Chapter 182 Tianluo Gong (Second Update, Please Vote)

Lu Huasheng looked confused, and didn't understand what was going on in a hurry.

Luo Shengyi, who was not very familiar with Meng Qi, twitched his mouth, and felt that the "Zhen Ding" image he had formed before was overturned. Is this guy pretending to be like this?

Ruan Yushu let out a long "Oh". Meng Qi's scalp tingled, and he always felt that she was thinking of something bad. He quickly got back to the point, his eyebrows swelled, his spirit scattered, and he invaded Lu Huasheng's senses, thus affecting his mood.

"During this period of time, who have come to you and the envoy, and which forces do they represent?" Meng Qi's voice became steady, as if he had it all planned out, full of majesty and oppression.

Lu Huasheng suddenly remembered the enemy who looked like a demon or an evil ghost he had just seen, and fear arose in his heart, as if the person standing in front of him was the master he feared the most in his life!

If he was intact, with his realm and strength, the illusion technique would hardly affect him, but now his acupuncture points were sealed, his true qi was restricted, and he could not protect his body. He could not eliminate the intrusion at all. In addition, the shadow of fear planted in his heart by Meng Qi's knife, now it suddenly broke out and he could no longer control himself.

He said in a daze: "'Chengtian Sword' Song Ming came to ask our peace terms on behalf of the Fourth Prince, and he never came again after understanding; the Ghost King came to help the Seventh Prince negotiate and was willing to pay a certain price in exchange for our withdrawal. There is still a gap between the conditions of both sides, and they are repeatedly negotiating; 'Nine-Fingered Divine Constable' Nie Wen came to ask for conditions on behalf of the Crown Prince in private and gave his own bargaining chips, but the talks were going well and suddenly interrupted; 'Yanyun Knife' Leng Mo came to represent the Third Prince and had the same idea as the Seventh Prince."

Luo Shengyi crossed his arms and was slightly embarrassed: "If you can pay an acceptable price in exchange for the Western Tartars, Retreat and buy time. The Third Prince also wants to negotiate, but I will try my best to stop or sabotage it. "

Meng Qi was about to ask again, but heard Lu Huasheng continue: "'General Zhengxi' Xu Jin came in and asked about our bottom line conditions."

"General Zhengxi?"

"Xu Jin?"

Meng Qi and Luo Shengyi blurted out at the same time, because this person is too important. He is the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, the commander of the imperial army in the capital, responsible for the safety of the capital, and a top master in the world. At a critical moment, he can block the capital and the palace. He is one of the representatives of the military forces. If you want to compete for the throne, he is a very important figure.

Like the right prime minister Wang Derang, he is only loyal to the unconscious old emperor and has never shown any disdain for the solicitation of several princes.

"Why would he get involved in the peace talks?" Luo Shengyi wanted to help the third prince inherit the throne, and his understanding of the major forces in the capital was much better than Meng Qi's. "Could it be that he has already pledged allegiance to a certain prince in private?"

Meng Qi said in a majestic voice: "Tell me, who does he represent? When did he find you?"

Lu Huasheng struggled for a while, but still answered honestly: "He only said that he represented himself. Not long after the 'Nine-fingered Divine Constable' left, he disguised himself as a peddler and entered the Yunyan Pavilion."

It is not that the dead of night is a good time for secret negotiations. At that time, it is easy to be discovered when entering and leaving. It is a good choice to enter the Yunyan Pavilion during the day when there are many people and chaos. The Nine-fingered Divine Constable and the General of the Western Expedition thought so. However, Luo Shengyi kept staring at the Nine-fingered Divine Constable and was not deceived by him, and the General of the Western Expedition found Lu Huasheng without anyone noticing.

"Representing himself, can he still be the emperor..." Meng Qi said thoughtfully, "Do you want to delay with peace talks and try to rectify internal troubles? Once the Jiang tribe and other tribes are resolved, will you go south again?"

"Yes." Lu Huasheng answered honestly, "The Khan is ambitious and wants to unify the world. He doesn't care about the small cession of land."

