The Northern Meditation Cultivator stopped at the back gate of Qiu's Mansion.

The reason he stopped was simple.

This is Qiu Mansion, the birthplace of the current turmoil in Zhongzhou City, and Qiu Fengchun's residence.

Here, no one continued to attack him, but the surrounding spiritual power fluctuations were extremely large, although they were all ready to attack, it would take at least a few seconds before an attack could fall on him.

He only had a few seconds left to think.

Bei Ming Xiu pondered for a moment, then pushed the door and entered.

Now it seems that the siege and interception of those members of the Law Enforcement Hall is to force him here, and if he doesn't enter now, those guys who are ready to move will also force him to enter.

Well, it's better to go in by yourself.

......

Throwing a thousand machines into the air, the Northern Meditation Cultivator walked into the Qiu Mansion.

There was no strict guard in Qiu's mansion as he imagined, no terrifying aunt looking at him with lustful eyes again, only a young man sitting at the stone table under the giant ginkgo, making a new pot of tea, heard the footsteps of Bei Mingxiu, smiled and waved at him.

There was no more cover on his face, so what fell in the eyes of the Northern Cultivator was a fresh and natural face.

However, in the eyes of Northern Meditation Cultivator, the freshness on his face was just a disguise.

Bei Mingxiu walked to the stone table and sat down calmly.

This was the first time the two had sat against each other since the last game.

Qiu Huayu picked up the teapot next to him, poured a cup for Bei Mingxiu, and said with a smile: "The thyme in the meditation teahouse is fragrant and delicious." ”

Bei Mingxiu took the teacup and said, "It is indeed good tea." ”

Thyme is the signature product of Jingxin Teahouse.

The owner of the Jingxin Teahouse, a member of the Shanhe Society, wanted to attack him in the Xinhua Building not long ago, and was killed by him.

This reminded Bei Mingxiu of the guy named Lu Baici again.

He looked at Qiu Huayu and said, "You know a lot about mountains and rivers." ”

Qiu Huayu smiled and said, "The mountains and rivers will always be under my control. ”

Bei Ming Xiu said: "I used to think that you were just a young man who loved to play chess, but now it seems that your city is much deeper than I imagined. ”

Qiu Huayu was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Those who are good at chess are often good at layout. ”

"I still remember the last game of chess, you said to me that if you don't win, you can just beat the chess player, and we tried it, and the effect was really good. ”

Naturally, Qiu Fengchun directly sent someone to poison Yu Changping, leaving Yu Changping without a leader, and quickly seized the matter of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

Bei Mingxiu sneered and said, "It shouldn't be you who really set up a situation to force me here." ”

Qiu Huayu still smiled: "Young Master of the Northern Underworld, what do you mean by this?"

Bei Ming Xiu looked at Qiu Huayu and said, "Where is Qiu Fengchun?"

"You can tell me something. ”

Bei Mingxiu looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Qiu Huayu in front of him, shook his head and said, "You are not enough. ”

Qiu Huayu is Qiu Fengchun's son, although he is deeply involved in Qiu Fengchun's planning, he is not Qiu Fengchun himself after all.

Qiu Huayu squinted slightly, and said: "The Ximen Iron Pillar and Murong Gillian who you plan to watch behind the wall and Murong Gillian who are hiding behind the giant ginkgo suddenly restrained me when they didn't react, and treated me as a hostage, even if they can't retreat with their whole body, they can let Qiu Fengchun confront you face to face." ”

The Northern Darkness Cultivator, who had been drunk out, smiled slightly, collected the little Northern Darkness cold qi that had just gathered in his hand back into his body, and said, "You think too much." ”

"Actually, you don't have to go through so much trouble, Qiu Fengchun, I've been watching you all the time. ”

Bei Ming Xiu was shocked in his heart, after entering the Qiu Mansion, he was vigilant at all times, although he didn't know who the so-called Murong Ajiao and Ximen Tiezhu were, but he had already known their movements.

But he really didn't detect Qiu Fengchun, you must know that although this Heavenly Dao Alliance's think tank is not known for its martial arts, and his cultivation is not too low, even if he is an immortal spirit body of the Holy Pavilion and covers his cultivation with all his might, it is impossible that even a little spiritual power has not leaked out.

He looked at Qiu Huayu and asked, "Where is he?"

