The Fallen: Demon Slayer

Three hours later

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer. In short, your identity is basically confirmed. No matter who you are, your strength is comparable to that of liupin martial arts master. There is not a big gap between you and me. Why do we have to hide it all the time? "

Nangong Lingxiao changes the way of inquiry and tries to find another way to get Mu Qing's identity.

MuQing is silent and ignores Nangong Lingxiao's temptation.

"Li Qing, above the sixth grade martial arts master, how to break through?"

Change the way of inquiry again, Nangong Lingxiao is not willing to be cheated by MuQing all the time. He must ask some clues.

Mu Qing frowned slightly and said flatly, "I'm not the sixth grade martial arts master. What's the use of asking me these questions?"

Still don't intend to say the real identity, MuQing completely immune to the south palace Lingxiao's trial.

Nangong Lingxiao is more curious. Combined with Gongsun Xue she has seen before, she constantly speculates who MuQing is.

"Elder martial sister Nangong, you are about to enter nanzhong area. Now you have to land. The barbarians in nanzhong area are powerful, and there are other small races. These tribes are forbidden to fly. We can't rush forward any more. "

Hu Ting and Zhao Jian pant to keep up, and quickly suggest Nangong Lingxiao to have a rest.

MuQing was not satisfied with this, but he still reduced the speed of flying.

"It's just a barbarian in nanzhong. What's so terrible about it? It's just a group of barbarians. Even their Wang is just as powerful as liupin martial arts master. It's not worth worrying about. It's the right thing to kill Zhu Yan. Don't waste too much time. " Mu Qing said flatly, but he was very proud.

Although Hu Ting and Zhao Jian don't like Mu Qing's seemingly "big boasting" behavior, they dare not retort. They all know Mu Qing's strength, and only one person can compete with the inner disciples' five element sword array, which is enough to show how strong he is.

Nangong Lingxiao sword slowed down, glanced at MuQing and said: "Li Qing, you are too impatient. It's not good. If you want to be quick, you will not be able to achieve it. You still need to be calm so that things can be done faster. I decided to have a rest today. My four younger martial brothers and sisters are tired. "

Hearing that Nangong Lingxiao directly decides to stop moving forward, MuQing has no way to propose to continue to the destination. Seeing Nangong Lingxiao's swords gradually fall, MuQing can only fall. When he is about to fall, he will take them back.

The edge of the sky has begun to glow, several clouds are red, the other side of the sky has become dark blue. From dark blue to crimson, the whole sky looks very fresh.

"Autumn is coming, and it's time to understand the sword technique." Nangong Lingxiao talks to himself. When he comes to the boulder, he jumps up and talks to himself.

Hu Ting and Zhao Jian take four younger martial brothers and sisters to collect branches and light a campfire for night lighting.

"Autumn is not a season to comprehend the meaning of the sword. The end of the sword is full of sadness. Your cold personality may be related to the understanding of the meaning of the sword in autumn."

MuQing began to tease and said with a smile.

Nangong Lingxiao disgruntled to scan MuQing, ignore his ridicule, just self-care to start breathing.

In the distance, a caravan came slowly, with more than a dozen adventurers carrying knives and guns.

After Hu Ting saw the caravan, she turned her head and looked at Zhao Jian, and they nodded one after another.

"Elder martial sister, there's a caravan coming over there. It doesn't look like a good citizen." Hu Ting gets up and goes to Nangong Lingxiao to ask.

Nangong Lingxiao didn't have any reaction. After two breaths, he said faintly: "don't provoke them. If they really have problems, they should deal with them according to the old rules. In addition, take Li Qing and let him know the unwritten rules of Shushan sword sect. "

Hu Ting and Zhao Jian immediately nodded and turned to signal MuQing to follow them.

When they face MuQing, their attitude is very good. They dare not have the slightest airs of elder martial brothers and sisters. They are just making friends with their peers.

"Unwritten rules? What else are the rules of Shushan sword sect that are unwritten? Are not the rules and regulations of Shushan sword sect the most strict outside Mu Qing smiles and can't help laughing.

Hu Ting and Zhao Jian can only smile awkwardly. Although Mu Qing's words are always wrong, they also agree with each other. There are too many rules of the Shushan sword sect, and the punishment is very strong. Any disciple will turn pale when talking about rules.

"Brother Li Qing is also right. It's just that those of us who are on the sunrise mission have encountered some special things and need to do things according to the rules. For example, if the caravan in front of us is doing legitimate business, we can't interfere. But if their business is a shady business, it needs to be handled according to unwritten rules. " Zhao Jian explained with a smile that he had great respect for MuQing.

After Mu Qing understood, he took out a sword and went to the caravan.

"I understand. If what they do is improper, I'll do whatever I want?"

Zhao Jian and Hu Ting are shocked to see MuQing walking directly to the caravan in the distance, but they don't dare to stop directly.

"Let him go. I just want to see Li Qing's strength. You just need to watch him hurt ordinary people. " Nangong Lingxiao slowly opens his mouth.

