Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 287 Chess pieces (for subscription)

   "Not bad," Zhang Jing nodded in satisfaction.

   This Yuan Hua still knows something.

   "Thank you for your compliment," Yuan Hua raised his head and smiled.

   "However, this is not enough for me to believe you," Zhang Jing said after a pause.

   "My lord, my lord, my subordinates are loyal," Yuan Hua hurriedly explained after hearing Zhang Jing's words.

   If Zhang Jing didn't believe him, wouldn't he have to follow the fate of his senior brothers.

  He doesn't want to die, otherwise, he wouldn't pretend to be dead.

   In desperation, the knife on his left chest, which had been mended, began to bleed again.

   "Do you believe this?" Zhang Jing squatted down slowly, looking directly at Yuan Hua and said softly.

   "Subordinate, subordinate," Yuan Hua was a little flustered, not knowing how to explain it.

   After all, who would trust a man who has just surrendered to be faithful to him?

  Don't say it's Zhang Jing, even he himself doesn't believe it.

   "I have a poison. After taking it, there is no solution other than the antidote. Are you willing to take it?" The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth curled up slightly.

   In this case, it is safer.

   "Subordinate, subordinate is willing," Yuan Hua knelt on the ground and said in a low voice.

  He knew that if he didn't take this elixir, he would have to bury it here today.

   No, Zhao Zhangjing's character might just burn them, it's too much effort to bury them.

  Eat it and you can live longer.

  Zhang Jing nodded in satisfaction. Looking at Zhang Ye beside him, "Okay, Zhang Ye, bring the Rotten Bone Piercing Pill."

   Hearing the name, Yuan Hua knew it was a very powerful elixir, and his heart became even more nervous.

   Zhang was also a little surprised. When did he have this poison on him?

  However, soon, Zhang also reacted. After searching for a while, he took out a dark elixir and placed it in front of Yuan Hua's eyes.

  Looking at Zhang Jing's half-smile eyes, Yuan Hua took a deep breath, picked up the elixir and swallowed it.

   "This elixir doesn't feel anything at all on weekdays, but you need to take the antidote once a year to suppress the toxicity, otherwise, you will rot and die," Zhang Jing said with a smile.

  The elixir was naturally made by him casually, and he didn't know what Zhang Ye took out.

  The purpose is just to scare Yuan Hua and make him dare not have second thoughts.

   It can be regarded as a guarantee.

   "Subordinate, I understand," Yuan Hua said in a low voice.

  Even without poison, he would not dare to betray Zhang Jing just relying on the signed calligraphy and paintings.

  Once this matter spreads, the Qingcheng Sword Sect will not listen to his explanation. I am afraid that it will directly kill him.

   "Do you know what to say when you go back?" Zhang Jing smiled.

  When Yuan Hua made up the knife and saw that he was still alive, Zhang Jing changed his plan.

  If Yuan Hua, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, were to say that Tie Jianmen did it, it would be more credible.

  Anyway, Yuan Hua's heart is on the right side, so he can go back and say that he survived by luck without arousing any suspicion.

  By the way, place a **** in the Qingcheng Sword Sect to prepare for the future.

   "Return, do you want to go back?" Yuan Hua's face was full of astonishment, he thought it was directly under Shun Zhangjing's subordinates.

   "Of course I want to go back."

  If he was not allowed to go back, Zhang Jing would not have done so much preparation work.

  He has no shortage of subordinates, especially a subordinate with only third-rate strength.

   "You have to remember that the person who attacked your Qingcheng Sword Sect today was not Zhenwu Si Zhangjing, but a member of Tiejianmen, and you escaped because your heart grew on the right side, understand?"

   Zhang Jing looked directly at Yuan Huadao.

   "Subordinate, subordinate, I understand," Yuan Hua lowered his head.

   "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly if you do things for me. I won't be stingy whether it's pills, weapons, exercises, or women. Moreover,

  With my help, your status in the Qingcheng Sword Sect will rise sharply,

  You, don't you want to break through the realm?

  Don't you want to be the master? "

  Zhang Jing reached out and raised Yuan Hua's bowed head, staring at him closely.

   "Think," Yuan Hua swallowed, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

  Before, he was just an unknown junior in Qingcheng Sword Sect, and no one recognized him.

  However, this does not mean that he has no ideals.

  He also wants to break through the first-class realm, and also wants to be the envy of others.

   These, perhaps Zhang Jing can give him.

   "The rotting bone piercing heart pill on your body, after three years, if you behave well, I will help you untie it in advance," Zhang Jing said seductively.

   "Master Xie, my subordinates will definitely do their best to help you," Yuan Hua cupped his hands.

   Zhang Jing nodded and didn't say much.

   This is just right, if the introduction is too detailed, it will make the Qingcheng Sword Sect suspicious.

   After all, Yuan Hua is just an ordinary disciple with little strength.

   "Zhang Ye, give him some medicine to stop the bleeding," Zhang Jing ordered.

   Yuan Hua's body is still bleeding, Zhang Jing doesn't want this **** to die so early.

   "Yes," Zhang Ye stepped forward and gave Yuan Hua a pack of medicine.

