Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 132 Chapter 132
Huashan.

Looking around, it was barren and lifeless.

On the scorched earth, the people who were burned alive were like charred charcoal, but they still maintained the posture they had before they were alive, kneeling down and looking up at the sky, with their hands clasped together, as if they were praying for something.

The trees that had been burned by the fire were so brittle that they fell over in the wind.

The flying ash was long, and the crow paused here, screaming horribly.

When Hou Qing walked to the final battlefield, the hills that had been baptized by the artillery fire no longer had the towering posture of the past.

The gravel on the ground, the stones that had been incinerated by the fire, were cracked inch by inch, which vaguely shows how tragic that day was.

Among the ruins, Hou Qing saw the blood shell that had shattered into pieces not far away.

what is that?
Feeling puzzled, Hou Qing walked over and picked up a piece of blood shell and smelled it... It was his blood, why it was in such a shape, it was really weird.

Hou Qing looked left and right, and found something in a blink of an eye.

The deep and shallow footprints on the ground seemed to appear out of thin air, and they kept going down the same mountain, which was very strange.

"Could it be..."

Hou Qing's eyes were shining brightly, based on his understanding of Zhang Yuanqing, this guy has so many eyes, there is no reason for him to be calculated by others.

"It's feigning death to escape again. You have tried this trick time and again."

Hou Qing smiled, and waved his hand to erase all these traces.

Since the person is not dead, Hou Qing is relieved.

...

Two days later.

Xuanwu Mountain Tianshi Mansion.

Houshan Bieyuan.

"What did you say? He sent you here?"

In the courtyard, Xu Huan stood up in an instant, and grabbed Shadow's collar. Under the lavender eye shadow, a pair of beautiful eyes like autumn water showed a look of excitement.

"Yes, yes...the hostess let go, I can't breathe..."

Shadow didn't dare to resist at all, his voice squeezed out one by one from his throat.

"Where is the other person? Why not..."

Xu Huan asked anxiously, but stopped suddenly after speaking halfway.

A flash of light hit her mind in an instant, and she understood that this might be Zhang Yuanqing's plan again, to escape by feigning death, and stay out of the way to plan the overall situation. This is not the first time he has done this.

"That day in Mount Hua, the deity was reborn from Nirvana with the Immortal Gu. Now he is undercover in the Tongwen Museum, and it is inconvenient to come forward, so he specially ordered me to come here to report."

Shadow explained, looking at the slender and delicate woman in front of him in amazement, never expecting her strength to be so strong, even his body tempered by the God of War altar could not bear it for a while.

"That's good, that's good..."

Xu Huan's face showed joy, and there was a charming smile on his face that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Then since the news has arrived, I should also..."

Before the shadow finished speaking, a hawk circled the sky and let out a loud and clear cry.

"Wow—"

It's the deity's letter... The shadow's expression changed, and he waved his hand to untie the envelope from the eagle's leg.

It read: the plan has changed, the identity has been exposed, do not return, all is well.Remember to come to Taiyuan to find me when you have time, the god of war has become.

A trace of worry appeared in Xu Huanmei's eyes, and he asked, "Is it his letter? What was written on it?"

Shadow waved his hand, burned the letter paper, turned to Xu Huan and said: "It's nothing, it's just a little accident, it's all right now."

...

two days ago.

The troops chasing Li Xingyun returned to Tongwen Hall.

In the other courtyard, Zhang Yuanqing, who continued to undercover undercover in the form of a shadow disguised as a magic body, suddenly received Bago's order to find her in the wing room.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't doubt that he was there, and walked out the door, but the atmosphere in the other courtyard today was extraordinarily weird, with an indescribable chill.

Something is wrong... Zhang Yuanqing thought secretly, and walked to a wing.

"Boom boom boom——"

Knocking on the door, a woman's lazy voice came from the room.

"come in."

"Yes."

Zhang Yuanqing pushed the door open and entered, and what caught his eye was a pair of smooth, beautiful, plump and beautiful legs.

The candlelight in the lobby was bright, and when Zhang Yuanqing walked in, he happened to see Bago just took off a pair of boots, and then put his plump and graceful buttocks on the table at the top of the hall.

The candlelight on both sides swayed, just reflecting on her exquisite figure.

The legs that took off the tights were exposed, and they were gently placed on the armchair next to him, and Erlang's legs were raised.

The white and firm skin is shiny and shiny, and a pair of beautiful jade feet are dyed with charming red fat. The toes are slender and slender, like bright red and beautiful shells, silently seductive under the rendering of red fat.

At this moment, Ba Ge is applying flower oil on his legs. After many days of running around, these beautiful legs have been weathered. It is time to take good care of them.

"You're here."

Bago didn't raise his head, and spoke softly.

"Subordinate Zhang Er, please refer to Lord Captain." Zhang Yuanqing cupped his hands and bowed without looking sideways.

"come over."

Bago raised his head, looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a charming face like a snake woman, and slightly hooked his fingers, which was just right for the seductive woman's demeanor.

Is the shadow always undercover like this?
Zhang Yuanqing frowned, and leaned over calmly.

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing approached, Ba Ge's eyes quietly showed a bit of coldness, looking at that handsome and fair face, he couldn't help but think of what Baer explained before he came back.

"I checked the man you brought back. He looks suspicious, and the owner of the Dingzhou Medical Center is a widow. Let the sect master or King Jin know, and watch out for your head."

Bago's thoughts were confused, and there was a burst of boredom in his heart.

Zhang Yuanqing was about to speak when Ba Ge stretched out his left leg, and a beautiful lotus foot was lifted up and stuck to his face.

The cold arches of the feet, the delicate jade feet bounced on the face, and the toes spread out to gently pinch a piece of skin.

It's not a human skin mask... Bago thought in his heart, and asked again: "You once said that you are the nephew of the owner of the medical center, but the news from the Tongwen Museum said that the owner was a widow and had no relatives, nor was he in the hospital. How did you get the news that the station sent a letter?"

"Your Majesty Captain Mingjian, this subordinate is indeed my second uncle's nephew. Before my father was alive, he once..."

Ba Ge's long and narrow beautiful eyes were slightly concealed, and he interrupted: "Captain Ben sees that you are meticulous."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately showed panic, took half a step back and cupped his hands and said: "My lord, please be aware that this subordinate came to Taiyuan this time to do some medicinal material trading. Taiyuan is located in the center of the Sanjin hub, with external connections outside the Great Wall. Inner China Central Plains, you can find all the rare and precious medicinal materials in the world. It was just a coincidence that the subordinate met the captain that day, so why explain it in detail?"

Ba Ge smiled faintly, retracted his jade feet, and casually threw the flower oil in his hand to him, stretched his legs and put it on the chair.

"Come on, help me smooth it out and see how you do it."

This kid really doesn't look like a person with a different status, could it be that he really wanted to go wrong?
Zhang Yuanqing took the flower oil bottle, and his brain was running countermeasures rapidly.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up, and follow me to see the sect master when we're done."

"Yes…"

Zhang Yuanqing poured out the flower oil, and stretched out his hand to touch those firm and plump legs.

The gentle technique was just right, Bago leaned back comfortably, moaned softly, and gradually relaxed his body.

(End of this chapter)