After asking about Yinshi, the Khan and others, Meng Qi Xiejie stretched out his knife instead of the sheath and stabbed Lu Huasheng in the chest. The energy burst out and shattered his heart.

"I'm afraid things are more complicated than we expected." Luo Shengyi seemed to have figured something out.

Meng Qi nodded seriously: "Yes, we overlooked one thing, that is, is the old emperor really in a coma? Or he was indeed in a coma at first, but he had already woken up and watched coldly..."

If the emperor wakes up, making friends with the four princes will only make Lu Guan completely lose trust. Fortunately, he chose to be neutral temporarily and be a die-hard emperor party!

But if the emperor wants to negotiate, Lu Guan will definitely not be trusted.

"Well, if you want to pretend to be unconscious and lure the snake out of its hole without making it real, you must have a strong ability to control the situation. The right prime minister and the general of the Western Expedition should be the two hands of the 'unconscious emperor' to control the court. If they are gone, or if they surrender to a certain prince, the fake coma will become a real stroke, and the emperor will die..." Luo Shengyi smiled.

An emperor without the ability to control the court is no different from being dead!

Meng Qi paced a step and said: "The general of the Western Expedition who contacted the Western Tartar envoy may be the old emperor. Well, we must confirm whether he is unconscious or not, and what his current state is!"

If he wants to negotiate, he might as well be unconscious! Anyway, the task description does not limit who the emperor is. As for "regaining trust", there can be other explanations. For example, several princes originally trusted Lu Guan and wanted to win him over, but he strictly maintained neutrality, which was disappointing.

In short, the key is that General Lu is appointed as a general to deal with the Western Tartar!

"The palace is full of experts, and the Right Prime Minister is suppressing us. Even a great master would have a hard time finding out the truth." Luo Shengyi pondered, "General Zhengxi's strength is similar to that of the Ghost King and others. If the three of us join forces, we still have a chance to capture him. However, he lives in the army all year round, and is surrounded by a personal army of top experts. It is difficult to get close to him. If we are trapped in the military camp, ten of us will not be able to escape death."

In this world of martial arts, there are many masters in the army, and ordinary elite soldiers are also agile. Meng Qi and Luo Shengyi are not inhumans who can fight one against a thousand. If a great master is trapped in the military camp and surrounded by strong bows and crossbows and a tide of good players, he will not be able to get any good results. Maybe he can only barely save his life and escape.

"Don't worry, I'll go back and test Lu Guan's attitude. He has expressed his attitude and position to the right prime minister, and maybe he has met the emperor." Meng Qi thinks this possibility is very low. At least for now, if the emperor is not unconscious, he is inclined to negotiate. Inviting Lu Guan to Beijing is just a backup. He will not trust him and show him such a secret.

However, you have to try it out. Many things are just self-righteousness and unwillingness to ask, which leads to bad consequences.

Luo Shengyi nodded slightly: "Okay, I will also remind the third prince."

He frankly expressed his thoughts and showed his sincerity.

"No problem." Meng Qi didn't mind. At least so far, the third prince is also one of his backup options.

After searching Lu Huasheng's body, Meng Qi only found some healing and auxiliary cultivation pills, nothing particularly valuable.

He divided these things equally between Luo Shengyi and Ruan Yushu, without keeping any, after all, he had obtained the magic secret book of Lu Huasheng's cultivation, called "Secret of Yin Capture".

After sinking Lu Huasheng's body into the Luo River, the three of them separated and went back to their own places.

Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu were both good at Qinggong. One was as fast as a gust of wind and unpredictable, and the other was elegant and agile, floating like a fairy. They walked hand in hand, giving people the feeling of a night wandering god and a fairy appearing at the same time in the dark night.

After a while, the posthouse was approaching, and suddenly a deep sigh came from the front, as if it was ringing in the hearts of the two.

Meng Qi stopped immediately, unsheathed his left sword and right knife, blocked Ruan Yushu behind him, and looked at the big tree not far away with a serious face. The strength of the newcomer was very terrifying!

