Three days later, in a private room in a certain restaurant. &TOP&Point& {x}{}
Hu Dou stood guard outside the door, looking around with wide eyes, as if he wanted to yell at everyone coming and going, what are you looking at? Haven't you seen our doorkeeper
My prince has been weak since he was a child and has not been taken seriously by the emperor, so he has to protect him personally as a half-step eunuch. Both parties are frustrated people, and they get along harmoniously, and they do not distinguish between master and slave. However, in recent days, the prince has been mysterious and mysterious. Seeing people behind your back is something that has never happened before
His spirit seemed to be diverging, his senses were fully open, and his heart was like a mirror lake, reflecting the surroundings. He quietly sensed the movement in the private room, trying to figure out who the prince was seeing.
This is our family's duty, lest the prince be in danger, he said to himself.
The round table, sandalwood stove, window frames and other things appeared in Hu Dou's mind one by one. Sitting on the stool facing him was King Zhao Heng of Wei. He had broken through from the unity of heaven and man, so Hu Dou could only feel a little bit of the real dragon. It is difficult to clearly reflect his appearance due to the correspondence between his aura and the universe of heaven and earth.
Opposite Zhao Heng, Hu Dou felt that it was empty and there was no one. The occasional wind blew by, proving his judgment, just like looking up at the blue sky and seeing white clouds.
The sound was trapped by the released infuriating energy, without any leakage.
In the private room, Zhao Heng saw the window open silently, and a green shadow slid in like an illusion. He sat across from him carelessly, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised lamb, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.
It was indeed authentic prairie mutton. Meng Qi squinted his eyes with a satisfied look on his face.
Zhao Heng was startled, because according to his senses, there should be no one in front of him. It was wind or airflow, but his eyes, nose and ears clearly told him that Meng Qi was sitting opposite.
Zhao Heng has been wandering through reincarnation for many years, and has learned his origins from his family. Naturally, it was not difficult to figure out Meng Qi's condition, and he was quite surprised. A year and a month ago, he had just opened all his nine orifices.
However, only with such progress can we kill the Wolf King.
After the results were obtained, Meng Qi feasted for a while before Shi Shiran spoke.
Zhao Heng nodded: There are results.
The Gu Changqing you are looking for came to Shendu to visit relatives three years ago and stayed with Xie's family for half a year. He was quite neglected. Later he joined the Zhongzhou Escort Bureau and moved to Xiaochang Street. He is currently the escort leader and is escorting a batch of goods back from the south. It will arrive in a few days.
Meng Qi listened attentively and planned to meet Gu Changqing when he returned to Beijing. After all, he was also the first friend he met in the world.
Yang Wuliang is the supreme elder of a small sect in southern Ningzhou. He is ruthless and has many collusions with the underworld. In order to obtain the location skills, he was invited by the third brother. Entering Beijing as a guest. Zhao Heng didn't talk nonsense. After talking, Gu Changqing started talking about Yang Wuliang, Xiao Meng, what are you asking about him
Meng Qi took a sip of wine: It is a matter of loyalty to others when entrusted by others. Yang Wuliang has done a lot of bad things, and there will naturally be retribution.
Zhao Heng frowned slightly, it might be difficult for you to deal with him.
Why Meng Qi raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Hengdao: There are many locations in Shendu, and there are two aristocratic families in Changming Lane where the third child lives. There are no less than three people in each location, and they can sense the slightest movement. Therefore, the Dibang Grandmaster did not dare to mess around in the capital. If he was discovered and entangled, he would be unable to fly.
Moreover, the assassination of the prince frightened Lao San. As long as it was dark and the formations of the mansion were fully activated, it would be difficult for people to sneak in even if they were on location.
Coupled with the eunuch Feng Zheng and the secret masters in the Jin Palace, it will be very difficult to deal with Yang Wuliang.
Meng Qi said thoughtfully: Isn’t Yang Wuliang going out
No, he got the outdoor skills given by Lao San, studied them day and night, and practiced diligently, hoping to break through the limitations of heaven and man as soon as possible. Zhao Heng investigated in great detail.
Meng Qi tapped the table with his right hand, as if catering to the sound of silk and bamboo outside: I understand, are there any detailed arrangements for Yang Wuliang's daily patrol and protection
You must not be reckless, as you may not have the opportunity to act openly in the future. Zhao Heng's face changed slightly and he warned.
Meng Qi smiled and said: Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion.
Seeing that his eyes were firm but not impetuous, Zhao Heng relaxed a little and revealed the detailed information he had.
Meng Qi listened quietly, already thinking about it, and smiled and said: Tomorrow at noon, wait for me at the back door of your palace, ready to activate the formation at any time.
What are you going to do? Zhao Heng is not worried that Meng Qi will implicate him. His past mission experience has proven that he is very reliable.
Meng Qi stood up, opened the window, and looked out at the thick night:
Guests are protectors, not the protected.
No matter how good or comprehensive the arrangement is, it is not something that guests can enjoy. On the contrary, they are the front line in dealing with dangers.
This is the same as the guest minister I killed in Yicheng.
Green shirts floated, and there was no one around the window.
The sun was shining brightly, making people unable to open their eyes. The feeling of heat and laziness hit at the same time.
The cicadas on the trees keep chirping hysterically, but it makes people feel more and more peaceful, making them want to fall asleep even more.
At noon in early autumn, people and things are infected with laziness, and the patrolling guards are full of distracted people.
When I was traveling in the world, I listened to the warning from my seniors that the most dangerous time to be assassinated was at noon, not at night. Yang Wuliang led his two men to inspect the status of patrol teams everywhere.
