After dinner, Meng Yu talked to his father and Nie Hong about what was wrong in the past few days, Nie Hong's face was solemn and he didn't want to speak, while Meng Daoran pondered for a while.

"According to what you say, if there is a traitor in the Jinlongwei, it is impossible for the rest of the imperial guards not to target him, he can wander between the palace and the Jinlongwei, maybe his own identity is extremely special, and people cannot doubt it!" Meng Daoran's face was serious, and he couldn't help frowning when he thought of some old generals.

He used to have old relations with many old generals, and he really didn't want to see the traitor in Jinlongwei just such a person.

Meng Yu moved slightly, he could naturally see his father's embarrassment, and couldn't help laughing: "Since there are no clues for the time being, it's better to put it down and see what he wants, I also have some personal grievances to deal with recently, after dealing with it, I will investigate this matter well!" ”

Nie Hong was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, he moved his wrinkled lips, and asked, "Yu'er, are you talking about marrying Mu Ling and them?" There's no need to worry about this, after all, the Goryeo plague hasn't calmed down yet, and if you ask Your Majesty, I'm afraid you'll be reprimanded! ”

Meng Daoran on the side smiled silently and nodded yes.

Belch......

Meng Yu smiled, almost squirted out the tea in his mouth, he quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and said helplessly: "Old man, dad, you really think too much, I understand this truth, I have some personal grievances with someone, if I don't solve it now, I am afraid it will become a hidden danger in the future, although it is also a little tricky now, but it is best to do it now!" ”

Meng Daoran was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: This child's state of mind is so old, he always thinks of a far away place, I doubt what he has experienced in Chenjia Village, making him so scheming!

Nie Hong looked at him deeply and didn't speak.

He knew that Meng Yu would not explain this matter to him, and he didn't have to ask, because he believed Meng Yu very much.

Meng Yu smiled, changed into an outfit, and went out directly.

His body is already unmatched, even Meng Daoran can't keep up with his footsteps, but his cultivation realm is still the Sixth Heaven, if he wants to fight with the martial artists of the Nine Heavens, he will suffer a lot of losses, but if he runs away, no one should be able to catch up.

He walked on the wall of the courtyard of that family, it seemed that he was walking, but in fact he was walking like a fly, he quickly approached the mansion of the eldest grandson Wuji, ready to meet the fake lame eldest grandson Chong for a while!

Changsun Chong has a grudge against him, even if he doesn't take the initiative to look for him, Changsun Chong will take action against him, and at that time, who knows what kind of thing this fake cripple will do.

Soon, he arrived at the eldest grandson Wuji's mansion, quietly looked at the hanging plaque, and muttered very seriously: "It's also a famous family, I didn't expect that I would make a move on the eldest grandson Wuji's son, and I think it was his own sin, no wonder me!" ”

He quietly climbed over the wall, hid behind a green bamboo, and then dragged a passing house slave and asked solemnly, "Which room does your young master live in?" ”

The slave was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he hurriedly said, "Master! Don't kill me, I'm just a house slave, the young master is in the west courtyard, that is, the courtyard on the left, if you have a grudge, then go to the young master, don't hurt the little one! ”

Belch......

Meng Yu's whole face darkened, he didn't expect this house slave to sell his young master so easily, he couldn't help but raise his hand, knocked the house slave in his hand unconscious with a hand knife, and then dragged this stupid house slave into the weeds behind the green bamboo, so as not to be discovered by others.

He looked at the courtyard on the left, and the aura on his body appeared, and waves of qi flowed out of his body to the center of his feet, and then spread out in all directions, blowing the withered yellow weeds under his feet to the ground.

There was also a breath erupting in the west courtyard, which was the internal qi of the martial artist, but it was mixed with a lot of aura, which was very strange, and there were some special auras among them, which seemed to be the breath created by the combination of internal qi attributes and aura attributes, and it was not suppressed by Meng Yu's natural aura.

"Oh? Sure enough, as I expected, this fake cripple has some doorways, he should have obtained a special qigong method and practiced such a breath, this is the death qi of the primeval period, right? This kind of qi can affect the natural aura, no wonder he is not suppressed by me! Meng Yu's eyes flashed with a look of helplessness.

He turned his head, walked to the west courtyard, looked at the person who also came out, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you, a fake lame, to really dare to do anything with me, do you know that my strength is already invincible in the Tang Dynasty?" ”

He bragged, if he hadn't dispersed his original cultivation, then he would definitely be invincible at this time, but after he recultivated, he was now only in the Sixfold Heaven realm, even if he was a Qi practitioner, he might not be able to fight a strong Eightfold Heaven martial artist.

Changsun Chong stood in the courtyard, quietly looking at the man in black, he smiled, the smile was very eerie, he moved his mouth playfully, and said with a smile: "Fujihou, I didn't expect you to really come, haha, it seems that you are really planted this time!" ”

As he spoke, three old men walked out of the darkness on the side, the three old men were all in the realm of the Eight Heavens, but their breath was very terrifying, I don't know how long they had been immersed in this realm, and there was a feeling of returning to the basics.

The old men were dressed in linen clothes, looked at Meng Yu very seriously, and each bowed his hand.

One of the good-faced old men bowed down and bowed, and said: "Qin Yijue at home, who followed General Qin Qiong back then, is now also a general, and one of the twelve imperial guards, the old man admires the Marquis of Fuji very much, but because the Marquis of Fuji is too terrible, he will come to kill you today, and I hope that the Marquis of Fuji is not strange on the Huangquan Road!" ”

Meng Yu was stunned.

Hehe!

He didn't expect that Qin Yijue, the old general, was also here, he was here to kill him, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Don't say it's useless, you old guys are just Er'er, you have been following me for the past few days, it seems that you have discovered the condition of my body, right?" ”

"It doesn't matter! You can't keep me! ”

Meng Yu smiled, stood with his hands in his hands, and stood there quietly, like a god, he stood there quietly, but he was not afraid or worried at all, as if he was invulnerable.

"Dead duck has a hard mouth!" The eldest grandson Chong smiled coldly, and the paper fan in his hand was wrapped in his special dead air, cold and piercing.

He didn't make the first move, and even the Jinlong guards didn't make a move immediately, they really felt that the young man in front of them was terrifying, so they didn't dare to make a move immediately, so as not to fall into the scheme.

At the beginning, Meng Yu killed the Nine Heavenly Martial Artists in the Southern Wilderness, and now almost the entire imperial court knows about it, so they are more or less afraid of this kind of demon.

"Huh! How? Don't kill me? A fake cripple with a crippled will? Meng Yu stared at everything and smiled coldly.

(To be continued)