Chapter 128 So I Came Here by Myself (Second Update Guaranteed, Please Vote for Recommendation)

Meng Qi was just following Duan Xiangfei's old wisdom and using the Illusion Form Art to track him.

Although Duan Xiangfei had already perfected the Illusion Form Art when he was tracking him, and he was still a little far away from it, he asked him for a lot of application skills when he returned to the Tianding City world this time. A few days after returning, due to the spiritual transformation brought about by killing An Guoxie, the Illusion Form Art had a significant breakthrough. Moreover, he was stronger than Duan Xiangfei, and the black-faced man was weaker than he was at the beginning, so he could follow him closer without fear of being discovered.

The black-faced man continued to try to get rid of the tracking in a daze. After going around in a big circle, he entered the back door of a courtyard.

It was not until this time that he let out a long sigh, walked towards a wing room with a happy face, and knocked on the door.

"Who?" A clear male voice came from inside.

"Second in command, it's me." The black-faced man said with ease.

The door creaked open, and a young man with a beard poked his head out to look behind the black-faced man, then chuckled and said, "If you don't come back, I'll have to inform the big guy."

The black-faced man was a "dead spy", and he had never expected him to come back alive, so he was extremely alert when he heard his voice, but fortunately nothing happened.

The black-faced man had no idea of ​​his identity, and said in fear, "Fortunately I was smart, that man was probably a monk, soft-hearted, otherwise I would have died tragically. Thank you for your concern, Second Master, my life and death is not worth notifying the big guy."

I informed the big guy to prepare to welcome the "guest", the young man touched his newly grown beard, and said with a smile, "Come in and talk."

The window paper was very thick and tight, and the room was quite dim. The young man seemed to like this environment and did not light a candle.

After closing the door, he asked with his hands behind his back: "But did you tell them the truth?"

"Yes, Second Master, I really admire you. I know they are cautious and unwilling to believe the news outside, and they will not fall into the trap easily. Unfortunately, no matter how smart they are, how can they compare to you? How can they guess that I, who seem to be following, is the real 'trap'." The black-faced man said with admiration. Although he didn't know the specific plan, when the second master told him not to keep the secret, he probably guessed that it was a trap.

The second master had a smug smile on his face: "It's just to make more preparations. For stupid people, the news spread outside is enough to lead them to Che Lie Gorge, and the smarter guys will go to the third brother to fall into the trap, and the smart and cautious guys will depend on you."

"Second Master is thoughtful, not as good as us." The black-faced man said in a literary way, because the second master likes others to speak in this tone.

The second in command smiled and nodded: "Inform the third brother not to pretend to be the enemy of Lord Zeluo anymore, and rush back to Chelie Gorge immediately, maybe he will be able to see the little bald donkey and his helpers surrender in time."

Zheluoju judged the strength and expertise based entirely on the corpses, and did not care whether the enemy was one, two, or three. In short, their strength was within that range, so there was no need to do it himself, and there was no need to bother investigating other enemies, as long as the little bald donkey was caught, everything would be clear.

"Yes, I'll notify him right away." The black-faced man felt that he had made a great contribution, and his smile was extremely bright.

The second in command waved his hand: "No hurry, tell me in detail what happened just now."

If this guy was not too dull and had the heart to risk his life for the secret, why would he have warned him in the first place, so he had to see if he made any mistakes.

The black-faced man repeated the conversation carefully, and finally said: "Second Master, no problem?"

The second master pondered for a moment, picked up a pen and paper, quickly wrote a letter, and then nodded: "No problem."

He grabbed a strange bird with a white head and black feathers from the birdcage in the room, tied the letter to its feet, then pushed open the window, let it fly high.

The strange bird flapped its wings and was about to fly high, suddenly, a hand stretched out from the shadow, a slender and powerful hand, firmly grasped it.

The second master and the black-faced man stared at this scene in amazement, and saw a handsome boy with a black cloth wrapped around his head and swords hanging on his waist walked out of the shadows, smiling and saying: "Go on, keep talking, I like to listen."

The two were so scared that they were out of their wits. How did he come out, and why didn't they notice it?

The shadow was not deep, and it was in a conspicuous place by the door. How could the two of them not notice it?

"What a pity. I was going to spare your life." Meng Qi sighed, drew his knife with his right hand, and slashed at the black-faced man diagonally.

The knife flashed brightly, and the black-faced man came to his senses and rushed to the side to avoid it.

The knife flashed, and the black-faced man who rushed to the side never stood up again, and blood flowed from his body.

Meng Qi killed people very quickly. Before the second in command could take advantage of the opportunity, he saw the knife retracted and pointed directly at him.

"You should be the smiling fox Yu Lin?" Meng Qi said with a smile.

The second in command said with forced calmness: "It's me."

Countless thoughts flew in his mind, trying to find a plan to get himself out of the danger of life and death.

Meng Qi said with regret: "You are very smart, but unfortunately your strength is too weak, and you are still a little short of enlightenment."

Yu Lin forced a smile: "Isn't this good? Weak strength makes it easier to control, and intelligence makes it easier to communicate. Don't you want to know where the little monk went?"

"You are full of lies, and I really can't trust you. Anyway, there are a group of stupid people waiting for me to ask." Meng Qi still had that regretful expression.

Yu Lin saw that Meng Qi was out of luck, so he pursed his lips and said: "There is a pursuit order for the evil sword. That young monk has probably been caught by some horse bandit. To rescue him, strength alone is not enough. You must also It’s insidious enough to use your brain, but I can help you and I can surrender to you.”

