The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and Goethe's voice could be heard from afar with a buzzing sound.
The next moment——
Bang!
The piano music stopped abruptly with a harsh noise.
A figure appeared at the door of the boxing gym like a ghost.
The other person was wearing a white shirt and holding a guqin. Under the moonlight, one could clearly see his handsome face, and his slender figure was enough to attract the attention of any opposite sex.
Even if anger occupied the other person's face, it did not affect the attraction at all.
Instead, there is a different kind of beauty.
Five of the six Qin family warriors were stunned.
Only the leader bit his tongue hard the moment he heard the music.
The pain and blood stimulated the other party, making him wake up instantly.
"wake up!"
He shouted loudly, and a medicine bag flew out of his hand.
The powder mixed with a large amount of brain-stimulating drugs, mint and the like fell on the remaining five Qin family soldiers, waking up these battle-hardened soldiers one after another. They cooperated with their leader and formed a half-moon formation to surround the man from behind.
However, this person ignored the black-clad armored soldiers of the Qin family.
Just a slight snort was enough to make the six black-clad armored soldiers of the Qin family stagger.
It's not a vibration of the internal organs.
But my mind is wavering.
Either their hometown they miss or their loved ones appear before their eyes.
It was so beautiful that they couldn't even hold the knife.
"retreat!"
At the order given by the leading black-clad soldier, the six black-clad soldiers retreated together.
The uninvited guest ignored this.
The other party just stared at Goethe.
In other words, in the other person's eyes, there is only Goethe.
"What did you say?"
Amid the angry voice, the rage in the other party's eyes seemed real.
Goethe smiled.
[Ancient legend: Not inferior to me] is really useful.
This is true whether you succeed or fail.
If successful, the enemy will lose all desire to fight.
fail?
It completely angered the other party.
It's just like saying 'Hey, you thief Sun'.
Goethe glanced at the other person's piano with a broken string, and then looked at the other person's bleeding fingertips - Goethe did not know how to play the piano, and had no knowledge of music theory, but he knew what he should do at this time.
"I said, you are not inferior to me!"
Goethe spoke clearly, word by word.
Wheezing! Wheezing!
The other person was breathing heavily, and couldn't help but lower his head to look at his own piano. When he found that the 'Shang' in Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu was broken, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.
Then, there was more anger.
Ji Qin didn't know why she was so angry.
He just felt that Goethe had to be killed.
Otherwise, he would die with regrets.
The anger flowed and turned into cold murderous intent.
Ji Qin raised her hand and grabbed the broken string, pulled it back and then suddenly let go.
Bang!
The string, with its explosive sound, shot straight into Goethe's throat like an arrow.
Fast, accurate and ruthless.
More importantly, when Ji Qin played the remaining four strings, they not only aroused passion and desire, but also emitted dense, knife-like air currents.
Buzz!
As soon as the fine and sharp airflow touched the surface of Goethe's skin, a layer of illusory golden iron armor appeared on the surface of Goethe's body.
Bang bang bang!
The airflow, as fine as a knife, was all blocked.
"'Iron Armor and Golden Robe Technique'?"
"You think the mere 'Iron Armor and Golden Robe Technique' can stop my 'Harp Blade'?"
Ji Qin was stunned, then sneered.
As the other party spoke, the golden iron armor shadow that was intact a moment ago began to crack.
The cracks spread rapidly, and then it shattered with a "click".
Vanished into thin air.
There was more murderous intent in the sneer on Ji Qin's face.
He was looking forward to seeing Goethe screaming and his body being cut into pieces.
Just like the opponents he had met before.
His 'harp blades' are not only fine and fast, but also numerous and extremely sharp. They can even cut steel into pieces with ease. Those who boast of their extraordinary hard skills are his favorite opponents.
Because, in his eyes, those people were just sitting ducks.
Goethe?
Descendants of the 'Martial Saint'?
In his opinion, that's all.
He will be cut by him just like his previous opponents.
look!
The clothes are torn!
The next moment, the skin and flesh will be eaten, followed by bones and internal organs. The wailing will be endless , and the opponent will even roll on the ground in a mess, begging him to kill them.
He has seen so much!
It's all like this!
This one in front of me is no exception.
Um?!
Just when Ji Qin thought the situation was settled, he suddenly discovered that the "blade" that cut through Goethe's clothes shattered when it hit Goethe's skin.
The 'blade' that could cut steel with ease broke.
Not one.
Instead, all thirty-six 'harp blades' shattered.
It couldn't even leave a white mark on Goethe's skin.
How... is this possible?!
There was horror in Ji Qin's eyes.
Then a sentence came out of his mouth.
"Indestructible!"
"You have actually reached the highest level of 'Iron Armor and Golden Robe Technique', 'Vajra Indestructible'!"
Amidst the horrified words, Ji Qin prepared to retreat.
It is extremely irrational to engage in close combat with someone who has cultivated the "Iron Armor and Golden Robe Technique" to the highest level.
