Meng 49 sword

Chapter 208 Battle in Jinling

After Meng Qiqi bid farewell to Granny Zhu, she felt a little heavy.

But he can't stop, he can only keep moving forward.The incident of people's bodies exploding made him vigilant. Meng Qiqi carefully inspected the pieces of meat left at the scene, and found that it was the same as the situation after the Zhang family's old man exploded.

They were also completely broken, it can be said that there were no bones left, and they were accompanied by a nasty stench.The only difference is that the time for ordinary people to resist is extremely short, and it has only been a few days since the monsters entered Jinling.As for the exact time of attack, Meng Qiqi was not sure.

Currently known people who exploded to death include Mrs. Zhang and Hou Muyun.Only Hou Muyun found himself at the last moment and died a heroic death, while Mrs. Zhang...

Wait, that's Zhang's family raising monsters for the purpose of taking blood to treat Mrs. Zhang's illness.So can the blood of monsters really alleviate this cruel explosion?

But even if the monster blood is really useful, should the common people drink it?What would ordinary people look like if they drank that blood?

No, this precedent must not be set arbitrarily.

Meng Qiqi only imagined a little bit, but felt that something was wrong. The picture in his imagination was too terrifying.

After about a stick of incense, the monks in the Wuhou Mansion sent news that they had an appointment with Meng Qiqi to meet at the Lion Tower.

The person who came to meet him was Yao Guan, who brought Meng Qiqi a rough estimate of the number of people who died in the city, as well as the latest news from central Sichuan—the last time Meng Qiqi opened the coffin of the patriarch in Gushan Later, he smelled a stench that seemed to be absent on the bones, and he had doubts about the cause of his death.

So he asked someone to go to Shuzhong to dig up Hou Muyun's grave for comparison.

"Indeed, as you expected, Hou Muyun's body has decomposed rapidly, and his bones have the special smell you mentioned." Yao Guan said.

Meng Qiqi's heart sank slightly.In this way, the cause of death of the Jiange Patriarch is the same as that of Hou Muyun and Zhang Laotai.Then the black hand behind the scenes is obvious, it is White Mask.

They either smashed the demon pills to make people fall for it like poison, or they used other methods.Everyone's symptoms should be different, but the final outcome is the same, because I have never heard of Hou Muyun's animalization.

Perhaps they were pushed into a hurry by Hou Muyun, so they dealt cruelly.

And those who knew back then, such as the patriarch, might have been eliminated one by one by them in this way.There are even those who want to find out the truth later, such as Zhou Ziheng.

The disappearance of Zhou Ziheng must have been fueled by the white mask.

Thinking about it for a while, Meng Qiqi felt a chill down his spine.What kind of vicious and vicious revenge plan is this, which has lasted for thousands of years, with tricks emerging one after another.Not only did he eradicate those who might threaten him one by one, but he also planted spies everywhere. If all of this was planned by Ji Yuetang, then this person's character and city are truly terrifying.

Jin Man once talked about "raising Gu", but now it seems that they are the ones who are being raised.And now, it's time for a good harvest.

"Go back and tell Jin Man, let him be careful." Meng Qiqi urged worriedly.They still don't know how the white mask makes people explode, and Hou Muyun couldn't tell the exact reason at the beginning, so it can be said that they are hard to guard against.

Yao Guan said: "Second brother is also thinking of a way."

Meng Qiqi: "By the way, I forgot to ask you, why is there no sign of Yin Wuhua?"

Yao Guan said solemnly, "He went to the border with a few casual cultivators."

It turned out to be the case.

A strong man goes to death and life, but it is also magnificent.

Afterwards, Meng Qiqi and Yao Guan separated again.

It was already dark at that time, and Meng Qiqi kept flying over the roof, witnessing the biggest migration in Jinling City.

In all directions, flames lit up everywhere, like long dragons, gathering in the same direction.Meng Qiqi counted, exactly five.

Five dragons shine on Jinling, silent and magnificent.

The cultivators gave up other areas and specially escorted the people's team, and kept marching towards the shore of Mochou Lake.

In the cold night, hunger and sleepiness were tormenting people's nerves, but no one stopped, and no one complained of being tired.

In the marching team, there were still some people who suddenly fell ill and died with a "bang" explosion.

However, the surrounding people seemed to have gained some resistance, and they no longer screamed as much as they did the first time.The monks shuttled through the sea of ​​crowds, constantly soothing everyone's emotions, while the young and middle-aged also took up their own responsibilities, holding torches and trembling to move forward unswervingly.

"what!"

"Keep going! Don't stop!"

"It's okay, everything will be fine..."

Crying and encouraging sounds staggered.In the dark night, there are still monsters watching, but the white mask seems to have evaporated from the world, and has completely lost its trace.

"Left, form the formation!" Dai Xiaoshan led the most team and carried the heaviest burden, but his reaction was always extremely sensitive.

