Meng Qi nodded: Faced with such a master's sneak attack, it is difficult to hold back due to the pull of Qi. ｀Top｀Point｀｀x
He felt quite innocent, it wasn't that he didn't want to be caught alive.
Jiang Hengchuan, who was wearing the mask of Huode Xingjun, could Wenquxingjun be part of a group? He frowned and looked at the slowly extinguishing flames. No, someone deliberately framed him last time. Could it be that Wenquxingjun saw that we were not fooled and used the same trick again? Unfortunately, his skills were not as good as others. , died by your sword
Regarding the incident involving Chu Guan, the incense master of the Dajiang Clan, Chen Yasong, the deputy hall leader, and Dai Fei, the chief arrester of Qingshou, later found out that something was wrong and did not report it accordingly, so as not to inform the superiors of such a flawed judgment, which would cause scolding and be considered stupid and absolutely unacceptable. Opportunities for advancement.
Of course, Chen Yasong could not hide the death of an incense master and had to report it to the Hechuan General Forum. However, he only described it truthfully and did not add a word of his own opinion, allowing the senior officials of the Dajiang Gang to judge the truth and make a response.
Meng Qi said thoughtfully: The technique he used was like the Huode Xingjun in the myth.
According to Wufang Emperor Dao Qingyu's information, he was 80% sure that it was the real Huode Xingjun. Coupled with the previous thinking level trap, he became more and more certain that the person behind the scenes was Wenquxingjun. However, he did not know how many people came from Shinhwa. , there are no official members.
If you want to fake Lord Huo Dexing, your skills must be similar. Jiang Hengchuan looked around and said casually, what are the origins of Wenquxingjun and Huodexingjun, why are they unknown in the world, and why do some people want to frame them
Meng Qi pouted: They have to ask themselves.
If I knew, why bother to trace it
Mr. Su, you were framed last time and almost hurt my hand. Today you were attacked by surprise again. Fortunately, the opponent was not strong enough. Jiang Hengchuan frowned slightly and looked at Meng Qi. They have targeted you many times. I'm afraid it can't be explained by coincidence. I wonder if you can think of the reason. This may be an important clue.
Meng Qi thought for a while and decided to reveal a little: There is an undercurrent in Maoling, and many young masters have received notes and letters and come here for various reasons, just like you, Brother Jiang. I am the only exception. I came to Maoling on my own. Perhaps it is for this reason that the people behind the scenes regard me as a thorn in the side or an uncontrollable chess piece. Eager to erase.
But there is a problem. Since he entered Maoling City and escaped the trap, why are the people behind the scenes still clinging to it? Normally, shouldn't they take advantage of the situation and turn themselves into pawns
Jiang Hengchuan was stunned when he heard this, and said in silence for a while: I didn't expect such a thing to happen, but I was involved in a whirlpool.
He paused and said: Mr. Su, there is something I don’t know whether to say or not.
All ears. Meng Qi said doubtfully.
Jiang Hengchuan considered his tone: Maoling is a great city in the world. Dajiang is a key point, and there are countless good people who come and go on a daily basis. I am afraid that the majority are those who have not been invited by the people behind the scenes. Why does he think that Mr. Su, you will disrupt his plan. If I want to get rid of you with this idea, I am afraid that Maoling City will have to be slaughtered with heads and corpses lying hundreds of miles away.
Maybe I'm on the list. When he reminded him, Meng Qi suddenly felt strange.
Or maybe my identity as a spy is known to the people behind the scenes.
Won't. Jiang Hengchuan definitely shook his head. There are many former masters or late bloomers who come and go in Maoling. Their strength is no less than yours, Mr. Su. Jiang does not dare to say many. But it will never be too little. Facing your arrival, shouldn’t it be normal to do more than to do less to avoid unnecessary complications
Meng Qi nodded solemnly: That makes sense.
Mr. Su, please think back to me, have you ever done anything that caused the people behind the scenes to misunderstand? For example, you made him misunderstand that you came prepared to disrupt his plan. Jiang Hengchuan was making guesses.
Hearing these words, Meng Qi's mind flashed with lightning, and he suddenly remembered one thing: There is
Jiang Hengchuan looked slightly excited, waiting for Meng Qi to explain.
