Thriller Paradise

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Cheng Wei gently knocked on the door of Wang Qiong's bedroom.

His years of experience told him that this level of noise was enough to wake his master up.

"Who is it?" Sure enough, it didn't take long for Wang Qiong's half-awake voice to come from the room.

"Villa Lord, it's me ..." Cheng Wei responded. He paused for half a second and continued,"there's ... A guest in the courtyard who wishes to see you."

"Ah?" Wang Qiong turned over and glanced out of the window. The sky was pitch black."What time is it now?"

"Reporting to the heightslord ... At threeo' clock." Cheng Wei replied.

When the average person heard this, they would immediately shout,"are you crazy? why are you meeting a guest at four in the morning?" And so on.

However, Wang Qiong's reaction was different. He immediately sobered up.

Wang Qiong knew Cheng Wei very well, and he also knew how strict the security measures were to protect himself. So when he heard the answer "Yin Shi", Cheng Wei's previous sentence with the word "in the hospital" seemed a bit serious.

In the entire martial arts world, the number of people who could come to Wang Qiong's courtyard at this time could be counted on one's fingers; What was even stranger was that as one of the guards, Cheng Wei actually came to help the other party report? What was going on?

"Hmm ..." Wang Qiong muttered to himself. He had thought of many things in that moment. Then he said,"let them in."

"This ..." Cheng Wei hesitated."Directly enter your house?"

As he asked this question, Wang Qiong had already moved the brick-bed table next to the bed and lit the oil lamp on the table with a match.

"Ah, right, you can come in too." Wang Qiong replied as he threw out the fire Memorial.

Seeing that the lights in the room were already on, Cheng Wei didn't say anything more. After replying with a "yes," he turned around and led the two "guests" to the front of the room.

Not long after, Cheng Wei pushed the door open and entered. Behind him, there was a man and a woman.

"Villa Lord." After Cheng Wei entered the house, he respectfully said to Wang Qiong,"I've brought the guest."

"And these two are ..." Wang Qiong asked as he sized up brother Jue and RUO Yu.

"Good." Feng bujue took the opportunity to cut to the chase. He gave Wang Qiong a fist salute and said,"I am the master of Broken Sword chahitsu, Feng bujue." He then raised his hand in Ruoyu's direction."This is my Junior Sister, li Ruoyu."

This time, he did not give RUO Yu the title of "Madam" not because he did not want to, but because RUO Yu had told him not to take advantage of this "slightly childish" situation.

"Broken Sword chahitsu?" Wang Qiong's reaction when he heard those four words was beyond brother Jue's expectations."Broken Sword chahitsu ... Broken Sword chahitsu ..." He muttered those four words repeatedly in a low voice. He looked like he was in deep thought. After more than a minute, he turned to brother Jue and said,"are you really Feng bujue from Broken Sword chahitsu?"

At that moment, brother Jue sensed something. He smiled and said,""Oh, I didn't expect boss Wang to have heard of my name."

Wang Qiong didn't pay attention to the other party's probing. Instead, he continued to ask,""Can you prove it?"

"What kind of proof do you want?" Feng bujue spread his hands.

"It doesn't matter, you do as you see fit." Wang Qiong's answer was also watertight.

"Hehe ... Good ... You're not bad." Feng bujue laughed, and the way he looked at Wang Qiong became meaningful.

After that, brother Jue lifted his leg and took a step up.

His movements were very ordinary, as if he was walking up a flight of steps. It was just that ... There were no steps in front of him.

However, he still 'went' up to man man and used his [void trampling] ability to stand in the air. Brother Jue stood in the air, one step above the ground, and floated there.

RUO Yu was used to this, but Cheng Wei's expression was interesting.

Butler Cheng's Kung Fu wasn't low, and he had seen many magical Qinggong, but he couldn't understand the ability to "stand in the air" without any preparation.

"Hmm ... Looks like you might really be Feng bujue." When Wang Qiong saw this, he appeared rather calm, as if he was watching a show.

"It's only 'possible' and not 'certain'?" Feng bujue added.

"I have to ask you a few more questions before I can be sure." Wang Qiong said.

"You can ask." Brother Jue answered directly.

"Master Feng ... May I ask how old you are this year?" Wang Qiong said.

