Meng 49 sword

Dai Xiaoshan turned around and reported his discovery to Chen Boyan. When Chen Boyan knew about it, Meng Qiqi also knew about it.He thought for a moment, then beckoned Xiao Yu'er to follow him.

"I have to go and have a look, you are too conspicuous here. Let's go to rest in a corner, and act in the middle of the night." Before leaving, Meng Qiqi warned: "If there is any abnormality after we leave, you cover it for me Wang Ziling, I will be blamed for killing someone."

"Yes, uncle." Chen Boyan was not at all moved by the bloody smell in Meng Qiqi's words.

Meng Qiqi was very satisfied with Chen Boyan's enlightenment, and immediately took Xiao Yu'er to sit in the corner where casual practitioners gathered, meditating and resting in a low-key manner.

Dai Xiaoshan finally seized the opportunity to ask, "Brother, who is that one? It can't be Xiao..."

"It's Huyou." Chen Boyan said.

"Huyou?" Dai Xiaoshan's mind was filled with the clouds and mists of the lonely mountain, and it took him a long time to realize that Huyou climbed out of the same lake.

Fate, fate ah.

That room, Meng Qiqi, had already sat in the corner, but she could still feel the constant glances.Those eyes were full of scrutiny and curiosity, stayed for a while, and then moved away quickly.

Wang Ziqian was sitting by a bonfire, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at Wang Ziling who was majestically occupying the best position, his eyes were dark and inexplicable.

"My lord, that casual cultivator doesn't seem to have anything special, nothing special. I think it's more like he's clinging to Chen Boyan. Chen Boyan just let him sit next to him because of his status and it's not easy to drive people away."

Hearing the reports from the people beside him, Wang Ziqian finally moved, and gave Meng Qiqi a ray of charity.This person looks really ordinary, not even comparable to his little apprentice.

Wang Ziqian thought about it, and took out a small jade bottle from his arms, "Go and give this bottle of medicine to that young man, and say it is my thank you gift."

The man froze for a moment, not understanding Wang Ziqian's intention.But he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he took the jade bottle and left.Xiao Yu'er suddenly received the second gift tonight, she was pleasantly surprised and raised her head to ask his master, the master nodded indifferently and didn't ask him not to accept it.

Wang Ziqian carefully observed Meng Qiqi's reaction, but he didn't see any clues.Thinking about this person's behavior during the day, it seems that he really doesn't have any special affection for the Wang family.There are many eccentric people in casual cultivators, with love and hatred written all over their faces, and people like Meng Qiqi are not special.

Wang Ziqian also had no intention of continuing to inquire, and ordered his subordinates to continue to pay attention, and he began to close his eyes and meditate.The effect of cultivating in the rain during the day is indeed good. Although it is a bit painful, if it can really broaden his meridians and improve his aptitude, no matter how painful it is, it will be worth it.

In the middle of the night, Meng Qiqi woke up at the right time.The bonfire in front of him was almost extinguished. In the dark, he glanced at the monks who had basically fallen asleep or were still meditating, woke up Xiao Yu'er in a low voice, gave him a few words of advice, and then left the hall with a natural expression.

The son of the Wang family who was in charge of keeping an eye on him glanced at him in a daze, seeing that Xiao Yu'er was still there, he didn't take it seriously.After all, he was too tired after a day of fighting.

What kind of splash can a casual cultivator cause?

Meng Qiqi flew all the way along the route Dai Xiaoshan said, and after about a stick of incense, he finally found the hidden cave that Dai Xiaoshan said.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of others, the people of Beidoumen evacuated completely, and no one was even left to guard.Meng Qiqi kept an eye out for the trap and went in boldly, but as soon as he took a step into the cave, his expression changed suddenly.

Almost instantly, he jumped up lightly and clasped the rock gap at the top of the cave, stuck to it like a giant gecko, holding his breath as he watched a wave of monsters jump out of the bushes outside and rush into the cave.

When the cave entrance returned to calm, Meng Qiqi jumped down solemnly, staring at the deep cave and lost in thought.What is in the hole?Could it be another monster lair?

No, it's not like, the smell is wrong.

Meng Qiqi didn't know how to describe the smell coming from the depths of the cave. It was a smell full of corruption, but it wasn't so strong that it made people sick.Just like a corpse that has been air-dried for hundreds of years is surrounded by gloomy cold air, most of the rotten smell has been suppressed, and the rest is more bone-chilling chill.

Of course, there is also a taste of monsters.But there will be monster feces in the general lair, but this place obviously doesn't have such a strong stench.

No matter what, Meng Qiqi had to go in and take a look.

