Everyone understands that this is to avoid suspicion and show that they will not rob the secret.

This obviously solidified the rumors, Nan Tianquan did get a secret book, and they began to blush.

If it was an ordinary secret, then Xu Ziren would not hesitate to poison his two friends and escape down the mountain, and he would not hesitate to be the enemy of the entire Heming Mountain.

What's the secret?

But from the mouth of the spring owner of Nantian Spring, there is nothing to be found, Jiang Peiqi said that there is no secret at all, it is pure fiction, some people maliciously spread rumors, to achieve the ulterior purpose, it is simply despicable and shameless, so he almost pointed at the nose of all the spring owners and scolded.

The more he said this, the more curious and convinced everyone was that this secret was not trivial.

Not only are the disciples of Heming Mountain curious, but the spring masters are also extremely curious, but Jiang Peiqi has a hard mouth, that is, she insists that there is no secret, and it is someone else's intention to make Nantianquan the target of the public, and the intentions are sinister.

Nan Tianquan sent eight people down the mountain, he must catch Xu Ziren, and he must capture him alive, and after he comes back, he will find out why he killed Zheng Qi and Meng Shaofeng.

At noon, the sun was blazing.

Meng Shaomang and seven people went down to Heming Mountain, and the faces of the eight people in the group were ugly, and they could not hide their anger and murderous aura.

Meng Shaomang is slender and handsome, similar to the dead Meng Shaofeng, the two are twin brothers, and their hearts are connected, he felt palpitations yesterday, but because he was on the mountain, he didn't think that Meng Shaofeng would die.

Seeing Meng Shaofeng's corpse, he was annoyed and angry, if he had hurried over to find his eldest brother at that time, he might have been able to save it, but because of carelessness, the fatal eldest brother died.

He vowed to catch Xu Ziren, and he couldn't wait to use all kinds of torture tools, to torture him so that he couldn't beg for death, torture for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and then kill the soul of his eldest brother, but he also knew that the best way was to find Xu Ziren and kill him directly, not allowing him to live one more day, even if it was the owner of the spring, he would not hesitate to condemn him.

This Xu Ziren has a tough backstage, and if he is caught, he may not be executed!

"Brother Meng, do you really have a secret?" a young man with a withered yellow face asked lazily.

Their feet are swift like galloping horses.

Meng Shaomang's face was gloomy and he shook his head expressionlessly.

He can't tell if there is a secret or not, if there is a secret, according to the temperament of the eldest brother, he will not tell himself.

Zheng Qi is the same, they are both stuffy gourds, and their mouths are very strict, so the two of them are even more suspicious when they die.

"This Xu Ziren is really bold!" The yellow-faced young man snorted: "Kill people and take secrets, and I don't want to think about where he can escape!"

Meng Shaomang snorted: "He has a good father!"

"Not good!" The yellow-faced young man's face changed slightly, he turned his head to look around, and lowered his voice: "Could it be that he will escape to the White Elephant Sect?"

"Who knows. Meng Shaomang sneered.

He must kill Xu Ziren before he returns to the White Elephant Sect, Xu Ziren's father is also a powerful disciple in the White Elephant Sect, and the mountain master has to sell three points of thin noodles, not to mention the spring master?

"Alas......" The yellow-faced young man shook his head and said, "That big man really came forward, we are really ......"

"Are you afraid?" Meng Shaomang glanced at everyone.

Everyone's eyes flickered.

In order to offend the disciples of the White Elephant Sect for Meng Shaofeng, this deal was really not cost-effective, and they all began to retreat in their hearts.

Meng Shaomang said coldly: "Don't worry, I've caught up with him, I don't have to make a move, I'll solve him!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The yellow-faced young man shook his head and said, "That big man blames him, I'm afraid he will be angry with us." ”

Meng Shaomang sneered: "So what?"

"In my opinion...... , or turn a blind eye, coping with coping, and it is best to return to the mountain empty-handed. The yellow-faced young man said: "Don't embarrass the spring lord and the mountain lord." ”

"The Spring Lord has issued a death order, and he must capture Xu Ziren!" Meng Shaomang frowned, his eyes blazing with anger.

"I think the spring master is just forced to be helpless, let's share the worries of the spring owner. The yellow-faced young man smiled and said, "Brother Meng, you can't just send everyone to death for the sake of one person." ”

"Then I'll ask Lord Quan now if I really want to kill Xu Ziren!" Meng Shaomang said in a deep voice.