"I don't know," Feng bujue almost blurted it out, and he sounded very confident.

"You don't know?" Wang Qiong repeated those three words in a questioning tone.

"I was like this during the sword duel at Cang Ling. I was also like this when we fought on the summit of the Forbidden City."After that, when I went to visit heart burial Valley, I still looked like this ..." Feng bujue was smart enough to understand that age was not the point that the other party wanted to test him. The point was this information."If you ask me how old I am, I can only tell you ... I've been alive for too long, so I can't remember."

"Hmm ..." Wang Qiong nodded."You're right." He paused."But I still can't fully confirm your identity."

"Oh?" Feng bujue was curious."Isn't that enough?"

"It's not enough," Wang Qiong replied,"you might be Feng bujue himself, but it is also possible that you are someone who is good at Qing Gong and like me ... Someone who has read the forbidden martial arts manual."

The forbidden martial secret record he mentioned was a top-secret book and was one of the three forbidden scrolls.

It was said that these three books were hidden in the Imperial Palace, and only the Emperor had the right to read them. As for the others ... As long as they dared to remove the seal, their entire family would be executed for their crime.

As the secrets recorded in the other two "forbidden scrolls" were unrelated to this book; they would not be revealed here; It only said that the forbidden martial arts secret records was written in the universe's "last years of Mingsheng peace." That year, the legendary chief of the martial arts world, Yuan han, died of illness. In order to fight for the secret martial arts technique he left behind and the position of chief, a battle that could be called a catastrophe broke out in the martial arts world. The result of this battle was ... The martial arts world's forces were greatly weakened, and the Imperial court took the opportunity to intervene, taking advantage of the situation and wiping out all the forces. (Traditional powerful sects like Shaolin and Wudang had already been annihilated, and only the beggar sect among the old sects still had a little bit of incense left.) The few remaining sects could only survive after accepting the "recruitment edict."

It was that year that the "Jianghu" of this world became a dead man in name only.

The nature of the forbidden martial arts secret records was like an epitaph for the "pugilistic world." Most of the information in this book had been provided by the spies of the court's Intelligence Agency who had infiltrated the various sects and clans. It recorded many strange stories that no one knew about.

The story of Broken Sword chahitsu and Feng bujue was naturally mentioned in the book. Of course ... As a book that was written from the perspective of the Imperial court, they did not pay much attention to the Cang Lin sword seminar and the events at heart burial Valley. Their focus was on the fight between brother Jue and a beautiful woman in the Forbidden City.

Back to the main topic.

Wang Qiong had obviously read that book before. As for why he had read it and how he had read it ... It wasn't important.

Because he was Wang Qiong, he naturally had his own methods.

In a sense, this also indirectly explained why the Emperor had to kill him, a merchant.

"This is the first time I've heard of the book you mentioned." Several seconds later, Feng bujue continued,"but I can roughly guess what is written on it ..." He shrugged."In any case ... That is not important. I have many ways to prove my identity."

As he spoke, brother Jue raised one hand, put his two fingers together, and a black card of light appeared at his fingertips.

"This ... This can't be considered Qinggong, right?" Feng bujue asked.

Wang Qiong stared at the card for a few seconds."This ..." He asked."Is it useful?"

"There are many ways to use it." Brother Jue replied calmly,"the simplest and most direct way to use it ... Is to throw it out."

"So what if I throw it out?" Wang Qiong said.

"It can hurt people." Feng bujue said.

"To what extent can it be?" Wang Qiong said.

"At the very least, I'll be able to cripple that brother of yours." When Feng bujue replied, he still had a smile on his face.

However, Wang Qiong's expression changed.""Hmm ..." He thought about it for a few more seconds before coming to a final conclusion."Looks like you really are Feng bujue."

Boss Wang did not need brother Jue's further proof. When the other party noticed the existence of the 'person on top of the pillar', it explained everything.

The person hiding on the beam was Cheng Yong, Cheng Wei's younger brother.

As mentioned before, Wang Qiong had two personal guards. One was the Butler, Cheng Wei, and the other was ... Cheng Yong.

Compared to his brother, Cheng Yong was far inferior in terms of shrewdness and etiquette. However, there was one thing that Cheng Yong was more talented in martial arts than Cheng Wei.