Upstairs in the hero building, Wufang Emperor Dao Qingyu once said to me that I didn’t expect that Benefactor Su was also here. I didn’t know why and felt strange, so I replied, if Taoist brother can come, so can I. Meng Qi restored the scene at that time. Others may not know it, but the people behind the scenes must know who they have invited. There is obviously no Crazy Sword, how come you still act like you understand the secret? Isn’t it intentional
Jiang Hengchuan's expression was solemn and a little excited: It was probably the misunderstanding caused by this sentence. Did anyone hear this at that time? Will they spread the word
Meng Qi thought: There are very few people who can enter the fifth floor of the Hero Building. At that time, there were only five imperial swords left. He came here by invitation. With his personality, it is impossible for him to question anyone about my words. Yes, there is also the hero Ren Shengsheng of the heroic landlord family.
At the end of the sentence, he looked thoughtful.
Could it be that Jiang Hengchuan, a strange man from the outside world, also became dignified.
There is no real evidence, so this matter needs to be considered in the long term. Meng Qi felt that there was something wrong, but he could never find where the question was. It was either Qingyu or Ren Pingsheng.
Jiang Hengchuan breathed out: It should be so.
Meng Qi picked up Huode Xingjun’s copper ring: I have to find out Huodexingjun’s true identity.
Although Huode Xingjun is extremely powerful, even if he does not have peerless magical skills, he is at least in the top 30 in the rankings based on realm alone. However, as a member of a mysterious organization, the kung fu weapons he displays in his daily life are different from those when he appears as Huodexingjun. It is very likely that he is the same, and perhaps because of this, he is not on the list. It is difficult to find out his identity. We can only start with the special material of the weapon.
good. Jiang Hengchuan nodded and said, let's find the Eight-Armed Tianlong and others first.
The traces of the departure of the Eight-Armed Tianlong and the Yunling Three Eagles were very messy. Meng Qi and Jiang Hengchuan spent a lot of time asking the neighbors, but could not find any useful clues. Seeing that it was getting late, they said goodbye to each other and went back to their homes to sort out their thoughts. .
Meng Qi walked away, thinking about Lord Huo Dexing and the strange man from this world, and the reason why Mr. Wang wanted You Shaohui to act. As he walked, the sky became darker and darker, and the evening wind of autumn brought a hint of chill.
Suddenly, he stopped, patted his forehead with his left hand, and laughed at himself: Leave Qingyu alone, thinking about what to do here, what if he told someone casually
With a smile, Meng Qi changed direction, carried the sword on his back, and walked into a secluded alley. Turn to Huangtingguan.
This alley is very clean during the day, and at night, it is completely deserted. The trees within the walls on both sides cast dark shadows, like strips of whirling evil ghosts, making people feel cold. The little moonlight does not increase the brightness. Adding to the gloom.
Meng Qi has even encountered real evil ghosts and zombies, so he is not afraid of secluded night roads. Subconsciously guard against sneak attacks and move forward.
Halfway through, a gust of cool wind blew by. Meng Qi's hair suddenly stood up. An indescribable sense of danger suddenly emerged without any warning. He subconsciously took a step forward.
Compared to Huode Xingjun's sneak attack in the afternoon, at this time he completely relied on his spiritual sense and premonition of danger, among other things. You can't feel the enemy's movement, figure or breath at all. It seems that the danger is just your own illusion, and there is no one behind you.
Taking a step forward, the cold wind blew on the back of Meng Qi's neck. It was as if someone wanted to crush his neck just now.
With the Heaven's Injury drawn out, Meng Qi didn't even look back and swept across with his backhand, full of vitality. The force is so powerful that it has the potential to sweep away thousands of armies.
There is nothing, empty and powerless. Meng Qi slashed into the air with his long sword, and came to the same conclusion as his senses: there was no one behind him.
But the sense of danger in Meng Qi's heart was still rising. He took another step forward, and then another cold wind blew on the back of his neck, making the hairs stand on end. It seemed that he narrowly avoided a fatal blow.
The person who comes can become one with heaven and man, and is one with the surrounding environment, so I can't sense it.
He relied on the nature of heaven and earth to grasp the flow of my true energy and muscle reactions, and avoided the damage of heaven in advance.
