Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 33 The sword light soars into the sky and the heart is short of breath

King Xiao Qing's face turned red and his chest felt tight. He felt a powerful energy far beyond his imagination coming from the sword, like thunder and lightning, and unparalleled domineering.

In just one stroke, half of his body was numb, and the dragon frame was almost shattered.

He was horrified.

Even though the Thunder Eagle Kung Fu is famous for its dominance, his Pan Jiao Style is not considered exquisite, but what kind of powerful internal force is needed to support such a powerful force?

Don't hold on!

Prince Xiao Qing did not dare to neglect, he pointed his left hand to his right wrist, and the infuriating energy from his fingertips was like a pool of blue water.

This wind and rain finger can be used as a long-range move or as a back-up move. At this time, it is used for the latter.

The wind and rain become fierce, and the dragon turns into a dragon.

The pliable sword straightened in an instant, and the dazzling sword light suddenly appeared in the air, and the excited dragon's anger echoed through the alley.

The dragon turns into a dragon, and he is the best in the world when it comes to switching from defense to offense.

However, the loud roar of the dragon stopped suddenly as soon as it sounded in the alley.

Wu Meng's frightening legs appeared quietly from the darkness, neither fast nor slow, seeming to catch and wait, and kicked the general on King Qing's sword-holding wrist.

The soft sword was released, and a bright sword light shot into the sky.

The sharp edge scratched his crown, pierced his face, and illuminated his horrified face.

It seemed like it lasted a long time, but it seemed like it was just a moment.

King Xiao Qing's face was hidden in the darkness again.

boom!

He only felt a punch hitting his chest, which seemed to coincide with the sound of drums in the distance. Then, he flew backwards, smashed several obstacles, and rolled to the ground.

It wasn't until the noise of the drums died down, the screams began, and the tearing pain like fire spread from the chest.

"Killing!"

"Run!"

The lively streets were in chaos.

The snack vendor was knocked over, the snow-white dumplings rolled on the ground black, the lion dance was torn from them, and the head and body ran in different directions.

Half of his butt slipped past Prince Xiao Qing’s forehead in a hurry.

He just stared, as if he hadn't seen it, and his mind was filled with the sword that escaped his hand.

After a cup of tea.

In another quiet alley, Wu Meng threw King Xiao Qing in the corner after removing the cartilage of his hands and feet.

"Cough cough!"

The severe tearing pain caused him to cough up blood, but his expression remained blank.

It can be seen that although this guy is soaked in wine and sex, he still has a bit of the arrogance of a warrior, otherwise he would not be able to recover for a long time.

"I have a few questions that I want to ask you. Can you cooperate with me?"

King Xiao Qing slowly rolled his eyes a few times, focusing on the face in front of him, and finally regained some consciousness.

"who are you……"

"I'll ask you questions, do you understand?"

Prince Xiao Qing came to his senses completely, and he laughed miserably: "My life is yours, you can kill me, but I still suggest you sell it for a better price..."

Wu Meng shook his head: "Someone will take your life. I just asked a few questions."

"go ahead."

"First tell me about your experience in Jiang Xiushan, everything is detailed."

Prince Xiao Qing was stunned and shook his head mockingly: "It turns out that I came here for that illusory fairy trail... Don't think about it, it's all fake!"

He seemed to be discouraged by Wu Meng and told the whole story.

That day, he was having fun in his tent when he suddenly heard the sound of fighting outside. After figuring out the situation, he quickly went up the mountain. Unexpectedly, he saw the former Taifu fighting with four heavenly realms, and the body of the emperor's brother was lying beside him.

He took a detour to climb the mountain, and in a daze, he met Song Moping who was also running away.

At this time, King Qing had the idea of ​​​​fighting for the dragon position. Thinking of Song Moping's amazing talent, he became murderous.

After that, Song Moping escaped by chance.

"Where is the immortal treasure?" Wu Meng asked.

"I went up to the mountain and took a look. It was desolate. There was a dry lake, but it didn't look like an immortal at all! It was just a pretense to trick the emperor's brother into surrounding him and killing him."

"Did you see any other visions?"

"Not even a little bit."

Prince Xiao Qing looked directly at Wu Meng and spoke frankly.

Wu Meng fell into deep thought for a while.

In terms of details, it is consistent with Song Moping's version, but I feel something is a little strange. After asking a few more details, Wu Meng turned to the next question.

That is the cause of death of the late emperor.

The most widely circulated theory in the world is that King Xiao Qing colluded with the Taifu to murder the late emperor.

The most eye-catching evidence is that the Taifu traveled several times during his lifetime, and Prince Qing was always there. The two have obviously been secretly linked for a long time.

"I did travel with Taifu many times." Prince Xiao Qing did not deny it.

"But you may not believe it when I tell you the reason. That old guy is actually a lustful ghost. Every time he travels, he always says he wants to take hundreds of beauties with him. I happen to know the connections, so I just look for flowers for him every time."

These words really surprised Wu Meng.

Looking at King Xiao Qing's face, he didn't look like he was being fake.

"You go on."

Prince Xiao Qing sneered: "When the late emperor dies, who will benefit the most? Of course it is my nephew! If I had not eliminated the secret and supported the bright, the world would have been in his pocket."

"Do you believe that he has nothing to do with Taifu?"

Wu Meng didn't react for a while: "What does it have to do with it?"

Prince Xiao Qing grinned.

Wu Meng suddenly thought of his evaluation of the Taifu as "a devil in lust", and an incredible idea came into his mind.

"It seems that you have also thought that the eldest prince's biological father is the Taifu!"

After saying this, King Xiao Qing laughed.

Tears flowed from laughter, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"..."

Wu Meng was silent for a while: "Do you have any evidence?"

If the father-son relationship between the Taifu and the eldest prince is confirmed, the Jiang Xiushan incident will have a nearly perfect explanation.

Prince Xiao Qing gasped for breath, his chest was like a broken bellows leaking air.

Wu Meng was afraid that he would not be able to breathe and die.

"...Haha...The eldest prince lost his mother in his early years, and all the maids around him were buried...except for one personal maid..."

"This maid had been involved in painting with the queen in the early years. Two years ago, I ordered someone to look for the painting. Unfortunately, the unknown doctor suddenly appeared and messed her up!"

"..."

Wu Meng opened his mouth with a wonderful expression.

He never thought that things would turn out to be his fault.

"Kikako?"

He asked tentatively, and saw Prince Qing's eyes widen suddenly, staring at him in disbelief.

"How do you know?! Are you from Star Reaching Pavilion?"

"No...no! You are a nameless doctor!!"

King Xiao Qing coughed violently.

"The unknown doctor...the descendant of Jueshan...who are you?"

Wu Meng naturally couldn't talk to him, so he recalled it briefly.

There were not many paintings and calligraphy works at that time, so he could easily pinpoint the painting from his memory.

"I'm done asking."

Wu Meng turned around and prepared to leave.

I got too much unexpected information from Prince Xiao Qing today, but unfortunately, the pursuit of the fairy trail has probably been discontinued.

Wu Meng is not Xiao Minghuang. He is not so obsessed with Jiang Xiushan's change that year, but more curious.

Now he does not intend to explore the original story of that painting. Breaking through the heaven realm is the next key.

But before that, there is still one thing that has not yet been resolved.

A cool breeze blew by.

The surroundings of the alley fell into dead silence at some point, and the faint noise in the distance also disappeared.

Wu Meng suddenly came to his senses.

I saw a figure jumping out of the dark alley.

The figure flew into the air, like a fully drawn bow, and the raised blade suddenly slashed down, leaving a blood-red afterimage.

(End of this chapter)