The Meng family's house is very wide, but it is also in line with the steel style they cast everyone, all places are straight and straight, there are not too many crooked corridors, it is still easy to find someone, standing on a high place and looking at the past, there is movement over there is all clear.

It's just that there was a delay in front, although it wasn't much, and for a person who wanted to run, it was long gone, but fortunately, Thirteen remembered the woman's fragrance......

A slightly familiar scent.

His nose is not working now, or most of the time it is not working, and the smell is not good at all, but the smell of women is the most stimulating existence for men, and his nose is absolutely sensitive at this time, even more agile than a dog.

Since the other party is a woman, it is definitely not a problem to find taste, but this matter is not the main thing on his mind, and there is another thing that occupies more brain power.

As he ran, Thirteen constantly used his internal forces to move his whole body to adapt to the sudden increase, a sense of fluidity that he hadn't experienced in many years.

In the early years, the thirteenth first entered the rivers and lakes without any skills, and later relied on luck to get the cheats of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, coupled with the folding plum hand of Shennong Valley, the strength is quite eye-catching among the newcomers.

But since then, he suddenly has an addiction, an addiction to constantly learning martial arts.

As long as you see a more powerful martial arts, you want to learn it with all your might, whether it is sincerely asking for advice or peeking and stealing, you have to get those exercises in your hands, so that you can't remember how many you practiced later.

Martial arts is not the more the better, if he had concentrated on studying one or two subjects back then, today's achievements are estimated to be higher, the problem is that he practiced too much, too miscellaneous, it is inevitable that there will be different exercises of the way of movement collision with each other, there is a conflict.

All kinds of chaotic kinds of internal forces are running around in the body of the thirteenth, and ordinary people encounter this situation, and the worst situation is that they go mad and lose all their martial arts, but he still has the green capsule of Shennong Valley, maybe it should be called Deadwood Jue now.

Dead wood and dead wood, though dead and not stiff.

With this half-truth and half-false exercise, although Thirteen can jump around, but his strength is getting weaker and weaker, the same move, others can break the thick stump of the waist, he ...... Probably just pat some leaves down.

In order to solve this problem, he tried many methods, and even abolished his meridians, but the stubborn disease has been deeply rooted, and even the genuine Green Capsule Sutra can't be saved.

This matter has improved a little after Ming You's fight, and the fire phoenix that burst out of her body at that time almost scorched all the meridians of the thirteen bodies.

Then Xiao Ming helped him recover, and Thirteen felt as if the meridians had been washed again, becoming clean and clean, and there was no impurity at all.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on.

Fortune and misfortune have always been interdependent, the meridians are no problem, but the dantian can't lift the strength, once you want to exercise, there seems to be a fire burning in the abdomen, and the internal force that is finally condensed will be directly dispersed.

If you want to do it, you have to spend several times the energy before to operate, and you have to support the severe pain caused by the burning of the dantian, and the magic power will be dispersed after a little relaxation, which is also one of the reasons why Thirteen doesn't want to help Chen Lingyu do things.

He didn't expect things to turn around so quickly.

It was also the high temperature of the furnace that stimulated the scorching heat in the dantian, and in the process of striking iron, the true qi in the thirteen bodies could not help but run by the master, which was a very familiar but somewhat unfamiliar route, reaching the real cleansing meridians.

In retrospect, Thirteen remembered that it was originally the fifth chapter of the Green Capsule Sutra, but with a slight change, and after the first operation, another mode of operation naturally began.

Thirteen roughly deduced that the Qing Capsule Sutra should belong to wood, and the true qi that Ming You channeled into his body was fire, and the wood should have been able to make fire, but the internal force that was introduced from the outside was not big enough to ignite the wood in his dantian, which would cause every time he exercised, two internal forces with different attributes collided with each other in the dantian, so that they could not easily condense.

Now that the fire had been ignited, as the internal force traveled all over his body, Thirteen also felt that the 36,000 pores around his body were still completely opened, as if something was about to turn out of the pores, so that every inch of his skin was crispy and numb.

So... The descendants of the Meng family saw such a scene-

A strange man who kept scratching his ears and cheeks, touching himself up and down, jumping on the eaves in various ways, sometimes jumping very high, sometimes falling into a yard somewhere, all kinds of frightened male and female voices.

Fortunately, Thirteen's movements were fast enough, and once he fell into the yard, he immediately increased his internal force and disappeared without a trace, so that before the disturbed person could react, he disappeared.

After running for a while, Thirteen came to a place with a completely different architectural style, where there were pavilions, attics, small bridges and flowing water, which were more vibrant than the Meng family's mansion that was paved with gray tones as a whole, but the fragrance of flowers in the air also blocked his tracking.

Thirteen struggled to find the distinctive smell in the scent of the flowers, but by this time his nose was no longer working.

Ha Qiu!!

With a big sneeze, Thirteen sniffed and looked around: "It's too conspicuous to run out in black clothes to kill people in broad daylight, that person should be disguised, right?"

Thinking back to the killer's slightly bloated clothes, he obviously found a wider dress to put on his body, but the killer is a woman, although finding a man's clothes can achieve such an effect.

"Oh, that's not right...... The men on the road seem to be wearing these black clothes? Am I missing something? No, the smell is only cut off here, is that the person?"

Thirteen eyes turned around twice, recalling the picture that had just passed along the way, only to realize that the black clothes of the man in black seemed to be a little familiar.

"It seems that the clothes worn by the Meng family, so...... There should be a victim, right?"

The experienced thirteen saw that this courtyard was dotted with a lot of rockeries, which was very suitable for Tibetans.

Sure enough, inside the largest rockery, there was an unconscious and naked man lying there, with a crumpled piece of clothing beside him.

After jumping into the rockery, Thirteen picked up his clothes and took a deep breath, the faint smell was not yet gone, and then he did not hesitate to slap the unconscious man, three big slaps.

"Longevity, are you still not awake after such a fierce fight?" Thirteen shook his hand, and suddenly realized, "Oh, I haven't done this kind of thing for too long, I almost forgot, this should be a point." ”

Da da, even poked more than a dozen acupoints before touching the lottery, Xin Qi Thirteen remembered that the internal force became stronger, and retracted some strength, otherwise this person is estimated to have more than a dozen blood skeletons.

The unconscious man slowly woke up, and when his eyelids opened slightly, he saw someone in front of him, and before he could open his upper and lower mouths, Thirteen took a step forward and held his mouth, pinching his neck by the way.

"First, I'm the escort that Miss Meng just hired, not the person who attacked you just now, don't doubt it. ”

"Second, if I want to kill you or do something, you don't have a chance to open your eyes. ”

"Third, I'm chasing the person who knocked you out right now, so I'm going to ask you something, I listened and blinked, and then I let go, let's have a good talk. ”

The subordinate should have wanted to blink, but he had already rolled his eyes, and he was desperately patting Thirteen's arm in his dying throes.

Thirteen let go and said, "It seems that you should have listened." ”

The subordinate turned over and sat up, and took a sharp breath to let the fresh air enter his lungs, but the turbid air that had been replaced was just about to exit, and Thirteen slapped him in the face again, making the breath hold back hard.

(End of chapter)