Meng 49 sword

Chapter 275 The Curtain Opens

The next morning.

"Have you found any trace of Yao Guang?"

"No."

"Where are Meng Qiqi and Chen Boyan?"

"They haven't come out of the Auspicious Inn, and they haven't seen anyone, but the Princess Mansion and General Zhao's Mansion sent a lot of medicinal materials in."

"Sure?"

"determine."

"Tang Cha...is there still no news?"

"The whole Baihualou has been searched. No, he seems to have disappeared completely. No one has seen him again."

"Keep silent, all, and again, keep silent, and wait for the flute."

"There are still two days, tens of thousands of people from the same race will rush here, and they will fail, so let's do it in one fell swoop. Yulin Terrace must be a trap, hold your breath."

"Pass down the order, and keep all the teleportation arrays unblocked."

One piece of news spread out from a hidden courtyard in Shenjing, causing ripples that ordinary people could hardly detect.

Ah Qiu sat on the nanmu chair with a pale face, watching his companions come and go amidst the constant urging.Finally, he looked up one last time at the clear blue sky above him.

Since the collapse of the secret realm, the turbidity between the heaven and the earth has increased, and the sky was once gray and rainy.But now, the sky has cleared up, how can it still have the appearance of the secret place back then?

God is so tolerant, but why is it so cruel? The blue sky that they have been looking forward to for so long has come so easily.

He suddenly chuckled, stood up unsteadily, turned and walked into the house.

The door opened in front of him, and behind the bookcase, there was a dark secret passage.He walked in without hesitation, took a torch and lit the oil lamp on the wall, illuminating the road in the dark.

The secret path is deep and deep, and I don't know where it leads.He kept walking and walking, as if measuring every inch of land under his feet, and sketched the appearance of Shenjing in his mind.

There are also people walking above the city.

"Tick, tick..." Blood dripped from his fingertips, and Yao Guang walked on the towering city wall, looking down at the land he once loved and hated.

Not long after, he came to that place again.Sitting here, looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers as before, he thought happily——I am finally going to die.

Ever since he recalled everything in Tianbao Pavilion, the blood gushing from his ribs has never stopped.Drop by drop, it dripped onto the ground under his feet, as if punishing him for what he had done all these years.

He was still looking for an answer, because God still hadn't answered him—why?

Now that there are humans, why are there still monsters?

When will the endless slaughter come to an end?

If Ah Tang is the king appointed by God, why did the sky bestow goodness on him.And before this goodness, why was he given ignorance and killing.

There is only the last innocent boy left in the hidden village, but the boy is not innocent.He is the continuation of 120 eight human lives. If this is the price of kindness, there will be no kindness in the world.

Yao Guang sat on the city wall, looking at the mountains and rivers that Meng Qiqi, Chen Boyan and Xianzi Tanghua once stood under the city wall and looked at together. Something seemed to be waking up in his gradually thinning body.

Gradually, he closed his eyes, and in the chaos, he saw the huge red sun rising from the mountains in the distance, and also smelled the aroma of wontons coming from the city.

The peddlers carrying loads are still walking through the streets and alleys. In the city of Shenjing, where food is becoming increasingly scarce, many people have to face threats other than monsters.

The shopkeeper's bamboo basket contains many things, including crude pastries, a few pieces of caramel, some poultry meat, and even some fresh fruits and vegetables.No one knows where he found these things in this closed city.

The young woman rummaged through it, and even found a small exquisitely crafted mirror.

The magical salesman has a weather-beaten and old face, and his eyes are full of stories soaked in old wine.He walked from the east house to the west house, and then detoured from Housan Street to Sajin Street. When he passed by Baihua Building, he even looked up at the newly repaired wall.

If Aqiu or Meng Qiqi were here, they would definitely recognize him, because he was the Tang Cha whom no one could find.

He continued to walk, carrying a heavy burden, but his back was not bent in the slightest.A few monks passed by him and looked at him suspiciously, but when they wanted to catch up and ask him, they found that the man had disappeared.

"Why does this shopkeeper feel a little suspicious?"

"This... let's go to Yulin Terrace first, and we must not miss a big deal."

"Forget it, maybe I'm overthinking."

"If you are worried, you can talk to the imperial guards later."

The monks moved forward again, but how much disturbance could the story of a salesman cause?

Meanwhile, Qu Ping was still searching in the city.He didn't believe that Tang Cha, a mortal who didn't know how to practice, could disappear into the city without a sound.

But as noon approached, Qu Ping became more and more nervous.Along the way, he has met several groups of monks rushing to Yulin Terrace, and among them, his companion may be there.

What kind of trap did Meng Qiqi set up at Yulin Terrace?Qu Ping racked his brains and couldn't come up with anything, but now all the monks have rushed to Yulin Terrace, does it mean that the defense of the Auspicious Inn is almost complete?

If, if they can surprise and kill Meng Qiqi at this time, they can regain the disadvantage in an instant!

