Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 46 Zuozi has a good opportunity to enter the game

It took Wu Meng, master and apprentice, more than a month to rush from Jueshan to the Eastern Territory.

Along the way, there was chaos, banditry, and a large number of homeless people fleeing everywhere.

Even some cities that have not been eroded by the war have closed their gates and kept to themselves.

In this decisive battle, the death of the soldiers was secondary. A large number of innocent people were destroyed and their lives were destroyed, and the civilians were turned into slaves and animals.

Jiang Shanshan was riding on his horse and saw numerous bones and cannibalism along the way.

"Teacher, why did we come all the way here? We can't save a few people."

Wu Meng easily dealt with several scumbags who robbed women: "At the end of the chess game, someone invited us to join the game."

"Wow! They were playing chess, but someone else died."

Wu Meng shook his head and said no more.

When he reached the edge of the city, he reined in the reins and looked into the distance. He leaned slightly and saw a homing pigeon flapping its wings and flying over from the sky.

Wu Meng reached out and took off the note tied to his leg.

Above it is a series of illogical words.

This is the exclusive encrypted information of Star Reaching Pavilion.

When he was in Jueshan, he only knew that Xiao Minghuang was in dire straits when he received a message from Fei Ge.

The current note marks the last whereabouts of Xiao Minghuang, which was three days ago.

Wu Meng thought for a moment and frowned slightly.

I have to say that Xiao Minghuang gambled a little too much this time, and he might really risk his life.

Wu Meng was really surprised when he first received the news. Along the way, as the information was collected, the situation gradually became clearer.

Blood Bodhi wavered for two years and finally sided with the Owl Emperor. The world was out of balance, forcing Xiao Minghuang to take dangerous risks.

He pretended to be ambushed, jumped into the Owl Emperor's territory, used himself as bait, and attracted a group of masters to encircle and suppress him.

This is the beginning of the gambling game.

This is a bet in which both sides are aiming for the beheading.

If Xiao Minghuang wants to win the bet, he must first fight until there is no one left in the Owl Emperor to lure Patriarch Tongxuan out of the capital.

Secondly, it needs to be able to escape from the hands of Patriarch Tongxuan and ascend to heaven.

In the end, Anzi, who was hiding in Shangjing, was able to use the space created to successfully behead him.

In the entire process, no step is guaranteed.

Xiao Minghuang needs to risk his life to fight.

Wu Meng, who was pulled into the game as a variable, needed to be able to deal with Patriarch Tongxuan.

As for Anzi, who is ambushing Shangjing, it is equally difficult. He needs to restrain all his sharp edges, win trust, and show his sharp edges at the critical moment to deliver a fatal blow.

It sounds simple, but any step involved is extremely thrilling.

Now, Patriarch Tongxuan has left the capital, which means that the gambling game has reached the final stage.

Wu Meng came back to his senses and smiled happily.

It seems that Zuozi has entered the game, but for him, the opportunity has actually arrived.

"You go to the city ahead and wait for me..."

After settling Jiang Shanshan, he used Qinggong to jump into the forest and search for the place where Xiao Minghuang might appear.

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"Hehe..."

Xiao Minghuang gasped for breath, immersed his head in the cold stream, and felt the sounds of the outside world leaving him. For a moment, he wanted to close his eyes and stay quiet like this forever.

But he still held up his head.

Water drops dripped down his messy hair. There were only a few rags wrapped around his body, and his exposed skin was covered with scars.

If it were said that this was the famous Ming Emperor, no one would believe it.

During Xiao Banyue's escape, none of the four available first-class people around him were left.

Just two hours ago, he reluctantly closed his eyes and was awakened by the sound of footsteps again.

After desperately killing the two search leaders, he fled all the way here, exhausted both physically and mentally, and despairing.

The sword that had been cultivated for many years was broken in two in the previous battle. Now he could easily defeat the second-rate swordsmen at the same level, even the two lowest-level swordsmen.

There is no chance of another escape.

If you are encountered again, it will be death.

The cold stream water allowed Xiao Minghuang to gather some energy. He picked up the half-broken sword from his feet.

Even though he was exhausted from his previous escape, he did not leave behind this useless burden.

Because, this is what is used for final settlement.

If you can't kill the enemy, you can at least make your move easier.

Xiao Minghuang prostrated himself by the stream, sipping a few mouthfuls of water like a dog, then struggled to get up, trying to find a hiding place.

As soon as he raised his head, his pupils shrank violently and his movements became stiff.

A man in black was leaning under the pine tree with his hands folded, and he had been looking at it for an unknown amount of time.

He held a pine needle in his mouth, half-smiling: "The Ming emperor knows how to drink water like a dog? It's rare to see him. If you're thirsty, you might as well take a few more sips. I promise not to disturb you."

This is a first-class master in the Owl Emperor Formation, who is good at Qingyun Liusongbu.

When used, it moves like clouds and flowing water, making it difficult to touch and capture.

Its main method is to embroider star darts, which are many darts connected with silk threads, and hundreds of them can be retracted and released at one time.

One of Xiao Minghuang's confidants was beaten behind him when he was losing his strength. He died miserably, with his chest turned into a sieve.

Xiao Minghuang turned around and seemed to run away. He suddenly raised his hand hidden in the dark and stabbed his heart with the broken blade.

铛。

The broken blade was knocked away.

The man in black changed his position at some point and leaned against the pine tree in front of him again.

He curled his fingers slightly.

The Embroidered Star Dart was retracted and hit the side of Xiao Minghuang's face with a 'pop'. It wasn't serious, just enough to make him feel hot and red.

"Want to die? It doesn't matter what you say."

Xiao Minghuang's face was pale and his expression was miserable, and he just stared at the other party.

"What's your look? Let me remove your hands and feet."

The man in black shook his wrist, and the embroidered star dart shot out.

Under the rain-like mist of darts, the look in Xiao Minghuang's eyes began to dissipate little by little.

At this moment, a figure suddenly came from the forest.

At first it was more than ten feet away, and in the blink of an eye it was two or three feet away.

He casually grabbed a handful of pine needles, flexed his fingers, and flicked them as he walked.

Ding ding ding.

There were flashes of fire.

One after another, the pine needles arrived first, like a green breeze, blowing the embroidered star darts into pieces.

The turbulent wind blew Xiao Minghuang's hair.

He suddenly turned his head to look, and in his dark pupils, a figure he hadn't seen for a long time, who should be unfamiliar but was extremely familiar, walked towards him.

"Xiao Minghuang, how does it feel to almost kill yourself?"

The same extremely familiar voice came into my ears.

Xiao Minghuang was stunned, and the extinguished look in his eyes lit up again little by little.

"Open your mouth."

Wu Meng walked closer and took a pill into his mouth.

Xiao Minghuang swallowed hard, his chest heaved violently, but the corners of his mouth gradually opened, as if he wanted to smile, but was choked and coughed again and again.

"Wu Meng..."

"Long time no see... If I had a choice... I really don't want to see you like this..."

"I don't mind."

Wu Meng said casually and turned to look around.

While the two were talking, the man in black suddenly came closer.

Its steps were ethereal and agile, bringing out several afterimages that surrounded Wu Meng like flowing water or moving clouds.

Xiao Minghuang took a deep breath: "Be careful, this is Qingyunliu Songbu..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Meng reached out and grabbed a figure from the countless afterimages, holding it by the throat like a chicken.

"What kind of step do you think this is?"

　I haven't been in good shape these past two days. I haven't saved the manuscript yet. I'll make some adjustments.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)