Lotus flowers covered the canal and submerged the pleasure boats.
Among them, on the deck of the largest pleasure boat, the "blood ghost general" Fu Cha Ming'an held up his wine glass and toasted with his military leaders.
Several women's bodies were lying nearby.
They were naked, their lower bodies were in disarray, and expressions of fear and despair still remained on their faces.
However, at this moment, the executioners' expressions were not necessarily much better than those of these girls.
They froze there, maintaining their drinking posture.
They watched as lotus flowers covered the deck, gently buried the girls' bodies in the sea of flowers, and then... surrounded them.
They wanted to scream and struggle, but all their attempts were in vain.
They couldn't even move their eyeballs.
Crash——!
The sea of lotus flowers swayed, wave after wave.
Swish!
A moon-white figure appeared out of thin air in the center of the deck, her skirt fluttering and her light as clear as water.
She looked down at the women at her feet who died with their eyes open, then raised her right hand slightly.
Buzz——
Invisible sword energy gathered from all directions, densely packed like thousands of steel needles.
Puff puff puff——!
Led by Fu Cha, all the Tartar generals present were instantly riddled with holes on their bodies, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Li Wei released her control over them, and so...
“Ah—ah—”
“Mercy—!”
"I surrender! Ahhhh——!"
The shrill screams echoed throughout the canal. Their courage was not much stronger than that of the common people.
Looking at their ugly appearance, Li Wei deliberately avoided the vital points, allowing the sword energy to penetrate longer and longer.
Only when the last person died did her figure suddenly disappear.
A clear voice lingered in the air, "No need to reverse yin and yang..."
......
Inside Yangzhou city, on the long street.
The cold moon and frosty light scatter, coating the four-colored sea of flowers with silver-white.
Li Wei's figure quietly appeared on the street, her moon-white fairy skirt dancing lightly in the night.
She walked slowly forward, each step was extremely light, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.
On the streets and in the mansions on both sides, countless Qing soldiers stood frozen in place, their faces filled with fear.
They wanted to escape, to shout, to do anything, but they found themselves unable to move like statues.
I could only watch the moon-white figure stroll by.
She passed by a Qing soldier.
Hiss——
Invisible sword energy swept past, and the Tartar, who still had a grim smile on his face, was instantly broken into countless pieces, and the air was filled with blood mist.
She continued to move forward, and wherever she passed, one Qing soldier after another was cut into pieces by the sword.
When she reached the end of the long street, more than a thousand rat tails had turned into a pile of meat paste and bone residue.
"Is there no water or fire to temper the edge?"
As the slow chanting sounded, the moonlight dissipated, leaving only the surviving people who had not yet reacted.
......
The lights are bright in the deep courtyard of the luxurious house.
A group of wanderers were still in a state of revelry.
But at this moment, their movements seemed frozen, and their stiff expressions revealed endless fear.
Several disheveled women were tied up with ropes, kneeling in the corner and shivering.
They looked at this strange scene, and although they were not affected by the pressure, no one dared to move at all.
Suddenly, moonlight poured in like water, filling the entire courtyard in an instant.
The next moment...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——!
The sword energy crisscrossed, weaving a web of death in the hall.
Li Wei's figure flashed by, and her voice was as cold as frost.
"'Zhu Xian' is beneficial, 'Lu Xian' is destructive..."
"'Xianxian' is emitting red light everywhere!"
All the guests in the hall were turned into minced meat.
Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the entire mansion red.
......
The Yangzhou government office was bathed in silver light.
Li Wei walked in leisurely, and with every step she took, a lotus flower bloomed under her feet.
In the courtyard and under the corridor.
The personal soldiers, Bayalas, and Han clerks who were holding weapons all stared with wide eyes, watching in despair as the sword energy bit by bit shaved off their flesh and blood.
They couldn't even scream, and could only be accompanied by extreme silence and pain.
Li Wei smiled as she walked.
"'Juexian' has infinite transformations, and even the blood of the Great Immortal is stained on his clothes."
When she finished reciting the last line, she just walked to the main hall of the government office.
Inside the hall, a man wearing a casual robe embroidered with a round dragon and with a rat-tail braid was slumped in the armchair.
His body was surrounded by endless four-colored lotuses, trembling like a sieve, and he had long lost his former majesty.
Dodo?
Li Wei smiled peacefully, walked slowly to his side, and lifted up his pigtail with her bare hands.
clang!
Snap!
A ray of sword energy flashed across, and the pigtail was cut off.
"This thing is really an eyesore."
Li Wei said lightly.
Duoduo realized something and his eyes widened in anger.
But before he could react.
Clang——!
Another sword energy swept past.
His lower body instantly turned red, and one of the tools he used to commit the crime had disappeared.
“Ah—ah—!”
A scream that was not like a human voice came out of Duoduo's throat.
His eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.
But Li Wei did not let him have his wish.
She held his collar as if he were holding a dead dog, and in a flash, she appeared above Yangzhou City.
She flew across the canal holding Duoduo, and sword energy gushed out from every lotus flower. The Qing troops on both sides were killed or wounded in an instant.
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