"It's really a bit strange to calculate, there were very few people who knew that he died from Meng Jianfei back then! Not to mention the people who knew that he was not dead! I think there is only one person and that is Dad, but it is definitely not Dad, then there is only one person!" Meng Qianqian said. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The one who killed him! Meng Jianfei! Only the one who killed him knew the best way to hurt him!" Meng Yunfei said.

"As for finding him, it will be easier, because Meng Jianfei will know where his home is! But Meng Jianfei and he are mortal enemies, I think if Meng Jianfei gave him the Holy Fire Order, then he would rather die than obey!" Meng Feihong said, everyone nodded.

"Because you're ignoring someone!" said Leng Xiaoyun.

"Who?" the crowd asked urgently.

"A girl surnamed Duan!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Yes, she was also present when she killed Li Mengnan! I forgot about this person. But she had nothing to do with Li Mengnan except for being there at the time!" Meng Qianqian said.

Leng Xiaoyun was silent again.

"All their purposes are against us, whether it is framing me, or framing each other, or making Meng Zhangmen and Brother Meng kill each other! We can no longer be passive, we must take the initiative! We must strike first!" Leng Xiaoyun said firmly.

"How to strike first!" everyone asked.

"We have to set up a bureau, introduce him into the bureau, and find a way to capture him in order to know who is really behind it!" Leng Xiaoyun said again.

"Then how to set up a situation?" Meng Feihong asked.

"That's going to be hard for Master Meng and Brother Meng!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

The town at the foot of Diancang Mountain is still very lively at the moment, as if the tragedy that happened a few days ago has disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Several people in an inn were drinking there, three men and one woman.

The man at the head was about forty years old, with a square face and a flared mouth, a white scarf tied around his head, a white gown, and a white belt, and he was constantly urging him to drink, and he sat down a man of about forty years of age, who was also about forty years old, and this man was dark-skinned, with sword eyebrows and a high nose, and his clothes were tattered, and his hair was scattered, and white hair was springing up; the other man was about thirty years old, of medium stature, with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, and was dressed in a green shirt; the woman had a small mouth and a nose, and was unusually beautiful, but there was a sadness between her eyes.

"Brother Meng, what happened a few days ago, I was offended a lot! I saw that all the disciples of this sect had died, and my heart was full of anger, and it was inevitable that I would be impulsive and hurt you by mistake, I made this cup, and I should make amends!" That man was Meng Feihong.

"Don't dare, don't dare, seeing your lover die, it will inevitably lead to anger, human nature! I will drink this cup with you, and I will definitely help Master Meng find the murderer!" The man was Meng Yunfei, and when he saw him holding the cup, he was about to drink.

"Then why don't you pay homage to the dead first, and let them drink all this wine, and go away in peace!" Leng Xiaoyun stopped Meng Yunfei and poured the wine on the ground, and a layer of smoke came out of the ground in an instant.

"This wine is poisonous, I don't know what Master Meng means!" Leng Xiaoyun said coldly, and then pulled out the Soul Drinking Sword.

"What do you mean? You ask Meng Yunfei! When I came up, I saw corpses all over the field, and you two were here, what did this mean! Since I came to Diancang Mountain, there was only one path down the mountain, and when I went up the mountain, no one went down the mountain, only the three of you were in Diancangshan, could it be that there would be other people who killed the people I sent? Pity my disciples! That group of thieves killed you and wanted to deceive your master, it is really hateful! Today I will fight you to the death and avenge them!" Meng Feihong said fiercely, and then pulled out the long sword at his waist.

Meng Yunfei was about to draw his sword, but Meng Qianqian hurriedly stopped him and said: "Yunfei, my brother will be dizzy for a while, you can't be like him, his apprentice is dead, we can't embarrass him anymore!"

Meng Feihong roared and jumped up, the long sword turned into a silver snake and stabbed Meng Yunfei directly, Meng Yunfei also jumped up to avoid this sword, who ever thought that his feet did not land, the other sword had arrived, he hurriedly dodged, that Meng Feihong seemed to have an endless deep enmity with him, the long sword flew, one sword was faster than the other, the sword pointed directly at the vital point, as if he would not take Meng Yunfei's life and swore not to give up.