   "Your brothers will be buried by you. If we do it, we will leave traces," Zhang Jing said softly.

   "Yes, this subordinate understands," Yuan Hua nodded.

   "Oh, by the way, your uncle's body is over there," Zhang Jing pointed in one direction and said.

   "Yes, the subordinate understands."

   "I'll contact you when you settle down and don't arouse suspicion. Okay, I'm leaving,"

  Let’s go,” Zhang Jing said to his subordinates in front of him.

  Looking at the figures of Zhang Jing and the others leaving, Yuan Hua knelt down on one knee and said loudly:

   "Subordinate, send off my lord!"

  Zhang Jing didn't look back, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

   As long as there are no accidents in this matter, Qingcheng Sword Sect and Tie Jianmen will fight as he expected.

  As for him, he developed obscenely.

  After accumulating enough strength, Zhang Jing might use Yuan Hua as a pawn.

   When Zhang Jing walked away, Yuan Hua took a deep breath.

   This time,

   Finally survived.

   Not long after fighting Zhang Jing's men, Yuan Hua deliberately lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

  In his opinion, the elder Gongsun in his heyday was no match for Zhang Jing,

   Not to mention now after being injured.

   Sure enough,

  He guessed right, the one who came back was indeed Zhang Jing.

  The only unexpected thing is that Zhang Jing is so ruthless, and the last knife is not enough.

   You have to chop off the head directly to make sure nothing goes wrong.

   Now, he can't lie down anymore, and if he lies down again, his head should be chopped off.

  He doesn't want to die yet.

   No, not only him, none of the brothers wanted to die.

   But he was the only one who escaped with his heart growing on the right side.

   Enduring the severe pain, Yuan Hua tore off his clothes, and then sprinkled the medicine left by Zhang Ye on the wound.

   After waiting for a while, Yuan Hua ate some food and recovered some strength.

  Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Yuan Hua's eyes flashed with sadness.

  These are all his seniors who get along with him day and night, but he didn't expect that now they are separated by yin and yang.

   There is no hatred for Zhang Jing, no, maybe there is.

   But they were all suppressed by him.

  Yuan Hua knew that his current fate was in the hands of Zhang Jing.

  All he has to do is to do things well for Zhang Jing, so that Zhang Jing can fulfill his promise.

   Give him the antidote,

  Give him status,

  Give him strength,

  Give it to him, woman!

   After pondering for a while, Yuan Hua began to dig a hole.

   After all, he is a warrior with real energy, even if he is injured, digging a hole is not a big problem.

  Yuan Hua put the corpses of his seniors inside, but did not bury them, but turned around and walked in one direction.

  He clearly remembered that Zhang Jing once said that the body of Master Uncle Gongsun Bai was in that direction.

   Not long after walking, Yuan Hua stopped.

   Looking at the devastated scene, Yuan Hua was a little horrified.

  After the horror, the yearning for the innate realm was ignited.

  I hope that I can reach this point in the future.

   Soon, Yuan Huajiu discovered Gongsun Bai's body,

Do not,

   It should be called the residual limb to be more suitable.

  Seeing the ferocious look on his uncle's face, Yuan Hua took a deep breath.

  He now has a clearer understanding of Zhang Jing's methods.

   Zhang Jing is indeed ruthless.

  However, only such a person can go high enough and go far enough.

  After wrapping up Gongsun Bai's body, Yuan Hua started to rush back.

   There is nothing more to say, just put the stump into the dug earth pit, and then fill it with soil and bury it.

   Then, another board was inserted in front of the grave.

  Nothing was written on the wooden board, and it was only left as a mark for the convenience of the Qingcheng Sword Sect in the future.

   After all, he is one of the elders, and the Qingcheng Sword Sect will definitely take him home.

   After finishing everything, Yuan Hua kowtowed to the grave.

   This head can be regarded as his farewell to the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

   Since then,

  He is no longer a disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but a lackey under the command of Zhang Jing, the commander of the Wusi of Dongqi Town.

   Kowtowing his head will make him feel less burdened.

   After all, he betrayed the sect, so he still felt some pressure in his heart.

   After finishing everything, Yuan Hua turned and left without thinking.

   Zhang Jing returned to Zhang Mansion quietly, not with his subordinates.

  The goal is too big, and it is easy to arouse suspicion.

   Zhang Jing went straight to the secret room, he is still injured.

  Needs a good recuperation.

   Zhang Jing sat cross-legged, put a healing elixir in his mouth, and began to refine.

   Not long after, Zhang Ye, Jiang Xin and others also came back one after another.

  Similarly, Zhang Jing also let them enter in batches through the four city gates to ensure nothing goes wrong.

   "My lord," Zhang Ye whispered outside the secret room.

   "Take the injured brother down to recuperate," Zhang Jing said calmly, opening her eyes.

   Although no one was killed in this fight, some brothers were still injured.

   After all, the opponents are all disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, so injuries are inevitable.

   After all, they were born in Yeluzi, so in terms of individual strength, they are still inferior to those people.

   "Yes, this subordinate understands," Zhang Ye replied, and then he withdrew directly.

   Zhang Jing closed his eyes again, and continued to refine the elixir to recover from his injuries.

  (end of this chapter)