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Bai Qi is not a reckless man, although his body has returned to the peak of his twenties and thirties, his decades of experience and wisdom have all been retained. And Meng Yuan has been with him for a long time, and he has a bit of a boy's tooth period, and he knows the taste of elegance when he hears the string songs.

Meng Yuan has two meanings, one is the relationship with Chu Liuxiang, which should be controlled to an appropriate extent, according to Meng Yuan's layout style, he will cultivate one or two characters or forces in front of the stage in each world, and he will hide in the shadows. This is what he has always done in the face of a strong enemy. Standing in the light like this is not what he is good at. The incident of the Billboard was a reminder for him that he realized this.

He and Chu Liuxiang are a little too close, maybe many traversers like to follow the pig's feet to play soy sauce and take advantage, but this is not the case with Mengyuan. You must know that the pig's foot is the darling of luck, the center of the whirlpool. While there are benefits to following pig's feet, it also means endless trouble.

If there is only one team in this world, it will naturally matter, he has never been afraid of any trouble, but now it is different, when a powerful opponent looms, and then entanglement with pig's feet at this time, it is self-inflicted.

What's more, Chu Liuxiang is just a chess piece that he puts in the open and attracts people's attention, not to mention that Chu Liuxiang himself is too charismatic and has too strong personality, and he is not a good puppet talent, just his own identity determines the difference in the positions of the two sides.

He is the deputy head of the Huashan faction, but the current Huashan faction is in the hands of Mrs. Kumei, and this old nun is not only a psychopath, but also a sinner of the Huashan faction. Today's Mengyuan group has some wings, but they don't really have real power. The inheritance martial arts and resources of the Huashan faction are not under his control, which is unacceptable to him.

The Huashan faction needs to be cleaned, and the position of the head must be held in his own hands, Su Ying's preparations are close to the ready stage, and it is time to act.

Of course, there is also the Jin family, according to his original plan, he is to find an opportunity to let Jin Lingzhi use the Qingfeng Thirteen Style in front of the public, and then he "happens" to be present to catch it, and then follow the vine and touch the melon, push it all the way up, and eat the Jin family in one bite. The advantage is naturally that you can harvest more, but the disadvantages are also obvious, the Huashan faction will be too domineering, easy to fall into the eyes of people with a heart, if there is a strong force to interfere, you may not even be able to eat mutton and make a fuss.

And now that there is the power of the official family to borrow, although the harvest will be less, but someone will help bear the blame, and the price paid is naturally valuable.

But again, this means that the timing of the launch is difficult for him to grasp, and he must withdraw in time to be able to take advantage of the opportunity to get the share he wants.

Of course, these are all things that he and Bai Qi need to communicate with each other, and as for the others, they are all ready to set off and go to the place where Nangong Ling said, where Ren Ci died.

That place is located in the southeast of Qufu, named Nishan, although the mountain is not very high, but the scenery is secluded, the sky is full of fun, the white stone spring in the mountain is a piece of blue, the wind blows the leaves, the birds talk in between, everyone walks in the meantime, it is like a fairyland.

"This place is beautiful, and the old gang leader will find a place. If I stay in this kind of place for a long time, a layman like me will become a gentleman. Chu Liuxiang said with a smile.

Nangong Ling was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Before the old gang leader Ren was alive, he always wanted to come here to live in seclusion, he often said that there is a secluded Kuanglu here, and there are no tourists in Kuanglu, there is the spirit of Huangshan, and there is no false name of Huangshan, but it is a pity that he is busy all his life, and this wish can only be realized when he dies." ”

"As soon as I entered the rivers and lakes, I couldn't help myself, and after entering this big dye vat, how many people were able to keep their hearts and retreat?" Meng Yuan said lightly.

Nangong Ling nodded and said: "In the rivers and lakes, the strong survive and the weak die, the drama of competition, there is no day or a moment, there are some things, I have no time to think about it, and I dare not think about it." ”

Chu Liuxiang said with a smile: "Yes, if you think too much about some things, your heart will change, and people who are too soft-hearted will indeed not be able to survive in the rivers and lakes." ”

Nangong Ling smiled faintly and stopped talking.

I saw a narrow road, winding to the mountain, on one side is the cliff ten thousand, on the other side is the precipice, although the scenery is secluded, the situation is also extremely dangerous.

Chu Liuxiang said: "Doesn't Mrs. Ren live on the top of the mountain? ”

Nangong Ling said: "Mrs. Ren is peerless, unparalleled in the world, how can she be willing to live under others?" ”

Bai Qi said with a sigh: "Oh, what kind of affair does this Mrs. Ren have, can the Nangong gang leader say a thing or two?" ”

Nangong Ling was slightly stunned, only to realize that there was something wrong with his words, but he was vaguely grasped by this martial artist.

