Xiang Minghao collapsed in the manor, his left shoulder empty and blurred, like a broken bird, his blood almost dry.

He actually understood what was going on better than Wudong and Anzang.

He knew Meng Li, but in fact, he was far away before Huan Deathlou invaded Hushan Sword Gate.

It had almost nothing to do with this matter, it was three years ago, there was a horse bandit No. 180 entrenched in the big snow village, this kid was seventeen or eighteen years old, pretending to be a rich young master and deliberately being kidnapped in, waiting for a ransom.

It can be seen that this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing, and when the horse bandits gather to divide the spoils, he skillfully takes out the drugs that came from nowhere and puts them in the wine, turns around and goes into the treasure house and loots the pile of money.

The drug did have some meaning, and he took a sip of a glass to Ming Ho, feeling a little confused.

The big snow village is a heel of the Sun Swallowing Society, and Xiang Minghao is staying there at night.

Xiang Minghao likes such a talented and prodigal young swordsman, and later meets and chats with him every time he goes to Yangzhou, and sometimes points out a few swordsmanship.

He never knew what secrets this hidden sect called "Hushan Sword Gate" hid, let alone the idea of grabbing treasures.

It was only after the incident broke out that Xiang Minghao received a message from this young man, and when they met, he was almost a bloody man, covered in wounds, and had not slept for several nights, his eyes shining like a sharp blade from behind the clumps of hair, and the long sword was wrapped in a film of blood.

At this time, Xiang Minghao learned everything that happened from him.

The ancient heirlooms of Hushan Jianmen are not one, but two.

They have passed down a forbidden box for generations, but they can only guard it, not open it. It was a forbidden place that the sect had not been able to approach for generations, and Meng Li, who had always been bold and reckless, disobeyed it, but when he opened the jade box. There's only one thing left.

The other one was already in the hands of Huan Death Building, and they came to pick up the remaining one, and this time Meng Li didn't let them succeed again.

In fact, the Swallowing Sun Association didn't know what Huan Death Lou had gotten now, but when the news was delivered to the meeting, the leaders of the meeting did not hesitate to agree that Xiang Minghao would oppose the Swallowing Sun Meeting.

Because the kind of thing that Meng Li brought out was a thaumaturgic menopause.

Xiang Minghao thought that this was the whole vortex of this matter, because these two things were so closely passed down, there must be some kind of causal connection between them, and whichever side got them all, the matter would be over.

Until he found out that Huan Death Lou was doing "soul snatching and stealing swords" on a large scale and with great energy at the same time.

Xiang Minghao didn't know what this had to do with what they were fighting for, and by some indication, Huan Death Lou even paid more attention to the latter.

When the matter of "soul snatching" went wrong, they so decisively gave up the pursuit of Meng Li and returned to Shaolong instead.

On the way to chase Shaolong, he and Meng Li said that this might be a plot out of Yang - that is, Huan Death Lou knew that they would follow them anyway, so he simply switched to a more favorable battlefield.

But in fact, if he simply left with Meng Li at that time, then Huan Death Lou would have completely failed, and he would never have been able to touch this thaumaturgy anymore.

At that time, what was the significance of the success of "Soul Snatcher Sword"?

It was at this moment that Xiang Minghao felt that what was on Meng Li's body was still not even the core of the matter.

The thing that Huan Death Lou took away from the Hushan Sword Gate at some point may be more important than thaumaturgic menopause, if the two things passed down by the Hushan Sword Gate have a priority, then the other party's hand is undoubtedly the main party.

And the secondary party, they can even give up not to.

Therefore, the Happy Death Building, which has attracted the attention of all parties, decisively began to shrink its tail.

The imperial court and the Tianshan Mountains knew nothing about all this, and they were still in the outermost outermost way. In this matter, the Sun Swallowing Society and the Happy Death Building have always maintained the same tacit understanding - the more important things, the more they must restrain the power to enter, and the more they must conceal those fierce battles.

Because once it really alarms Xianrentai, it will be a common defeat for both sides.

The Swallowing Sun Society had no foundation in Shaolong, but Xiang Minghao still chased after Meng Li alone.

He knew that the situation of Huan Death Building was very uncomfortable, and in Xilong, he didn't get the things he wanted to take, but he led to the Sun Swallowing Society; In Shaolong, the progress of the Soul Snatcher Bead was also not smooth, and it was bitten by the tail of Xianrentai and Tianshan Mountain. Under the pressure of the two parties, Huan Death Building has come to an extremely difficult situation.

Xiang Minghao knew that in order to dismantle such a difficult situation, there would definitely be a person of sufficient weight in Huan Death Building.

And that's exactly what he's prepared to do.

In the past three days of investigation, the autumn weather map has bitten the traces of his person.

This is not some conspiracy or trap, this is a step that each party must take forward, Xiang Minghao has been careful and decisive enough in this process, he does not feel that he is a cat that catches rats, this is just an opportunity to make a move.

But he never imagined that he would be this rat.

He sneaked his way, avoiding the watchful eye of the government in the tree—when he passed his old man, he had thought that tonight would have nothing to do with the government. Then he pressed his sword and came to the courtyard, and Qiu Qi had already sealed off the hut first.

But when he appeared inside, he was faced with only an ownerless sword. Then came the sudden, raging deadly killing machine.

Who hasn't just arrived in this small town? This drama master should obviously be engrossed in dealing with the Xianrentai Tianshan, and he should obviously not dare to show the slightest trace to the Xianrentai!

How could it be that in an instant, a cat and a trap were all facing him?

There must be something absolutely deadly hidden behind that scene, and the fact that Huan Death Building has exposed the tip of the iceberg in Shaolong's many years of operation here is shocking enough.

So now, Xiang Minghao also knows the next purpose of the playwright better than Wudong and Anzang.

On this night, he wants to turn the situation of Huan Death Lou around in one fell swoop.

The Swallowing Sun Society is the first opponent to be eliminated, and he has already succeeded, but the second one is not Xianrentai, but must be Tianshan as a potential opponent.

Anzang was still struggling to find an opportunity, but Xiang Minghao knew that the actor had already been eyeing his neck.

Of course, there is also a third purpose.

"Don't come, don't go." The dying man squeezed a sound out of his throat.

There was silence all around.

The shadow of the Howling Wind Sword in the sky crisscrossed behind the fog, and Xiang Minghao knew that he had more to do. But although his sword was still in his hand, he really didn't have the ability to move again for a while.

The reason why the black robe did not come to confirm his life and death was precisely because he was sure that he was no different from a dead man.

But at this moment, the surrounding fog suddenly became wet.

No longer rejecting and blocking, they suddenly became very kind, the soft mist spread to the wounds, the stiff body began to relax, and the rusty feeling of the broken throat and lungs also disappeared a lot.

What's more, it is difficult to control the body of Xuan Qi, and this time it has been actively favored by Xuan Qi! The mist was like a supple lamb, and the tether around his neck was in his hands.

On the immortal tower four miles away, Pu Huaimeng put down his voice and Wudong Anzang, set up a formation plate, and forcibly handed over all the gains to this man with a broken body!

At the same moment, a black robe broke through the fog from the sky and fell into the "Cloud Lock Zhu Tower".

The next moment, the fog was like a wave, and a fierce and autumn sword light suddenly rolled up the clouds!

(End of chapter)