As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Chapter 963 963

Chapter 963 963

"If you want to die, you can hand over my sister and the prime minister, and we will spare your lives." 

The woodcutter started to steal the show. 

Sikong Wuyuan wanted to roll his eyes. 

The damage was clearly inflicted by the king, so why was the person speaking this woodcutter? 

However, the woodcutter did not notice Sikong Wuyuan's expression. Instead, he continued to swagger. "Hurry up and bring us to see him!" 

Jiang Ming did not think much of it. 

Seeing that Jiang Ming was unmoved, Sikong Wuyuan felt indignant for him. 

"We still have a good show to watch later." Jiang Ming comforted him. 

Sikong Wuyuan did not understand what was going on. He then saw someone kidnap the prime minister. 

The prime minister could not bear the humiliation and was about to commit suicide when someone grabbed his neck tightly. 

That person laughed out loud. 

"This prime minister killed my brother. I want him to pay with his life. I'll hand him over to you. You can do whatever you want to him, but you can't let him go." 

Sikong Wuyuan's jaw dropped. 

Could this be the king's plan? 

But since that was the case, wouldn't they just wait outside the door? Why did he go through so much trouble in this courtyard? 

In fact, this was something that Jiang Ming did not expect. 

He thought that the prime minister would swagger out, but he was tied up like this. 

"You vile person," the prime minister said angrily. "I've been the best to you, but you treat me like this. You should go to the depths of hell." 

"Who cares what you say? You're in my hands now, but you're about to be tortured to death by them." 

The man kicked the prime minister directly in front of Jiang Ming and the others. "I want to see how you will deal with him," he said with interest. 

When Jiang Ming saw the person who took the initiative to come up, he went forward and wanted to tie him up. 

However, the woodcutter suddenly launched an attack and aimed a kick at Sikong Wuyuan's head. 

Sikong Wuyuan did not expect that this woodcutter would attack, and he could not help but retreat. 

It was somewhat difficult for him to parry the woodcutter's attack, and he could not help but fall to the ground. 

This fall allowed the woodcutter to seize the opportunity. The woodcutter immediately stepped on Sikong Wuyuan's abdomen, planning to break his body completely. 

"Go to hell! Sikong Wuyuan, if you want to blame someone, blame it on yourself for killing my sister!" 

Sikong Wuyuan did not expect that the main target this time would actually be him. He could not help but be shocked. 

He had never killed a woman, so why would the sect master accuse him for no reason? 

Thinking of this, he became angry again. 

"I've never killed women. You're making it seem like I've done something to women." 

The prime minister shouted. 

"He killed her. We can't let the king go either. He tortured your sister to death." 

Jiang Ming was furious when he saw that the prime minister had been lying. He tied the prime minister up and pressed his acupuncture points. 

The prime minister could not speak any longer 

At this moment, the woodcutter had already lost his mind. He immediately shouted, "Return my sister!" 

Jiang Ming felt that this woodcutter was a complete lunatic and immediately went forward to fight him. 

The woodcutter's spell technique was extremely strange. Sometimes he would use his feet, and sometimes he would use his hidden weapons. 

Jiang Ming was barely able to withstand his attacks, and then he discovered that the woodcutter's hidden weapons had come out of his robe. 

Because he was fighting with Jiang Ming, the woodcutter did not have time to pay attention to Sikong Wuyuan. 

Sikong Wuyuan's intuition told him that this was a good opportunity. He took out the hidden weapon from the woodcutter's robe and threw it over. 

The woodcutter was immediately cut. 

He was most afraid of pain and could not help but scream. However, he immediately rushed toward Sikong Wuyuan. 

Sikong Wuyuan was not afraid at all. He released a halo-like barrier in his hand, wanting to trap the other party. 

However, the woodcutter destroyed this barrier. 

Sikong Wuyuan was dumbfounded. 

He remembered that the sect master of the Palm Sect did not have so much strength. Who had nurtured him? 

The woodcutter kept looking forward, but he forgot that Jiang Ming was still behind him. Jiang Ming raised his hand and pierced it through the other party's body. 

The woodcutter frowned in pain, but he could not say anything. 

Jiang Ming stepped forward again and punched the woodcutter again. 

The woodcutter felt that the bones in his body had already fallen apart. He could not help but burst into tears, but when he thought of his sister, he continued to persevere. 

He turned around and threw the dart he had hidden at Jiang Ming. 

He had specially smeared poison on the dart. Even if it just touched his opponent, they could be poisoned to death. 

Jiang Ming caught it, and the poison naturally fell into his hands. 

The woodcutter laughed secretly in his heart, but he pretended to say, "You win, Your Majesty. But I will never forget my hatred." 

He collapsed. 

Jiang Ming felt a little strange. 

"I've never seen your sister before. Why would you say that I killed her?" 

Sikong Wuyuan felt that it might have something to do with the prime minister. He said angrily, "You must be talking nonsense. You don't look like someone who can speak the truth." 

However, the woodcutter took out a jade pendant with trembling hands. He did not answer Jiang Ming but kept fumbling for the jade pendant. 

Jiang Ming looked at the jade pendant carefully and saw a woman's figure inside, but he did not know the woman. 

He could not help but find it ridiculous. 

"You killed someone innocent." 

The woodcutter did not say anything else. He closed his eyes and left the world. 

Sikong Wuyuan also could not understand what the woodcutter was thinking. He grabbed the collar of the prime minister and glared at him." Is this your doing? Your idea is smart. You wanted us to kill each other. I thought there would be a good show, but it turned out to be such a ridiculous show." 

The kidnapper suddenly thought of something. He laughed and said, "His sister was killed by the prime minister. The prime minister gave him a dose of medicine. When he saw other people, he immediately believed that they were the ones who killed his sister. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so persistent now. What a joke. I've been used by others." 

He suddenly started crying. 

Now that his comrades were dead, he did not want to live anymore. 

The prime minister did not say anything. Instead, he lowered his head, thinking about something. 

A gloomy aura spread around his body. Sikong Wuyuan noticed this strange phenomenon and quickly shouted at the other party, "Hey! What are you thinking? Why aren't you answering my question?" 

Hearing this, Jiang Ming could not help but look over. 

But then, the prime minister automatically untied the rope, and his eyes became sharp.