The next day, before dawn, Chu Wensheng took Bai Suxin to say goodbye to Wu Qi and Yang Zongbao, and rode on the way to the Sword Sect. Along the way, Chu Wensheng's brows never stretched, and he was dressed in a purple-blue robe hunting in the wind.

In his mind, he kept thinking about the words that Qin Ba said to him first, Chu Wensheng's face was grim, and his brain ached for a while.

"Shizi, the prince asked me to tell you that turmoil in Kyushu is imminent. The transformation of luck is indispensable for the sacrifice of blood virtue. The prince himself is a martial artist, and the only calculation he has learned in this life is to do business, and the world is bustling, all for fame and profit. He made a deal with the Ye family in exchange for the king of Xuzhou, and the trade with Ye Wen was to give the prince one more choice in the future, such as today's luck battle, except for a few people who hold chess pieces can stay in trouble, I am all martial arts are the pawns of this chess game in Kyushu. In order to ensure safety, I hope that the prince can take the princess to the Sword Sect to stabilize the bone sword in the body first, and then go to the Xingluo Pavilion in the Western Liangwu Emperor City. The safety of the entire Sword Sect is all in the Xu Palace, and the prince can be safeguarded. ”

Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu, Dragon Gate Inn, and Youjian Inn are actually all appearing as his allies, this person is really terrifying. Chu Wensheng secretly thought silently, and there were even the Scarlet Brotherhood and the Fuxing Society in the bright place.

"What, reluctantly, we just need to go back and ask the ancestor to fix the bone sword on your body, it won't take long." Seeing Chu Wensheng's gloomy face, Bai Suxin explained, "After all, the bone sword on your body was set by the old ancestor, and I still don't have enough cultivation to stabilize them." ”

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry. Chu Wensheng barely squeezed a smile on his face, looked back at the distant Panlong City and sighed.

In Panlong City, Wu Qi and Yang Zongbao looked at the empty inn, and inexplicably had a bad premonition, Ye Wen had been detained by the Longmen Inn early in the morning, and Chu Wensheng and Bai Suxin needed to visit the Sword Sect because of Chu Wensheng's own body bone sword problem;

Leaving the inn where he had lived for several days, standing on the street, Wu Qi found that not only the people in his inn were gone, but even the neighbors who usually got up early to make breakfast and urged the children to go to school were also gone. Usually at this time, the innkeeper's daughter Huilan should say goodbye to herself and jump to the private school.

At this moment, although there is no sound of laughter between neighbors on the streets of Panlong City on weekdays, there are all tall and strong martial arts people who come and go, and there are many people who hide their whereabouts and hurry up and down the eaves. Most people chose to hide their faces, but it was very strange that Wu Qi and Yang Zongbao were bright and bright.

This made the ominous feeling in Wu Qi's heart more and more intense, and he looked sideways at Yang Zongbao with a dignified face.

Walking on the way to the Dragon Gate Inn, the evil aura on the surrounding pedestrians made the entire Panlong City become impetuous, especially the swords, guns, swords and halberds that can be seen everywhere, which makes people's mood heavy and relaxed, "What is Chunfeng doing again!"

An emaciated figure appeared in his sight, with a white hat covering his head, covering his face and eyes, like some sect priests. The man stood motionless on the side of the road, but Wu Qi knew that he was waiting for him. Sure enough, when Wu Qi walked past him, this person stretched out an arm to stop Wu Qi.

"Something?" Wu Qi asked coldly with an expressionless expression on his face like an immortal.

"I have a cup of tea, I want to invite the second prince to have a taste, and there is a play, I want to watch it with His Royal Highness. The breeze was blowing, and the white hat man's clothes fluttered, but the outline of the man's body could not be seen at all, and the voice of the hat man was indistinguishable.

"Do you think you can please the two of us?" said Wu Qi, looking sideways at the hatholder.

"No, you can't. The hat-man's answer was unpretentious. Wu Qi snorted coldly and walked away, what was going to happen today made him feel very bad, so he needed to leave and rush to the Dragon Gate Inn to stop it before it happened.

Wu Qi had just taken a step when the hat man spoke, "Someone asked me to bring a message to His Highness." Wu Qi's steps did not stop, and the hat man continued, "If His Highness does not drink this cup of tea, someone will die." ”

"What did you say?" Wu Qi turned around abruptly, his eyes widening as he looked at the hatholder, and the hair on his forehead was windless.

"I said that if His Highness and General Yang did not drink the cup of tea I had prepared, a little girl's white neck would be cut off with a knife. I forgot to tell His Highness before, that little girl named Huilan is really energetic. "The hat-bearer tells one thing lightly, as if he were telling a story, if there is no name for Huilan.

"Why should I believe you?" Wu Qi said this, but he had already stopped and turned to face the hat-taker.

The hat man also turned to look at Wu Qi, although a hat covered his face, "You can choose not to believe it, but will you? ”

"Okay, you lead the way. Wu Qi reluctantly compromised, and said with a dry throat.