Cheng Yong's Kung Fu was very good, so good that even Wang Qiong felt "at ease."

No one knew what kind of Kung Fu he practiced, and no one knew how powerful he was. They only knew that once Cheng Yong made a move ... The other party would die.

In fact, he didn't have many opportunities to fight. The few times he did, his opponents were all top experts from the martial arts world or the Imperial court. Only a first-class expert like that would have the ability and opportunity to approach Wang Qiong.

However, none of these people could last more than five moves against Cheng Yong.

If Cheng Wei was Wang Qiong's right-hand man, then Cheng Yong was Wang Qiong's shadow. Nothing was more reliable than the shadow, because it was always by its master's side.

There were even a few times when Wang Qiong was assassinated in bed, and he was saved by Cheng Yong ...

Seeing this, I'm sure you all understand why Wang Qiong dared to talk to so many martial arts masters face to face and at such a close distance, without the slightest fear of the other party's sudden sneak attack.

"Then ..." Wang Qiong paused for half a second and asked,"the legendary Master Feng ... Why have you come to see me so late at night?"

"Boss Wang is a businessman." "Naturally, I'm here to discuss business," Feng bujue said. "As for why I chose to come at this time, I can't do anything about it," he explained unhurriedly."During the day, there was a 'situation' in the town, so it was inconvenient for me to enter the town. Fortunately ... Two hours ago, that 'inconvenience' no longer exists. "

"Then, from two hours ago until now ..." Wang Qiong did not really care about brother Jue's behavior, so he continued the conversation."...What have you and your Junior Sister been doing?"

"Haha ..." Feng bujue chuckled."We went to find a person, asked him some questions, and then we cut his head off and brought it to you." After he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something and added,"Oh, of course. Before entering your courtyard, we even knocked out the guards around your house. After entering, we had a chat with Butler Cheng."

"Oh ..." Wang Qiong nodded."Oh right, I haven't asked ..." He suddenly looked at Cheng Wei."Old Cheng, what's the wind today?" Why would you obediently help them pass on the message?"

Cheng Wei did not answer this question. The one who replied to Wang Qiong was RUO Yu.

"Because he lost." She said in a cold tone.

"He made a move on you?" Wang Qiong asked.

"No, I didn 't," RUO Yu replied.

"Then how did he lose?" Wang Qiong said.

Before he could finish his sentence, RUO Yu had already raised her right hand and grabbed the hilt of her sword.

At that moment, her eyes moved, and a sharp murderous aura filled the entire room.

The killing intent was like a pair of invisible hands that gripped everyone's throat. Even brother Jue felt the suffocating pressure.

Wuwuwuwu

In the blink of an eye, RUO Yu's killing intent had just risen when she saw a black shadow scuttle down from the beam.

The shadow was as fast as a Swan and as powerful as a Thunderbolt. In the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of RUO Yu, and its hands were already holding onto its weapon.

Then, he stopped.

It wasn't just a slight pause, but a complete freeze.

A drop of cold sweat the size of a bean rolled down Cheng Yong's forehead, slid to the bridge of his nose, and split into two.

He stood there, his eyes wide open as he looked at the female swordsman in front of him.

She looked to be in her early twenties, and her otherworldly temperament and beauty were unforgettable.

However, at this moment, these visible appearances had been covered by the heavy sword essence and became negligible.

RUO Yu's hand did not move, and her sword was still in its sheath.

But from Cheng Yong's point of view, the other party's sword was already at his throat.

He did not move because he could not.

His hands, his feet, his torso, his fingers, his eyelids ... None of them could move.

He would be killed if he moved.

This was what Cheng Yong felt at this moment ...

The silence lasted for about ten seconds.

Ten seconds later, Cheng Yong's body relaxed, and he fell to the ground like a broken building block, gasping for breath.

Cold sweat had already covered his shocked face.

At this moment, RUO Yu, who had retracted her killing intent and sword intent, walked to the bed-bed with steady steps.

As if nothing had happened, she took out a head wrapped in cloth, still bleeding, from her bag and placed it on the table.

As she put down the head, RUO Yu continued her unfinished sentence,""That's how I lost. "