He waited patiently for a while to make sure that there would be monsters entering the cave from time to time, and this was not an accidental phenomenon, so he sprinkled the medicine powder on his body that interfered with the monster's sense of smell, and carefully restrained his breath and went in to investigate.

The cave was not too deep. Meng Qiqi paid close attention all the way, and found that the cave seemed to be newly dug, and the chisel marks were still fresh.Most of this was done by the Wang family. Besides them, who else would have the opportunity to do such a thing in the secret realm?

So the Wang family really knows what Beidoumen is doing here?Wang Ziqian, that white-faced boy, was young, how much thought did he pretend to have in his heart.

Being vigilant all the way, Meng Qiqi finally reached the depths of the cave.There is no light here, it is very dark, the only bright things are the eyes of monster beasts, each pair exudes a cold light in the darkness, densely packed, Meng Qiqi's scalp is numb.

He looked at the hundreds of monster beasts roaring in a low voice, and couldn't move for a moment.If he read correctly, these monsters were digging the soil.

They are distributed in every corner of the cave, pawing the cave wall with their sharp claws, constantly widening the cave.

Meng Qiqi was puzzled, could it be that the monster dug out the hole itself, and it has nothing to do with the Wang family?

At this time, the sound of monsters came from the entrance of the cave again, Meng Qiqi stuck to the roof of the cave again silently, moving cautiously in a small area.

The monsters were digging the soil intently, their low growls mixed with anger, eagerness and some unknown emotions.The new monsters quickly joined the ranks, and they seemed eager to dig deeper, as if... as if there was something hidden deep in the mountain.

Meng Qiqi frowned slightly, and looked at it for a while, when suddenly there was an excited roar from the northwest corner.He turned his head suddenly, and saw a monster dig something out of a pile of soil and rock debris, and held it in its mouth and pulled it out vigorously.

The surrounding monsters passed by one after another, as if they wanted to snatch the thing away.But Meng Qiqi took a closer look and found that the monster was biting a hand, which was holding a broken sword, even if the monster pulled it violently, the broken sword did not let go.

But how could there be a corpse buried in the mountain?Who is this?

Meng Qiqi was surprised in her heart, and lost her sense of proportion a little.Dust and fine dirt debris fell from his side and hit the monster below.

"Roar!" The monster raised its head, and its cold eyes in the dark night swept across the ceiling of the cave where Meng Qiqi was just touching, but found nothing.Suspiciously, it glanced to the side anxiously and full of murderous intent. Meng Qiqi quickly shifted away, narrowly avoiding its sight, but getting farther away from the corpse.

But he didn't dare to act rashly at this time, there were too many monsters underneath, but there was only one exit.He adjusted his breathing slowly, moved his fingers slightly, took out a few lancets no more than half a finger wide from the Sumeru Ring, and bit them in his mouth, carefully, step by step, walked around the place where he had just been, and moved towards the body. The corpse moves.

After about a stick of incense, Meng Qiqi finally got close to that place.At this time, the monster finally dug out the whole hand. Unlike what Meng Qiqi thought, there was only one severed hand here, and there was no so-called corpse.

The monster also seemed to be quite annoyed, biting the severed hand to vent its anger, then threw it away forcefully, and continued to dig.The rest of the monsters gathered around and sniffed at the severed hand, but they were also not interested.

It seems that what they want is still deeper.

Meng Qiqi wanted to pick up the severed hand and examine it carefully, but now that the time had not come, he continued to lurk and wait and see what happened.

About half an hour later, the cold breath penetrated into Meng Qiqi's body from all directions, numb his nerves, but Meng Qiqi's eyes were still bright and firm.

Suddenly, the monsters in the northeast made new discoveries.They all rushed to one place, scratched in the mud and rocks, opened their bloody mouths, bit something and pulled it out forcefully.

It was a monster, to be precise, it was a dead monster.

No, not just one, there are more in it!

Meng Qiqi watched the monsters crazily digging out the corpses, and there was a glint of excitement and shock in her eyes.He felt he had glimpsed some secret tentacles that might help him.

Or, it will bring him danger.

But Meng Qiqi is not afraid of danger, danger makes people tremble but also makes people excited.

At this moment, the monsters were completely caught in the frenzy of digging up corpses. The timing was just right, and Meng Qiqi slowly started to move towards the severed hand.

Letting go, falling down, Meng Qiqi's feet touched the ground lightly, without attracting the slightest attention.

Very good, Meng Qiqi looked at the severed hand so close, and smiled.But the moment he stepped forward and picked up the severed hand, a long, distant, ancient bell sounded from outside the cave.

The disturbed monsters turned their heads one after another, and Meng Qiqi had nowhere to hide.

