novelpro Chapter 135: The Doubts of the Son of Heavenly Demon Palace;
Chapter 135: The Doubts of the Son of Heavenly Demon Palace;
Killing a gold-cloaked imperial envoy, the man dressed up didn't show any complacency on his face.
He just walked forward slowly, carrying the body of the royal envoy like a dead dog, and walked towards the direction he came from.
Not long after, he returned to the top of the mountain before.
Casually throwing the body of the royal envoy in front of the two black-clothed guards, the man dressed in strong clothes said calmly, "Put this body away, this is my greeting gift to the headmaster of Blood God."
"Yes!"
A black-clothed guard waved his hand and put the corpse into a pocket.
The pocket was hung on the waist, it was about the size of a palm, but it contained the universe inside, and it easily contained the seven-foot body of the royal envoy.
It's just that the fluctuations emitted by the pocket when casting spells are lighter than the fluctuations of the storage ring that Zhong Changsheng took from the Wuxin monk before, obviously inferior in quality.
When the guard collected the body, the man in full costume looked around, his expression darkened instantly.
"Wuxin they, have they gone out again?"
Another black-clothed guard said in a deep voice: "Son, Wuxin and Dizhen haven't come back yet, do you need to report to Elder Wang and the others?"
Hearing this, the man in strong clothes frowned: "Huh? Could it be that something really happened? Let's go! Go and see first."
After the words fell, led by the well-dressed man, the three of them followed the traces left by Wu Xin and the two of them to a forest at the southern foot of Qingming Mountain.
The well-dressed young man stopped outside the forest, while the two black-clothed guards went directly into the forest.
Soon, the well-dressed young man was reported, and followed a black-clothed guard to the depths of the mountain forest.
I saw a mess on the ground, and a dead body lying on the ground not far away.
The well-dressed man fixed his gaze, stepped forward slowly, and squatted down next to the corpse of Monk Wuxin.
The bald head with a look of fear rolled to the side, but the body fell upright more than ten meters away.
Cut off the head with a knife, the edge of the knife is extremely smooth.
Indistinctly, there is also a hint of chilly killing power and a faint demonic aura emanating from it.
The well-dressed man looked serious, stood up, and said in a deep voice:
"The person who can break Wuxinxin's defenses, and then kill him with a single knife, is definitely not someone who is waiting for you!"
"This person has a deep comprehension of the Dao of the Sword, and the killing power remaining on the wound is as powerful as the sword bearer of the Sword Emperor Palace!"
"It's just... if it was done by the sword bearer of the Sword Emperor Palace, where did the demonic aura come from?"
The well-dressed man turned around, his eyes penetrated through layers of forests and mountains, and he seemed to see the magnificent Vientiane City, and said in a low voice:
"The sword technique is fierce, comparable to the sword bearer of the Emperor Sword Palace, and he has the aura of a monster, and he has not advanced to the Yuanshen realm..."
"In Vientiane City, are there any other masters like this?"
"Or, are you also hiding in this Qingming Mountain?"
His expression turned cold slightly, and the well-dressed man set his eyes on the two black-clothed guards who were at the Golden Core of Martial Arts beside him.
"You two, follow the traces and find that guy for me."
"Dare to kill people in my Heavenly Demon Palace, I will make you pay the price!"
"Yes!"
The two black-clothed guards instantly turned into two black lights and disappeared into the surrounding forest.
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Flowers open and pedicled, each with one branch.
The two black-clothed guards searched hard in Qingming Mountain, but their target, Zhong Changsheng, had already quietly returned to Vientiane City by virtue of his wind-like speed.
Although the city gate outside Vientiane City is high, the defense is not tight.
The really well-defended city is the inner city of Vientiane City where many dignitaries of the Great Zhou Dynasty reside.
Or maybe, in the eyes of the real rulers of Vientiane City and even Kyushu, only the inner city of Vientiane City is the real Vientiane City!
As soon as he arrived near Tai'anfang, he saw Song Xin carrying a large bag of supplements towards Zhong's small courtyard.