Qiu Huayu still kept smiling, pointed to himself and said, "It's right here." ”

......

The next scene that happened was something that Northern Meditation had never imagined.

Qiu Huayu's body quickly grew old, but after a few breaths, he was already an old dragon clock, and this appearance was familiar to most people in the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

He is not Qiu Huayu.

He is clearly Qiu Fengchun.

Even if it was the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he was shocked at this time.

He had doubts about Qiu Huayu's identity.

A young man who can only stay at home because of his disfigurement, is still a descendant of the chess saint at a young age, and he can suppress Uncle Wang, whose chess skills are by no means general, can not win once, which is not normal.

Northern Meditation Cultivator had thought of many possibilities, but he had never thought that Qiu Huayu was Qiu Fengchun himself.

But if it is really Qiu Fengchun himself, it is reasonable that Uncle Wang tried his best and still lost.

The number one think tank of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is by no means in vain.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator quickly understood everything.

That chance encounter with "Qiu Huayu" was indeed a bureau.

A bigger game than he could have imagined at the time.

He broke the small situation with the help of Yu Changping's strength, but he was already trapped in the overall situation and couldn't extricate himself.

Now, it's the end of the game.

"What do you want to do?"

Bei Mingxiu's tone returned to calm.

Qiu Fengchun had already counted everything, even if he was angry, it didn't make any sense.

Qiu Fengchun picked up the thyme in front of him, took a sip lightly, and said with a smile: "Ask yourself first, what do you want to do now." ”

"Qiu Huayu's" voice was clear, Qiu Fengchun's voice was deep, and these words fell on Bei Mingxiu's ears, always giving him a sense of incongruity.

"You're wondering, if you use the Fallen Yuan, can you restrain me, an old man, first, and then escape, and hold me hostage, they will all throw a rat trap. ”

Qiu Fengchun calmly pointed around and said, "Very good, very good." ”

Bei Mingxiu gritted his teeth and said, "My actions have been calculated by you, what is good?"

"Even if you know that you have reached the end of the road, you still do not give up, this persistence is rare and valuable. ”

Qiu Fengchun smiled: "And you know in your heart that you are not at the end of the road." ”

The Northern Meditation was silent accordingly.

Qiu Fengchun is right, he really hasn't given up yet.

Since he has been defeated in the secular world, he can only pin his hopes outside the world.

......

"Before entering the Qiu Mansion, you shoot a small aura sword into the sky. As long as it can be seen by Mr. Ryuuji above the clouds, my plan will be in vain. ”

Qiu Fengchun pointed at himself, and his smile was meaningful.

"Mr. Ryuji has always taken care of juniors, as long as she returns from the top of the clouds, she can deter the entire Zhongzhou City by herself, even if I can control the protective array of Zhongzhou City, and then move from the Holy Pavilion to rescue the soldiers, she can easily solve all the problems. ”

"There's nothing wrong with your assumption, but you miss one of the most important points. ”

Bei Mingxiu frowned slightly.

Looking at Qiu Fengchun's confident appearance, his heart was already throbbing.

Because he vaguely felt that his last hole card had lost its effect.

Sure enough, Qiu Fengchun shook his finger and slowly confided the second half of the sentence.

"You have to send a message to the top of the cloud for help, first of all, there must be someone above the top of the cloud. ”

"More than thirty days ago, the Shoreless Sword Peak had disappeared above the top of the clouds, and there was no one in the Secluded Spring Realm. Qiu Fengchun calmly explained, "Your uncles from Momei Villa are no longer here. ”

He looked at the sun in the sky and looked quite emotional: "Mr. Long Er left three ink marks before leaving, which should be left for your three disciples." ”

"The one that flew to Zhongzhou City, I pressed it. ”

When he said this, Qiu Fengchun's expression was quite relaxed, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

Bei Mingxiu's heart was shocked.

The ink marks left by Long Yao, even if there is only a little spiritual power remaining, where is it so easy to accept?

The only explanation is that Qiu Fengchun has always hidden his true cultivation!

"I've entered the Immortal Rank, many years ago. Qiu Fengchun's face was a little more vicissitudes, and there was some bitterness in his smile, "But an immortal-level powerhouse like me who looks old, I'm afraid there is no second one in the world." ”

Bei Ming Xiu sighed: "I really hope that there is no real old immortal like you in the world. ”