This is really, really exciting.In the blink of an eye, Meng Qiqi picked up the severed hand and stuffed it into the Sumeru ring, raised his head and at the same time shot out the lancet from his mouth, piercing the eyes of the nearest monsters accurately with a few pops.

"Roar!" The monster roared in pain with blood and tears streaming down its eyes.They lost their eyes and chased Meng Qiqi angrily, but they lost their direction and caused the whole herd to be in chaos.

While flying towards the entrance of the cave, Meng Qiqi drew out his Xiujian and raised his hand to perform a move called Lianhua. My junior uncle once disliked him for using Lianhua as a low-level move like a low-level move of a small sect.

Isn't the gorgeous and powerful sword move pushed to the end, used to poke and blind everyone's eyes?

But Meng Qiqi didn't think so, he liked to poke everyone's eyes blind from the beginning.

At the same time, the sudden sound of the bell will wake up the demon beasts that have temporarily died down with the night, but within a short time, the roars in the four fields are continuous and breathtaking.

The monks were so surprised that they took a look with their swords, and saw that after the rainstorm had just subsided, a round of bright moon was in the sky, illuminating the densely packed lakes and monsters, almost submerging the small hill where they were.

"Here we come!" Someone shouted, and the long sword clanged out of its sheath.

The moonlight is like a practice, passing the cold light on the blade.With a flick of a finger, cold lights appeared everywhere, and the monks nervously held the weapons in their hands, and the atmosphere was dignified.

There are too many monsters, where did the bell come from? !

"Prince Wang, what is going on here!" Countless eyes turned to Wang Ziling, this secret realm belonged to his Wang family.But Wang Ziling was also dripping with cold sweat at this time, he has been wandering outside the core of the Wang family all year round, how would he know the reason?

"Brother Chen!" Wang Ziling barely controlled his trembling legs and approached Chen Boyan.

Although Chen Boyan looked solemn, he was still calm and calm, and the rest of the Jiange disciples also followed behind him calmly, without any confusion, and the demeanor of the famous sect could be seen at a glance.

Xu Mengyin retracted his sword and landed on the ground, and strode towards Chen Boyan, "Senior Brother Chen."

Chen Boyan said: "Now is not the best time to use Wanjian to return to the sect, but it is not too late. We need to disperse and push the monsters back to the valley."

"Amitabha." Master Yi Nian clasped his hands together, "Brother Chen, whatever you do, we will definitely do our best."

The situation was urgent, and the monsters might charge up again in a short while, so they had no time to argue at this time.Even Jiang Xie stood silently in the crowd, acquiescing to Chen Boyan's words.

Chen Boyan turned to face the crowd, cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, once the monsters are pushed back to the valley, I will immediately use my thousand swords to return to the sect. At that time, you will not have your natal sword at your side, so take care of it and be careful."

At this time, Chen Boyan's words are sincere and elegant, just like a bright moon and a clear breeze.

All the monks bowed their hands in return to show their solemnity.In the next moment, Chen Boyan and the disciples of the Gushan Jiange came out with their swords, and the rest of the monks followed closely behind, meeting the roaring monsters from different directions.

Under the moonlit night, the battle is imminent.

Wang Ziling followed Chen Boyan closely. Although his cultivation was not good, his imperial pestle skills were acceptable.Mu Guinian was instructed by his elder brother to protect him personally, and led him to the back of the line, but even so, the splashed blood and the remains of monsters still made Wang Ziling almost weak in his legs.

"Fight!" But Mu Guinian was still yelling in his ear, the roar of the monster cut his nerves, he had no choice but to get angry again, and he could hit one by one with the Huntian pestle.

"Ahhhhh!" Wang Ziling stabbed the Huntian Pestle into the belly of a monster, panting heavily, and at the same time caught a glimpse of the situation elsewhere, fearing that the birth would be replaced by a glimmer of happiness.

Fortunately, he followed Chen Boyan, and Chen Boyan stood in front of him, so there were very few monsters assigned to him.Other places are not so lucky. Even if a single monk still has an overwhelming advantage over a single monster, the difference in numbers is too great.

With the comparison, Wang Ziling became more confident.

With Chen Boyan in front of him and Mu Guinian next to him, what else is there to be afraid of?

"Come on!" Wang Ziling swallowed a recovery pill that restored vitality, mobilized the meager vitality in his body to attach to the Huntian Pestle, and shouted loudly to embolden himself.

The heroes are all there, King Chen is in the formation.The most outstanding genius of the Chen family for more than a hundred years is in front of him. Does he fight the enemy side by side with him, does it mean that he will also become a great hero one day.

Even though it might be a bit of a dream, Wang Ziling wanted to believe in himself very much at this moment.