Meng 49 sword

Seventeen is a big killer, which hurts others as well as oneself.

Qu Ping was well aware of this, so after discussing with Chen Boxi, he decided to change the method of using this weapon—they used him as a bait, although it was a bit wasteful, but the more delicious and attractive the bait , the more prey will be attracted.

Shi Qi doesn't care if he is a bait, he just wants to fight different people, and then become stronger and stronger.But this time, he miscalculated.

He lay on the ground and roared, but his gaze was no longer fixed on Wang Wannan, but on Wang Ziling who was stumbling towards him.Wang Ziling's face was full of bloodthirsty indifference, and he raised the hunting pestle high, as if he wanted to smash him into a pulp with one pestle.

At the juncture of life and death, Qu Ping cursed secretly, rushed over and used his sword to push the Huntian Pestle away.However, Wang Ziling's strength was beyond his expectation, the force of the counter-shock made his wrist numb, and the wound made by Meng Qiqi seemed to be opened again.

"Take people away!" He shouted loudly, decisively stopped Wang Ziling, and ordered Shi Qi to be dragged away.

How could Wang Ziling agree, he didn't care about Qu Ping's sword at all, every pestle greeted in the direction of Shiqi, because he was determined to kill him here.

Seventeen was covered in blood and was not far from death.

Qu Ping was surprised by Wang Ziling's sudden surge in strength, he was careless for a moment, was hit in the chest with a pestle, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood sprayed on the red line connecting Wang Ziling and the Ruyi Pearl, making Wang Ziling suddenly rush towards Shiqi like a madman.Qu Ping couldn't stop him, and the injury on his body slowed his movement, and he watched as Wang Ziling passed him.

"Be careful!" he shouted.

The two white masks who were retreating with Shiqi on their backs immediately turned around to stop him, one of them let Shiqi go to stop Wang Ziling, and shouted, "Take him first!"

In any case, Seventeen is the strongest among them, and he cannot be allowed to die here.

But he completely underestimated Wang Ziling's determination to kill Shi Qi, and also overestimated his own strength.Wang Ziling's cultivation began to fluctuate, it seemed that Ruyi Zhu's boost to him had fluctuated, but his sudden burst of strength was still terrifying.

There was no warning about that kind of sudden surge, and it was hard to guard against. Before the man could use his full strength, the Huntian pestle broke through his defense and stabbed straight into his stomach.

"Pfft!" There was a big hole in his stomach, and the flesh and blood were pulled out of the hole by the Huntian Pestle, which looked terrifying.

Killed one, and another.

Wang Ziling rushed towards the two people in front without any hesitation, and Qu Ping had already caught up. The two sides chased and fought all the way, getting farther and farther away from the crowd.

The fighting continued on the wasteland.

Dozens of monks who came to support were almost massacred by the white masks.Those who survived the first wave of sudden ambushes lost their advantage in numbers, and were quickly divided by the enemy and gradually eroded.

Wang Wannan tried his best to save a few people, but he was powerless.

At this moment, he saw a white mask suddenly take off its hood and mask, revealing an ordinary face and the clothes worn by ordinary monks.

He withdrew from the fighting field like no one else was there, and ran towards the direction of the crack.

What does he want to do?

A drop of cold sweat fell from Wang Wannan's forehead. At that moment, fear seemed to choke his throat.A voice in his heart told him that the white mask was going to Jinling for help.

He wants to pretend to be the person who was ambushed by the white mask, and attract more people to die!

"Stop him!" Wang Wannan took a deep breath, and rushed towards him like an arrow from the string.

The surviving monks were shaken by his roar, Wang Wannan yelled again and again, and finally someone rushed out like him and chased after the man.

No one can come over anymore, even if all of them die here, no one can come over to die here.

In the hearts of the monks, the will to die has been born.Look at the corpses all over the floor, they have no reason to live, but at least before they die, they must not let that man run out!

And they have completely forgotten that even if they stop this one, there will be a second and a third.

When Meng Qiqi received the news from the secret realm, it was already a stick of incense.

He met Xue Manshan and told him about Princess Yihe.Of course, the matter about the child is top secret, Meng Qiqi didn't mention a word, but asked Xue Manshan to help the princess secretly.If Meng Qiqi happened to be away, she could be considered as a helper.

Although Xue Manshan wondered when Meng Qiqi and Princess Yihe had such a friendship, Princess Yihe's status in Jinling is equivalent to the coach. As long as she is dedicated to the people, even if Meng Qiqi doesn't say anything, he will not ignore her .

"Did you reach an agreement with her?" Xue Manshan asked.

"Eldest brother, I can't say this yet." Meng Qiqi shook her head, but her tone was extremely firm, "But she promised me that if things come to pass, she will try her best to ban Shenwusi."

"Banish the Shenwu Division?" Xue Manshan immediately thought of many things. If one day Princess Yihe's power is strong enough to ban the Shenwu Division, then...

"Eldest senior brother, I have everything to do with me, so don't worry. The Jiange will still be the Jiange, and will not be contaminated by the struggle for imperial power. I know this. Besides, you have to trust my junior brother's vision of people." Meng Qiqi smiled.

However, Xue Manshan's heart is not at least half stable because of this, but things have come to this point, and there is no stability in the world.Thinking of this, he also figured it out, and only told Meng Qiqi to pay attention to safety.