Meng Qi had experience fighting Jiang Hengchuan, and his reactions were extremely fast. The heaven and earth were moving within him. Part of his true energy was dormant, and part of it was functioning normally. There was no abnormality on the surface of his muscles.
Tianzhi Shang leaned back, and sure enough, he still hit the air, as if there was no enemy.
At this moment, Tian Zhishang jumped suddenly, strangely changed from a pick to a swing, and swept out.
puff
The blade finally hit something as solid as gold and stone, and a powerful force surged in, surpassing Meng Qi's internal strength by two or three.
Dark gold circulated around Meng Qi's body, dissolving part of his power. At the same time, he used the Immortal Seal to turn death into life. He used the force to run forward and turn around.
Hey, a slightly weird voice sounded, and then there was no movement.
Meng Qi turned around and slashed, ready to make a move, but he saw that the alley was empty, the moonlight was weak, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and there was no enemy.
If it weren't for the feeling of Qing Ye and the palm of the knife intersecting just now, Meng Qi would have thought he was having a nightmare.
Sweat ran down his spine. It was more thrilling than killing Lord Huo Dexing in the afternoon, and more thrilling than escaping from Jiang Hengchuan that day. The response just now was a little slow, or there was no small success in the inner world, so it ended up with a broken neck.
The enemy just now was probably more dangerous than Jiang Hengchuan, and he missed a single hit and immediately flew away, like a lone wolf. Meng Qi sighed, and he still didn't know why he attacked him.
He quickened his pace and became more vigilant. He quickly crossed the alley and arrived at Huangtingguan in a short time. After bothering Zhike, he entered Qingyu's small courtyard at night.
Just after passing the courtyard gate, Meng Qi was stunned. Qingyu was sitting on the stone bench covered in moonlight, as if waiting for him.
However, his bun was messy, and there was a deep claw mark on his left shoulder, with blood slowly overflowing.
Qingyu said calmly while treating the wound: "What are you doing here?"
Who were you hurt by? Meng Qi seemed to have thought of something.
Qingyu let out a laugh, proud and restrained: he was bitten by a wolf.
Wolf King Tiesheng Meng Qi finally determined who the enemy was just now
Qingyu took care of the wound and pulled up his clothes: it was this wolf, a wolf that likes to hunt masters, but he didn't expect him to come too.
Wolf King Tiesheng is the leader of the new generation in the grassland. It is said that he likes killing and hunting his opponents like a wolf. It does not necessarily require a special purpose. Just think you are good at it. However, he is not a crazy person. He rarely provokes big dogs on the grassland. The core of the force unexpectedly came to Dajin, but they continuously attacked Xuantian Sect's direct descendant and himself. Information about Wolf King Tiesheng emerged in Meng Qi's mind: Then the masters of Liumen and Maoling must be notified to prepare to surround and kill this wolf.
Qingyu nodded: It should be so. People with a habit of killing cannot be careless and think about solving it by themselves. Hey, does he really think that there is no one in Dajin
For him, being alone makes it easy to hide and hard to be exposed. Once the outside scene is disturbed, he will immediately move away. Even if he kills the heir of a big sect or the heir of a big family, as long as he can stop his traces and escape back to the grassland, who can use him to deal with the wolf? Wang Tiesheng and Meng Qi were eager to give it a try, but they still knew that their opponent's strength was probably on par with Jiang Zhiwei's.
The grassland and the Northern Zhou Dynasty were at war. If Tiesheng killed the legitimate son of the great sect's family, he would only be appreciated by Great Khan Guldo.
And Gurdo is a strong man who appears in the grassland only once every 500 years. He obtained and practiced the Heavenly Destruction Technique by chance, attained the Heavenly Punishment Treasure Body, and ranked first in the Heavenly Ranking.
This is not because his real strength is stronger than that of Chonghe Taoist Kong Wen Shen Monk and Mr. Lu Da, but because he is in charge of a peerless magic weapon, the Heavenly Punishment Ax. When the two are added together, he is naturally better than the normal gods. There are other Dharmakayas of Bing, and there is another Dharmakaya on the grassland, who joins forces with him to fight against the Dharmakaya Immortality Sect of the Central Plains, the Immortal Lord Body. . .