Although Meng Yunfei's martial arts skills were high, he never drew his sword, and he was deeply sorry for Meng Feihong, and he had no intention of fighting back; that Meng Feihong's sword stabbed him directly, and the long sword seemed to devour him whole, only dangling around his body, and within a few rounds, Meng Yunfei was already in danger!

Meng Feihong saw that Meng Yunfei didn't fight back at all, so he let go of his scruples, waved the long sword, and the sword move sped up a few points, the long sword was in his hand, like a silver snake that was constantly shaking, and like a colorful butterfly flying in the sky, when it turned into a sword net to swallow Meng Yunfei whole, and turned into starlight to pierce Meng Yunfei everywhere, although Meng Yunfei dodged left and right, but his body was already scarred. Sudden Meng Feihong changed suddenly, the long sword turned into a white line and stabbed directly at Meng Yunfei's throat, the speed was extremely fast, Meng Yunfei just dodged a sword, seeing that this sword was very powerful, he hurriedly flashed, but he never thought that this sword momentum changed again, the sudden sword light shook, turned into a stab, and cut his left and right shoulders! This sword momentum changed suddenly, Meng Yunfei was about to hit the sword, and the sudden cold light flashed, and a sword blocked the long sword, and a person stood in front of Meng Yunfei.

"Brother Meng doesn't want to fight against a despicable person like you, otherwise you don't know how many times you died just now!" That person was Leng Xiaoyun.

"You and other thieves, I will take your and other heads today to sacrifice my dead disciple!" Meng Feihong said fiercely.

"Head, I'm afraid it's you who will fall! I was on the top of Diancang Mountain, because of the face of Brother Meng and Sister-in-law Meng, I only saved your life, but now I won't!" Leng Xiaoyun's short sword pointed directly at Meng Feihong.

Suddenly the short sword of the cold Xiaoyun broke through the air, and the soul drinking sword Fei also seemed to stab Meng Feihong directly, Meng Feihong flashed quickly, but his foot did not land, and the other sword had been stabbed, he hurriedly used the long sword to block, but found that the short sword of the cold Xiaoyun had long been lost!

Suddenly Meng Feihong rushed to the top of his head to make the wind, and it was expected that Leng Xiaoyun would come down from the sky, and he jumped out and landed on a table, but a sword had already reached his neck, and it was the Soul Drinking Sword!

"Leng Daxia, don't take my brother's life! He is in a hurry to do such a stupid thing, you don't want to hurt him!" Meng Qianqian hurriedly ran over and took away the Soul Drinking Sword, and Meng Feihong disappeared in a flash, leaving only the messy tables and chairs in the inn.

That Meng Feihong took advantage of the light effort, jumped on the roof several times, teleported out a few zhang, and saw that no one was chasing before he fell.

"You're like a lost dog!" a voice said behind him.

"Who!" Meng Feihong hurriedly got up and drew his long sword to take a look.

A man dressed in black was already standing not far behind him.

"These two are the top masters of martial arts, how can you kill them in terms of martial arts!" the man said.

"Who are you, you don't have to worry about my affairs!" Meng Feihong raised his long sword and said coldly.

"A man who mourns for you, a man who mourns for the Sect!" said the man in black.

Meng Feihong slowly put down his sword, his expression painful.

"I'm sorry for my disciples, how can they have such an incompetent master! Seeing their apprentice die, they can't avenge themselves!" said the man in black.

"Don't say it, please don't say it!" Meng Feihong was in great pain.

"Do you want revenge?" asked the man in black.

"Think, I always want to break Meng Yunfei and Leng Xiaoyun into pieces!" Meng Feihong said fiercely.

"Take this, this is called the Soul Incense is colorless and odorless, you just need to light this when you meet them, and they will not be able to move in a moment, and you can dispose of it!" said the man in black and handed him an incense burner.

"That cold howling cloud is very difficult to deal with, can this work?" Meng Feihong said as he took the incense burner.

"Hahaha, there is no incense in the world that can't be fascinated, this incense seems ordinary, but in fact, it is so tight that you can not move with just one breath! When he finds out, he can't move anymore! This is the antidote, don't fall for this incense yourself!"