Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 131 Chapter 131

"Huh? You tied me up because you wanted to learn to play the flute?"

In the cave, Chi Meng was hung in the air, looking at the solemn Hou Qing in front of him, his jaw dropped in shock.

"That's right. Wouldn't it be beautiful for people in Jianghu to listen to the sound of the flute first and then lose heart after hearing it?"

Hou Qing raised his face, looking forward to the future, unconsciously intoxicated.

"Forehead…"

Chi Meng had nothing to say for a while, how can he be a good person, and his brain is still a bit funny.

"Let me go first."

"Don't let it go, you just said something rude to me, saying you want to goug my eyes."

Hou Qing picked up the shelf, looked down at his carefully carved bone flute, and liked it more and more.

So exquisite, it can be said to be of quality, it is worthy of me.

"You don't want to learn to play the flute?"

After Chi Meng finished speaking, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, followed by a sudden dizziness, and stood up in a daze.

Hou Qing flicked his clothes and bowed respectfully: "Master, please accept my apprentice's bow."

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Chi Meng was about to speak, he saw Wen Tao and Shangguan Yunque, who had been put down by Hou Qing on the ground, said bitterly, "Hou Qing's corpse ancestor, although I really don't want to disturb your apprenticeship, can you let us go?"

I saw Wen Tao and Shangguan Yunque facing each other, hugging each other, tied by strong hemp rope, unable to exert all their strength, and the shameful appearance of the two men was really indecent.

As soon as Hou Qing raised his hand, the rope that tied the two of them instantly untied and fell off.

After doing all this, Hou Qing bowed his hands again, ready to pay homage to his teacher.

"Wait a minute!"

"What's the matter, master?"

Chi Meng nodded her lips, and asked charmingly: "Let me ask you, is the crying blood recorded on your body?"

Hou Qing immediately untied the red umbrella behind her waist and put it in her hand: "Yes, master, do you want to see it?"

"want."

"No."

The three said in unison.

Wen Tao and Shangguan Yunque who said "yes" froze in place, looking at Chi Meng who said "no", feeling embarrassed for a moment.

"Go on, go on..."

As Wen Tao said, he dragged Shangguan Yunque out of the cave.

"Hey, what are you doing, Xingyun's life is on that thing, why did you pull me out." Shangguan Yunque scowled, turned his head and angrily ignored Wen Tao.

Wen Tao said earnestly: "Brother Shangguan, listen to me. It is rumored that Shi Zu has a weird temperament and is moody. The two of you and I have already made people unhappy by breaking in. Besides, you and I are not Hou Qing's opponent. What's more, he asked Miss Chi Meng, hasn't our goal been achieved?"

"Hmph~ Then for Shizu's sake, I will let her seduce Xingyun from our family."

What's the matter with you... The corner of Wen Tao's mouth twitched uncontrollably, he covered his face and turned aside, complaining in his heart.

After a long while, Hou Qing paid homage to his teacher and walked out of the cave with Chi Meng one after another.

Seeing this, Wen Tao bowed his hands and said: "Hou Qing's corpse ancestor, the world is in a catastrophe, the celestial master Zhang Yuanqing died, and the weeping blood record on your body is being coveted by evil people, please..."

"What did you say, Zhang Yuanqing died? How did he die?"

Hearing that Zhang Yuanqing was dead, Hou Qing immediately changed his expression and said coldly.

In an instant, the terrifying aura surged up like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The murderous aura made Chi Meng's whole body cold and creepy.

Wen Tao was taken aback for a moment, and said: "This... we have to start with the battle of Qianling..."

Time flies by.

After hearing Zhang Yuanqing's deeds, the coldness on Hou Qing's face dissipated like spring wind and rain.

"That's it, I know."

After finishing speaking, Hou Qing turned around and cupped his hands at Chi Meng: "Master, I will definitely do what I promised you, but I feel sad when the old man leaves, and I want to go to Huashan to pay homage. Can you delay the cure?" time."

Chi Meng thought about it, then casually threw him a Flowing Trace Gu, waved his hand and said: "Go, go, hold it, you can find me anytime."

"I obey, take my leave."

After finishing speaking, Hou Qing's figure flashed, and he left in a blink of an eye.

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Taiyuan.

Before Zhang Yuanqing left Xuanduwu, he learned her art of setting bones and extending veins from the general.

In the dark room underground of the Tongwen Hall, two weak breathed people who might die at any time were hung in the air by iron chains piercing through the bones of the lute.

Below him were two jars filled with poison, and on the inner walls were incantations drawn by Zhang Yuanqing with cinnabar mixed with blood.

These two people are Li Keyong and Zhu Youwen.

"Zhang Yuanqing, why didn't you die..."

Li Keyong, who was only half breathed, was horrified, looking at Zhang Yuanqing in front of him, his eyes seemed to pop out.

Zhang Yuanqing found a broken leg from nowhere, took out a small knife and slowly cut off the carrion on Li Ke's broken leg, and said while doing it: "You want to know? I won't let you do what you want. "

"Prince Jin, you would never have imagined that the foundation you worked so hard on would be taken down by your good son Li Siyuan in the end."

"what!"

Li Ke's pale face broke out in cold sweat, regardless of the severe pain in his body, a cavity of anger filled his heart.

Zhang Yuanqing arranged the position, connected the broken leg for Li Keyong, connected the broken meridian blood vessel with internal force as the lead wire, and sewed it up with needles and threads after touching the acupoints.

After doing all this, Zhang Yuanqing got up and looked at Zhu Youwen who had been silent all the time, and looked up and down with great interest.

"Does the Ghost King have anything else to say?"

After being silent for a long time, Zhu Youwen opened his eyes, stared at Zhang Yuanqing, and asked, "Is there any magic trick in the treasure of Longquan?"

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and shook his head: "No."

Hearing this, Zhu Youwen sneered, and then burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha...cough cough cough..."

"This king is really stupid. Being provoked by people in a few words, he is so impulsive that he is so stupid... Hahahaha, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"

Zhu Youwen burst into tears with laughter, filled with remorse.

He has become obsessed with martial arts since he was a child. He has been pursuing the highest level of martial arts all his life, trying to seize the treasures of Longquan, and learn the supreme magic skills to dominate the world. Greed is at work.

Zhang Yuanqing walked behind Zhu Youwen, connected his broken spine, and opened up his meridians.

All the internal energy in the two of them had been sucked dry by Zhang Yuanqing, leaving only a shell.

"Have you finished your last words?"

Zhu Youwen poked his neck and said forcefully: "Hmph, that's all it takes to win the king and lose the bandit, let's do it."

"I lost at your hands, I have nothing to say, but it's a pity that the chess is not good enough. It's not as good as God's calculation. Let's do it."

After the two finished speaking, they closed their eyes and said nothing, and Zhang Yuanqing admired a bit for their neck-throwing attitude.

"Okay, then send the two of you on your way."

As Zhang Yuanqing said, his hands were like knives, he cut off the shackles on the two of them, and fell into the venom of the God of War altar with a plop.

The thick stone cover sealed the top, Zhang Yuanqing turned and left immediately.

"Wait for an old friend to wither, just like the wind blowing leaves, it's just overnight. What you see when you wake up again is a different scene."

(End of this chapter)