As long as you survive, everything will be fine and you will get it back sooner or later!

Meng Qi smiled: "I'm sorry, you are a bad person."

ah? Yu Lin was at a loss when he saw the dark red sword slashing at him. No matter how he moved around, it approached his throat without any deviation.

Me, I don’t want to die! I'm full of clever ideas, and I can also guess people's hearts!

Hehe, Yu Lin covered his throat and fell to the ground with blood spurting out. His limbs twitched a few times, but there was no movement anymore.

"It only takes half a day to drive through the Gorge..." Meng Qi muttered to himself thoughtfully, dug a hole in the yard, and buried the two bodies - the noise of setting fire was too loud and could easily arouse alarm.

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Half a day later, the sun set in the west, the sky became dark, the temperature in the Gobi dropped sharply, and the wind brought a chill.

Chexi Gorge is a canyon that seems to have been cut out by an immortal with a long sword. The cliffs on both sides are slippery and difficult to climb, and there is sometimes fog in the canyon. It is a first-rate key point and ambush place.

Gu Changqing and Meng Qi looked at the Chechai Gorge on horseback, looked at the peaks on both sides, and frowned: "Why did you kill so fast and didn't even ask where the big stall's camp is? How to find it?"

He tried hard to forget Meng Qi's weirdness when he followed the black-faced man, and kept telling himself that it was someone else's unique skill and he couldn't pry.

Meng Qi tried his best to smile calmly: "Their camp is just another ambush. Shen Zui is definitely not in it, so why go there?"

"But we can pretend to raid the camp, lead to a drunken ambush, and then wait for the opportunity to act." Gu Changqing is not stupid either.

Meng Qi smiled leisurely and said: "Why go to such trouble, we will come directly to the door."

"How to find it?" Gu Changqing felt that this guy who spoke half-heartedly deserved a beating.

Of course, this was what Meng Qi had thought before, but it was different now because he could enjoy this feeling.

He smiled and said nothing, turned around and asked, "How many horse bandits can you deal with?"

Gu Changqing knew that he couldn't lie about this kind of thing, otherwise he would be in danger. He frowned and said: "The horse bandits are ferocious, accustomed to fighting, and are not afraid of death. If one on one, relying on family swordsmanship, there is no big problem, two people If so, it would be more dangerous.”

He only came out to travel around the world after opening his eyes, and Gujiabao established his clan with swordsmanship. The "Sun-piercing Divine Sword" and "Gujia Sword" are both pretty good. Relatively speaking, the internal skill of "Yanhuo Jue" is... It's relatively ordinary.

"Then let's go together." Meng Qi nodded lightly.

Gu Changqing was about to get angry and said: "How to get there?"

Meng Qi chuckled and said, "The little guy will take us there."

As he spoke, he let go of the cloth bag in his left hand, and the white-headed and black-feathered strange bird flew out, circled in the sky, and landed in a valley near Chechai Gorge.

"Let's go." Meng Qi clapped his horse and drove quickly, closely following the white-headed bird.

Gu Changqing looked at the white-headed bird, his teeth itching with hatred. If you had let me know this before, how could I have looked so stupid?

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In a hidden canyon, there are three tents. In the middle is the one who is intoxicated. On both sides are four other masters of opening the orifices, two with the four orifices and two with the eye apertures.

He knew that the visitor had killed An Guoxie, so he did not dare to take it lightly. He set up a trap and brought all the help he could bring - even if the opponent relied on various means to turn defeat into victory, An Guoxie was still a master of the Nine Apertures. The person on the list, no matter how bad the opponent is, can't be much worse.

While he was concentrating on practicing in the tent, the sound of flapping wings reached his ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his white-headed bird was back.

He took off the note, looked at it carefully, and felt delighted. He went outside the tent and summoned four of his men, asking them to get ready, recuperate their bodies and minds, and enter the ambush circle an hour later.

The four men were divided into two groups of two, each taking turns to be on guard and rest.

Then he also entered the tent and took the time to rest.

Meng Qi and Gu Changqing looked at the camp from a nearby tree. After observing for a while and making sure there was no ambush, they jumped off the tree and rushed directly into the camp.

As soon as the two enlightenment masters on patrol and on guard reacted, Meng Qi, who had used the Fengshen Kick, rushed in front of them and slashed with his sword.

At the moment of life and death, their sabers were like lightning, and they also slashed at Meng Qi's body.

After two sharp sounds like hitting gold and stone, one of the two orifice masters was dead and the other was injured. The one who had only opened his eye orifices died. The fourth orifice master had a horizontal knife wound on his chest, which was hot and hot.

Golden bell?

He was shocked, but he had no time to call for help. The other party's sword skills were rolling in, and they were so exquisite that he fell to the ground with serious injuries in just a few swords.

As soon as Gu Changqing caught up, he saw two masters of enlightenment dying violently. He was startled and had a new understanding of Meng Qi's strength.

It turns out that he doesn't need special moves, hidden weapons, or poisons, just relying on sword skills and the golden bell, he is a whole level better than ordinary four-aperture masters!

Meng Qi's clothes were torn with two wounds, one only had a white mark, and the other was a small stab wound with not much blood and was about to recover.

The movement just now woke up Shen Zui. He rushed out with his sword and shouted: "Who is it?"

Under the dim light, Meng Qi smiled so much that he showed his white teeth:

"I heard that big stalls were looking for me, so I came by myself."

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