Meng Wenhang took the things in his hand and responded, "Okay! ”

After thinking about it, the man in black added: "If one of these two people is really the target, that's great, if not, then the real goal is lured!" ”

Meng Wenhang and the man in black said a few more words, and the two separated and went in different directions.

Soon, their figures disappeared into the bamboo forest.

These two are both with kung fu, and the last time I saw Meng Wenhang change his dressing, it could be seen from the other party's neat skills.

He was very shocked at the beginning, and he would never have thought that a man who was so delicate and honest, weak and impervious, would still have a body of kung fu that was not weak.

The words of the other party talking to the man in black tonight made Jiang Zebei listen to every sentence in his ears.

However, the most memorable thing for him was the Xuanjia Guard Talisman.

But before his father died, he gave him a sign engraved with Xuanjiawei.

Xuanjia Guard...... Xuanjia Guard......

I listened to their conversation just now, and it was said that it was the Xuanjia Guard Talisman, that is, there is this army-team.

But why, he hadn't heard of the existence of the Xuanjiawei.

How did Jiang Zebei know that before Wu'anhou was slaughtered more than ten years ago, he already resented the Jiang family now.

hates their family dominance, hates them for not knowing how to release military power, and makes it difficult for him to sleep and eat.

Later, the emperor slaughtered the Jiang family, and after the Marquis of Wu'an, his wife, and his son-in-law disappeared, the Xiliang Kingdom forbade Xuanjiawei to be mentioned again.

even labeled the former hero a traitor.

Even if many people didn't believe that Wu Anhou really rebelled, they didn't dare to mention the god of war who guarded them.

The royal methods are ruthless, the lives of innocent people, and countless blood, in exchange for the people of Xiliang Kingdom, buried the former patron saint in the bottom of their hearts.

It's no wonder that Jiang Zebei didn't know about the existence of Xuanjiawei.

He touched his chest and felt a little difficult to breathe.

Dad's good martial arts, as well as the secret injuries of the body, as well as the extraordinary bearing of the mother, and the things she taught.

Control the snake, control the wolf, and give him all the skills.

Jiang Zebei asked himself, would ordinary people have such skills?

The answer is no.

In fact, he knew a long time ago that his family had different names from other villages.

After a long period of adaptation, he slowly got used to it, and left these differences behind little by little.

Some things are too coincidental, and Jiang Zebei has to think about it more.

All coincidences are not necessarily arranged by fate.

There is also a possibility, artificial!

After Meng Wenhang walked with the man in black for two moments, Jiang Zebei came from the shadows.

He can't wait to go to Huang Ding and ask, why is your face the same as mine, and he can't wait to ask Dean Xu Tian what is going on.

Everything around is so weird.

What Wu Anhou, what Xuanjiawei, what Lord.

What does this have to do with him.

The violence in Jiang Zebei's heart rose instantly.

Even if he tried his best to refute and overturn what he thought in his heart, there were some clues that made him unable to ignore that these things had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Zebei raised his head and glanced at the best hiding place in the dark.

Ever since he was assassinated last time, he had noticed that he was around him, following some people all the time.

These people watched in the shadows and never showed up.

Jiang Zebei was able to sense their presence.

It was an indescribable feeling, and he didn't know when he started with this ability.

As long as it is a person within a radius of 100 meters, he can clearly perceive where it is.