Hu Ting and Zhao Jian nodded together, feeling relaxed.

Elder martial sister Nangong has a very high voice in Shushan sword sect. Even if she makes mistakes on weekdays, no elder dares to blame and punish her. Now I'm away from home. One of Nangong's words represents the attitude of Shushan sword sect. Even if she did something imperfect, she would not be scolded by the elders.

MuQing goes to the caravan. Seeing that the caravan in front of him is full of experts in the world, he can't help feeling a little disgusted.

The tattoo means that these people have violated the law, and they are not decent when they are covered with carvings. The caravan, which has always been escorted by such adventurers, anyone thinks there is something wrong with it.

"Boy, who are you? If you get in the way again, I'll cut you down!"

The leader's guard carried the mace and went to MuQing.

MuQing looked at the caravan and saw a luxurious sedan chair. He understood that the owner of the caravan was sitting in the sedan chair.

"My name is Li Qing, a disciple of Shushan sword sect, coming out to do the task. Just after I saw you, I wanted to chat and wonder what goods you are transporting. " Mu Qing said while walking to the stone next to sit down, quietly observe the caravan carriage.

The guard with the mace is very angry. He thinks that MuQing is contemptuous of them, so he rushes forward with the mace.

"Smelly boy, he's just a sprout of Shushan sword sect. He's here to meddle in his business! Die for me

Wolf tooth stick condenses true Qi and smashes at Mu Qing's forehead.

"Really angry? These people are not experts in the world. They are also martial arts masters! " Hu Ting was shocked and cried out.

Zhao Jian also immediately pulled out his sword to guard against the caravan.

"If you have the courage to transport goods in the mountains, how can you do without the protection of some martial arts teachers? That person is the peak state of eight grade martial arts master, and his strength is not weak. " Nangong Lingxiao still closed his eyes, but told the real state of the caravan guard with the mace.

Hu Ting and Zhao Jian were even more shocked. They didn't expect that the caravan was so powerful. How precious will the goods transported be if we can invite eight grade martial arts masters as guards?

"Elder martial sister, Li Qing is alone..." Hu Ting was slightly worried and asked.

After all, MuQing is now one of the inner disciples. Hu Ting and Zhao Jian can't afford it if they are on the task. Moreover, the guard holding the mace is the eighth grade martial arts master, which has reached the average level of the inner disciples of Shushan sword sect.

Nangong Lingxiao didn't care about MuQing's safety at all. He said in a low voice: "you don't have to interfere. Li Qing also conceals the realm. Let me take this opportunity to observe. Li Qing, at least, is also a seven grade martial arts master. "

Hu Ting and Zhao Jian are surprised to hear Nangong's elder martial sister give MuQing such a high evaluation.

Qipin martial arts master, who is less than 20 years old, can defeat the Wuxing sword array of the inner disciples of Shushan sword sect with his sword sense. How can this talent not be envied and envied?

Mu Qing looked up, quietly watching the mace fall, and casually raised a finger.

Bang!

Mace hit on the fingers, Mu Qing gently force, directly like the mace bounce.

"Ah! So... Who are you? "

When the mace was shaken, the leader of the caravan guard was shocked and immediately pulled out his waist knife to guard against MuQing.

The guards immediately came to protect the caravan.

"Me? I just said that. I'm an inner disciple of Shushan sword sect. You said I was a tender seedling. How can I forget now? "

MuQing glanced at the people in front of him as if nothing had happened, very relaxed and natural.

But these guards began to retreat one after another, dare not rashly attack MuQing.

"What happened? Is someone in the way

Inside the sedan chair, a young man in green came out and swept MuQing with a feather fan.

The white complexion, ruddy lips, like a woman's palm, watery eyes... If it wasn't for the eyelashes of the young man in green, MuQing would definitely regard him as a woman disguised as a man.

"Zhang Shao, there is a disciple of Shushan sword sect blocking the way. What should we do?" The head of the guard immediately turned to ask.

"Oh? Who dares to stop Zhang Yanghe's caravan so wantonly? Are these disciples of Shushan sword sect not only in our eyes? " Zhang's son, Zhang Yanghe, was furious, as if an angry woman were roaring.

Mu Qing suddenly thinks of Lu Han and Xu Kun, the leader of Tianmen Mountain in Xuzhou. But even these two guys are not as feminine as Zhang Yanghe.

"What's your name? Get out of here if you don't want to die!" Zhang Yanghe angrily denounced Mu Qing, but this soft voice really has no deterrent force.

Mu Qing's face was expressionless. He just continued to observe the carriage behind him and asked, "what's in the car? Open it and have a look."

"Presumptuous! The younger generation of Shushan sword sect dare to be so arrogant. Zhang Shao, let me kill him! " The leader of the guard is very angry and mentions that he is ready to rush to MuQing.

Zhang Yanghe sneered, gently waved his hand, said: "take it to one side to deal with, don't let me see the disgusting smelly blood."

The head of the guard nodded, showed a fierce smile and rushed directly to MuQing.