Meng Yunfei only needed to use his internal force again, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Don't struggle, the poison of the gentleman's incense is colorless and tasteless, light as water, the more you struggle, the faster you die!" Meng Feihong said coldly.

"Brother, why are you like this, we seem to have offended you!" Meng Qianqian said with a feeling of weakness all over her body.

"Don't you understand, this is no longer your brother!" Leng Xiaoyun said as his face turned pale and struggled.

"Hahaha, the Soul Envoy is still the Soul Envoy, it's still the same difficult to deal with! It's a pity that I'm afraid it's your life that will be taken away this time!" said Meng Feihong with a laugh.

"I'm dying a few times, can you answer me a few questions! Let's die too!" Leng Xiaoyun struggled to say, and spat out a mouthful of blood before he finished speaking.

"Save your energy, I won't answer any of your questions!" Meng Feihong said, drawing his long sword from his waist and walking straight towards them.

Leng Xiaoyun thought that he must take his own life first, but he never thought that he would pass by him and go straight to Mengyunfei!

"I kill the most people, and I am the most difficult to deal with, you should take my life first, otherwise I am afraid that you will want my life in a while, and I will not give it to you!" Leng Xiaoyun smiled weakly.

"Joke, your lives are in my hands now! I let you die in the third watch, you don't want to stay until the third watch!" said Meng Feihong.

"Actually, I already knew you weren't Meng Feihong!" Leng Xiaoyun said again.

"The more I listen to it, the funnier it becomes, you don't know that I'm Meng Feihong, why do you still want to fall for my tricks! Leng Xiaoyun, you don't have to play any tricks, it's useless!" Meng Feihong said.

"Do you remember that letter? the letter you asked me to read! You were perfectly disguised, but there was a mistake at that point!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Ahh

"Because there's a smell on that letter!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"What kind of taste?" Meng Feihong hurriedly asked.

"The smell of blood! This smell may not be smelled by others, but I know it! Because I have been killing people since I was a child, this is what I smell every day, and it is too familiar to me!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Just based on the smell of blood, you judge me as fake, that's too arbitrary!" Meng Feihong said with a smile.

"The smell of blood proves that there are casualties! And Master Meng, you have always been in good health and have not had any scars! And you also said that after you went down the mountain, you did not meet the person who wrote the letter, that is to say, you did not encounter a fight after you came down the mountain! Then you are obviously lying!" Leng Xiaoyun's face became more and more pale.

"You are very smart, but I once said that after I went down the mountain, I saw the tragic situation of the people in Lijiazhuang, and I buried them, all of them are dead people, and the smell of blood on their bodies will be strong! It is inevitable that this letter will be contaminated, and your inference may not be valid!" Meng Feihong said again.

"You haven't been to Lijiazhuang at all! When I went a few days ago, the corpse had already dried and rancid, how could there still be a smell of blood! This smell of blood can only be left by the newly deceased! You must have killed him when he received the letter and went down the mountain, and disguised himself with him! Why do you still hide it from Li Mengnan!" Leng Xiaoyun used almost all his strength when he said these words, and as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't stop vomiting blood.

"Li Mengnan is a villain! How can you be trusted! You know a little too much, I originally wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that I can't keep it!" Meng Feihong's long sword clenched and slowly put it on Leng Xiaoyun's neck.

"I already know who you are! You don't have to disguise yourself to remove your mask. Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Then who am I!" Meng Feihong couldn't help but be shocked and asked urgently.

"There's a wax pill in my clothes, you took it out for me!" Leng Xiaoyun said weakly.

Meng Feihong handed over his left hand, stretched his right hand into Leng Xiaoyun's clothes, and took out a wax pill and handed it to Leng Xiaoyun.

Leng Xiaoyun suddenly pinched the wax pill with both hands, and a puff of black smoke came out of the wax pill, Meng Feihong flashed rapidly, but it was too late, he and Leng Xiaoyun both took a deep breath.

"This is the poison that I used to die with the enemy when I went to the death squad, and no one except us in the death squad can solve it! You hand over the antidote to Junzixiang, how about we have an interaction! So that we don't have to die!" Leng Xiaoyun said, and vomited several mouthfuls of blood, obviously using too much force just now.

"Then let's die together! If I really give you the antidote, then I will die if you get better!"

"We promise not to kill you!" I Meng Yunfei said with all his words!"

"I am honored to be able to kill the number one swordsman in the world!" said Meng Feihong.

"You can't kill the number one swordsman in the world!" a voice seemed to come from hell.

"You, Shadow, This matter has nothing to do with you! Don't worry about it!" Meng Feihong said.

The man dressed in black looked like a ghost, and he arrived in front of Meng Feihong in a flash.

Although this person has changed his clothes, he still recognizes that he is the one who killed the wolves in the desert after turning into a gray cold howling cloud!

"Although this matter has nothing to do with me, Meng Yunfei has something to do with me! Everyone else can die! Only he can't die!" said the man in black.

"My mission this time is to kill Meng Yunfei, you dare to stop me! I will tell the Lord about this!" Meng Feihong said, but a sword was already on his neck!

"Where's the antidote!" said the shadow.

"You're disobeying!" Meng Feihong said.

"I ask you where the antidote is!" the shadow's voice was cold.

That Meng Feihong slowly took out a medicine bottle from his clothes and handed it to the shadow, who threw it to Meng Yunfei again, and when Meng Yunfei took it, the shadow put away the sword.

"The antidote! the antidote to the poisonous mist!" Meng Feihong said.

A sudden sword slashed through his throat as fast as lightning, and Meng Feihong couldn't say another word before he fell to the ground and died.

"If you don't get out of the desert, no one will hurt you!"

Meng Yunfei gave the antidote to Meng Qianqian and Leng Xiaoyun and said, "Then you killed the group of black-clothed people in the desert!"

The shadow did not speak, but suddenly the figure flashed and disappeared.

"He was the one who killed the group of black-clothed people in his desert! his purpose in killing them was to protect you!" Leng Xiaoyun said silently looking at Meng Feihong's wounds.