The green hills were covered with snow, and the mountain roads were muddy. Meng Qi did not wait too long before entering Longyan Mountain. This is the junction of the two states. There are not many strong people in the outdoor scene, and the deterrent effect is limited. The lineup may be quite luxurious, but it may not make them dare to act rashly, or they may turn assassination into open attack.
Therefore, Meng Qi decided to speed up his pace. Taking advantage of the fact that there was only one red-ranked assassin on this route, he crossed Longyan Mountain and entered the border of Qinzhou. It was not far from Shaolin, and the martial arts was strong. Many lay disciples from Shaolin, Kaizhi Scattered leaves, there are more strong exterior scenes, and there are relatively more silver medals and green ribbons arranged on the six doors.
The number of assassins at the orange level and above in Buren Building is limited, and there are only a handful of people in each level, and some levels even have only one or two people. It must be no more than five fingers, and they can't afford to lose. When the time comes, the southern part of Qinzhou will pay attention, and they will retreat in spite of difficulties.
All kinds of pros and cons flashed through Meng Qi's mind, prompting him to step into Longyan Mountain.
At this time, it is impossible for someone with a strong outside scene to come out to protect him directly. One is that there are few people who are like heroes and bravery, so they can only use rewards, family and martial arts rewards as bait to let them follow secretly and wait for "predation". The other is Meng Qi I also hope that they hide in the dark, because if Burenlou knows the number of strong people, there will be corresponding arrangements. On the contrary, the unknown will make them be cautious. If they don't know the opponent's situation, they will not be able to make targeted moves. I would rather not do it.
Generally, when an assassin makes a move, he must have roughly figured out the situation, and this is when the target is most vulnerable.
Cui Hao and the others watched Meng Qi enter the mountain, considered it for a while, and then quietly followed. If they encountered an assassin of red rank, orange rank or above, they would definitely sit on the sidelines and not put themselves in danger, but if it was an assassin of gold rank , maybe you have to be a chivalrous hero, as long as you kill one or two, you can immediately become famous.
Meng Qi was walking on the mountain road when he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind:
"Young man ahead stay!"
Meng Qi shielded himself with a saber, turned to look at them, and did not speak.
The leader was a gangster in a big fur, clasped his fists and said: "Everyone of the Nine Ways of Demons can get it and punish him. If the young hero does not give up, the inferiors are willing to walk with the young hero and fight against the killer of Burenlou together."
Meng Qi slashed his sword, motioned them not to approach, and returned the salute with a smile: "Heroes, killers are good at lurking and hiding, and changing their appearance. I would rather walk alone than have backstabbing around me. If you want to, just follow quietly. Wait until the killers appear, and then encircle them."
At present, it seems that even if a gold-rank killer lays out a killing plan, he can't do anything to him, but as the saying goes, it is easy to hide a hidden arrow and hard to defend against it. The master and the strong died at the hands of their relatives, disciples, and friends whose martial arts were not as good as their own!
It was a bit embarrassing to be rejected by high-ranking gangsters, but Meng Qi had a firm attitude, and he had no choice but to take a group of brothers into the forest by the side of the road and follow quietly.
Birds fly away in thousands of mountains, and people disappear in thousands of miles. Longyan Mountain looks quiet and cold, but in the pine forest and in the snow, there are many masters who have opened up.
Meng Qi stepped on the snow, making creaking noises. He didn't bother to leave no traces. He just drove at full speed and tried his best to cross the forest as soon as possible.
The night is coming, the clouds cover the moon, and the mountains are pitch black. From time to time, there are terrible roars of monsters emerging from the depths, echoing in the quiet and lonely sky.
Meng Qi has been running around for a few days, so he slowed down a bit, took out water and dry food from the mustard ring, and replenished his energy, in case his body was too exhausted and his strength was not fully developed.
He didn't make a fire to boil water, and hunted for food. First, he was in a hurry, and second, he was afraid that assassins would be good at poison and poison them without anyone noticing. It was better to rest assured of the clean water and dry food that he had prepared long ago.
A mountain temple appeared beside the road ahead. It was neatly repaired for pedestrians to rest and shelter from the rain. There were little fires seeping inside, jumping orange and red, warming the winter night.
I don't know who is insideMeng Qi is about to cross the mountain temple and continue on his way.
"Young master, the winter night is extremely cold and the journey is not easy. Why don't you come in and have a rest?" Suddenly a female voice came from the mountain temple.
The voice was soft and melodious, as if a hand was scratching his heart. At the same time, Meng Qi seemed to be able to smell the smell of food and powder inside, mixed with the fragrance of pine trees beside the road, forming an indescribable smell.
The mountain walls are heavy and the forest is dense. This place naturally forms a shelter from the wind. Only the breeze blows by, and it is difficult to blow away this smell.
That's not right, Meng Qi became alert, and suddenly found that the circulation of zhenqi had become difficult, so he did it in a moment of inattention!
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"It turns out that there is no help for the time being." Meng Qi suddenly smiled, "I am waiting, and you are probably waiting too, waiting for me to be poisoned, waiting for a stronger helper?"
Lin Biyu chuckled, "So you have such an outstanding antidote."
"Blame Demon" has a leisurely expression: "Yes, there is another red-rank assassin coming over the mountain, you can't escape."
He frankly admitted that it put Meng Qi under psychological pressure, made him despair, made him uneasy, and mentally crushed him, and the competition between masters did not tolerate any negligence.
Meng Qi straightened his face, looked at the sword in front of him, and said calmly:
"It's okay, just kill you all before he does!"
He took a step forward, full of momentum, like a knife out of its sheath, and said loudly:
"If you want to kill me, at least one of you will be buried with you. Who will come?"
Meng Qi shouted far away, and before he made a move, he pointed at the flaws of the three opponents, shaking their confidence.
The three of them belonged to different forces, and it was the first time they joined forces, so it was difficult for them to trust each other, and they couldn't cooperate like they did with Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu. Just now, they postponed their attacks and looked after themselves, waiting for the red-ranked assassins is a clear proof. Point, it's not that I have no chance of winning!
One monk carried water to drink, two monks carried water to drink, and three monks had no water to drink! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com