Of course, Qu Ping was not so stupid as to rush to the Lucky Inn rashly.He couldn't be sure if Meng Qiqi was really seriously injured, not to mention that Chen Boyan must be beside Meng Qiqi.

He hurried back, wanting to discuss with Ah Qiu again, but was told that Ah Qiu had left.

"Gone? Where is he going? What is he going to do?" Qu Ping suddenly thought of Ah Qiu's expression when the news of Meng Qiqi's serious injury came back yesterday, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The white mask said: "Ah-Qiu ordered you to go to Yulin Terrace to wait if you come back. Xingzhou will be coming soon, he told you to meet him as soon as possible and explain the specific situation here."

Qu Ping went crazy: "What do you mean let me go!? Did he go to the Lucky Inn? You answer me!"

White Mask kept silent.

Qu Ping strengthened his guess: "This may be a trap! No, with Meng Qiqi's level of cunning, this must be a trap. He is going to die! Meng Qiqi must be waiting at the Lucky Inn, he will kill him……"

"But Meng Qiqi must die too!" The white mask suddenly interrupted him, and Qu Ping was startled by the sudden outburst of resentment.That is the resentment of wanting to eat its flesh and bones.

"It was he who killed Ah Man, seized the formation, and awakened Yao Guang! If he, the new controller of the formation, is not killed, we will all die."

The white mask grabbed Qu Ping's collar, and the eyes under the mask stared at him, saying: "Why are you so naive? We have no turning back, Qu Ping, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent."

Qu Ping finally understood.

Ah Qiu didn't want to come back alive at all, he just went to die.The difference lies in whether he can successfully drag Meng Qiqi into the underworld.

No matter what conspiracy you have, I am fearless, what can I do?

"What about Yulin Terrace? What are you going to do?" Qu Ping gritted his teeth.

"Yulin Terrace?" The white mask suddenly smiled, "So many monks gathered together, what a great opportunity, what do you think we should do?"

Qu Ping was startled, opened his mouth wide, and lost all words in an instant.

At the same time, Yulin Terrace.

At noon, Xiao Xiao and Dai Xiaoshan appeared on the high platform.The two of them looked at the monks gathered around the high platform, and glanced at the treetops beside them—Ghost Luoluo was dressed in purple, bewitching and flamboyant.

Oni Ra's killers are hiding everywhere, never showing up.

The white mask hiding among the monks also stood still, waiting for the sound of the flute.

Qinggu and Xiaoyuer were lurking on the top of the pavilion on the stage, observing every move of the people present, one holding the handle of the knife tightly, the other holding the bow in the backhand, and they were all on alert.

The heavy snow had all but rested, and under the clear sky, Yulin Terrace was terribly quiet, without even a ray of wind.

Xiao Xiao took a step forward and said in a clear voice: "You must have known the purpose of inviting everyone to gather here. If the traitor is not eliminated, the world will not be safe. Fortunately, the family teacher has successfully captured the battle the day before yesterday. The result. Now, as long as you use your energy to urge your own blood to drip into the land under your feet, he can rely on the big formation to distinguish the unique smell of monsters."

After the words fell, the monks looked at each other and discussed in low voices, but no one objected loudly - objection means that there is a ghost in their hearts.

Xiao Xiao glanced around for a week, took out a dagger and cut her wrist first, and used Yuan force to push the blood to seep into the ground.

"please."

"I'll come first!" A monk from Wuhou's Mansion took the lead and pulled out his sword without hesitation and cut his palm.Blood seeped into the ground without any special reaction.

That's it.

With a happy expression on his face, he bowed his hands to Xiao Xiao to salute, and then retreated graciously.Seeing this, the others followed suit one after another. In an instant, the smell of blood permeated the entire Yulin Terrace, but the unexpected change that everyone was expecting did not happen for a long time.

Are there no moles among them?

"Who else hasn't done it?" Someone shouted loudly, and everyone looked around, but everyone seemed to have fresh wounds on their hands, and blood slipped down drop by drop, without any abnormality.

At this moment, someone suddenly noticed that the companion beside him was frowning, as if in extreme pain, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter? Did it hurt again?"

The man shook his head, but clenched his teeth and couldn't speak.

When the monk saw this, he was worried, but he didn't doubt his identity.Because they have all been tested, there is no abnormality in the big formation, and the so-called traitors do not exist.

However, what they didn't notice was that the thicker and thicker smell of blood had far exceeded the sum of the blood dripped by the monks.In the smell of blood, there was a faint smell of fishy smell.

Cold sweat slid down the man's cheeks.He was startled in his heart, obviously Meng Qiqi's method was of no use to him, but his blood kept surging and churning, which made him unable to maintain his human form.

He gritted his teeth, his body seemed to explode.

There must be fraud in this!I can't bear it any longer, otherwise there will only be a dead end.

Thinking of this, a blood-thirsty light flashed in his eyes.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, Qinggu slightly opened her five fingers, and once again clenched the knife in her hand.

