The Sage Who Transcended Samsara Chapter 231: Thank you with my sword
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Change the rabbits, except for the Blue Blood Dragon King and the Red Eyebrow Sword King, everyone else is still in a state of daze.
This is true even for Mrs. Huangfu and Huangfu Fei. It turns out that this is the "wonderful plan" of Qingyuan Taoist ......
However, he was able to forcibly hold Wen Hengshui between the two protectors. His strength is simply shocking!
As for a good idea, it ’s a good idea!
The face of the blue blood dragon is already full of anger, and as Half-Step Exterior Scenery, he is being defeated by the Dawning Enlightenment juniors. Not even the young master has been able to protect him. For someone with a stronger self-esteem, I am afraid that I might want to bump into my head. Died in front of Mr. Xiyue.
This kind of thing spreads, and I must have lost my reputation!
Although it may not have been a good reputation before, the difference between bad and bad is at least scary and scary, but now, I am afraid that it will become a joke!
He didn't answer immediately. He looked down at Huangfu Fei and Huangfu's wife subconsciously. He seemed to be wondering if they were not prepared and took them down. As a result, he was also hostage in his hands, and things were much easier.
But how could Meng Qi neglect this, hey, and the tone was leisurely: "Can the Dragon King and the Sword King think the poor do not dare to kill?"
"Anyway, Mrs. Huangfu and Miss Huangfu have no relationship with the poor, but just repay the graciousness of the owner of the Huangfu. If there is any discord, the poor will definitely take care of themselves first, and then kill Benefactor to revenge for them, and then slow down Calculate this account slowly. "
As he said, he beckoned Huangfu Fei and Mrs. Huangfu to lean on his side. With this at the same time, his sword tip protruded into the neck of Wen Hengshui, and there was a little blood in the wound. The casual tone was full of Wen Hengshui and The cruelty of Huangfu Fei and other people's lives.
This makes the eyes of the Blue Blood Dragon King and the Red Eyebrow Sword Crush, but under the taboo, they are not afraid to rush into action, and can only watch the Huangfu Fei and Mrs. Huangfu passing by, hiding behind arrived Meng Qi.
They are all old Jiang Hu, understand that Meng Qi may just be a big talk, and may not ignore the murder of Huangfu Fei, but this kind of thing, they do n’t dare to gamble, after all, the hostage is the young master, and there is a slight failure, and he and others are responsible. Sorry, there is no way to take risks.
"Chief Qingyuan Dao, you have to think about the consequences of forming an endless vendetta with our" Hometown of Moon "." The blue blood dragon king threatened his teeth.
With this at the same time, he gestured secretly, indicating that he would delay the time first, and others quickly found an opportunity to notify Mr. Xiyue and let him intercept halfway, killing the abominable Daoist Priest under his palm!
As a strong man with many years of fame, his Jiang Hu experience is not shallow, not panicking, and I do n’t know how to deal with it.
Meng Qi laughed and said: "If the poor Dao is afraid of death, he will not come to Shenzhuang, why is the Dragon King afraid of death? Prepare the carriage immediately, and the poor Dao would not want to meet Mr. Xiuyue!"
He broke the intention of the Blue Blood Dragon King.
At this time, Huangfu Fei directly bypassed the Blue Blood Dragon King and the Red Eyebrow Sword King, and instructed the servants who followed to prepare a carriage and parked it outside Zhuang.
The servant was at a loss and looked at the Blue Blood Dragon King.
Meng Qi used his left hand to deepen the force, and the tip of the sword entered a little more. The pain was so painful that Wen Hengshui sucked in the breath and was speechless, and his throat was loud and he seemed afraid.
Blood dripped along the tip of the sword, traversed a vertical track, and fell on the semi-ice and semi-snow in the shadow of the cloister, blooming a bright plum blossom.
The Blue Blood Dragon King was angry and hated for the anomaly, but he dared not risk the young master ’s life, so he nodded to the servant.
"How long will it take?" Meng Qi asked Huangfu Fei.
"Hold on a little bit, a quarter of an hour is enough." Huangfu Fei recalls his past experience.
