a distance of dozens of feet, heading towards the direction of the Shuihengliu disaster area.

His voice came from far away.

"I'll give you a chance to make amends for your crime. Go to the Criminal Division, and if you become the judge, I'll take you to kill someone. If you don't want to... I'll send you to jail myself."

It is different from an almost omnipotent institution like the Dianlisi.

The Dianlisi was responsible for all matters, big or small, within the county. It had enormous power to review everything from government documents to arresting bandits.

The Ministry of Justice, on the other hand, was quite simple. It was a purely violent agency and a sharp knife under the Ministry of Personnel.

Go wherever you need it.

Those who can become chief judges are also experts in locking the essence.

The lowest level is a martial artist at the Strong Flesh Realm.

Hou Huanhua did not arrest Li Qinglin, but recommended him to the Ministry of Justice. I'm afraid she wanted Li Qinglin to charge into battle and act as a hidden glove!

After all, it is rare to be able to refine the marrow in the realm of strengthening the flesh...

Seeing Hou Huanhua leave, Li Qinglin looked at the ivory card in his hand, pondered for a moment, then picked up the package again and put the snake corpse on his back.

After smearing the silver scissors with mud, he took some linen to wrap it and hung it behind him.

He who kills will be killed.

Li Qinglin didn't want to trouble himself, so he buried the silver scissors in a field in the wilderness and waited to come back and dig it up later.

Half a year of dormant slavery is enough.

He, Li Qinglin, only wishes to be a dragon from the abyss from now on! ...

After Li Qinglin and Hou Huanhua left.

I don't know how long it took,

There are still traces of fighting in the dense forest.

Dewdrops dripped from the branches, turned into silver threads that flew through the air, and finally hit the soil with a dripping sound.

An old farmer with an honest look and a face full of traces of wind and sun walked towards him step by step.

He was a little hunchbacked and wore a ragged coarse cloth. He walked with steady and powerful steps, and every step seemed to be rooted in the ground, giving people a sense of his massiveness as if a mountain was moving.

He walked slowly to the mound where Wu Houjing was buried.

There was no anger or joy on his face.

"Another dead one. But..."

The old farmer looked up, sensing the faint strength and blood lingering in the air.

Looking at the direction where Li Qinglin left, his eyes revealed a hint of joy, "This feeling cannot be wrong."

"One of the Five Internal Organs, the Heart and Mind Dan Yuan Neijing Palace, is the Palace in the Heart!"

“Good, very good!”

(End of this chapter)