"Brother Wu said that he laughed, and the younger brother made a mistake and was disrespectful to his elders, forgive his sins, forgive his sins."

Nangong Ling snorted, pointed ahead, and said, "Do you hear the sound of running water in front of you, after the cliff there, we will arrive." ”

"Master, uncle, there's a weirdo in front."

Guo Dalu and Yan Qi came out of nowhere, these two people traveled all the way, playing and playing, and ran a lot faster than the people in the middle.

Everyone hurried a few steps, only to see a cliff in front, the downstream of the cliff is rushing, flying beads splash jade, the two sides are more than ten zhang wide, only a stone beam is connected

In the center of the stone beam, which was no more than two feet wide, sat a man on his knees, and he seemed to be about to fall down at any moment, and if he fell, he would be crushed, but his eyes were closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Chu Liuxiang walked closer, only to see this person, his face was sallow, his eyebrows were thick, and although his eyes were closed, he already made people feel a sharp murderous aura.

He sat cross-legged, barefoot under his robe, but he placed in front of him a pair of high-toothed ebony clogs, beside which lay a long, strangely shaped black sheathed knife.

The mountain wind blew his clothes to hunt and fly, and on the face of the black silk robe, eight dragons and phoenixes were woven with gold silk to dance wild grass: "The sword of killing, there is no forgiveness for those who stand in the way." ”

The empty mountain is lonely, and in the miserable morning mist, on the cliff where the wall stands, there is such a person, so that this ethereal valley seems to be suddenly full of strange and strange secrets. Chu Liuxiang gasped, looked at Nangong Ling, and whispered, "Who is this?" ”

Nangong Ling shook his head and said, "Little brother doesn't know. ”

"The residence of Mrs. Ren is opposite?"

Seeing this person's outfit, Meng Yuan's voice suddenly became cold.

"Exactly." Nangong Lingdao.

"Brother Meng, what's wrong?"

Meng Yuan snorted and said: "Brother Chu, you can see that person's outfit, when will it be the turn of a mongrel to block the road and rob the land of Shenzhou and the world of the Han family?" ”

His voice became colder and colder, his face became whiter and whiter, and when he said that, a cold breath gradually seeped out from the inside of his body, and in his not too tall body, it actually seemed to contain a dragon, and this dragon was recovering and waking up!

"Brother Meng, do you know this friend?"

It was the first time for Chu Liuxiang to see such a dream yuan, even if he was in Jinan Tianxing and killed the flying knife master Ye Guan, the killing intent released by Meng Yuan at that moment was not as good as eleven at this time.

"Brother Chu, Meng has all kinds of friends, but there are no mongrel friends. In Meng's view, only a dead dog is a good dog. ”

There was a soft sound in Meng Yuan's sleeve, and a short cyan knife more than two feet long appeared in his hand, and the cold air emanated from the knife, just around him, there was a feeling that his skin was cut by a knife.

He stepped forward slowly, his steps were steady, like a mountain, and the short knife in his hand was slowly raised, and the blade reflected the sunlight and shot directly into the eyes of the Japanese people on the bridge.

"Eight Grid Tooth Road"

The man's eyes suddenly opened, but he was shaken by Mengyuan's knife light, and quickly narrowed up, he roared angrily, and there was a "click" sound between his raised hands, and a flash of light flew out of his wide robe sleeves, shooting directly at Mengyuan's neck, and suddenly looked at it, it seemed to be a silver shining flying ring, this silver shining flying ring, with an indescribable strange secret, flew over, and it seemed to be alive.

"Carving insect little skill ear!"

Meng Yuan snorted slightly, and the cyan short knife in his hand moved, only to hear a soft sound, and the flying ring split into two and fell to the ground.

"Baga, how dare you break my 'Death Scroll Technique'...... Okay, let's take a look at my 'Dan Heart Technique'. The Japanese roared angrily, and with a wave of their sleeves, they shot out a wave of purple mist, and there seemed to be a little bright purple star in the mist. 、

Meng Yuan snorted coldly, but he didn't avoid it, but stretched out his left hand, which was a cloud hand in Taijiquan, and the palm power was extremely soft, empty and clear, and the urgency of the little purple star was all gone, and he gently held it in the palm of his hand.

"Cut, a little smoke and a thunderbolt, too, I'll give it back to you."

He glanced at the purple orb in his palm and threw it back.

"Not good."

A somewhat stiff Chinese word popped out of the man's mouth, and he jumped up towards the rear, and heard a bang, and a ball of fire exploded from the stone beam, and when the fireworks dispersed, he saw that the Japanese man was naked, and his flesh and skin were scorched black, like an African, but he threw out his shirt in time and detonated the ball, but it was only affected by the aftermath. Although he was embarrassed, he saved his life.

"My heart is bitter!"