As the sky was getting light, Meng Qi walked into Maoling City leisurely in the morning light and exhaled the refreshing air.

He did not go back to the rented yard directly, but walked towards the alley with dragon locust trees, and could not slackewers one day!

When we arrived at the dragon locust tree, the old man with gray hair was already carving wood carvings, with a focused expression, as if the hand was the most sacred thing, and his attitude was so pious that many people had never achieved anything in their lives. Whether it was addicted or faith, they were not at all.

Meng Qi was clear-headed and sat under the dragon locust tree as usual. He watched the old man carving, without saying a word, and was as focused.

As the sky grew taller and the sky became brighter, the old man finally finished carving a wood carving, looked up at Meng Qi, and was slightly stunned: "Brother, are you okay?"

This is a greeting that I haven't seen each other for a long time. Meng Qi was stunned when he heard this, shocked and shocked. He could tell that it had actually been three months since he had passed?

"Everyone is well, and your strength has improved greatly." Meng Qi pondered for a moment, and was worried that the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation would be eliminated. He answered vaguely, without affirmation, nor denial.

The old man stretched his facial features with ordinary appearances and smiled and said, "It's good to make progress, it's good to make progress."

"I made another breakthrough in sword skills and finally mastered an external sword move." Meng Qi deliberately raised the topic.

If the old man he guessed was right, swordsmanship was something he dared to be interested in, and he was not aimless and had no discussion and deliberately leaned on this aspect, which would only cause disgust.

The old man put down the wood carving and carving knife, focused on chatting, and smiled and said, "Young people are so terrifying. When I practice swordsmanship, if I have 10% of your talent and progress, I will not be scolded by my teacher."

"But the younger generation does not have the concentration of the seniors, and it remains unchanged over the years. The path of cultivation, talent, fortune, and opportunities can make a person go faster and go further in the same time. But how long he can go depends on his hard work and concentration." Meng Qi answered sincerely.

The old man shook his head and said to himself: "I have always been stupid and can't be distracted from anything I do. Others can practice many sword techniques at once, but I can only practice one move to a very skillful move, and raise my hand to do it so that I can practice the next sword technique without interruption. Otherwise, I will lose sight of one thing and not be able to practice both moves. In other things, I am the same. If I am not as talented as others, I can only focus on concentration, work hard and work hard, and there is no other way to give up this."

While speaking, he touched a sword beside him, a long sword wrapped in a light black old sword sheath, with an ordinary style and an ordinary aura.

It was not until this time that Meng Qi discovered that there was this sword. He had completely ignored what was around the old man and focused on his concentration. When he recalled, he was quite surprised.

"Maybe the talent of seniors is to concentrate." Meng Qi sighed, "It would be great if juniors could be like seniors."

The old man shook his head again, with a slightly serious expression: "Those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die."

Meng Qi was shocked when he heard this. He vaguely touched something: "Thank you for your teachings."

"Concentration, hard work and hard work are acquired." The old man said again, picking up the carving knife and wooden blocks.

Seeing this, Meng Qi stood up and said goodbye.

Before the old man carved, he suddenly paused and pondered: "Brother, there is one thing that I don't know whether to talk or not."

"Senior, there is no need to worry." Meng Qi's heart was thrilled. Could it be that the incident of "Don't come and be fine" just now?

The old man looked at Meng Qi and thought quietly for a while: "Let's wait for the Jinshui tide to talk. Please ask the guy to come here at that time, so there will be no need to come again during this period."

"Yes, senior." Meng Qi bowed solemnly, with doubts, expectations, tension, and joy in his heart. No matter what, the relationship was closer.

The old man stopped talking and lowered his head to carve the wood carvings, focusing on his devotion.

Meng Qi quietly left the alley and returned to the small courtyard where he rented it, waiting for what might come today.

Normally, with foreign aid, he should be low-key and calm. When Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan arrived quietly, he acted with great fanfare. He was in the light and they were in the dark, so that all the people and Wenquxing knew what control meant, but he had been involved in the whirlpool. Sticking to keep a low-key and calm would only make people doubt that his friendship with Jiang Zhiwei was not a secret, and her current position was not a secret. As long as she had suspicion, it would not be difficult for Wang Siyuan to infer that Jiang Zhiwei came to help secretly.

Therefore, do whatever you should do, but you can't cause trouble and get into danger.

"Come on, come on, today's me is no longer the same as yesterday." Meng Qi thought so.

When it was noon, Meng Qi had just had lunch and was carrying his breath when he heard the knock on the door.

"Brother Jiang, have you been looking for Qiu Fei's whereabouts?" Meng Qi as soon as he entered the yard, he naturally felt that Jiang Hengchuan was outside the door. His unity with the surrounding heaven and earth was indeed a bit flawed, and Shangsheng was a little isolated. This may be why he never was able to achieve perfect unity between man and nature. Otherwise, even if he had initially adjusted the inner heaven and earth and had some sympathy with nature, he should not be able to distinguish it.

Jiang Hengchuan looked solemnly, looked around and closed the door casually: "Young Master Su, I'll find a clue."

His eyebrows were very thick, his facial features were ordinary, and his skin was like a farmer, as if he was part of nature, with its light and dust. But in nature, he was like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, and the greenest leaves on the trees were ultimately the most special of his peers, making people feel outstanding.

The world of Mengqi's inner world had not been adjusted before and felt it was not deep, so I just tasted it now.

