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Before he could look up, the green shirt suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

From the reactions of the martial arts knights by the Huanhua River, we know that the fifth son Liu of the power gang rarely shows up in the arena, and he rarely takes action in person.But in Meng Xinghun's view, he didn't seem like a person who was afraid of taking risks, but it was unnecessary, and everything in the world seemed to be under his control.

When he decides to do something, the result seems to be doomed, and how many people sacrificed for it seems insignificant.

For such a person, is there anyone or anything in the world that can make him desperate and even give his life?

Meng Xinghun remembered the five-style saber technique just now.

That young man in Tsing Yi is obviously a heartless and ruthless person, but his saber technique is full of emotion.

Just like when the willows are green in March in the south of the Yangtze River, the eyes are full of heartache.

However, such a knife technique is an impeccable move.

Like a butterfly, the most fragile beauty is irresistible.

It was only when Meng Xinghun met Sun Die that he realized that maybe he had been waiting, but he didn't know that he still had expectations, that he was waiting for someone to tell him,

Have you ever really lived?

Even if it's just for one day.

Like his name, the soul of a star may be the flash of brilliance that a meteor across the sky had before it burned out.

The night gradually deepened, and the mountains and forests were surprisingly peaceful.

Gradually, Meng Xinghun's heart also became peaceful, which seemed to be a rare state of mind for him.Except for occasionally poking the bonfire and gathering scattered firewood, he just sat quietly, as if he was in a trance, but he didn't think about anything.

When it was dawn, the young man in Tsing Yi who stood up in the morning light could no longer see any signs of being seriously injured.

He wanted to return to the power gang, and Meng Xinghun could also accompany him if he wanted to.

Meng Xinghun was silent for a long time, but still asked why. In his opinion, this person would never allow threats to be left by his side.

You have no plans for the power gang, he replied.

When he turned around and walked ahead, Meng Xinghun still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.That sentence means, as long as you don't have any plans for the power gang, it doesn't matter if you come to kill him casually?For the first time in his life, the number one killer of Happy Forest suspected that there was something wrong with his comprehension ability.

Therefore, while following that person in a daze, Meng Xinghun didn't feel relaxed at all when he could get close to the task target at any time. This unpredictable opponent put too much pressure on him, even the legendary one The leader of the power gang, who is invincible in martial arts, may not be more terrifying than him.

When this thought crossed his mind, Meng Xinghun didn't realize that he hadn't met Li Chenzhou yet.

Li Chenzhou is at the Golden Summit of Emei.

Whether it is a prosperous town or a wilderness village, as long as there are wine shops, it seems that there are always people passing by.You don't need to deliberately inquire, just put on a pair of ears, it is enough to hear a lot of Jianghu affairs in just a few days.

The most sensational rumor in the arena right now is that Li Chenzhou, the head of the power gang, appeared in the arena.The Power Gang has forged many enemies in the arena over the years, but if they think of facing the legendary leader Li who is invincible in the world on weekdays, many people will have to think twice in their hearts, and it is hard to say that they will not back down.

However, it is rumored that at the same time as Li Chenzhou, there is also the martial arts mental method "Book of Forgetfulness" handed down by the Jiang brothers who dominated the martial arts in the past.People die for money, birds die for food, and in the Jianghu, the most exciting thing is undoubtedly the martial arts that can rule the world.

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[-]. Li Shenzhou

Meng Xinghun drank the wine slowly, unlike the chattering Jianghu people around him, he had an expression of listening to things that had nothing to do with him, without any hint of excitement or curiosity.

Although this is not the rivers and lakes he is familiar with, the mountains and rivers have never changed.He had been to Shu in the past, and according to the terrain and distance, he could deduce that their destination was the Emei Golden Summit.

The main altar of the Power Gang would not be in such a clean place, and he would meet the leader of the Power Gang soon, but even that thunderous name didn't seem to have the slightest weight in his heart.

The power gang, as the name suggests, formed a faction for the sake of power. In the endless struggle for power and profit, this name is simple and powerful without hypocrisy and politeness. Of course, the leader of the gang who named it is the leader of the gang. The so-called Li Chenzhou.

Such a person, I am afraid that everyone will inevitably be curious, even those who do not want to seek revenge or have the courage to covet the Wangqing Tianshu, they do not want to miss the opportunity to take a look, of course, under the premise of being sure to save their lives.

Meng Xinghun is a person who has no extra curiosity. No matter what kind of big man in the world, he is no different from others in his eyes.He didn't care about anything other than who he was going to kill and what went with it.

