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Chapter 1346 Night Entry, Threat (for Subscription)

The bright moon in the sky is bright and clean, and the surrounding starry sky is dotted with stars, guarding the bright moon, so that although the vast land is shrouded in darkness, there are still stars shining.

Longcheng was dressed in night clothes and wore a mask made of fine iron. Like a ghost, it blended perfectly into the darkness, and was able to take advantage of the starlight to fly under the moonlight, and soon came to the adjacent mountain, like a ghost. Mengjiazhuang is like a small town.

Compared with the earliest Meng family manor, at this time, with the continuous growth of the Meng family power and the continuous development and construction of Meng Zhao, this manor has become a huge town, not to mention self-sufficient, and densely populated. Most of them are skilled, well-equipped, loyal Meng family warriors and their families.

The huge area is inspected continuously in accordance with time and order to ensure the safety of the manor.

However, this is only relative, because the vast majority of these warriors are still in the acquired state. Whether it is martial arts or spiritual perception, it is difficult to compare with innate, and naturally there will be various loopholes.

Longcheng, relying on its own superior martial arts and the ability to hide its aura, crossed the twelve defense lines all the way, entered the interior of Mengjiazhuang, carefully observed the surroundings, and recorded information.

His focus was on the back house where Meng Zhao's family members lived. However, compared with the smooth sailing before, the prevention and control in the back house has reached a point of insanity. Every patrol team must have a talented The martial artist takes the lead, maybe the realm is only below the nine orifices, but it is already exaggerated enough.

Longcheng was also secretly shocked when he saw it, knowing that he still underestimated this son of the Meng family. The reputation accumulated by the Meng Longwang to the north and the powerful appeal brought by him had gradually emerged.

Of course, this also strengthened his idea of ​​planning to besiege and kill Meng Zhao. Otherwise, he might never succeed.

While stumbling in Longcheng, while trying to avoid being discovered by the patrol team, while advancing towards the back house, trying to find out where Meng Zhao's family members are and their life information.

In a hidden corner of Meng's house, sitting cross-legged, facing the back mountain, a person who seemed to be meditating with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and there was faint fire splashing, and the air around him was also the moment the person opened his eyes. It became scorching and hot.

"Hey, the little mouse is really powerful this time. It can avoid the eyes and ears of so many experts, but it's a pity that it's not one of our own."

After the voice fell, the person had disappeared, leaving only a fiery and domineering aura around.

Longcheng was still unaware of all these situations, so he hung one hand on the side of a stone-edge polished cylinder, avoiding the eyes and ears of the patrolling people at an extremely subtle angle, and was about to perform lightness exercises, and rushed into a nearby small courtyard hour.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart. This sense of crisis once caused the breath of Dragon City to leak out, and his originally quite brilliant energy storage skills also had flaws.

The leader of the inspection team was a man in his forties with a long sword in his hand. Although he was only born with two orifices, his combat power was weak, and his potential was almost zero, he had a keen sense of smell, extraordinary sense of spirit, and strong insight. Seems to be aware of something.

With a wave of his hand, the people behind him stopped, raised their weapons, and looked around vigilantly.

This martial artist who was born with two orifices poked his nose and sniffed something vigorously, but the breath of Longcheng was only fleeting, and was quickly hidden by him. Although this person has strong spiritual sense, his cultivation base is weak.

It lasted for about half a minute, but they didn't realize it, and the group just walked to the other side again.

As for Longcheng who was hiding in the dark, his forehead was sweating, and he didn't dare to move, not because he was afraid of being discovered by the patrol team on the ground, but because he was afraid of causing a strong reaction from a certain strong man.

"How is it possible, Meng Zhao is not here, logically speaking, the strongest member of the Meng family is nothing more than a congenitally cultivated qi, even if someone can detect my traces, how can he give me such a great sense of threat?

Could it be that Meng Zhao has returned, or that the Meng family has other backgrounds? "

Dragon City now feels like riding a tiger is hard to get off, and there is no time to regret it.

For one thing, he couldn't guarantee what the attitude of the master who secretly threatened his life would be?
Enough is enough, or not to die. If it is the former, he can retreat at this point. Now that he has lost his mind today and has nothing to do, he should be more cautious when facing Meng Zhao in the future.

If it was the latter, he would have to find ways to survive.

And the premise of all this depends on the martial arts level of the master who secretly targeted him with murderous intent.

Is it the same as Meng Zhao, the realm is innate, with superb combat power, or is it superior to innate, a master warrior?
If it's the former, Longcheng is aware that he can save him a bit. If he can't beat him, he should have no problem running. Even in the face of Meng Zhao, Longcheng won't say that even if he is bound to die, he still has his cards.

If it was the latter, even if he used his hole cards, there was no guarantee that he would be able to escape from this place. It depended on how determined this kind of person was to kill him.

As time passed minute by minute, Longcheng still maintained a motionless posture, and the killing intent locked on him in the dark never moved.

Longcheng felt that since the other party hadn't made a move, it was likely that they didn't intend to kill him and focused on guarding him. This was good news.

Therefore, after hesitating again and again, Longcheng still took a light leap, taking advantage of the time gap when the patrol team switched defenses, turned around and retreated in a precarious manner, that is to say, he left the back house of the Meng family and went outside the village.

Compared with the cautiousness before, when he went to Longcheng, he was walking on thin ice, just because no matter where he went, the killing intent that locked him was always with him, and it never loosened in the slightest.

Until Longcheng escaped from the outermost periphery of Mengjiazhuang and came to a large wilderness, the killing intent still lingered behind him.

Longcheng finally stopped his movements, and towards the direction of the person who didn't know where he was hiding, said,
"Senior, you will be reckless in the next moment and stray into Meng's manor. It is not with any evil intentions. Please forgive me, senior."

After waiting for about ten breaths, a low-pitched response echoed in the void.
"Take my move, if you can not die, go!"

As soon as the words fell, the crisis in Longcheng's heart, the feeling that his life was threatened, suddenly exploded violently.

Maybe the threat value he felt was only five, but at this moment, it became fifty, or even five hundred.

The level of threat is obviously changed by the influence of the person in the dark.

"This person must be a top master who has overwhelmed China, a grand master!"

This was the only thought left in Longcheng's mind.

The next moment, he saw a big sun rising from the dark night sky at a constant speed.

At the same time, a burning sensation plunged Long Cheng into pain.

The body is hot, scorching, even scalding, but the pain of being watered by hot molten iron and scorched by the fire made him howl uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)