Thinking of what Jiang Hengchuan said, "Training yourself hard is not to find a master", Meng Qi seems to be able to outline a truly arrogant heart.

Loneliness and pride are the real Jiang Hengchuan.

"Qiu Fei's clue?" Meng Qi's eyes lit up.

Jiang Hengchuan nodded: "Young Master Su, don't you think the previous incident was too coincidental?"

Because of his joint action several times, he changed his name.

"You mean Qiu Fei went to the hills outside the city for several consecutive days, as if waiting for us to discover?" Meng Qi suddenly realized that he had thought it was too coincidental before, but he subconsciously thought that Qiu Fei did this without any benefit to him and was only harmed by him.

"Yes, since it's a secret matter, there are many powerful people in the city, so naturally they can meet less frequently. It's best to talk about what should be discussed and discuss it in one exchange so as not to reveal their whereabouts." Jiang Hengchuan's eyes were deep, like a hunter.

Meng Qi held his breath and thought for a moment: "But what good is this for Qiu Fei? He ruined himself and almost implicated his family."

"It may not be that he did it on purpose. Maybe there is a reason why he had to go to the hills outside the city for several consecutive days." Jiang Hengchuan had long thought, "I followed this speculation and investigation and found that Qiu Fei had met people in the 'Milongyuan' of Tianzi No. 1 Casino these days, so I wanted to invite Mr. Su to visit You Shaohui, the real owner of Tianzi No. 1 Casino, and ask him who Qiu Fei met."

Meng Qi didn't hesitate much: "Okay."

You Shaohui, the brother-in-law of Ye Taoguang, the leader of the Dajiang Gang Zhengtang, has his own strength and is only able to barely rely on the accumulation of time and elixirs, but relying on his brother-in-law who is well-known on the ground list, he has made Tianzi No. 1 Casino so prosperous. Who in the world won’t sell him a little face?

Jiang Hengchuan was stunned when he heard this and smiled: "I haven't seen you overnight, Young Master Su seems to have more confidence."

Meng Qi smiled without saying a word, just shook his head.

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After waiting for a full hour, Meng Qi wanted to sit cross-legged and not waste time. You Shaohui sent the butler out and asked the two to come in to meet.

Seeing Jiang Hengchuan beside him calm and unconscious, without any impatience to wait, Meng Qi's evaluation of him became higher and higher. The top ten people on the list were indeed not worthy of being a false reputation.

"Young Master Su looked calm and without any anger at all being looked down upon. Jiang Mou admired him." Jiang Hengchuan also praised Meng Qi.

Meng Qi laughed: "Brother Jiang, let's not carry people in sedan chairs."

Following the butler, passing through the bustling and noisy hall of Tianzi No. 1 Casino, and through the private room for experts to gambling. Through a downward staircase, Meng Qi saw a ring where two skilled experts were boddled with good skills.

On the opposite side of the ring, there are protruding platforms with tables and chairs placed on them for people to watch and compete.

At present, the chair is empty, and there is only a middle-aged man who is fat and has no image to sit on. Both sides are protected by masters who breathe long and powerful.

"The Lord of Youfang..." Jiang Hengchuan called You Shaohui by the Lord of You because he was the Lord of the Gambling House.

You Shaohui's facial features are actually very good. If he doesn't gain weight, he will be considered a top-notch handsome man, but now he is so fat that he feels full of flesh on his face.

He raised his hand to interrupt Jiang Hengchuan's words, and he didn't even look at Meng Qi and the others: "What's the matter?"

It seems that in his eyes, warriors who have not made it to the ground list are not considered masters.

"I want to ask the owner about something. Who will Zhufengshang meet at Milongyuan during his lifetime?" Jiang Hengchuan was well-educated and did not get angry at all.

"Why should I tell you?" You Shaohui still didn't look at Meng Qi and the others.

As soon as he finished speaking, he thought about it, looked over and showed a playful smile: "I am a man who has no talent in martial arts. He is the most shameful young talents. You are all among the top people in the human list. I am increasingly disliked. Why not do this? You fight with my subordinates and perform your martial arts to me. If I can fight to my satisfaction, I will consider whether to tell you."

"Master Youfang, we are not an actor..." Jiang Hengchuan was interrupted by Meng Qi before he finished speaking.

He stepped forward and looked at You Shaohui leisurely: "Master You, I wonder which subordinate you are going to send?"

Jiang Hengchuan was supposed to stop him, but he opened his mouth but still didn't say anything.

You Shaohui laughed, as if he was proud, and pointed to the tall and thin man next to him: "Although the ghost shadow Ding Xiaofeng has never been on the list, he is only half a step away from opening the entrance to life and death, as long as you can..."

After introducing the master next to him, he suddenly saw a sword light lit up, like lightning and thunder, which was so fast that it was beyond imagination. As soon as he felt something, the long sword was already on his neck!

At this time, Ding Xiaofeng threw himself in front of him, and finally he was half a step slower. The sword of another master next to him was vigorous and forced to twist. He wiped Meng Qi's face and flew towards the opposite wall, making a sword mark.

"Master You Fang, we are not actors." Meng Qi looked at You Shaohui with a smile, "Within a few feet, your life is up to me, not to you."

His hand holding the knife was extremely calm, as if under the knife was not You Shaohui's neck, but a piece of wood. (To be continued...)

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