Chapter 491: The Killing on Moonlit Night (Part )
"wind!"

"Gale!"

"Qin Feng!"

……

The Qin army's military bugle sounded from Linzi City, tearing the tranquility of the night, carrying with it a murderous aura, like a whistling cold wind, and began to roll in all directions, almost filling up Linzi City.

In a residential building, the head of the Siyue Hall of the Farm Family, Situ Wanli, held a gambling cup made of bamboo and shook it up and down with three dice in it. The dice collided with the gambling cup, making a crisp sound. After shaking it countless times, Situ Wanli finally slapped the gambling cup onto the table, making a crisp sound.

Slowly opening the gambling cup, three bone dice came into Situ Wanli's eyes, and there were actually three dots. At this time, the Qin army's military horn, like the cold wind from the far north, broke through the obstruction of the void and reached Situ Wanli's ears.

"Lost!"

Looking at the three points in front of him and listening to the military bugle echoing in the night sky, Situ Wanli, who was recognized as the No. 1 gambler in the Nong family and a gambling friend of Liu Ji, a cadre of Shennong Hall who had devoted himself to the empire, and Zhu Jia, the head of Shennong Hall, lamented with his densely stubbled face as if he had lost his parents.

tread!tread!tread!
Before Situ Wanli finished speaking, outside the residence where the elite members of the Four Yue Hall lived, there was a rapid and dense sound of footsteps, which converged into one sound like a thunderous explosion, or like the gate of the underworld opening wide. The footsteps of the soul-catcher reached the ears of Situ Wanli and others.

boom! boom! boom!
Before Situ Wanli could react, burning rockets were fired, landing on flammable doors and windows, setting the houses on fire.

"what!"

"The Qin army is coming, everyone rush out!"

"Be careful!"

……

Faced with the incoming rockets, the disciples of the Four Yue Hall, who were ready to go, were not in a panic. Amid exclamations, the disciples of the Four Yue Hall rushed out of the room, wielding sickles, axes, swords and other weapons, and launched a counterattack against the enemy. This farmhouse was surrounded by Qin soldiers, with hundreds of archers in front, shooting burning rockets.

"Kill them all, don't let any of them go!"

When some of the Siyuetang disciples broke through the blockade of rockets and came to the front of the Qin army, the Qin army captain, Yu Ziqi, who led the team, gave a decisive order. Following Yu Ziqi's order, the archers retreated smoothly, and hundreds of Qin soldiers holding swords stepped forward, wielding their weapons and slashing at the oncoming enemies.

puff!puff!puff!
Under the deadly swords, the disciples of Siyue Hall were brave, but they were no match for the well-trained Qin soldiers. Their broken limbs were waving in the air, and the splashing blood dyed the sky red, turning it into a bloody scene.

"General, can we surrender?"

In just a cup of tea, more than half of the two hundred Siyuetang disciples hiding in this stronghold were killed. When Situ Wanli stepped out of the door, what appeared in front of him was a scene of blood, broken limbs and bodies, and blazing fire. The dozens of surviving Siyuetang disciples, including Situ Wanli, were surrounded by burning flames, and outside the flames were the murderous Qin soldiers.

Before setting off, Situ Wanli, who wanted to take a gamble with himself, showed a smile uglier than crying, and prayed that Yu Ziqi would give them a chance to surrender.

………………Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The leaders of the Mohist School each have their own strengths.

In terms of martial arts, Gao Jianli is the best; in terms of mechanisms, it must be Master Ban; in terms of casting, Master Xu's skill in casting weapons is rare in the world; ...; in terms of lightness, it must be Dao Zhi, who is known as the world's number one thief and is called Thief Bone in the Mohist School. As soon as everyone reached a tacit agreement to start, Dao Zhi used the lightning-fast steps to shuttle around Linzi City.

Under the moonlight, this Mohist master of Qinggong was like a nimble cat. He only needed to tap on a rooftop to fly across several meters at an incredible speed. In just a cup of tea, Dao Zhi had left behind most of the buildings in Linzi City. Looking intently, the magnificent and ancient palace was in sight.

In the pitch-black night, the three-story Lanyue Pavilion, several meters high, stands out.

[Snow Girl, I’m here to save you! ]

Seeing that the palace was completely dark, Dao Zhi subconsciously thought that the Qin people had not discovered their plan. A burning feeling rose in his heart, and he secretly said.

call out!
Outside the place where Tianxuan and the others lived, the buildings within a radius of thirty feet had been demolished and turned into flat ground. In this thirty-foot area, there were thousands of Qin soldiers scattered around. At this dead of night, there were still Qin soldiers in iron armor patrolling, like an airtight iron barrel.

"Enemy attack!"

As soon as Dao Zhi entered the area, the Qin soldiers on patrol discovered his presence. With a long whistle, nearly a hundred feather arrows were shot at Dao Zhi who was flying into the sky.

puff!
Although Dao Zhi was a master of martial arts, he was in mid-air and had no place to gain leverage, so he was shot down by a rain of arrows. A crossbow arrow pierced his lower abdomen, causing a fatal bloody explosion.

"what!"

With a scream of pain, Dao Zhi fell from the sky. At this time, the Qin soldiers on the ground raised their spears and halberds, waiting for Dao Zhi to fall, so as to turn him into a hedgehog. Seeing this scene from the corner of his eye, Dao Zhi was so scared that his face turned pale. He wanted to dodge, but because he had no place to get leverage, he couldn't dodge at all.

[I never thought that I would die from being stabbed like a hedgehog! ]

At the critical moment of life and death, endless scenes rolled in front of Dao Zhi, who felt that he was doomed, and finally turned into a voice full of self-mockery. As a man of the underworld, and his opponent was the Great Qin Empire that unified the world, Dao Zhi knew that his head was hanging on his neck, and there was no guarantee that he could use it to eat tomorrow morning.

However, being mentally prepared to die on the street at any time is one thing, but when death actually comes, it is another thing.

As the voice in his heart rose, Dao Zhi had already closed his eyes, waiting for death. At the critical moment, the savior arrived. A snow-white silk ribbon, like water from the Milky Way falling into the world, shot down from the sky and landed squarely on Dao Zhi, who was only three feet away from being pierced like a hedgehog.

The silk ribbon fell around Dao Zhi's waist, tied him up and dropped him into the sky. Dao Zhi closed his eyes tightly, waiting for death to come. He did not feel the piercing pain for a long time. There was a sharp wind whistling in his ears. He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw a handsome face that gradually became clearer.

"Hakuho!"

Seeing clearly the person who saved him, Dao Zhi felt that he had never felt so fond of another person in his life, and he exclaimed in surprise.

The person who saved Dao Zhi from danger was Bai Fenghuang, leader of the Four Heavenly Kings of Liusha, whose Qing Kung Fu was no less powerful than Dao Zhi's!
Bai Feng rode on his big bird called the White Phoenix, circling in the sky dozens of feet above the ground. Around the White Phoenix, there were dense flocks of birds, ranging from small doves and sparrows to large geese and eagles. These birds, which were usually natural enemies of each other, gathered together and turned into dark clouds that covered the sky.

(End of this chapter)