Chapter 42: Breaking the Disguise

Lu Peng felt a surge of anger in his heart, and stared at this person coldly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Zhang Heng arched his hand and said angrily: "Dare to ask the adult, which law did Xiaosheng violate?" ā€

Lu Peng was suddenly a little dumbfounded, the biggest proof that he believed that Zhang Heng was the person behind the scenes was that Yuan Zhen was mentioned in the illusion, and what could be directly related to it was the poem that Zhang Hui read that night. But of course, this can't be used as evidence, and at this time, seeing that Dugu Qingluo was also looking at him curiously, he had to sneer: "Do you still want to deny it?" Before, in that prison, although you deliberately changed your voice, how could I not recognize it? Isn't it? Yuanda talent! ā€

He knew that his words were not convincing enough, and he actually had a trace of doubt in his heart, so he suddenly threw out such a sentence at the end, and sure enough, Zhang Heng's face suddenly changed slightly, although he immediately returned to normal, but obviously Dugu Qingluo had also seen it, and said with a smile: "Isn't this Xianggong also surnamed Zhang?" What Yuan Da talent? ā€

When Lu Peng saw Zhang Heng's reaction, his heart was immediately determined, and he was about to speak, when Zhang Heng said solemnly over there: "I don't know what this master of the Red Palace is talking nonsense?" Xiaosheng's family background is innocent, and his father once served as the secretary of the household department, and he is not a nobody in the court. Xiaosheng has always been law-abiding, and has never done anything illegal, so I can't tolerate bullying like this! ā€

Lu Peng thought to himself, you said a thousand things and ten thousand, pretending to be like it, see if Dugu Qingluo believes you or me? He stepped forward, looked at Zhang Heng for a while, and asked coldly, "What do you want to do?" Why kill so many people? ā€

Zhang Heng sneered, raised his head and said loudly: "Taking righteousness and becoming benevolent is my Confucian holy teaching, Your Excellency will kill me Zhang Heng if you have the ability, and see if I am afraid?" ā€

This guy is still pretending to be a righteous and awe-inspiring scholar at the moment, Lu Peng can't help but be impatient in his heart, and glances at Mi Shan. The latter naturally has a set of methods for extorting confessions by torture, and said: "Don't worry, young envoy, leave it to me, and discipline this guy to tell the truth honestly!" ā€

Lu Peng instructed: "Be careful, this guy may be hidden deeply." ā€

Dugu Qingluo waved his hand to several guards behind him and said, "You guys go to do things with this big brother." ā€

She showed her attitude and stood on Lu Peng's side without hesitation, which immediately made him feel a little good. Mishan was even more flattered, and said that he didn't dare to laugh. As Dugu Qingluo, this big brother's cry really made him feel crispy.

He was about to push Zhang Heng to the side hall when he suddenly heard a person shouting: "Wait, I have something to say in my later life." ā€

I saw a person suddenly come out from behind the group of subdued monks next to him, with a leisurely expression, pacing slowly, but it was Wang Meng.

As soon as he saw this, Lu Peng was not angry. It's a shame that he was bent on making friends before, but who would have thought that in the end he suddenly had a slap on himself, it's really hateful.

Seeing that he still looked like a master in the world, and didn't know if he was in the same party as Zhang Heng, he sneered: "What does Mr. Wang have to say?" ā€

Wang Meng smiled slightly, nodded to him and said, "There were some small misunderstandings before, why bother with it?" Manly husbands beware of being open-minded, Miss Dugu said yes, right? ā€

Lu Peng couldn't help but feel angry, thinking that you said it simply, in front of so many people, you didn't realize the grievances that everyone was the real murderer? Dugu Qingluo nodded slightly, expressing his approval, which made him speechless.

Wang Meng ignored his unpleasant face, turned his head to look at Zhang Heng for a while, nodded and said, "So your surname is Yuan?" Well, then you should be Yuan Weizhi, right? ā€

Zhang Heng's face changed again, and he couldn't hide it anymore at this time, his eyes shot a fierce light, glared at Wang Meng fiercely, and said coldly: "Who is Your Excellency?" ā€

Wang Meng laughed and said casually: "I am Wang Meng, a nobody, the Demon Lord will not know my name, but I have admired it for a long time." ā€

Zhang Heng glared coldly, and said hesitantly: "It turns out that Your Excellency is here for this sect?" You were the one who did my good thing that night, right? ā€

Seeing that he was no longer pretending, Dugu Qingluo waved his hand, and several guards wanted to grab it. Zhang Heng snorted and waved his hand, two of them screamed, blood spurted wildly from their mouths, and flew away like a kite with a broken string.

Everyone in the field was shocked, they didn't expect this person to be so powerful. Dugu Qingluo's pretty face changed, covered with frost, but his eyes showed a joyful look of eagerness.

Wang Meng raised his head, looked at the night sky, and muttered, "The demon moon is like blood, and the way of heaven is unpredictable. Amorous like a king, the sea is against the river. What exactly does this phrase mean? Can Brother Yuan relieve his doubts for the late life? ā€

Lu Peng followed his gaze and glanced at the sky, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, only to see that the moon in the night sky had really turned a strange blood red. Before, there was only a layer of blood-colored mist in the air, but now it looks even more eerie.

Dugu Qingluo also glanced at it, his face changed slightly, but he was silent. Lu Peng remembered that Dugu Shun had said that she was timid before, but now she is still so calm in the face of this strange scene, either she covered it up well, or her brother laughed.

Wang Meng asked Zhang Heng what no one else knew, but he also knew that there must be a famous one among them, and they all listened patiently to the conversation between the two.

Zhang Heng snorted, and said, "Although I don't know where you come from, since you want to die, Yuan will fulfill you." ā€

As soon as these words came out, he recognized Yuan Zhen's identity. And there was more information revealed in the tone, and it was obvious that he still had the confidence to control the overall situation, and Dugu Qingluo frowned slightly when he heard it.

At this time, more than 20 personal guards surrounded Yuan Zhen, as if facing a great enemy. The hand he showed just now was not to be looked down upon, but at this time, he slowly raised a palm that was as clear as jade, and the sleeves of his robe bulged up like the wind pouring into it, looking like he was about to make a move at any time.

Wang Meng took a step back and said with a smile: "Slow, although I refuse to answer such a small question, I still kindly remind you, does Brother Yuan really think that with this formation, he can win?" ā€

Yuan Zhen's clear eyes narrowed slightly, snorted, and said lightly: "Your Excellency has too much nonsense!" The figure shook the ground, swept up in the air, and grabbed Wang Meng fiercely.