"Glad you chose the right choice. The hatsman bowed respectfully, took out a pink hairband from his bosom and handed it to Wu Qi. This hairband Wu Qi is very familiar with, this is what he bought for Hui Lan yesterday.

"Here, please, Your Highness. We will keep the little girl safe as promised, so don't worry. Judging from the tone of the hat, he was very pleasant, and even the pace of his feet was a little brisk, "But please follow me three feet away, too close or too far will make me nervous." ”

Follow the hats all the way forward, and finally walked out of Panlong City, to the dock where the boat docked in the Yehuai River, there is only one boat docked in the dock, saying that it is a boat, more like a flat boat, lonely floating in the wide Yehuai River. There is a table of eight immortals on the dock, on which there is a pot of tea and three cups, which is extremely simple.

"With this kind of tactic, it seems that the person behind you knows me very well. Wu Qi sat down silently, did not move the things on the table of the Eight Immortals, and asked directly.

"Indeed, he knows you well. Even I didn't expect such a perfect highness to have such a big shortcoming. The hatsman nodded, poured tea for Wu Qi and Yang Zongbao, and said this sentence with emotion.

"What the hell is he going to do?" Wu Qi had already vaguely guessed that Ye Wen was behind it.

"It seems that His Highness has already guessed. After saying this, the hat man stopped speaking and began to fall silent.

Time passed minute by minute, and the three people on the pier in front of the Yehuai River never said a word, like three statues, if there was no wind gently blowing the corners of their clothes.

"Boom!" The wind was still blowing gently, hanging above the sun, and when the hour came to noon, the ground of the entire Panlong City was like a ground dragon rolling, and it began to struggle and surge, and a gust of wind blew out from the Panlong City, wave after wave, and Panlong City was roaring. A wave of air swept over the wharf of the Huai River in the night, Wu Qi gently pressed the tabletop, silently resisting the swept air waves; Yang Zongbao was like a pine in the strong wind all the time, persevering; as for the hat man, it was much simpler, the whole person seemed to be fused with the air waves, the wind moved, the wind stopped people, and the hat never fell off.

"Good means!" Wu Qi's eyes became solemn, and he asked tentatively, "Are you a brocade moth?"

"It is a great honor for His Highness to know the cheap name of His Highness. The hatsman bluntly admitted.

"At the end of last year, you did the corpse murder case in Longdu City?" Wu Qi pressed his palm tightly on the table of the Eight Immortals, pressing step by step.

"At the end of last year?" Jin Moth struggled to recall, "Oh, you mean the only son of Lord Shangshu." Coincidentally, when I was doing a mission, I met him who was drugged a woman from a good family, so I dug out his waist and roasted it for him to eat, but he was very angry and did not survive until the arrival of the imperial doctor who his Shangshu father gave him. There was a deep pride in his tone, and it was clear that this incident was very memorable to him.

Wu Qi took a deep breath, "Even if he is to blame, then why did you kill that woman and divide the body?"

"This one. A woman's loss of discipline is equivalent to death, isn't it, I'm just helping the handle. "Jin Moth is as serious as a solemn executioner.

Before Wu Qi could say anything, the sun above his head began to dim at some point, as if it was in the evening, and then later, it was as if someone had poured a basin of blood, and it became blood-red and miserable.

"Boom!" At this time, the second wave of air surged, this time the air wave was no longer a simple howling wind, with a pale pink mist in the air wave, and when you sniffed it, there was a smell of blood in the wind. Wu Qi's face changed, but before he could attack, the third wave of qi came immediately. This time it was no longer a blood dance, but a blood-red blood wave swept in, dyeing the whole world red.

"Ahh

"Your Highness, we have said that we will see this scene until the end, and it will be difficult for a gentleman to chase a horse, let alone a word from the Son of Heaven. The sound of the brocade moth came from under the hat.

"Sword Qi?" Wu Qi said suspiciously, looking at his sleeves.

"Who knows?" Jin Moth obviously knew that Wu Qi would not sit still, and he also wanted to know where the legendary second prince of both civil and military perfection was, so he took the lead.

The palm of his hand was one foot away from the table and crossed the table of eight immortals, and there seemed to be something between his index finger and middle finger, cutting the table of eight immortals alive. Wu Qi raised his hand to hold the Eight Immortals Table, and his palm brushed through the air, blocking the palm of the Jin Moth, but he found that a drop of blood came out of the palm of his hand and hurriedly closed the palm, and a breath of energy from the palm temporarily pushed away the palm of the Jin Moth.

"Qiuhao!" Wu Qi thought for a moment and understood that what Jin Moth was holding between his fingers was a sheathless and handleless Qiuhao sword similar to the Chengying Sword, which was worthy of the name.

"Congratulations, that's right!" The brocade moth strained extremely quickly, and his palm stabbed out again, but this time it surprised him, and Qiu Hao, who could not be caught by human eyes, was actually caught by Wu Qi with his palms closed. wanted to withdraw, but it was too late, Wu Qi's single palm had already hit in front of him.

The seven-foot desktop can be turned out of the stormy waves.