Zhong Changsheng hurriedly flashed his figure, opened the door one step ahead of time and returned home.
In the time it takes to cup a cup of tea, Song Xin has already come to the door with his things.
Zhong Changsheng pretended to be cultivating in the courtyard, and only after hearing the knock on the door did he quickly walk up to open the door.
As soon as he entered the door, Song Xin laughed.
"Brother Changsheng, yes."
"It's only been a day, and your body seems to have almost recovered."
"Haha."
Zhong Changsheng said with a smile: "Brother Song is absurd. It's not an important secret technique. I just lay on the bed and rested all night. It's all right this morning."
Song Xin laughed and said, "Hahaha, that's great!"
"Brother Changsheng, I am relieved that you can recover so quickly."
Zhong Changsheng nodded slightly, took the tonic from Song Xin, and said with a smile: "It's hard for Brother Song to take time out of his busy schedule to visit me, let's go, there is still some good wine at home, Brother Song might as well come in and have a drink or two!"
"OK!"
"The good wine in the mouth of brother Changsheng, I really want to taste it!"
The two walked into the front hall talking and laughing like this.
After Song Xin was seated, Zhong Changsheng walked to the inner room, waved his hand and took out two altars of Zui Tian Xian from the sapphire ring, and walked slowly back to the front hall with the two altars of Zui Tian Xian.
"Brother, what kind of wine is this?"
"Just now, through a door, I could smell the aroma of wine!"
Song Xin looked at Zhong Changsheng with two jars of Drunken Heaven Immortals in his hands with great interest, and smiled slightly.
Zhong Changsheng smiled and did not answer, but filled the empty bowl in front of Song Xin with wine.
The smile on Song Xin's face immediately spread.
"Hahaha, Zui Tianxian is the Zui Tianxian of Zuixianlou, the largest restaurant in Nanming City!"
"It is rumored that this wine is unique in the entire Kyushu, comparable to Feihua Niang from Feihualou in Vientiane City!"
"The value of this jar of wine alone is worth 10 taels!"
"Needless to say, there is quite a lot of this wine in Nanming City, but it is in short supply in our Vientiane City!"
"Brother Changsheng, you are really a generous person, I admire, admire!"
After saying that, Song Xin drank the bowl of wine in front of him in one gulp, and then exclaimed happily.
Zhong Changsheng did not buy this Zui Tian Xian, but found it in the interspatial ring of Monk Wuxin.
Zhong Changsheng didn't feel sorry for the generosity of others.
I was still thinking: "This member of the Demon Sect really has no taboos. As a monk, Wu Xin has a lot of wine and meat in his storage ring, so he really deserves to be a disciple of the Demon Palace."
Lifting the wine jar and serving it to Song Xinman, Zhong Changsheng asked casually: "Brother Song, I didn't go out yesterday, I wonder if the city is still safe?"
Song Xin forced a smile, and said: "Yesterday was fine, and I caught a few big masters who were not open-eyed, and more than a dozen master-level magic bugs, and they were crushed to death."
Seeing his forced smile, Zhong Changsheng knew that Song Xin was just comforting himself, so he quietly activated the supernatural power [Listening Heart], and the thoughts in Song Xin's heart also fell into Zhong Changsheng's ears.
"Hey, so far, nothing major has happened, but I heard that some killers from the Ten Thousand Star Alliance seem to have arrived..."
"If those killers take action, I'm afraid Vientiane City will be in a lot of chaos..."
Zhong Changsheng's heart moved, and he deliberately asked: "Brother Song, I heard that the Blood God Demon Sect has used a lot of power to take revenge on our Heavenly Prisoner this time. Is it possible that they are just existences at the level of great masters?"
Song Xin took another sip of wine, sighed and said, "Of course not."
"In addition to those who were instigated by the Blood River Order and came to attack and kill the people of the Heavenly Prison, there are also some casual cultivators who have been bewitched by interests, and... and people from the Ten Thousand Stars Alliance!"