A woman walked out slowly from the shadow of the tree. Her body was covered with white gauze, which was undulating and showing an amazing beauty. Even without exposing a single bit of skin, it made people feel hot inside, wanting to see but not daring to.

Her face was covered with a translucent veil, and a face of infinite beauty could be vaguely seen. The whole person was graceful, mature and beautiful.

Meng Qi uttered two words from between his teeth: "Demon Queen!"

"I wonder if this seat is worthy of your sword?" The Demon Queen's voice was slightly hoarse, but extremely attractive.

The night wind blew, cold and piercing, and the Demon Queen walked slowly forward, like the center of the surrounding world!

This feeling was very terrible!

Meng Qi did not think about why she appeared here, why she suddenly intercepted the two of them. At this time, the qi was clashing, and he was suppressed by the Demon Queen. If he rashly asked the reason, he would lose his fighting spirit and be defeated.

His spirit was like water, spreading on the sword, as if they were the continuation of his body. Indistinctly, he sensed that there seemed to be strands of silk rippling in the air around him.

Thinking of Luo Shengyi's reminder, Meng Qi no longer kept it to himself. He fully activated the fifth level of the perfect Golden Bell. His skin was dark gold, and it was shining with light, just like the image of the Arhat Vajra in the Buddhist temple, making it impossible for the wisps of Yin Qi to invade, and was completely dissolved by the masculine Buddha's will.

"Huh." Facing Meng Qi's changes, the Demon Queen gently exclaimed. Obviously, she didn't expect that the swordsman Xiao Meng, who had always been as cold as snow and elegant, would become so powerful and so like a Buddhist!

This light exclamation slightly interrupted her rising momentum. Meng Qi's evil calamity rose, his mind was guarded, and he suddenly burst out and slashed with a knife!

This is the opportunity!

At this time, what kind of painting style is needed? There will be no painting style if you die!

In this knife, Meng Qi's spirit, spirit and will were fully integrated, and he exerted his full strength, and also integrated a few of the essences of the Heavenly Sword that he had mastered during this period of time, and the power of "breaking purity" was even greater than before.

The world is complicated, love and affection meet, hatred is entangled, fear and greed are all like the temptation of the devil, and purity does not exist.

Suddenly, the sound of the guqin sounded, noisy and chaotic, like the painful cry of a person who was exhausted by the trivialities of life. He was worried about the expensive house, the tattered clothes and the lack of money, the simple and difficult food to swallow, and the trivialities all the time... It made people feel irritable and restless, and it was difficult to have peace.

The sound of the guqin matched Meng Qi's "Duan Qingjing" perfectly, which made his sword intention rise again and made his spirit and spirit reach the peak of his life.

The sword light was like the sun in the water, flickering constantly and wandering around, showing a kind of sword essence, carrying life, old age, sickness and death, love, separation, and resentment to the front of the Demon Queen!

Meng Qi's spirit was immersed in the world, and the changes in the sword technique were completely reflected in his heart, and every detail was visible, and he chopped down along the flow of the Demon Queen's protective aura!

This sword was the strongest sword he slashed after learning "Duan Qingjing"!

The eyes of the Demon Queen showed a little confusion, as if she had returned to her youth, when the Demon Lord disappeared and the Demon Sect was scattered again. She could not stop it. When she succeeded in the "Heavenly Net Skill", she was entangled in trivial matters and the emergence of villains, and she could not get what she wanted.

There was a gap in the operation of the protective Qi, and Meng Qi's evil calamity flashed with lightning and slashed in.

However, the further he slashed forward, the slower the speed of the "evil calamity", as if it was wrapped in layers of silk nets and carried a heavy burden.

Electric snakes jumped out, shattering the Yin Qi silk net, and with difficulty cut through the Demon Queen's protective Qi, only a few layers of paper away from her skin!

But at this time, she had woken up, stretched out her slender hand, pressed the blade, and said without anger or surprise:

"Good knife skills."

A poke of black hair fell off, and the cut was charred.