Keeping distance is the first choice.
So, Ji Qin retreated as quickly as possible.
But Goethe was faster. He raised his hand and grabbed Jiqin's shoulder.
Faced with this grab, Ji Qin wanted to dodge, but this seemingly simple grab made Ji Qin feel that there was no escape. Even if her feet were as fast as the wind, she eventually fell into Goethe's hands.
Ji Qin had never seen this kind of grappling method before.
Even in the 'Tingqi Pavilion', there is no record of it.
"What kind of grappling technique is this?"
Ji Qin asked.
He secretly exerted his strength and placed his palm on Goethe's dantian area in his lower abdomen.
Bang!
The applause was muffled, but Goethe seemed to be unaware of it. He pinched Ji Qin's neck with his palm and continued, "Basic boxing."
"you?!"
Ji Qin glared at Goethe, both because of Goethe's deception and because of Goethe's contempt for him.
What is basic boxing?
He had never heard of basic boxing techniques having such an effect.
How could basic boxing techniques produce that kind of feeling that is like a thorn in the bone and a dragnet?
Bang, bang!
In anger, Ji Qin slapped Goethe twice again.
As before, the applause was dull.
The only difference was that Ji Qin, who was being strangled by the neck, actually smiled.
"Have you heard of the 'Three Yin Soul Refining Palm'?"
"Even if you have practiced the 'Iron Armor and Golden Robe Technique' to the point of 'Vajra Indestructibility', and your muscles and bones have become as strong as copper and iron, but facing the 'Three Yin Soul Refining Palm', can your internal organs resist it?"
"The three yin meridians are stirring up your qi and blood. I'm afraid you can't even stand steadily now, right?"
Ji Qin sneered and tried to break free from Goethe's grasp.
If Dalong exerts force on his cervical vertebrae, he will be able to escape.
Um?
Not released!
Ji Qin was stunned, but didn't think much about it.
"As expected of someone who has practiced the 'Iron Armor and Golden Robe Technique' to the highest level, even if your Qi and blood are disturbed by the 'Three Yin Qi', it can still allow you to maintain your strength. But this is not good enough... Hmm? Why is it useless?"
Ji Qin shook her body again, but it was useless.
At this time, even the dumbest person would react.
Ji Qin is not stupid.
It's just that Goethe's [Ancient Legend. Not inferior to me] disturbed my mind, so my reaction became a little slow.
"Are you okay?"
"How can you be okay?"
Ji Qin exclaimed.
Then Ji Qin calmed down.
"'Escape!'"
Ji Qin's joints made crisp sounds, and her whole body seemed to have shrunk by half, and a layer of fat appeared on the neck that Goethe was pinching. Suddenly, her whole body became slippery.
But Goethe only exerted a little force and Ji Qin became unable to breathe.
With a shake of her arms, Ji Qin's shrunken body returned to normal again.
Ji Qin’s eyes widened.
He was a little overwhelmed.
How did Goethe do it?
Goethe looked at the surprised man and curled his lips——
"That's it?"
The anger that had not yet dissipated immediately surged into Ji Qin's heart, but was followed by fear.
Because Goethe put his hand into his arms.
"Tsk, your chest muscles are very developed."
Woo woo woo!
Jiqin wanted to shout and scream, but her throat was blocked and she could only whimper at this time, which did not stop Goethe from searching for his spoils.
Coins and bottles and jars of medicine.
There are also a few throwing knives.
Plus black lace bra.
But it did not have the [Seven Emotions and Six Desires Shock Method] that Goethe wanted.
So, Goethe's hand went down.
Then, still nothing.
Goethe frowned, then raised his hand and swept across Jiqin's major joints. After removing all of them, he loosened his hand that was pinching the other's neck.
"Write out the [Seven Emotions and Six Desires Shocking Method] from memory?"
Wheezing! Wheezing!
Ji Qin's breathing became rapid again.
She stared at Goethe angrily.
"Not writing?"
Goethe asked back, raised his hand and grabbed the other's neck again, and used force without hesitation.
Ji Qin felt this power, and she also saw the coldness in Goethe's eyes.
It was cold and emotionless.
She had only seen it in some people in Tingqi Pavilion.
And those people are all murderers without blinking an eye.
Each of them has killed at least a hundred people, and would not show mercy even to babies.
The descendants of the "Martial Saint" actually have such murderous intentions?
Ji Qin was shocked in her heart, but she shouted with all her might.
"Write!"
She originally wanted to say that I wrote it, but fearing that her neck would be broken if she was a step too late, she chose the most straightforward statement.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were brought out by Mr. Wei.
Ji Qin's "piano music" just now affected everyone in the gym to varying degrees, except for Goethe, especially Hei Hu, who was paralyzed and couldn't move at all.
On the contrary, people like Mr. Wei, who have experienced many life and death separations, have stronger resistance.
"Wei Wuyou!"
