Qingli said coldly: "Then don't take your things, hand them over, and I will give you a quick death."
Li Jiuhua laughed twice, looking fearless, "If you kill me, you will never find the treasure book in your life."
Li Jiuhua wanted to use the treasure book to keep himself alive.
It's a pity that his calculations were wrong, Qingli wouldn't believe him.
The Qingli dagger scratched his neck, and a blood mark immediately appeared. Li Jiuhua shuddered in pain and his heart became nervous.
"How dare you threaten me when you are just a fish on a chopping board?"
Qingli's tone was indifferent.
Li Jiuhua was sure that Qingli really wanted to get the book, but he thought she was trying to scare him, so he gritted his teeth and resisted her threat.
"Really? That book is very heavy. I hid it and only looked at it occasionally. I can't carry something so heavy with me. If I accidentally drop it, it will be a big loss."
Li Jiuhua said this with great confidence. Qingli looked at him and thought that keeping him alive seemed to be useless. If he died and became a ghost, maybe he could be of some use. Thinking of this, Qingli raised the corner of her mouth and nodded at Li Jiuhua, "Okay, I understand."
As soon as Qingli finished speaking, she used force with the knife in her hand and directly cut Li Jiuhua's neck. Blood splattered out. Li Jiuhua died with his eyes wide open. He never thought until his death why Qingli suddenly attacked him.
With the death of Li Jiuhua, the killers and guards also woke up and looked at everything in a daze. After those people in the Dali Temple remembered what they had done, their faces turned pale with fear, and they trembled and knelt down. Those who were tied up could not move, but their faces turned pale with fear as well.
Nangong Yan hurried over to Qingli and looked her up and down, "Ali, are you okay?"
Qingli smiled at him, "I'm fine, how about you? Are you hurt?"
Nangong Yan shook his head, "I'm fine."
"But you haven't got the book yet. If you kill him like this, what will you do if you can't find the book?"
Qingli had told Nangong Yan about the treasure book, so he knew about it.
Qingli smiled, glanced at Li Jiuhua's body, and said, "He is only dead, not soul-smashed. Don't worry, I will find a way."
As soon as Qingli finished speaking, he saw Li Jiuhua's dead body. His soul left his body and he woke up.
Li Jiuhua thought he was not dead and was very happy, but then he saw his own corpse and his face suddenly became gloomy again.
He looked at Qingli and rushed over with hatred in his heart, but just as he got in front of Qingli, he was slapped away by Qingli.
Li Jiuhua knew that he was like a soul, a ghost, and he wanted to kill Qingli for revenge. But as soon as he made a move, he knew that even if he became a ghost, he would not be Qingli's opponent. But it didn't matter, he knew many ghost cultivation methods, and when he became powerful, he could still kill Qingli and avenge himself.
Li Jiuhua fled directly after being knocked away by a palm strike. His body was already dead, and he didn't want his soul to be destroyed again, so he decided to escape first.
Except for Qingli, no one could see Li Jiuhua's soul. Seeing Qingli staring in one direction, Nangong Yan asked in confusion: "Ali, what are you looking at?"
Qingli retracted her gaze and said, "I'm looking at Li Jiuhua's soul."
Nangong Yan was surprised, and was about to ask something when all of Lord Zhao's family suddenly knelt in front of Qingli.
"I am guilty of a crime, please punish me, Queen."
"Please forgive me, Queen. My father was controlled by evil magic, so he acted disrespectfully to you. Please spare my father's life because he is not sober."
"My queen, my master has always been the most fair and strict. It is because of the evil spirit that he was controlled. I beg you to show some leniency!"
"My Queen, please show some mercy."
The family knelt on the ground in fear and begged for mercy, their faces full of worry.
To attack the queen and assassinate her is a grave crime punishable by extermination of all nine generations of her clan.
Moreover, since such a thing happened in the Dali Temple, Lord Zhao, as the Minister of the Dali Temple, cannot escape responsibility.
Nangong Yan glanced at Lord Zhao and said calmly, "How do you explain the dignified Dali Temple, which is under your jurisdiction, launching a campaign to suppress the queen? Lord Zhao, how do you explain this?"
Nangong Yan took off the mask and revealed his face.
Upon seeing this, Lord Zhao kowtowed and confessed his guilt.
"Your Majesty, I am guilty. I failed to manage the place properly, and someone took advantage of it, almost causing trouble for the Queen. I am not wrong, but I definitely did not intend to assassinate the Queen. I do not admit the crime of assassinating the Queen, but I am indeed not wrong in what happened. I only ask Your Majesty not to implicate my family, and I am willing to die to apologize for my crime."
Lord Zhao knew what was more important. If he had done something wrong, he could not admit it. It did not matter if he died alone, but assassinating the queen was a serious crime that would require the extermination of all nine generations of the family. He could not implicate his family.
Nangong Yan snorted coldly, and was about to speak when he was stopped by Qingli.
"Lord Zhao did fail in his duty, but those strange behaviors were all controlled by Li Jiuhua, so it's not his fault. I'll punish Lord Zhao by sending him home to reflect on his mistakes! What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Qingli still remembered that the mother and daughter of the Zhao family had helped with something just now. Moreover, she saw that Lord Zhao was a good official, and a good official should not be dismissed.
Hearing Qingli's words, the Zhao family all showed the same shocked expression. They stared at Qingli with wide eyes. They didn't expect that she would give them such a punishment. This was not even worthy of the word punishment, right?
Nangong Yan looked at Qingli's eyes and could only smile: "Whatever the Queen says, I think this punishment is very good. Lord Zhao, go home and reflect on your mistakes!"
Lord Zhao thought that he could not continue his career as an official, and would be demoted at best. But now all he had to do was go back and face the wall for days. He could not believe it for a moment.
"Why? Lord Zhao is unwilling?"
Seeing that he didn't respond, Qingli asked with a smile.
Lord Zhao hurried over and expressed his gratitude excitedly.
Zhao Qing and Madam Zhao had not expected the Queen to be so kind, and they quickly kowtowed to express their gratitude.
Those killers were all under control, and Qingli did not pursue those people from Dali Temple, but only fined them one month's salary.
Thinking that they were doomed, everyone was very excited and kowtowed to express their gratitude, truly grateful to Qingli from the bottom of their hearts.
Qingli handed the killers over to Lord Zhao, and then she left with Nangong Yan.
Lord Zhao looked at the killers and immediately wanted to show his skills and find out the details of these people to repay the queen.
He couldn't wait to get busy. Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Qing had no choice but to go home.
When Qingli and Nangong Yan walked out of the Dali Temple, the formation became ineffective.
The soul of Li Jiuhua who was hiding inside took the opportunity to escape. He had not run out just now, but quietly found a place to hide, fearing that he would be noticed by Qingli. When he found the opportunity, he could not wait to escape.
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