When he left the cabin at the foot of the mountain and walked into the world of mortals, he never thought of interacting with others.Because only when he kills, he will leave the life of solitude.

What he wants to do is something that he hates and hates, and even he hates and hates himself who ends the lives of strangers with his own hands. Therefore, he has never thought of having a deep friendship with people and being fettered with the world.

In his previous life, even if he was sitting idle in a wine shop, it was impossible for him to be completely relaxed.He has never chosen the busiest restaurants, and he will not appear in conspicuous places. He is alone and taciturn, but in the crowd, he appears very ordinary and inconspicuous.

But no one here recognizes him, and no one has heard of the legendary killer with a sword like a shooting star.The only person who may know his identity, revealed it at the beginning of the meeting.Although he didn't want to admit it, deep down he had to admit it, which made him feel inexplicably relaxed.

Compared with death, there are too many more difficult things in this world, such as anxiety and panic that can drive people crazy or wear them down.

Maybe he was never a qualified killer, Meng Xinghun thought, staring at his hands indifferently.His hands may be more stable and powerful than others, but he has never adapted psychologically, nor has he ever thought of fully accepting and adapting.

Meng Xinghun put down the wine glass in his hand, he couldn't help but think of those years when he was only able to numb himself with drunkenness, and he still faintly remembered the headache of waking up from a hangover.

Even at this moment, he can drink freely and recklessly, as if for the first time in his life, he no longer needs to deliberately hide himself in the crowd.

The only thing that made him unaccustomed was the attention of everyone in the crowd that he couldn't ignore. Even though it was directed at his companions, it also made him a little uncomfortable to be affected.

He looked at the people traveling with him, the young man who was resting on his hands and smiling faintly, looked like a fairy. Who would have guessed that this was the fifth young master Liu who was famous all over the world.

Their journey was very peaceful, and there were no sudden troubles, but in the places they passed, some people were inevitably in a daze, and their eyes were fixed on the Tsing Yi.

Meng Xinghun still remembered that the young lady from Huanhua Xiao's family lost her mind for a moment when she fell into the hands of that person.Perhaps no woman in the world can face such a handsome and unrestrained demeanor without being moved.

But if she knew his identity, which woman in the world would dare to love him?

Meng Xinghun never disturbed others, worrying that the identity of that person would lead to vendetta.After all, there are very few people in the world who have met Mr. Liu Wu in person, and even if they are unfortunate enough to bump into someone who recognizes him

——Unfortunately, it should also be the person who couldn't even find the burial ground.

Before they reached the Golden Summit of Emei, they heard the sound of bells ringing in front of the cliff on the mountain, which lasted for a long time.Looking up, hundreds of people have gathered on the Golden Roof platform.

The bell's chiming faded away, and in the silence of the people, a voice with deep and weak inner strength suddenly sounded, shouting, "Is Liu Wu who killed our head of Wudang Taichan also here? Tell him to come out together." He is very old, but his tone is like a urchin who doesn't know the world.

Immediately afterwards, another voice said calmly: "The person in the world who can call out to my fifth younger brother has probably not yet been born from the mother's womb."

A trace of subtle emotions flashed across Liu Wugongzi's eyes very quickly, and then he returned to his usual gentleness and indifference.At this time, a gentle young man in green shirt came up to them. He was surprised at first when he saw the two of them, but then he showed joy, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute them respectfully.

He is one of the eight kings of the power gang who "welcome guests" here, the "King of Swords" Zhao Qiuxi.

Seeing that the person led by Zhao Qiuxi was not in the direction of Jinding, Meng Xinghun knew that it was related to the affairs of their gang, he was not blind, although he saw that the person left without leaving a message , but even if he was not invited to go with him, he still couldn't follow up, so he just stood there and waited.

Seeing him walking with Fifth Young Master Liu, no one in the power gang would embarrass Meng Xinghun, and no one would restrict his actions.After standing for a while, he saw that he was the only one left on the mountain road, which seemed awkward, so he simply climbed all the way to the golden summit.

Among hundreds of people, one can see those affectionate, helpless, and ambitious eyes at a glance.

This is Li Chenzhou.

Meng Xinghun recalled the voice he had just heard on the mountain road, and the expression of emotion that the young man in Tsing Yi had quickly concealed after hearing his faint words of protection appeared in front of his eyes.

If it were someone else, no one would be able to detect the change in that person's expression in an instant, but Meng Xinghun's killer instinct was better than ordinary people at capturing the most subtle emotional fluctuations of others.

Along the way, he also heard about the power