As soon as the words fell, several Jiange disciples who followed immediately stepped out, Yuanli circulated on the sword, swiped a few times, and the tip of the sword joined together, covering a defensive sword array, blocking the crowd behind them.

Dai Xiaoshan and Tu Youqiong rushed out at this time, one on the left and one on the right tacitly killed all the monsters.

As the sword light rose and fell, the sky-blue clothes swayed in the wind, like clouds in the sky.

The people looked at their backs with tears in their eyes.In the cold wind, they also seemed to have infinite courage. Someone held a big shovel, rushed out fearfully and timidly, and hit the monster.

"Dang." The monster's thick skin blocked this attack, but once the first step was taken, the second part was much easier.

"Attack their eyes!" Tu Youqiong shouted excitedly.

So the counterattack continued, and the same situation was repeated over and over again on five different paths.

Meng Qiqi had never seen Jinling like this, with so few candles, yet so bright.He silently escorted the five fire dragons, and really hoped that tomorrow would be a sunny day.

On the bank of Mochou Lake, Princess Yihe, dressed in military attire, is also looking forward to this.

At the same time, Yinshan.

It was late at night, and a bonfire was raised in the camp to dispel the cold.Xiao Yu'er, wearing armor and holding his sword, sat on the ground with his comrades in arms, eating wine and meat.

In just a few days, his cute little face of Yuxue seemed to have been ravaged by wind and frost repeatedly, becoming dirty, and there was even a shallow bloodstain on his cheek.

"Come on, Xiao Yu'er, eat more! Eat more meat to grow taller, and you can grow as tall as our young master in the future!" The boss of the team is an upright and reliable man from the Chen family, and he treats Xiao Yu'er like his own. dear brother.

Xiao Yuer nodded heavily, grabbed another large piece of meat and chewed it carefully.He thought that one day he would grow tall and big, so that he could protect his master, senior brothers and sisters.

While eating, someone asked: "When will the young master come back?"

"I don't know, maybe tomorrow."

Chen Boyan returned to the Chen family again, not knowing what he was planning.But the men in the army never think about these things, they just need to follow in the footsteps of the young master.

While eating, Xiao Yu'er subconsciously looked at the sentry tower in the distance. The elder brother often stood there looking at Yinshan Mountain, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He felt that the big brother must be thinking about something big.

But at this moment in the Chen family, there are only two people, Chen Boyan and Mrs. Chen, in the huge study room.

Mrs. Chen looked at her handsome and tall son, thinking about the few gatherings and separations these years, she had thousands of words to say in her heart, but when the words came to her lips, she looked at Chen Boyan's bottomless eyes, which became deeper and deeper, They all swallowed the words again.

In the end, she said: "From the standpoint of the Chen family, I should advise you to guard Yinshan wholeheartedly and protect the common people. But from the standpoint of a mother and that child, Qiqi, I have only one sentence - you live more than anything."

Chen Boyan knelt in front of Mrs. Chen and said, "Mother, my son knows."

Mrs. Chen said: "Then do you have any specific plans?"

"I have followed Axiu's method and found the barrier of Yinshan's Secret Book. The barrier is still intact, but we can't always wait for them to do it."

"Then you mean..."

"Nine-Revolution Spiritual Formation, since it is a large formation, it may extend to the entire Great Xia, but—where is the heart of its formation?" Chen Boyan asked.

Hearing this, Mrs. Chen frowned slightly, "Da Xia doesn't seem to have anything special about it."

Chen Boyan stood up slowly, and said, "But where did Zhou Ziheng go? They so-called go to the depths of the secret realm, and where does this depth point? Before, both I and Axiu thought that the depths were the only place to go." It is where the barrier is. But it turns out that there is nothing special except for the barrier.”

"The depths of the secret realm..." Mrs. Chen thought carefully for a long time, and said, "Your father seems to have mentioned something about the depths, but he has never left Yinshan Mountain, so he should have never been there."

Hearing this, Chen Boyan frowned slightly.My father is dead, and now I want to ask, but there is no place to ask.

"Are you leaving Yinshan?" Mrs. Chen asked again.

"Maybe, maybe not." Chen Boyan looked at Mrs. Chen, his cold eyes finally revealed a little softness, "Mom, no matter where I go, this will always be my home."

Upon hearing this answer, Mrs. Chen felt a tinge of warmth in her heart, but also felt a little sour.She looked at her son quietly without speaking.

Chen Boyan bid farewell, and when he turned to leave, he heard her softly ask again from behind, "Your brother... can you come back?"

Chen Boyan stopped in his tracks, but didn't turn his head. He just kept silent, looked in the direction of Yinshan, and shook his head slowly.

"Forget it, you go."

Mrs. Chen said, her voice fell lightly in the autumn wind, like a fallen leaf falling in a barren dust.