Chapter 329 The Truth (Subscription Request)

Ji Wuhui stared blankly at the person lying on the ground.

There was still a look of disbelief in his eyes.

After she separated from Lu Yuan, she discovered two more villages that had been massacred.

With hatred in his heart, he saw signal fireworks rising into the sky in this town.

Knowing that something must have changed here, I rushed here.

During the process, a fleeing townsman was stopped.

After confirming that there was a masked evil man causing trouble here, they hurried over even faster.

Following the sound of fighting, I came here and saw the mask on the masked evil man's face being lifted.

When I saw that face.

Ji Wuhui only felt the heavenly couch.

She walked palely beside the person lying on the ground and asked with disbelief:
"Why?".

The person lying on the ground was her fifteenth uncle.

Although her bloodline in the royal family had long been diluted, she did not have much interaction with her fifteenth uncle.

But the other party's masked black clothes, the cloth bag hanging around his waist, and his appearance here at this time are enough to explain everything.

When Ji Wuxu heard the question, he turned his head with difficulty. When he saw that it was Ji Wuhui, his face was filled with hatred!
It seemed as if the person standing in front of him was not his niece, but a bitter enemy.

He coughed up blood and shouted:
“Ji Wuhui!! As the blood of the Ji family, you have repeatedly obstructed the royal family’s plans.

Even Ji Wuya can't protect you! ! "

This shout drained all of Ji Wuxu's strength.

He stared with his eyes wide open, straightened his body, vomited blood, and died.

Ji Wuhui's face was miserable.

These major cases of massacring villages and destroying towns were actually committed by the royal family!
She was not stupid and had some guesses about the matter.

After all, apart from the royal family, who else would have so many magical skills.

But she didn't want to believe it.

Moreover, she really couldn't understand what good it would do to the royal family to commit such a massacre against their own people.

Today, after seeing the Fifteenth Uncle, she had no choice but to believe it.

Lu Yuan glanced at Ji Wuhui.

The matter has been clarified.

He was repaying the other party for giving him the martial arts technique.

What's happening here should have nothing to do with him.

Let others handle the chivalrous matters.

Preparing to evacuate.

Under the moonlight, several dark shadows passed by quickly.

The black shadow was extremely fast and fell down in an instant.

One of the masked men with white eyebrows looked at Ji Wuxu lying on the ground and shouted in shock:
"Disorder!!".

His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Ji Wuhui standing aside, his voice as cold as ice:
"Ji~no~regrets!!".

They followed the fireworks.

In the distance, Ji Wuxu's hateful voice could be heard, as if he had infinite hatred towards Ji Wuhui.

When they arrived, they saw Ji Wuxu was already dead.

Then we knew that Ji Wuxu died at the hands of Ji Wuhui.

Looking at Ji Wuhui who dared to kill his own family, the masked old man was filled with hatred.

A palm with extremely strong yang force struck Ji Wuhui, whose face was still pale.

Ji Wuhui seemed to be in a daze and did not resist at all.

Let that palm hit you.

The man was slapped away and a streak of blood spurted out in the air. He rolled on the ground for several times and stopped only after hitting a wall.

He leaned against the wall dejectedly, lost in thought.

She recognized the other person's voice; it was the Seventh Emperor.

He is the biological father of the fifteenth uncle who is lying on the ground.

Sure enough, the people who massacred the village and destroyed the town were indeed her Ji family.

Then the Emperor must also know about it.

No wonder my father has been preventing me from investigating this matter.

So, is the Emperor involved in this as well?
Ji Wuhui was so distracted that she didn't notice that the old man's palm, with its extremely strong yang force, was already coming towards her head.

If this palm strikes, Ji Wuhui's life will be taken.

Just as the palm was about to fall.

“Ang! Roar!” A roar like a dragon or an elephant sounded.

A fist was already striking towards the palm that was filled with extreme yang energy.

With a "Bang~!!" sound, the palm of the masked old man was hit by the fist and tilted.

The extremely yang energy in his palm shot out and hit a broken wall next to Ji Wuhui.

With a loud "Boom~!!", the wall was smashed into pieces.

Ji Wuhui's face was still pale, as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and he didn't utter a word.

Lu Yuan put away his fist and stood in front of the stunned Ji Wuhui.

He didn't expect that this woman, who was in charge of the Zhenwu Division, could be so vulnerable to provocation.

When she found out about the shameful things these parents were doing, she was so excited that she became like a fool.

If others want to kill, let them do it.

He had no connection with this woman.

But the last time the other party took out the ice bead, he remembered this favor.

He couldn't just watch the other person die in front of him and do nothing.

What's more, the old man attacked Ji Wuhui because he thought Ji Wuhui had killed the director of the Intelligence Department.

He killed that person.

He has walked the right path and stood upright, so how could he let others take the blame for him?

Standing in front of Ji Wuhui, he laughed:

"What? Are you familiar with Ji Wuxu on the ground?

I was the one who killed him; I stepped on his stomach and it broke open.

If you want to help him get revenge, just come to me."

The masked old man, whose palm was deflected, stared at the other party after Lu Yuan threw a punch.

He didn't think too much about it at first.

I think the only one here who has the ability to kill Wuxu is Ji Wuhui.

That's why he attacked Ji Wuhui out of anger.

After taking action, he also felt a little scared.

Ji Wuhui is Ji Wuya's most beloved daughter.

Even if Wuxu died at the hands of Ji Wuhui, he could not kill Ji Wuhui with his own hands.

Otherwise, Ji Wuya will take his life.

The most he could do was to subdue Ji Wuhui and bring him to the Holy Ancestor, who would decide his fate.

In this way, Ji Wuya could not vent his anger on him.

When he tried to retract his strength, he was hit by a punch.

Feeling the power of this punch, his expression changed.

The power of this punch is enough to cause fatal damage to the most powerful people.

The injuries on Wuxu's body were obviously caused by a strong person who practiced physical training.

It seems that the one who killed Wuxu was not Ji Wuhui, but the person in front of him.

Wait until the other party says it in person.

The masked old man had an extremely cold look in his eyes.

He couldn't do anything to Ji Wuhui.

But in his eyes, the real murderer, Situ of Zhenwu Division, was already a dead man.

He was already thinking about how to capture the man alive, take him back, and use the prison's instruments to slowly torture him until he was a dried up human.

No need to waste time talking nonsense.

He used the internal force of the Nine Yang Divine Art and shot out violently. The dazzling light on his palm almost illuminated the moonlit night.

Press your palms directly towards the opponent's forehead.

The road is long but I will not avoid it.

What he practiced was the body-building exercise.

It's close combat.

Would he be afraid of close combat with anyone?
"Ang~! Roar~!".

The sound of dragon and elephant burst out from his whole body.

He also raised his fists, and phantoms of ferocious beasts burst out from his fists, smashing towards the dazzling palm that was coming towards him.

The masked old man sneered.

How could he not know that the other party was a strong man who practiced physical training and was very good at hand-to-hand combat?

But the Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Technique is only a superior martial art.

The royal family has a complete version of this technique.

There are also young people who have reached the fifth level.

But even so, it is impossible to break through the peak.

(End of this chapter)