Jin Ping'er's face turned gloomy in an instant, and his fox-like eyes lost their usual laziness and smile, replaced by a cold, poisonous light.
Lu Xueqi's fingers had already grasped the hilt of Tianya Sword's sword. The moonlight filtered in through the window and shone on her face. Her cold face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost at the moment.
"Husband." Jin Ping'er's voice was very soft, but every word was like being fished out of an ice cellar. "This old guy is so dirty. He still wants to get his hands on your woman. What do you want to do?"
Lu Jiuyuan leaned against the wall, his face as gloomy as the sky before a storm.
His fingers tapped lightly in his sleeves, one after another, slowly and slowly.
His expression was calm, but both Jin Ping'er and Lu Xueqi knew that this calmness was more terrifying than anger.
"Kill." Lu Jiuyuan's voice was very soft, as light as a fallen leaf, but the word "kill" was bitten hard, like a blade cutting across the bones.
"However, we want to kill people with a borrowed knife, in the name of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect."
Jin Ping'er and Lu Xueqi looked at each other with a flash of light in their eyes.
Killing people with a borrowed knife, doing justice for heaven, and throwing dirty water on others at the same time, a strategy that kills three birds with one stone.
"Husband, if you only kill one city lord, I'm afraid they won't be fooled." Jin Ping'er's voice was very low, but there was a calm calculation in his tone. "If a city lord dies, Fenxiang Valley will at most replace one person to defend the city. They will not go to war with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect over a waste."
Lu Jiuyuan looked at her, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He guessed what she was thinking. "You want to destroy this place."
"Husband, only kill one city lord, I'm afraid they won't be fooled."
Jin Ping'er's voice was very low, but there was a calm calculation in his tone.
"When a city lord dies, Fenxiang Valley can at most replace it with someone else to defend the city. They won't go to war with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect over a waste."
Lu Jiuyuan looked at her, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He guessed what Jin Ping'er was thinking, "You want to destroy this place."
Jin Ping'er nodded, his fox-like eyes shining in the dimness.
"Drunken Moon Tower is Fenxiang Valley's largest industry in Black Stone City. The treasury, information, and connections are all here.
If this place is destroyed, Fenxiang Valley will be completely embarrassed.
On their own territory, their own industry is being blamed by the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. If they don't respond, they will never be able to hold their head high again in Southern Border."
Lu Xueqi stood aside, listening to Jin Ping'er's words, and was silent for a moment, "I agree."
Her voice was very soft, very calm, but very firm, "Everyone here deserves to die."
Lu Jiuyuan looked at Jin Ping'er, then at Lu Xueqi, nodded slightly, "Then do it."
Jin Ping'er nodded, took out the poison bottle and handed it to Lu Jiuyuan.
Then, three figures flashed out from the darkness and silently approached the ajar door.
The moment he opened the door, the city lord raised his head and saw the person at the door, and the smile on his face froze.
He opened his mouth to call someone, but Lu Jiuyuan had already walked in front of him.
It was so fast that his eyes couldn't keep up.
Lu Jiuyuan pinched his chin with his fingers, and a pill slid into his throat, bringing with it a refreshing coolness, and into his abdomen.
The city lord's face turned from pale to death, and he grabbed his throat with his hands, trying to pull out the pill, but the pill had already slipped into his abdomen.
His body began to twitch, foaming at the mouth, his eyes turned white, and a stream of Sisi black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
In a few breaths, the old guy who just now was laughing lewdly and talking about how to get involved with other people's women turned into a corpse slumped on the bed, his eyes were still open, his pupils were dilated, and he refused to rest in peace.
The two brothel girls were so frightened that they trembled all over. They huddled in the corner and hugged each other. Their teeth were chattering and they couldn't say a word.
Jin Ping'er walked over, squatted down, and sounded as softly as if he was coaxing a child.
"Don't be afraid, we won't kill you. But you have to remember that what happened tonight was done by the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. Do you understand?"
The two women nodded desperately, tears streaming down their faces, and they did not dare to speak.
Lu Jiuyuan walked out of the room and walked deeper along the corridor.
At the door of each wing, he would pause, open the door, walk in, and then walk out.
His movements were very light and quiet, like a gust of wind passing through the corridor, without disturbing anyone.
None of the Fenxiang Valley disciples who were drinking and having fun in the wing, or those Fenxiang Valley men who were hugging the woman and talking obscenely, noticed the arrival of the God of Death.
Jin Ping'er followed him. Every time she passed a wing, she would peek in to make sure everyone inside was dead.
Lu Xueqi walked at the back. Her Tianya Sword was never unsheathed, but her fingers were always on the hilt, ready to draw the sword at any time.
She didn't kill anyone, but she didn't stop it either.
Those people deserved to die, she knew it very well.
The door of the last wing at the end of the corridor was open, but there was no one inside.
Lu Jiuyuan stood at the door, glanced across the empty room, turned around and walked back.
The entire brothel was as quiet as a tomb. Those who used to have fun here and those who used to plot conspiracies here were now transformed into corpses slumped on chairs and lying on the ground.
The lights were still on in the madam's room.
Jin Ping'er Pushed the door open, the madam was sitting in front of the dressing table taking off her makeup. When she heard the noise, she turned her head and saw the three people at the door, her expression changed drastically.
Just as she was about to call someone, Jin Ping'er had already put the dagger at her throat.
"Don't shout." Jin Ping'er's voice was very soft, with a hint of coldness, "I won't kill you."
The madam's eyes were wide open, her whole body was shaking, her lips were trembling and she could not speak.
Jin Ping'er released the dagger pressed against her throat, stepped back, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and wiped the blade slowly.
"Go back and tell you Fenxiang Valley people that what happened to Black Stone City was done by the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. The city lord is dead, Drunken Moon Tower is destroyed, and none of your people are left."
Jin Ping'er threw the handkerchief on the ground, turned around, and walked out of the room without looking back, "Remember, it's Ten Thousand Poisons Sect."
The madam sat slumped on the ground, her face pale and her whole body trembling. She looked at the handkerchief that fell on the ground, as if looking at a life-threatening charm.
Three figures flashed out from the back door and blended into the night.
Jin Ping'er walked in the front, her steps were as brisk as stepping on clouds. The night wind blew the corners of her clothes, flying like a butterfly in the moonlight.
She looked back at Lu Jiuyuan and Lu Xueqi, with a sly smile on her lips.
"I'll take you to the residence arranged by the city lord for disciple Qingyun Sect."
Lu Jiuyuan and Lu Xueqi looked at each other and nodded.
The three of them walked through several streets and arrived in front of a house in the east of the city.
Qingyun Sect's disciples have all gone to bed and are scattered in several rooms, snoring one after another.
Jin Ping'er walked straight to the main room, opened the door, and lit the oil lamp on the table.
Jin Ping'er walked around the room, opened the window, and the night breeze rushed in, carrying the fragrance of locust flowers.
She took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Lu Jiuyuan and Lu Xueqi with a smile.
"We'll stay here tonight."