"What!" Leng Mofeng was startled, and his voice was loud, which frightened Meng Yan, and he was still calm, and suddenly burst like a silver bottle, which was really hard to guess what he was thinking.

Leng Mofeng saw that her face changed, and he knew that his words were out of shape, and he couldn't help but apologize, "Who is this to listen to, what is the purpose of gathering these martial arts people in such a place, I really went to Songshan and found that a group of so-called people who practice martial arts were secretly digging some fortifications, but they didn't know their true motives. ”

Meng Yan saw that what he said was reasonable, not like a deception. All right! If you talk about the so-called martial arts people, who are they, they are not people in the court, and now the Ming Dynasty is fighting with the Houjin Dynasty!

Houjin! What kind of tribe or faction is this, how have I never heard of it?

The so-called Houjin is the Nurhachi of the Jurchen tribe of Jianzhou in Manchuria because his grandfather and father were killed by mistake, so the thirteen pairs of remnants rose up in rebellion, and gradually unified the various tribes that were originally divided.

Leng Mofeng shook his head, I have lived in Changbai for a long time, but I have turned a deaf ear to the affairs of the world, I have never heard my father talk about the current situation, everyone calls my father a master in the world, but I think he is just a mountain village man to escape and hide.

It's no wonder that no matter how strong Houjin is, it is really difficult to stop the strong soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty, such as we use the method of reasoning, who do you think can rise and who will perish.

Leng Mofeng didn't want to think about it and simply said, "They are just primitive people of some tribes, how can they resist the attack of our firearms and artillery." ”

Meng Yan didn't talk to her, but said lightly: "The inn is close in front of me, so I won't say much, and I am also a little tired to go upstairs to rest first." ”

In the past few days, several brothers of the Four Seasons Alliance, who live in room C, often return to the guest room in the middle of the night, which inevitably arouses the curiosity of the shopkeeper, and follows them on the dark long street, but they don't dare to follow too closely for fear of being detected by them.

These four people are not walking side by side, but the first two are behind, and the latter two look back from time to time but have not noticed that someone is following and tracking, only to a black shadow behind the shopkeeper and said with horror: "Wu shopkeeper, you have worked hard!" Looking at the eyes of the Wu shopkeeper, the body of the six gods and no master was already soft and trembling on the ground, and the black shadow reached out under the light of the street lantern candlelight and lifted the shopkeeper's neck and fell heavily to the ground, and at this moment the black shadow flashed, as if there was no shadow at all.

Ren Chunshen and Xia Lei recognized the black shadow at a glance and said respectfully: "I didn't expect to see the castle master for many days, you are another level of martial arts." The black shadow just smiled, "You have regressed a lot, and even a person as small as an ant has found out that it is not good, what is the use of you!" ”

Feng Qiuyan said with complete contempt: "The relationship between the Four Seasons Alliance and your Ghost Ling Castle is only a relationship of interest, not your subordinates, and you can't let you call and drink!" Don't forget, the lord of Hulu Castle and my brothers also saved your life in the southwest of Jin, helping you to re-shake the Ghost Ling Castle, without us, you are still in the desert or Jiliao, living like a tribal refugee. ”

The black shadow was silent, not a word. Xue Mo Dong Orchid pointed and said: "Hu Lu Du and my brothers are also benevolent and righteous to you!" Many years ago, Guiling Fort was caught by the imperial court and those martial arts people who joined forces to catch your wind, fire, thunder and lightning, rain, fog, frost and snow eight protectors, and died. ”

Hu Lu crossed his arms alone and didn't say a word, just listened to the play, let the four brothers talk eloquently, turned their heads, and disappeared into the night.

The four of them looked at each other and smiled, Xia Lei didn't put Hu Lu alone in his eyes at all, and his words were full of ridicule, if it weren't for the fourth brother and I, we would still be consuming it with the people of this ghost Lingbao!

Feng Qiuyan was a little impatient; "Big brother! I'll help him do things, and I'll wait for my own things to be done, will I be led by his nose like this? ”

Ren Chun took a deep breath, "Now that the shopkeeper has been killed, I'm afraid it will get into a lawsuit, so let's leave here first, what is the inn talking about." ”

Wu Changkong also heard the three words of Guiling Fort in the inn, could it be that the Si Mi Shame killed by the senior sister before was just a stand-in for Guiling Castle, let's take a look first!

Wu Changkong still has some joy in his heart, he has lived in this inn for more than ten months, but when he saw the innkeeper being killed, he thought that he could not pay for his entanglement, and he was still complacent in his heart, but he didn't know that he was wasting time in the past half a month, and he also heard some things about Daming and Houjin, and some grievances on the rivers and lakes, but his obsession was deep, and at present, in his heart, except for the picture and the sentence of the son of destiny, the others would not be taken into account in his heart.

The four of them were in parallel, Xue Modong kicked the dead corpse and said coldly: "This martial arts shopkeeper, but the innkeeper was strangled to death by Hu Ludu, if the government investigates, if the inquiry is done by you and me, I will not really confess that guy!" ”

Ren Chunshen looked at the dead corpse, and he couldn't see that there were no pinching marks on his neck at all, and he didn't notice that there were broken bones.

Unexpectedly, this person's young martial arts can do it without leakage, and he wants to come to the government to track down where to go, and it is difficult to find out the murderer for a while.

At the top of the stairs, he met Jing Zhongyue and glanced at the person holding the sword in his hand, and said in his heart: "It's from Kunlun, but it doesn't look like it from the clothes, but this sword is a good sword." Seeing that this person is impermanent, it seems that there is something on his mind. ”

Bai Yingxue also saw it, and the two of them left the inn, Bai Yingxue whispered: "He is a disciple of Kunlun, and it can be confirmed from that sword." ”

Jing Zhongyue nodded: "Also, the burden on his back doesn't look like a blade, it should be a painting." ”

The Kunlun faction basically will not come to participate in the affairs of the Central Plains, this disciple looks like a northerner, that sword is called Fusheng like a dream, it is used by the goddess of Kunlun, Ning Hongye, Kunlun's Moxian Valley, have you heard of it?

Jing Zhongyue shook her head when she heard the unfamiliar name, "I only know about the Kunlun Sword Sect, and I haven't heard of any branches!" ”

It's no wonder that you, looking at that swordsman, should have nothing entangled in your body, and you are shy.

You can see that, too! Bai Yingxue couldn't believe it.

Not only can I see it, but I can also see that he is obsessed. It should not be long before he wanders the rivers and lakes. Very little experience.