There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Since Jun Mo asked, Xu Qing couldn't hesitate anymore, so he said with a bit of guilt: "The team sent to Xuzhou already has news..."

That team was the elite that Xu Qing sent to assassinate Meng Qi on his own initiative, but to Jun Mowen, it was just a trivial matter, so he tacitly allowed his subordinates to handle it by themselves.

However, what was originally a foolproof matter caused some doubts because those elites did not return for a long time.

Although Jun Mowen didn't personally ask about these trivial matters, but handed them over to Xu Qing, whom he trusted, he would at least spare some time every day to listen to Xu Qing's brief report on information from various places, and The trends of the various sects, as well as various affairs within the sect, so that they can know what they are doing.

Therefore, the people from Xuzhou did not return on time. As soon as this happened, Jun Mowen got the news from Xu Qing.

He didn't pay much attention to this, because he knew that even if he didn't order, Xu Qing would send someone to find out the situation.

It seems that the people who were sent to Xuzhou later finally found out the news about the elite team.

Moreover, judging from Xu Qing's reaction, it was probably bad news.

Jun Mowen was already mentally prepared, finally turned around, looked at Xu Qing calmly, and waited for him to give him a more detailed report.

Xu Qing couldn't bear his gaze, and couldn't help lowering his head, saying, "They all died outside Xuzhou City, and their bodies were already buried in heavy snow, so it took some time to find them."

"It's impossible to do it with Meng Qi alone."

It's not that Jun Mowen underestimated Meng Qi, but he knew Xu Qing's character very well and knew that the other party would never do anything he was not sure of, so the ones he sent must be elites who could definitely complete this mission.

Now that the mission failed, it was probably due to an accident in the middle. I am afraid that there were other masters helping Meng Qi, which made his side return in defeat.

Xu Qing lowered his head: "Yes. Although the traces at that time were covered by heavy snow, after careful investigation, we can still roughly deduce what happened. They should have intercepted Meng Qi first, and after a lot of fighting , has caused the other party to be seriously injured, but there are other people intervening in the middle, so..."

"What weapons and moves are used by the opponent, and who can be deduced?" Jun Mo asked calmly.

When he came to the Central Plains this time, all he brought with him were the elites of the Yueheng Sect, but now he lost a few of them inexplicably here.

The other party can annihilate several masters in the sect in one fell swoop, and the number of them should not be too small. Most of them are still near Xuzhou City. If you can deduce the identity of the other party from their weapons and martial arts, Jun Mowen doesn't mind delaying his journey. For Jiangnan's itinerary, I will personally go there to solve the other party.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, this is the best explanation for the dead congregation.

However, Xu Qing's expression became even weirder, and finally he raised his head boldly, looked at him, gritted his teeth, and said: "From the scars on the body, the other party should be a master of swordsmanship, and there is only one person." ...only one trick was used."

When he heard that there was only one person in the other party, Jun Mowen, who had always been calm and composed, frowned imperceptibly, but what really moved him was Xu Qing's last sentence.

Can kill several elites in the sect with just one move?

Looking at the world, Jun Mowen really doesn't know anyone else who can do such a thing except that he thinks he has such a certainty.

It's no wonder that even Xu Qing, who is cautious and calm, behaves uncharacteristically and appears a little distressed and confused.

There was a moment of silence in the cabin, Xu Qing was waiting for the order from his leader, so that he would know how to solve this difficult matter, and Jun Mowen was weighing the list of Central Plains masters he knew in his heart, but whether it was No master of any school seems to have such unfathomable martial arts.

Suddenly, a handsome white figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, Jun Mowen couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Maybe the young man I met at Sanfen Restaurant has such strength?

But that person is out of touch, how could he rashly intervene in such grievances?

Jun Mowen took back his thoughts of wandering in the sky, turned his face to look at the flying snow outside the boat, and said lightly: "Can you track that person?"

Although he asked such a casual question, he actually didn't have much hope for Xu Qing's answer in his heart.

Since the opponent's martial arts were so advanced that he could kill several masters in the sect with one move, naturally there would not be many clues left for the people sent by Xu Qing to track him down.

What's more, the heavy snow for several days has become the best cover for that person.

Sure enough, Xu Qing lowered his head again, and said softly: "Please forgive me, Master. That person's lightness kung fu is extremely high, coupled with the heavy snow, there are not many traces left to trace, and the clues have not yet reached Xuzhou City, it has been completely interrupted."

Jun Mowen nodded slightly, and said: "Send someone to send their bodies back to Beitian Mountain for burial, and the family members will have to double the compensation. As for the unknown master..."

After pausing for a moment, he said softly again: "If you meet such a powerful person again, you don't need to confront him head-on, just report to me directly."

Being able to meet such masters can be regarded as an unexpected gain from my trip to the Central Plains.

Xu Qing bowed to him, expressing his understanding.

All of a sudden, the clear and piercing sound of the flute came from the surface of the river, instantly attracting all of Jun Mowen's attention.

Like the fluttering river snow, coming from the clouds in the sky, with an extraordinary indifference, but also a peerless and independent coldness and aloofness.

Although it was a tune he had never heard before, Jun Mowen inexplicably recalled the flute played by that slender young man in white on the hill outside Qingzhou City on that wonderful moonlit night a few months ago.

However, there are slight differences.

The sound of the flute suddenly turned high-pitched, with a faint sense of anger in the agitation, and after a few turns, it gradually became flatter, with a little sadness and reminiscence.

The flute player's mood, as shown by this beautiful flute sound, is in a state of turmoil, and it is simply difficult to maintain peace and tranquility.

Naturally, it shouldn't be the boy in white.

But Jun Mowen still moved slightly, and under Xu Qing's surprised sight, he came to the deck in a few steps.

When Ji Mu looked through the wind and snow, he saw a light boat passing by the ship not far away.

A white figure on the boat stood proudly, tall and handsome from a distance, like a fairy.

However, the speed of the boat was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were already far apart.

With Jun Mowen's eyesight, it was too late to see the appearance of the man in white who was playing the flute, but a very familiar feeling suddenly passed through his heart.

He couldn't help feeling a little lost, staring at the direction the boat was going away, speechless for a long time.

The boat is in the middle of the river, the wind is strong on the river, and the snow is flying.