Although he is just forty years old, he likes to call himself an old man.
The subordinate next to him was surprised: Why is it not at night
Yang Wuliang stroked his long beard, and said with a smile: Anyone who can travel in the world, who knows that the dark moon, high wind, and murderous night are naturally indispensable for vigilance, such as various arrangements, overt and covert, to prepare for the spiritual awareness brought by the ancestral orifice, so All these things make the assassin unable to start, but at noon, the sun is shining brightly, there is no darkness at all, evil spirits have dispersed, it seems to be the brightest and safest, and the sense of caution in the heart is naturally gone.
Coupled with this feeling of laziness, if you encounter an assassination, you will definitely react slowly, and before you can recover, your head will be in a different place.
The subordinate next to him said thoughtfully: Thank you for your guidance, senior.
He came from the Capital Martial Arts School and entered the Jin Palace after completing his studies. He had no experience in the world of martial arts. Now that he heard Yang Wuliang talk about it, he felt that he had gained a lot.
Yang Wuliang nodded with satisfaction. Now that he has entered Prince Jin's palace, he must win over people's hearts to avoid being squeezed out by other guests.
He smiled and said: Of course, this is just for traveling around the world, but it is not needed in the divine capital. There are strong people everywhere here. What little thief dares to assassinate in the daytime without opening his eyes
Even if you are lucky enough to succeed, where can you escape
That's right, Eunuch Feng is a genuine location, another subordinate agreed.
While talking, they turned to the side door. Seeing that several guards could not hide their laziness, he scolded them a few times to cheer them up.
I was really sleepy in the afternoon, and one of my subordinates secretly yawned when the guards weren't paying attention.
At this time, a cart carrying charcoal was pushed from the corner, and several guards sent out manpower to check and verify the personnel.
Yang Wuliang took a look and found nothing unusual, and narrowed his eyes. Subconsciously avoiding the bright sunshine, he turned around and prepared to take the other two men to inspect other places.
At this moment, a man in blue who was pushing a cart straightened his back. He strode forward, jumped over the guards with a few kicks, and reached Yang Wuliang's side.
The sun was shining brightly and everyone was in a lazy mood. Everyone was slightly startled when they discovered such a change.
The person who came was none other than Meng Qi, who restrained the man who sent the charcoal for a long time. What we are waiting for is Yang Wuliang patrolling to the door.
He made a fist with his right hand and swung it out. The three treasures of energy, energy and spirit were integrated into one. His arm was straight, and his fist was like white jade. He smashed it down with a majestic gesture that broke all evils.
Yang Wuliang was also a little slow. He saw that the person who came had a clumsy face, a tall figure, and a kind of demon-like charm. He didn't react until his fist fell.
When he came, he became angry and shouted secretly. He also clenched his fist and punched it out. The water around him surged up, deep and almost black, like an infinite ocean, facing the white and Ruyi-like fist with great momentum.
Next to King Jin, Feng Zheng's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, sensing the changes in the power of heaven and earth.
The fist fell, turned into claws, and the five fingers became hollow, and actually actively led Yang Wuliang's fist and the waves to hit him.
boom
Yang Wuliang's body involuntarily jumped forward, and his fist hit the opponent's palm. He felt that the tentacles were soft, like silk and a net, but it was also a spider web woven with gold and silver threads, which could not be broken no matter what.
Oops, he had already seen the opponent's left hand flipped up and struck down from top to bottom. The five fingers were white and slender, full of strange charm. There was a darkness in front of the palm, as if the world was upside down and everything was broken.
In the inner world of Meng Qi, the Yuan Shen sits high in the center, and the heavens are transformed into the nine orifices and internal organs under his body, which are multiple universes performed by the orifices.
It seems that there is no distinction between front, back, left, and right, no distinction between past and future. Suddenly it raises its hand, and from under the sky, the universe is shattered and returns to the beginning.
The immensity and vastness are mixed with the feeling of terror and destruction. The inside and outside are consistent and indistinguishable from each other.
Meng Qi's left hand followed the trajectory of the Yuanshen's palm. The two overlapped, as if covering everything and blocking all changes.
Feng Zheng stood up, hesitating for a moment whether it was a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. He didn't know whether it was better to protect the King of Jin and ask other guests to rescue and activate the formation, or whether it was better to take action himself.
In several other houses, tyrannical consciousness emerged, but they had not yet glanced over.
Facing this palm, Yang Wuliang was heartbroken, but the power of his right hand was being absorbed by the opponent, so he could only barely raise his left hand to meet it.
click
Darkness arose, and the world tilted. Yang Wuliang's left hand was knocked back and his long, white fingers were imprinted on his forehead.
The head collapsed, blood spurted out, and milky white flowed. Meng Qi relied on the power of Yang Wuliang's right fist to turn over and retreat, avoiding the attack of several guards, and jumped out of the door in one fell swoop.
Feng Zheng no longer hesitated and pursued with all his strength. He was as fast as smoke and could hardly be seen.
Meng Qi ran into the street and hid in the crowd.
Feng Zheng felt the aura with a livid face, and gradually flew up, almost catching up with him.
At this moment, the breath disappeared and disappeared inexplicably.
His pupils contracted and he looked around. He saw pedestrians coming and going as usual, either laughing or in a hurry. The nearby mansions, sensing his movements, activated their formations one after another, including Prince Wei's Mansion in Duozi Lane.
Damn the thief, he was furious.
The most difficult thing about killing people in Shendu is actually how to escape, but I don't worry about this. In Prince Wei's palace, Meng Qi looked at Zhao Heng with a smile.
A reincarnation talisman is about to be obtained. .