Xiao Yu'er quietly nocked the arrow and fully drew the bowstring.

Xiao Xiao and Dai Xiaoshan stood on a high platform, as stable as a rock.

Gui Luoluo stood alone with his hands behind his back, the golden bell on his wrist shaking silently.

Countless swords, ready to go.

"Remember, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. On the contrary, it takes one blow to kill!" Meng Qiqi's words still echoed in Qinggu's ears.

The next moment, the sharp flute sounded.

"Kill!" Qing Gu jumped down from the top of the pavilion with a big knife in her hand.

The sound of the golden bell was like a poisonous tarsus snake following the sound of the flute, countless sharp knives pierced out of the darkness like lightning, but the faster one was Xiao Yu'er's black iron arrow.

The first flower of blood bloomed in the heart of the monk who was the first to reveal the color of pain. The moment the iron arrow pierced his body, his body exploded like fireworks and turned into pieces of flesh.

"Monster!"

"It's a monster!"

Frightened and murderous intentions sounded like the strings of a piano, and the Yulin Terrace, which was quiet and peaceful just a moment ago, had turned into a killing field at this moment.

"Because we can't identify traitors, we have no way to inform everyone of the plan, and casualties are inevitable. Therefore, killing the enemy must be fast, ruthless, and unscrupulous. Only by being ruthless enough to the enemy can we leave more life for our own people. "

Xiao Yu'er kept her master's words in mind, and fired three arrows at once, which made the tiger's mouth hurt, and did not stop for a moment.However, no matter how fast he killed, he couldn't beat the white mask's explosive body.

It was the same attack as that of the guards, killing and injuring all monks in an instant.This method of injuring eight hundred enemies and one thousand yourself is really hard to guard against.

"White Mask must have a backhand. They will never be defeated easily. Remember, you can't let your guard down until the last enemy is killed."

Master is right, every next step is a difficult one.There is no such thing as a surefire ticket. If you want to win, you have to fight and you have to pay the price.

Xiao Yuer gritted her teeth, took off the blindfold, and jumped off the high pavilion with a loud shout.

"Aqiu is here! Which of you dares to make a mistake?!"

The voice of the young Qingyue echoed on the Yulin Terrace, and all the white masks heard the name "Aqiu", even though they were worried about being cheated, they still subconsciously looked at Xiao Yu'er.

In the blink of an eye, the bewitching pupils collided with countless gazes.

Xiao Yu'er snorted, tears of blood flowed from her different pupils.However, it was this short look at each other that caused all the white masks looking over to be stunned for a moment.

"Hurry up!" Qing Gu raised her heart in her throat for Xiao Yu'er, but she didn't dare to relax for a moment.

With a "bang", Xiao Yu'er rolled down the Yulin Terrace as several blood flowers bloomed.

The white masks who were hiding in the dark and watching the changes in Yulin Terrace finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out from the side.However, at this moment, countless barriers fell from the sky.

"Elder brother!" Dai Xiaoshan raised his head and exclaimed, it was a pleasant surprise.

Xiao Xiao also raised her head and glanced into the distance, then patted Dai Xiaoshan on the shoulder, and quickly retreated, "I will leave this place to you."

"rest assured."

Xiao Xiao went away with the sword, not missing the battle situation at all.And at Baihualou, which was half a city away, Tu Youqiong was waiting for his arrival with people.

Saying it is waiting is not always the case.

"You divide into four groups to search, and kill all monks!"

Dozens of monks who were carefully selected were separated, and the scattered white masks were searched throughout the city.Meng Qiqi's way of distinguishing is very simple - the seriously injured have been arranged in one place in advance, so among the remaining monks who can walk freely, those who have not gone to Yulin Terrace will be shot to death.

He has no way to directly distinguish the difference between the monk and the white mask, so he can only be induced by blood.This is the method used on Yulin Terrace, as long as the white mask releases fresh blood, and then guided by a large number of demon pills placed in the dungeon of Yunlin Terrace in advance, it can induce the monster to take shape.

This is actually the same reason that the monster turned Hou Muyun into a half-human and half-headed appearance through the demon pill and demon blood.

More importantly, Meng Qiqi can rely on the large formation to identify where there is a fluctuation of Yuanli.The real monks are all gathered in Yulin Terrace, so who are those people who are still left in the city exuding fluctuations in Yuan Force?

There is no doubt that it is the white mask.

"Turn left and go to Linxiang. Enter from the house with a big pagoda tree at the door, climb over two walls, and there are three people. Be careful, there is a private house next door."

At this moment, Meng Qiqi is sitting cross-legged in the guest room of the Jixiang Inn, closing his eyes and throwing himself into the formation, guiding Tu Youqiong and others.Every plant, tree, brick and tile in Shenjing is his eyes.

He is the big formation, and the big formation is him.

The only pity is that he still can't freely control the large formation to kill people.I'm afraid that if I can't control the strength well, it will cause a catastrophe.

Wait, he seems to have a visitor.