So, Meng Qi said to the servant: "After a quarter of an hour, if you can't see the carriage at the gate of Zhuangzi, you will wait for the corpse."
The Qingxue Dragon King ’s breathing becomes heavier, and he ca n’t wait to do it right away. Finally, the red eyebrow sword king ’s eyebrows are all open, like already chopping Meng Qi hundreds of times in his heart.
The two watched as Meng Qi held the Wen Hengshui, protected the mother and daughter of Huangfu Fei, and moved cautiously towards Zhuangzi ’s entrance. On the way, they found an opportunity, quietly dispersed their hands, released a signal, and informed Mr. Xiyue, at the same time also found Qi Shaochong and so on. The more faithful disciples of Jushenzhuang are nowhere to be found, as are Mrs. Red Line and the Camel.
Before Zhuangzi, the carriage slowly drove over. The four horse-drawn carriages were all longer than the snow.
Meng Qi asked Huangfu Fei and Mrs. Huangfu to check the horse vehicle first, and then boarded it. He drove the coachman away, put the long sword back into the sheath, sat on the front with the Wen Hengshui, and left his neck around his neck to drive the horse to run.
"Dragon King, Sword King, do n’t send, wait for arrived to be safe. The poor Dao will unleash the acupuncture point when he hears Benefactor, it wo n’t hurt his life. If you follow, it will shake the poor Dao ’s eyes and poor mood. It will be bad, and when you are in a poor mood, you will love to kill. "Meng Qi said loudly and threatened nakedly.
Thank you for the many gangster films, so that you have "enough" hostage-taking experience!
Of course, the most important point is that the hostages in their hands make them have to be scrupulous and have to throw a mouse. Otherwise, they will be ignored by the hostages and directly besieged, so that the enemies will be useless when they hold the disciples of the moon.
The blue-blooded dragon king pauses and is full of hate: "Qingyuan Dao, where do you not meet each other!"
"Haha, why have you met each other when you met each other?" Meng Qi took the sentence purely habitually.
The carriage slowly accelerated, and Mercedes-Benz was on top of the snow. In the snowy field, it was immediately covered by the vast white.
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Snow sleds might be faster at this time ... Meng Qi saw the white snow on both sides retreating, and Linhai appeared in the distance, with emotion.
Of course, if he directly took Mrs. Huangfu and Huangfu Fei to perform lightness art and ran with all his strength, it would definitely be better than a sleigh, but it is so difficult to last, after all, it will consume spirit, and there is a carriage to travel, he can separate his mind and heal, welcome The balance of the following things is still the best.
"Wound of Heaven" was placed next to it. Meng Qi took out Six Doors's healing medicinal pill suit, did not relax the threat to Wen Hengshui, nor did he negligently, still manifestation spirit, sensing the surroundings, preventing the disciples who are good at lurking from suddenly approaching.
The winter is very cold, the snow is reckless, the beast is rare, but there are still a few people running for life. They heard the sound of horseshoes stepping on the snow and looked back. They saw a carriage passing by while driving. The man is a Daoist Priest wearing a broken hydrated suit, with a clear face and a temperament.
It was such a character who drove in person ... They were rather inexplicable, and it seemed that something happened and that the carriage was very dangerous.
The carriage ran across and hurried along Lin Hai.
Along the way, Huangfu Fei knew that Meng Qi was going to heal, drive, and hold hostages, so he did n’t say anything, he divided his mind, but waited patiently, believing that he could bring himself and his mother to a safe place.
Wen Hengshui's whole body acupuncture point is stopped, and he can only stare at Meng Qi with a dark and cold eyes, and he seems to want to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.
The Meng Qi old **** is present, concentrating on the treatment of the injury, and according to the distance of the hometown of the moon, calculating the time when Mr. Xiyue arrived.
After a while, I do n’t know how far I ran out. The Meng Qi was not seriously injured and recovered. It became apparent in the microcosm, sensing the surroundings, and found no trace of the disciples of the village of the moon.
Of course, only the disciples, if the Half-Step Exterior Scenery convergence breath of the Green Blood Dragon King, tracking by the land of the moon, lurking secret technique, I am afraid I ca n’t sense it.
