Yunxiao Palace.

Inside the main hall.

"A beggar? A coachman?!"

"When did so many experts appear in the capital?!"

"If I remember correctly, both Qian Jiang and Qin Song are masters above the eighth level. How could someone easily kill them and then leave in such a big way?!"

The empress frowned and looked coldly at Leng Yue and Luo Ping who were kneeling on the ground, with hesitation on their faces.

"This matter is indeed strange. The other party did not use weapons and could not see the way out. One had his heart ripped out and the other was directly strangled to death with a riding crop. It is really difficult to determine the origin of the other party!"

"Please, Your Majesty, please give me some more time. We will definitely be able to track down the whereabouts of the killer!"

Leng Yue clasped her fists with both hands, determined.

Luo Ping beside him did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly agreed.

"Do you still remember that I said before that I would kill Li Wuji within three days! Now Li Wuji has not been found, but was attacked by two mysterious killers!"

"Have you lived in peace for too long? Even the swords in your hands have become dull!"

The empress looked at the two of them coldly, with a majestic look on her face.

When the empress mentioned the three-day appointment, the two people kneeling on the ground were shocked and couldn't help but start to tremble again.

"That's it!"

"I can give you another chance! But you can avoid the death penalty, but you can't escape the living crime! Leave a finger for each of you as a small punishment!"

The empress hesitated for a moment, then finally changed her mind and added coldly.

Now that things have come to this, she can't really kill the two people in front of her. If they are dead, who will continue to work hard for her?

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yue didn't hesitate for a moment. As the words fell, the sword at his waist was unsheathed and he cut off the little finger of his left hand!

Seeing this, Luo Ping reluctantly followed suit, pulled out the knife and cut off the little finger of his left hand.

"Back off!"

"Find out as soon as possible whether a second group of people has sneaked into Ducheng, or whether the beggar and the coachman are both from Li Wuji!"

Seeing that both of them were punished, the empress waved her hand and issued an order to expel them impatiently.

The two agreed, bowed, and hurriedly left.

This calamity was luckily escaped, but the hatred towards Li Wuji in his heart increased even more.

As Leng Yue and Luo Ping left, all the red fish guards in the hall also retreated under the order of the empress, leaving the empress alone in the hall.

"What do you think?"

After a brief hesitation, the empress asked coldly.

But it was obvious that there was no one else in the hall except herself.

However, at this moment, a figure shrouded in black robe slowly walked out from a corner not far away. The figure was wrapped in black robe and covered with black cloth, with only a pair of sharp eyes exposed!

"The other party seems to be deliberately hiding his identity, and may have some connection with the imperial court."

The man in black robe paused and replied slowly, his voice hoarse and calm, with a hint of bone-chilling coldness.

A middle-aged man!

"Could it be Lichang's old subordinate?!"

The empress frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"Qingxuanmen?"

"It may be possible, but after the East Palace Incident, all the masters in Qingxuan Sect have been basically wiped out by me. Now, it seems unlikely that two masters of at least eighth grade or above will appear at once."

The man in black robe hesitated for a moment and answered slowly.

"What about the killers who have sneaked into the palace over the years with the intention of assassinating me?! Are they very weak?!"

The empress turned to look at the man in black robe and asked in a deep voice.

"Occasionally there are people who have entered the eighth level for the first time."

The black robe was stunned for a moment and slowly lowered his head, not daring to face the majesty of the empress.

"Then check it! Go check it yourself!"

"Whether they are a group or not, we must catch them all! What happened fifteen years ago ended fifteen years ago!"

"Find out the people involved in that incident and eradicate them! Never let anyone fall into Li Wuji's hands again!"

The empress glared at the man in black robe and said coldly.

"A lot of people will die. If the matter spreads, it may shake other courtiers."

The man in black robe said hesitantly.

"The matter has come to this, and we can't worry about so much anymore! Secrets can only be secrets!"

The empress squinted her eyes, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"yes!"

The man in black robe bowed and agreed without hesitation, not daring to say another word.

As the words fell, he slowly backed away and disappeared into the corner in the blink of an eye.

...

Nine Nether Realm.