"The Fountain is not good-tempered. The yellow-faced young man persuaded him: "It's better not to force the spring master." ”

The eight of them argued and raced.

The yellow-faced young man held a disc the size of a palm, with various directions written on it, similar to the gossip plate that Leng Fei had seen in his previous life, with a ball on it, and the direction of the black ball was the direction they were going to track.

Although they retreated, they still didn't dare to deal with it at the foot of Heming Mountain, and when they went out of Heming Mountain for a hundred miles, they walked slower and slower, sharpening their skills.

"Sniff sneer......" A series of soft whistling sounds suddenly sounded.

Before they could react, the white light that was close at hand had already hit their thighs, and they couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Ah——!h

Meng Shaomang and the yellow-faced young man were already lying on the ground screaming, and after screaming, they hurriedly stopped, twisted their faces full of vigilance, drew their swords and lay on the ground, ready to strike at any time.

All eight were shot by throwing knives at close range.

Leng Fei turned out from behind the tree and looked at the eight people coldly.

Blood was gushing out, blood was pouring into the nostrils, and this was a sandy place, and the blood was seeping down quickly.

He couldn't help but admire the power of the Hidden Abyss Technique, and the Happiness Knife combined with the Hidden Abyss Technique was really a supreme weapon for plotting sneak attacks.

"Who are you?!" Meng Shaomang hissed, "Are you from the White Elephant Sect?"

Leng Fei flicked the knife.

"Ahh

The left hand spreads out, revealing a silver spike that sparkles.

Leng Fei is another knife.

The right arm of the yellow-faced young man was also nailed to the ground, and the disc fell to the ground.

Leng Fei stepped forward to pick it up and looked at it carefully.

Sure enough, what I guessed was correct, these sects all have the means to find their disciples.

"Who the hell are you?" Meng Shaomang hissed, "Who is it?"

Leng Fei said: "I'm from the Cold Ice Valley!"

Everyone's faces changed.

"Impossible, everyone in the Cold Ice Valley is dead!" Meng Shaomang shook his head, his sword clenched tighter, and his heart was inexplicably cold.

Leng Fei didn't bother to say more, first sealed their acupoints, stopped the bleeding, and then took a rattan to tie the eight people together.

Pick up a knife one by one, these are all treasure knives, and it hurts to lose one.

These swords were a point faster than the original flying knives, and coupled with his current strength, they were really as fast as lightning.

He carried the eight men on his back like pigs on his back, and galloped with his legs.

He walked through the woods, slanting branches against them, and by the time he reached the Ice Valley, they were all ragged, bloody, and embarrassed.

Leng Fei ran back to the Cold Ice Valley in one breath and entered the valley.

"Bang!" he shook the eight people to the ground and raised his voice: "Senior Lu, Senior Wang, here you are again!"

Lu Zheng and Wang Fa ran out, and when they saw these eight people, their faces were hideous, and they stared at them deadly, their eyes jumping like flames, and they took them away one by one.

Wang Fa came back and looked at him with concern: "Xiao Leng, you don't matter, right?"

Leng Fei said: "Senior Wang, you know this, right?"

He handed the disc to Wang Fa.

Wang Fa took it and looked at it, his face changed slightly, and he said, "Chasing blood plates...... Heming Mountain actually has this?"

Leng Fei nodded slowly.

Wang Fa gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that they can find the Cold Ice Valley!"

Leng Fei said: "So it's better for them not to be placed in the Cold Ice Valley, you can separate and confuse them." ”

Wang Fa looked up at the sky.

Leng Fei guessed his thoughts: "Senior Wang wants to die with them, but it's not worth it!"

"Yes......" Wang Fa nodded slowly.

Leng Fei said: "I'll go and come again, there will be a batch, it's best to lead them out together." ”

"Watch out for that Jiang Peiqi!" Wang Fa said in a deep voice.

Leng Fei suddenly fell, and his breath suddenly changed, as if he had turned into a stone.

Wang Fa looked at him in amazement.

Leng Fei has been running the Hidden Abyss Technique in Heming Mountain for the past two days, and his comprehension and fire of the Hidden Abyss Recipe have gradually deepened.

Leng Fei said: "Senior Wang, I may be able to hide this hidden abyss trick from Jiang Peiqi?"

"Almost. Wang Fa nodded slowly.

He didn't expect Leng Fei to be able to practice the abyss technique to this extent in such a short time, the two of them have been in the heat for decades, and the rivers and lakes are urging people to get old, and they can't do it if they don't accept old age.