He turned his mind, grabbed Wound of Heaven with his right hand, laughed loudly, and threw Wen Hengshui back and up:
"Smell Benefactor, no need to send it anymore!"
The voice did not fall, and a figure suddenly popped out of the snow beside him. It merged with the snowfield and rushed towards the carriage. It was the King of Blood Dragon.
He was surrounded by a windy wind, the snow was stained with a layer of green, the horses were trembling, and they were about to be frozen.
Full of strength, crying and howling, it seems that I ca n’t wait to shoot Meng Qi to death!
But suddenly a flower in front of him, the figure in front of the carriage disappeared!
No, it is not disappearing, but when he jumped out, he had already prepared to take off in the air, and slashed toward the young master who had not fallen from the air, just like a hawk bird!
Meng Qi is spirited and introverted, with only the knife in his hand and Wen Hengshui in his eyes. The knife is as fast as thunder and the electric light shines, chasing the Wen Hengshui that has not yet been unlocked. It seems that he has not taken the life and death of Huangfu Fei mother and daughter in mind. Cold and terrible.
Young Master!
Wen Hengshui ’s life is ranked first. How can the blue blood dragon king watch Meng Qi kill him with a knife, a left hand shot, figure folds, also vacated, hit the Meng Qi vest directly, let go of the Huangfu Fei mother and daughter and four horses horse.
In the air, it is difficult to change direction. He believes that he can force Meng Qi to give up the attack and make a heavy fall to avoid it.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted violently, because Qingyuan Daoist Priest in front of him was in an impossible place, in the void of no advantage, such as Dapeng spreading his wings, changing direction, and around arrived young master, right To himself, the robe hunts and hunts, the posture is endlessly chic, by the virtual Lingfeng!
How is it possible?
He is not Exterior Scenery, how can he change direction in the air?
This kind of change is completely beyond the expectations of the Blue Blood Dragon King. He ca n’t change it, and can only watch the Meng Qi left hand sword pierce.
Take a moment, there seems to be a red fire on the ground, melting a little snow, but the flame is not obvious, because the power is restrained!
The sword light is beautiful, like graceful, like a dragon, like Immortal Being flying from Beyond the Heaven, and stabs the blue blood dragon king's heart with an indescribable stunning state.
A ray of Yin fire sounded silently on the soles of his feet, burning the wind and ghost spirits quickly, and half a point of the dragon's eyebrows scorching its blossoms, removing the evil spirits.
Meng Qi the drunkard is not in Wen Hengshui, but in the devastation or even killing the blue blood dragon king, so that he is not afraid of being embellished, hiding the traces before Mr. Xiyue arrives!
Ah! The Green Blood Dragon King made a scream, and his body was full of phosphorous fire, like a green torch. The surrounding wind was thick and black, and his palms were shot with a feminine and extremely terrible feeling.
Poof, the flame went out, and the breeze stopped, Meng Qi took advantage of the air, flew towards the carriage, and sat firmly in the position of the coachman.
The horses gallop, Meng Qi laughs loudly, and the voice is far away:
"Thank you for sending me the dragon!"
The blue blood dragon king fell holding Wen Hengshui, and saw the carriage running towards the distance.
Just after falling, his legs softened and he almost knelt down. There was blood pouring from his chest, his face was pale and his breath was weak.
Before he took the tip of the sword dangerously, let the long sword just penetrate the right chest, avoiding death, the trauma seems terrible, and it is not really serious. For a strong man like him, he can still Play three hundred rounds.
However, due to the hasty response, there was no place to borrow in midair. Yin fire and Babu Tianlonghuo could not fully resist, burned the meridians, burned Primordial Spirit, the internal injury was extremely serious, and then urged blood essence to catch up. It is hard to escape!
Anyway, the young master is back ... The blue blood dragon king carrying Wen Hengshui, watching the carriage disappearing on the edge of the vast snow line, his eyes cold and gloomy, there seems to be echo of Meng Qi's laughter in his ear:
"Thank you Dragon King for sending me!" (To be continued.)