Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Puppet
"It's a pity, it's a pity that a loyal servant died like this!" a voice lingered beside Qiu Canghai. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Qiu Canghai was startled, and hurriedly looked around left and right, a sword had been placed on his neck, a short sword shining with cold light.
"Does Gang Master Qiu still know this sword?" Leng Xiaoyun said coldly while holding the sword in his hand.
"Yes, of course. Qiu Canghai said.
"It's a pity that this sword doesn't recognize Gang Leader Qiu! Because a few days ago, it just drank the blood of Gang Leader Qiu! Qiu Canghai is dead, who are you? Where is the Soul Seeking Order?" Leng Xiaoyun's voice was extremely cold.
"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm me, Qiu Canghai like a fake!" Qiu Canghai said.
"Don't pretend anymore, your elder Wang Youcai has already discovered you, and I heard the conversation just now! Who sent you and what kind of conspiracy did you have! Did I let you give it to someone else! Imitate me to kill someone, right?" Leng Xiaoyun put the Soul Drinking Sword close to Qiu Canghai's throat for a few minutes, and Qiu Canghai's neck had been cut with a bloody mark.
"Since you have seen through it, then I don't care, if you want to kill you, you will kill you, but you can't kill me Qiu Canghai!"
"Because you're just a puppet, you still have the people behind the scenes, right! Where is the line that manipulates you?"
Suddenly, Qiu Canghai's Adam's apple moved twice, Qiu Canghai vomited blood, fell to the ground and died!
Leng Xiaoyun put away the Soul Drinking Sword, turned around and went to the direction of the desert again, he could only do this, he had to take risks. This Qiu Canghai is dead, and there is no clue at all, it seems impossible for the black hand behind him to show up, he only has this desperate plan to survive - to find Meng Yunfei again.
The wind and sand of the desert are still blowing endlessly, as if they want to sweep through everything, sweeping away all living beings who dare to enter this place, although the desert seems to be uninhabited, but if you pay attention, you will still find a little oasis dotted among them.
He came to the town again, and the appearance of the death of 'Bao Inquiring' was still reflected in his mind. He came to the inn silently, wanting to pay tribute to the bag who died because of him.
Suddenly, he saw a few figures that were all too familiar, Kongtong Sect! Although this place was hundreds of miles away from Kongtong Sect, it was the closest sect to here. He hurried into the inn and looked through the crack in the window.
Several disciples of the Kongtong Sect seemed to be waiting for someone, and the leader he seemed to have seen, one of those people who had surrounded and suppressed him a few days ago.
"How's things going?" suddenly walked out of a room, Leng Xiaoyun was shocked, but seeing that this person was dressed tightly and tightly, a turban completely covered his hair and face, the color of this clothes was actually brownish-yellow, he dived into the desert You can hardly tell the difference between him and the sand, isn't this person the one who killed the desert wolves, but at this time the person is not wearing a short sword!
"It's going well, and all the resistance of Mengchengzi has been eliminated by me. One of the men who surrounded him said.
"Okay, everything is ready, just wait for the martial arts conference to do big things! You can also take over your master as the head of Kongtong." The masked man said.
"Thank you, the master doesn't understand the reason that the master is a junjie, although I tried hard to persuade him, but how can I be stubborn for the master, and want to expel me from the teacher, I will contact your Excellency and get rid of it as soon as possible! Anyway, your Excellency is a shadow, and if you kill someone, you can also plant it on Leng Xiaoyun's head, and the soul drinking sword will kill countless people, and killing this person will not arouse suspicion. Besides, I am the eldest disciple, and if the master is dead, I will inherit the position of head of Kongtong, and those who violate my will will will be cut down and eradicated!" said the man proudly.
"Then you will be able to understand the affairs of the times, otherwise we will rise up, and we will get rid of you, and you are really very clever in seeking advantage and avoiding disadvantage. The masked man said.
Leng Xiaoyun was very surprised on the side, this Kongtong disciple was scheming and vicious, and he even colluded with foreign thieves to kill the master inside and outside, and planted the blame on himself! And that shadow must be the same faction as the fake Qiu Canghai, they want to do something big at the martial arts conference, what is the big deal?
Leng Xiaoyun clenched the Soul Drinking Sword in his hand tightly, he couldn't sit idly by anymore, he seemed to be involved in this matter, he seemed to be a puppet who couldn't help himself! And the person who pulled the line behind the scenes, he had no way of knowing! But the result was already very clear, he would definitely become the sinner pointed out by Qianfu, and bear all the sins for the people behind the scenes!
He must take the initiative, Duan Ziyan is in their hands, his life is also in their hands, he must change everything!
"It's time to come out, the group of disciples in Kongtong have dispersed. The masked man said to the inn.
Leng Xiaoyun jumped out, pointed at the masked man and said, "What is the purpose of what you want me to know all this?"
"There's no purpose, just to let you know what you should know. The masked man said.
"Bao inquired if you killed him?" Leng Xiaoyun asked coldly.
"I've only killed desert wolves. The masked man said coldly.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell you all about it?" Leng Xiaoyun said.
"Hahaha...... Leng Xiaoyun, you have always been a calm person, why are you so naïve? Will anyone in the rivers and lakes believe the words of a murderous demon? Not in the past, not now, and not in the future!" The masked man laughed.
Leng Xiaoyun didn't say a word, and the soul drinking sword was full of cold light, stabbing the masked man like a meteor, who knew that the person was gone in a flash, and he acted like a ghost.
Leng Xiaoyun retracted the Soul Drinking Sword, stepped up his pace, and went straight to the desert, he had to act, he didn't want to be a puppet like Qiu Canghai, a puppet who was led by someone.