Meng Qiqi bid farewell to Xue Manshan, and passed a message to Yao Guan.

His eyelids kept twitching, and there was a faint sense of foreboding.And when he returned to the tent after passing the message to Yao Guan, he saw the monk who had come back from the secret realm to ask for help.

The monk was covered in blood and was seriously injured, but he still insisted on running here, holding on to the arms of others, asking them to help quickly.

"Go, they have an ambush! There really is an ambush! Most of us have already been killed or injured, and if we don't go, everyone will die!" He said, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person swayed and fell into the arms of others.

"Doctor! Come a doctor!"

Everyone quickly helped him down for treatment, and immediately counted the number of people to go to support.

But Meng Qiqi's eyelids still twitched violently, he frowned deeply, feeling something was wrong.He remembered that the last wave of support monks had only left for a short time, and the speed of calling for help was too fast.

And, ambush?What ambush?

There are so many monks who have entered the secret realm, why only this one came back from the beginning to the end?By the way, there is another one in front, that is, the person reported the letter, so someone went to support it.

No, this is very wrong.

Where's Qing Gu?That little girl is full of ghosts and cleverness, why is there no news at all?

"Stop!" Thinking of this, Meng Qiqi didn't hesitate any longer, and rushed over to grab the messenger.

The others were startled by his sudden action, and after seeing Meng Qiqi's face clearly, they asked questions one by one.A monk from Tianzhu Mountain said anxiously: "Senior Meng, what's the matter? Let me bandage him up, his injury is too serious..."

"Yes, yes..." Others echoed.

But Meng Qiqi turned a deaf ear, his hands tightly gripping the man like iron hoops, he lowered his head and asked, "Who are you?"

A trace of panic flashed in the man's eyes, and then he explained weakly: "I'm a monk from Anshan! I'm here to report, really!"

"Fart!" Meng Qiqi kicked the man to the ground without hiding the killing intent in her eyes.Before the surrounding monks had time to condemn him, they were overwhelmed by his continuous questioning.

"Let me ask you, how many people are there in the white mask? What kind of ambush? Nearly a hundred people were folded there, but you are the only one who came back, and the rest have no news. Are you kidding me?"

Everyone was shocked by Meng Qiqi's voice, broke out in a cold sweat, and woke up.After waking up and thinking about it carefully, there are indeed many doubts about this matter, so the reporter was quickly tied up and taken to interrogation.

"It's too slow, just search for the soul!" Meng Qiqi said firmly.

"This..." It's not that no one knows the method of soul searching, but this method is too vicious to be accepted by righteous people.

Meng Qiqi said coldly: "Now you still pay attention to the benevolence of women, I think you are all tired of work."

These words were very ugly, but they hit everyone's weakness.Even if someone stood up and said that he knew how to search for souls, he was willing to give it a try.

At this time, no one objected.

But to everyone's disappointment and anger, before the soul search method was launched, the messenger unknowingly produced a lot of brute force, forcibly broke free from the shackles of the two monks, and rushed towards Meng Qiqi viciously.

Meng Qiqi had been on guard for a long time, she would never let him succeed, she didn't even draw her sword.But the man still fell in front of him, spitting blood, his face was blue, and his whole body was twitching.

This was the same situation as when he and Xiao Yuer tried to forcibly interrogate White Mask when he and Xiao Yuer were in the South Island last time.Two consecutive incidents like this made Meng Qiqi certain that there must be some kind of restriction or imprint in the consciousness of these white masks, preventing them from telling the truth and directly controlling their life and death.

But in this way, if the clue is broken, whether to support or not is an extremely difficult question.

Meng Qiqi thought for a moment, then immediately made a decision: "I'll go."

As soon as the words fell, a monk immediately stood up in awe-inspiring manner, "I'm going too!"

"I would also like to follow Senior Meng!"

"I am coming too!"

"This trip is dangerous, so there should be fewer people going." Meng Qiqi shook her head and refused.

At this time, Ruan Kongting came out together, "Brother Meng and I will go together. If there is an emergency, there must be someone who can report back, and the loss will not be too heavy."

After Su Yihou said that, the others thought about it and had no choice but to hold back.

Meng Qiqi and Ruan Kongting looked at each other and nodded in greeting.

But before leaving, Meng Qiqi had one more thing to do.He left too hastily, completely unexpected, Jinling's situation is not optimistic, he must be fully prepared.

So he immediately called for Dai Xiaoshan.

"Follow Princess Yihe, and you will know what to do. Also, this is the token of the Wuhou Mansion, and you can discuss all matters with Jin Man. If you can't find Jin Man, go to Yao Guan." Meng Qiqi Handed the token to Dai Xiaoshan, solemnly said: "Think twice before acting."

Dai Xiaoshan took it, without panicking or asking this or that, just took a step back and gave Meng Qiqi a big gift, "I hope my uncle will take care of it!"

Seeing this, Meng Qiqi couldn't help feeling relieved.This nephew, apart from Chen Boyan, can be said to be the most outstanding among the younger generation of Gushan, not only in cultivation, but also in mind.

It was imperative to leave this matter to him.

But deep down in Meng Qiqi's heart, she sincerely hoped that they could support the sky.

"Let's go!" Meng Qiqi called to Ruan Kongting, and the two quickly disappeared by the Mochou Lake.