Why do I have so many masters?

Xu Sixing smiled slightly, extended his hand forward, and said:

"Lady, please."

Dongfang Ximing lowered her gaze, took one last look at the bustling and prosperous Liangzhou City today, felt that stepping forward, her pale pink shoes stepping into the river mud, although supported by a massive qi mechanism, preventing her from sinking, the feeling of being incessantly swallowed and pulled downward, instead grew clearer.

"Brother..."

Yang Hu took advantage of the water flow not having receded, to push the stone door shut again.

The two worlds were completely separated.

...

Wang Anfeng leapt up abruptly, no longer concealing his presence, swiftly dashed towards the northern city gate, moving extremely fast, but as soon as he charged out, a flash of cold light shot straight towards him, Wang Anfeng raised his hand, grabbed the mechanical crossbow bolt capable of piercing through twenty layers of Great Qin iron armor in his hand, but this inevitably slowed down his rapid advance.

On the thirteenth tier lamp tower ahead, stood a person he never expected to see, but if it was him, he would have enough reason and ability, after all, even Xiahou Xuan's mask could be seen through at a glance, let alone his less mastered disguise technique?

When Wang Anfeng saw him, he knew lying would not work, looked at the mechanical crossbow in his hand, and said softly: "What are you doing?"

Tie Lin closed his eyes lightly, and said calmly:

"I already know about your matters with junior brother Wuxin, now return to the Ministry of Punishment with me, and await the verdict. I don't know what your purpose here is, but Feng An, don't make another mistake."

"After returning this way, I will vouch for you, allowing you a chance to offset your crimes with acts of merit."

Wang Anfeng felt a thud in his heart, almost thinking Wuxin had betrayed him, but then he realized Tie Lin's tone had a mysterious attitude towards Wuxin too, guessing that it wasn't Wuxin who betrayed him, but rather Tie Lin directly put Wuxin on a list of suspects.

This was probably guessed by Tie Lin himself.

This was information shocking enough to him, truly worthy of a famed constable.

Wang Anfeng felt anxious, with normal people, he could easily evade, but Tie Lin holding a powerful Mo Family mechanical crossbow, and his martial arts not lacking, combining the two, unless Wang Anfeng used deadly force to directly kill him, it would be hard to escape.

He then calmed his restlessness, and said:

"Tie Lin, whatever you are thinking, you guessed wrong. I am only here to rescue that girl, she, she could very likely be my cousin."

Tie Lin's face turned cold, raising the mechanical crossbow again, saying:

"In this generation of the Dongfang Clan, Dongfang Ningxin indeed left the family three months ago, but Dongfang Ningxin does not have a male cousin, only two male cousins."

Wang Anfeng's expression froze, knowing that tangling further would be in vain, moreover, he had some questions himself, so he stopped explaining, surrounded himself with the knife light in his hand, and charged straight towards Liangzhou City gate.

Tie Lin felt full of disappointment, even his palm felt a little cold.

Things were sliding towards the direction he most didn't want to see.

In today's situation already being urgent, if releasing a Yi Nanping intent on slaughter, the problems caused to the whole Liangzhou City would be unimaginable, the number of civilian casualties from trampling alone could exceed a thousand.

His gaze instantly turned icy cold, no longer hesitating, the hand crossbow in his hand pulling the trigger.

The crossbow bolt instantly shot out, two consecutive shots, forcibly blocking Wang Anfeng, then Tie Lin threw the hand crossbow, holding a thin sword, took the opportunity to charge forward, Wang Anfeng reluctantly turned to respond.

The collision of knife and sword, roaring sounds erupted.

Now Wang Anfeng understood what kind of strength a famed constable should have, Tie Lin had not previously performed outstandingly because he also had concerns about civilians, now without citizens around, he fully showcased the power directly under the Ministry of Punishment.

Even with Wang Anfeng's martial arts, wanting to escape, would need at least two hundred moves.

Unless using a killing move.

Wang Anfeng glanced at the northern city gate, roughly a hundred miles away from here, but in a blink of an eye, Tie Lin had already charged forward, every move treating Wang Anfeng as a lifelong enemy, exhibiting a desperate fighting spirit.

......

Liangzhou City·North Street.

A wandering young man was struggling against the crowd, arduously moving towards the inn where the Divine Martial Mansion's killer was staying, it took him considerable effort to barely reach here, finally breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly someone behind shouted "scattered money!", the crowd surged forward, this wandering young man was unaware, directly knocked stumbling back.

A faint light flashed, the young man's body stiffened, his eyes lost their luster, knocked down to the ground, unable to control the situation, trampling feet stepping over him.

There was a faint light laugh.

The shopkeeper of Zhang's Inn yawned, above, Li Qidao frowned, noticing someone had just killed, yet perceived the killed person not being a good person either, coldly laughed inwardly, no longer paying attention.

...

Dongfang Ximing's heart suddenly felt empty, at this moment, she felt completely cut off from the hope of being rescued, this feeling was too strong, she even accidentally slipped, leaning against the wall, making quite a loud noise.

Yang Hu turned back, cast a slightly warning glance at her.

This flood discharge opening was under the city gate, above was the city tower, sound could easily travel, if not careful, alerting the defending army on the city walls would cause huge trouble, he, although not afraid, did not wish for any mistakes at this moment.