Dali Temple is a place for interrogations, and there are a lot of ropes there.
The Zhao people soon found a bunch of them.
"Come, come, find it."
Zhao Ran came back excitedly with the rope in his hand. Seeing this, Zhao Qing quickly picked up the vase and smashed it hard on the back of the head of one of the killers.
Looking at the fallen person, Zhao Qing sighed, I don’t know what this vase is made of, it’s so sturdy.
Thanks to the kindness of these people, otherwise, as a weak woman, she would not be able to help.
When Zhao Xiaoren saw someone fainted, he hurriedly went forward with a rope, and the mother and daughter worked together to tie the person up. Fortunately, these people seemed to be unconscious and only recognized Nangong Yan and Qingli, and had no idea what they were doing, otherwise the mother and daughter would have been chopped in half.
After knocking out the first one, it was easier to knock out the second one. Li Jiuhua saw their behavior and was furious. He wanted to kill them immediately, so why did two of them slip through the net? It's so infuriating.
Li Jiuhua wanted to take time out to deal with the mother and daughter, but Qingli kept pestering him and was too difficult to deal with, so he couldn't spare the time to deal with the two women.
The Zhao family's mother and daughter relied on the fact that the killers and guards could not sense them, and quickly knocked out four or five people. Nangong Yan felt a little more relaxed and no longer struggling.
Seeing this, Qingli felt relieved and concentrated on finding Li Jiuhua's weakness.
Seeing the situation gradually changing, Li Jiuhua became angry and could not help but speed up his movements, as if he wanted to use all his strength, but the actual strength he used was not much greater than before.
Seeing this, Qingli knew all of his cultivation. She mobilized her spiritual power, gathered all her own strength, and looked for an opportunity.
As the two of them were fighting, she suddenly turned around at high speed and sent all the spiritual power in her hand towards the back of Li Jiuhua's head. Realizing the danger, Li Jiuhua wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The powerful force had already hit the back of his head. In an instant, Li Jiuhua felt as if his brain was about to explode. The pain made him see stars and he was about to faint.
With a "Puff!" sound, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then his whole body fell down, and his strength was weakening.
Qingli heaved a sigh of relief when she saw this. She was right. Li Jiuhua's weakness was at the back of his head.
This was the inspiration given by Zhao Qing. Thinking of this, Qingli glanced at Nangong Yan and saw that Zhao Qing had knocked out seven or eight people, but there were still many left. After Li Jiuhua's power weakened, the power of those puppets also weakened immediately.
Nangong Yan looked at Qingli, and was relieved to see that there was no problem on her side.
He was very worried just now, but he couldn't be distracted, because he knew that if he made a mistake here, it would definitely affect Qingli.
Even if he couldn't help her, he couldn't hold her back.
After Qingli landed, she walked to Li Jiuhua, squatted down and looked at him, "Do you want to kill me?"
Losing again filled Li Jiuhua's heart with hatred and unwillingness.
He raised his eyes in embarrassment and stared at Qingli, his heart filled with hatred.
He had never seen such a person who made him such a failure, not even that old antique Qingming had ever made him hate him so much.
But his apprentice had caused him to lose in such a shameful way, Li Jiuhua simply couldn't accept it.
"Why do you want to kill me?"
Qingli asked calmly.
Li Jiuhua retracted his gaze and said coldly: "There is no reason. I am unhappy with you and I don't like you. These can be reasons for me to kill you."
Seeing that he had no intention of saying "King Jian".
Qingli said: "You can tell fortunes, but do you know your own fate?"
Li Jiuhua sneered and said in a sarcastic tone: "You don't ask this question like someone who can tell fortunes. A doctor can't treat himself. Isn't your question nonsense?"
Qingli smiled, "Then I'll tell you!"
"You planned to kill me one day. Did you discuss this with King Jian?"
Hearing this, Li Jiuhua looked at her in surprise.
Qingli continued, "You were an orphan since childhood. You grew up in the Qixuan Sect, but were later expelled from the Qixuan Sect because you practiced the evil chain magic. Later, you ventured into the martial arts world and accidentally learned about your life experience. However, before you had the chance to recognize them, they died and your entire family was beheaded."
"Although you have no feelings for them, you think they are your relatives. They were killed before you had time to recognize them. You have a little hatred for the person who killed them. In addition, you were instigated by others, so you started to plan to kill the emperor who issued the order to avenge your family, right?"
Li Jiuhua looked at Qingli in shock. Why did she speak as if she had seen all these things with her own eyes? Did she calculate it?
Could it be that her profound skills have reached such a high level?
Thinking about it, Li Jiuhua still didn't quite believe it.
Seeing that he looked like he was lost in thought, Qingli said, "Master Li, you were once a disciple of the Qixuan Sect. How come you can't see through it? You've been deceived! You've been deceived miserably."
Li Jiuhua suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Qingli, and asked in a cold voice.
"What do you mean? Who lied to me?"
Seeing his anxious look, Qingli smiled slightly and continued, "The person you are trying to help has deceived you. Your so-called family is all fabricated. In fact, you are an orphan. Your parents died when you were 18. If you still have relatives, they can only be uncles. That person created an identity for you and let you bear this hatred so that you can align your goals with his. You never knew these things. You were just like a fool, being led by the nose."
Li Jiuhua didn't believe it and frowned, but he couldn't help asking: "What do you mean? Who lied to me?"
Seeing that he didn't believe her, Qingli said, "You are stupid. You still haven't figured out who it is until now."
Li Jiuhua looked at Qingli's confident look, and suddenly someone popped up in his mind.
"Your Highness Prince Jian?"
He blurted it out subconsciously, and the more he thought about it, the weirder it seemed.
"Yes, it's the Prince Jian you've been helping. Your so-called identity was created by him just to let you help him kill the emperor. Because you have special abilities, you are an excellent helper."
Li Jiuhua frowned, with complicated thoughts in his mind.
"What evidence do you have?"
He asked without giving up.
Qingli waved her hands, "I don't have any evidence. These are what I saw from you. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. You will definitely die at my hands one day. I just want you to die with a clear conscience, so that you won't be a confused ghost after death."
Hearing that she wanted to kill him, Li Jiuhua didn't care. Looking at Qingli's expression, she was not someone who would drag her feet. If he hurt her like this, she would definitely not let him go.
"Kill me if you want! I am inferior to you in skills and I am defeated. Don't even think I will beg for mercy."
Li Jiuhua raised his neck with a dignified look, closed his eyes, and pretended to be waiting to die.
Qingli chuckled, "Why are you in such a hurry? Where is my Qixuanmen's treasure book? Hand it over to me!"
Hearing this, Li Jiuhua's dark eyes suddenly brightened up, and he said, "Of course I would hide such important things, but I would carry them with me."
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