When seeing Mr. Wei, Ji Qin couldn't help but look at Goethe again. Suddenly , she looked as if she understood, but there was hatred in her voice that was hard to conceal.
Obviously, Ji Qin misunderstood.
Mr. Wei knows.
But there was no explanation.
Even if the other party misunderstood that his appearance next to Lan Die was a trap for Tingqi Pavilion, what could he do?
Does he need an explanation?
Not necessary.
Because the results are no different.
And, Goethe won.
His camp won.
That's enough.
As for the rest?
What the other party wants to think is their business.
It has nothing to do with him.
Mr. Wei, who was clear-headed, bowed to Goethe, then turned and went to the woodshed - Black Tiger was still lying there and needed someone to take care of him.
Blue butterfly?
Being able to take care of yourself is a great thing.
Want to take care of a black tiger?
It's really too difficult.
Card!
Goethe pressed the joints of Jiqin's right hand.
"Write it."
Goethe sat opposite, holding up his teacup, quietly waiting for Jiqin to write.
However, Ji Qin did not start writing immediately after picking up the pen. Instead, she looked at Goethe with a weak and soft look, and her voice was as soft as a feather.
"Can you help me up?"
"I only have one hand that can move."
"It's really, really... inconvenient."
When she spoke of the latter part, Ji Qin's eyes turned red and her face was full of sadness.
Goethe nodded as if in agreement.
Then, he removed Ji Qin's arm that had just been fixed. He stuffed the pen into Ji Qin's mouth and let her lie down and write on the ground.
Ji Qin was stunned.
This was not what she had imagined.
"I……"
Card bar!
"ah!"
Ji Qin wanted to say something, but one of her fingers was broken by Goethe. Amid her screams, Goethe broke another of Ji Qin's fingers, but this time, Ji Qin didn't dare to scream anymore.
Even though it was excruciatingly painful, Ji Qin gritted her teeth tightly and did not dare to scream out.
Goethe was not only a cruel and ruthless man who killed countless people.
and……
Not normal!
It's crazy!
It's crazy!
Because she clearly saw that when the other person broke her fingers, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.
"Maybe it's because I met the most precious person in my life, I have become much softer now."
Goethe said this with a gentle gaze towards the female swordsman who was sitting cross-legged on the side to calm her agitated emotions. His voice became even softer and he raised his hand to tuck the female swordsman's scattered hair behind her ears.
When he turned his head, he continued.
"For captives like you, I usually just cut off their limbs and put them in a tank."
"If you are in a good mood, I will try another method. For example, I will smear honey on the soles of your feet, bring a goat over, and lick your soles all the time, so that you will laugh and laugh until you die."
"Or, I will choose a wooden stick of suitable thickness and length and stuff it into your mouth, all the way to the bottom, so that you will die with your mouth open and smiling."
"pity……"
"I can't do that now."
"I was so soft-hearted that I couldn't even hold the knife properly."
"So, I'm willing to give you a chance."
Goethe's words were a bit talkative, but his expression was serious.
But this seriousness made Ji Qin feel nervous.
With preconceived ideas, Ji Qin felt like she had met a madman.
With her head lowered and not daring to speak, Ji Qin silently memorized the "Seven Emotions and Six Desires Shocking Method".
Ji Qin was frightened.
In fact, it’s not just Ji Qin.
Qin Huan'er, who was hiding aside, was also frightened.
The little girl with a chubby face turned pale and kept calling for her mother in her heart.
Goethe noticed.
But no explanation was given.
He was indeed acting.
The effect is quite good.
Moreover, he intends to continue.
because……
Sometimes, the character of a madman is quite useful.
At least, it will make some things simpler.
[Special Secret Technique 'Beast of Desire' has been supplemented. Do you want to use 12 points of Bloody Honor to learn it? ]
[Not enough bloody honor, unable to learn! ]
…
Goethe looked at the [Beast of Desire] which was still marked with the word 'incomplete'.
Didn't say much.
"Let's go."
Goethe said to Jiqin.
After saying that, he fixed the other person's joints.
Ji Qin stepped back step by step, staring at Goethe. When she reached the door and found that Goethe was still motionless, she was shocked to find that this madman Goethe actually let her go.
Without hesitation, he turned around and ran.
"You really let her go?"
The female swordsman opened her eyes and asked softly.
"Well, she made me realize that you are far more important to me than I thought, so I let her go - look, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful."
Goethe lowered his head and looked at the female swordsman affectionately.
The female swordsman blushed and took Goethe's hand.
“The wind is also very gentle.”
"You know the moon..."
Goethe asked softly.
The female swordsman shook her head.
"Come……"
Goethe said so.
At the same time, a [Blood Crow Spirit] followed Ji Qin silently.
He, Goethe, kept his promise.
If I say let you go, I will let you go.
But he only said to let the person go, but didn't say that he wouldn't follow you.
hiss!
Bird walking and fishing are both possible.
Happiness, doubled.