Li Wuji put his hands in his sleeves and walked slowly towards the direction of Ningxiang Pavilion. After working hard all night, his body was obviously tired and he would occasionally cough.

Fifteen years of imprisonment have made his body much weaker than ordinary people, especially the ten years he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison. If he had not inherited Pang Xun's mantle, he would have died in the darkness of the prison.

Di Long followed silently, looking a little more respectful than before.

Although he didn't see Li Wuji take action just now, he was able to kill two masters of level 8 or above in such a short period of time, and with different identities and appearances, which would never be possible for an ordinary person.

He knew that Li Wuji was good at the art of disguise, but he didn't expect that he could be so superb that he could transform into anything he wanted to be anytime, anywhere.

"Sir, something seems to have happened."

Just as the two were about to return to Ningxiang Pavilion, Di Long suddenly found a group of fierce and unfamiliar faces gathered at the door of Ningxiang Pavilion.

Li Wuji glanced casually, said nothing, and walked through the crowd as if nothing had happened.

Although Jiuyou Realm does not distinguish between day and night, at this time in the past, Ningxiang Pavilion had long been closed, and there were not many people on the street.

In the hall, Ji Wushuang was kneeling on the ground, with a slap mark on her cheek and her hair a little messy. It looked like she had just been beaten.

Not a single customer in the entire building was missing. There were only a group of shivering geishas and prostitutes hiding in a corner not far away, not even daring to raise their heads.

A middle-aged man with a strong build and a fierce look was sitting at a table in the middle of the hall, looking down at Ji Wushuang who was kneeling on the ground, with a mocking sneer on his face.

Hearing the footsteps, everyone raised their heads and saw Li Wuji stepping in.

Especially Ji Wushuang, who fell to the ground, seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, looking at Li Wuji expectantly, with a look of pleading.

But Li Wuji just glanced at it, and then pretended that nothing happened and walked straight upstairs.

He is not a Bodhisattva and cannot care about the lives and deaths of so many people. Even he himself can hardly move, let alone strangers living in such a world.

To him, Ningxiang Pavilion was just a temporary place for him to stay, and Ji Wushuang was just a passerby, just a little prettier than others.

But, that's all.

Seeing Li Wuji walking past him indifferently, Ji Wushuang moved his lips, and finally swallowed back all the words that came to his mouth, showing a helpless smile.

"What? Want to ask for help?"

"Look at how seriously ill he is. He can't even take care of himself. How can he save you?!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Li Wuji's back and sneered. He looked at Ji Wushuang with a wry smile with some pride on his face, his face full of disdain.

"Even if you kill me! I will not hand over Ningxiang Pavilion to you!"

Ji Wushuang, who was originally helpless, suddenly turned her head, stared at the middle-aged man in front of her, gritted her teeth and said fiercely, as if she had summoned up all her courage.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"You are wrong! I not only want Ningxiang Pavilion, I also want you!"

"You want to die, don't you? Yes! I can slowly kill you! Make you want to live but not die! Do you believe it?!"

The middle-aged man laughed wildly, grabbed Ji Wushuang's hair, and shouted arrogantly, his eyes full of crazy greed.

"I am a woman! If you dare to touch me, the court will not let you go!"

Ji Wushuang glared at the middle-aged man stubbornly and gritted his teeth.

"Are you scared out of your wits?!"

"Have you forgotten that the Five Elements Department and the Duying Guards cannot come here! The Jiuyou Realm has the rules of the Jiuyou Realm! Outsiders will not interfere!"

"I told you, no one can save you!"

"I'm very angry right now, do you want to help me?!"

The middle-aged man smiled wildly while grabbing Ji Wushuang's hair and pulling it towards his legs, just like that in public.

Ji Wushuang struggled desperately to maintain her last dignity. Even though blood was gradually oozing from her scalp, she still could not obey.

In the corridor on the second floor, Li Wuji, who had already reached the door, suddenly stopped.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt that the corridor today was much longer than before, and he seemed to be unable to finish it no matter how hard he walked.

Li Wuji stood there, shook his head helplessly, and then winked at the lobby on the first floor.
Chapter completed!