The changes are rising and falling, except for the Blue Blood Dragon King and the Red Eyebrow King, everyone else is still in a state of confusion. How come they are a sudden attack and hold Mr. Wen hostage?

Even Mrs. Huangfu and Huangfu Fei were the same. It turned out that this was the "master Qingyuan's "master plan"...

However, being able to forcibly hold Wen Hengshui between the two guardians was simply shocking!

As for the tricks that are not good, it is a trick to get out of it smoothly!

The blue blood dragon king's face was already so angry that the formation of the blue formation purple. As a half-step outdoor scene, he was defeated by the enlightened junior, but he also failed to protect the young master. If someone with a stronger self-esteem came, he would be afraid that he would be able to hit him and die in front of Mr. Xiyue.

If this kind of thing is spread, your reputation will definitely be ruined!

Although it may not have been a good reputation before, the difference is at least fearful and scary, but now it may turn into a joke!

He did not answer immediately, and subconsciously looked at Huangfu Fei and Mrs. Huangfu, as if he was thinking about taking them down while they were unprepared. In this way, there would be hostages in his hands and things would be much easier to handle.

But Meng Qi did not care about this, and said with a sigh of relief: "Does the Dragon King and the Sword King think I dare not kill me?"

"Anyway, Mrs. Huangfu and Miss Huangfu have no relatives and no reason, but they are just repaying the kindness of Master Huangfu. If there is any dissonance, I will definitely take care of myself first. At worst, I will kill the donor Wen and avenge them for them, and then slowly settle the accounts in the future."

While speaking, he signaled Huangfu Fei and Mrs. Huangfu to lean against him. At the same time, the tip of his sword pierced Wen Hengshui's neck, and a little blood was revealed in the wound. His leisurely tone was full of coldness that he did not take the lives of Wen Hengshui and Huangfu Fei and others seriously.

This made the eyes of the Blue Blood Dragon King and the Red Eyebrow Knife King split, but they were afraid of taking action. They were not afraid of taking action rashly, so they could only watch Huangfu Fei and Mrs. Huangfu pass by and hide behind Meng Qi.

They are all old people. They understand that Meng Qi may just be talking big, and may not ignore Huangfu Fei and the other two being killed. But they dare not bet on such things. After all, the hostages are the young master. If there is any mistake, they cannot afford to take responsibility for it and cannot take risks.

"Master Qingyuan, you must consider the consequences of forming a great revenge with our 'Moonland'." The Blue Blood Dragon King gritted his teeth and threatened.

At the same time, he made a secret gesture, signaling himself to delay time first, and the others quickly found an opportunity to notify Mr. Xiyue, asking him to intercept him halfway and kill the abominable Taoist priest in his palm!

As a strong man who has been famous for many years, he has a lot of experience in the world and has not paniced and does not know how to deal with it.

Meng Qi laughed and said, "If I were afraid of death, I would not come to Jushen Village. How could the Dragon King be afraid of it? I will prepare a carriage immediately. I don't want to meet Mr. Xiyue!"

His words revealed the intentions of the Blue Blood Dragon King.

At this time, Huangfu Fei went directly around the Blue Blood Dragon King and the Red Eyebrow Knife King, and ordered the servants who followed him to prepare the carriage and park it outside the village.

The servant was at a loss and looked at the Blue Blood Dragon King.

Meng Qi's left hand deepened and the sword tip penetrated a little more. It hurt so much that he sucked the cold air and couldn't speak. His throat sounded like he was afraid.

Blood dripped along the tip of the sword, crossed the vertical track, landed on the half-ice and half-snow in the darkness of the corridor, and bloomed a bright plum blossom.

The Blue Blood Dragon King was extremely angry and hated, but he did not dare to take risks with the young master's life. So he nodded to the servant.

"How long will it take?" Meng Qi asked Huangfu Fei.

"Hurry up, a quarter of an hour is enough." Huangfu Fei recalled his past experience.

So Meng Qi said to his servant: "After a quarter of an hour, if you fail to see a carriage at the entrance of the village, you will wait to collect the body."

The Blue Blood Dragon King's breathing became heavier, and he wanted to take action immediately. Finally, he held back. The Red Eyebrow King's eyebrows and beards were all wide open, as if he had chopped Meng Qi into his heart dozens or hundreds of times.

The two watched helplessly as Meng Qi held Wen Hengshui, protected Huangfu Fei and his daughter, and moved cautiously towards the entrance of Zhuangzi. On the way, they found an opportunity, quietly dispersed their men, sent out a signal, notifying Mr. Xiyue. At the same time, they also found that Qi Shaochong and other more loyal disciples of Jushenzhuang were nowhere to be found, and the same was true for Mrs. Red Line and Shentuo outside the Frontier.

Not long after leaving the village, the carriage slowly drove over, and the four horses pulled the carriage, all of which were good at running in the snow.

Meng Qi asked Huangfu Fei and Mrs. Huangfu to check the horse and vehicle first, then boarded the carriageman, drove the carriageman away, returned to the sheath of the long sword, and sat on the front of the car with Wen Hengshui, and walked around his neck with his left hand, driving the horse to run.

"Dragon King, King of Swords, don't send it. When you arrive at the safe place, I will untie the donor's acupoints and will not hurt his life. If you follow me, I will shine my eyes and I will feel bad. When I am in a bad mood, I will love to kill people." Meng Qi said loudly, threatening nakedly.

Thanks to many police and gangster films for giving me "enough" experience in hostages!

Of course, the most important point is that the hostages in their hands make them have to worry about them and have to be afraid of them, otherwise they will be ignored and directly surrounded and killed, so that the enemy will realize that it is useless when they hold the disciples of Yuezhi Township hostage in the future.

The Blue Blood Dragon King stopped and said with hatred: "Master Qingyuan, where will we meet in the world!"

"Haha, why do you have to know each other when we meet?" Meng Qi said in a pure habitual manner.

The carriage slowly accelerated, galloping on the snow, and in the snow field, it was covered by the vast white in a blink of an eye.

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At this time, there is a sled that may be faster... Meng Qi saw the snow on both sides retreating, and the forests appearing in the distance, and sighed.

Of course, if he directly took Mrs. Huangfu and Huangfu Fei to perform his light skills and run with all his strength, it would definitely be better than a sled, but it would be so difficult to last. After all, it would consume the energy and have a carriage to carry it. He could distinguish his mind and heal his wounds and face the things that followed. After weighing the trade-offs, it would be better if he did this.

The "Sheng Sword" was placed next to it. Meng Qi took out the healing pills from the six doors and took them. He did not relax the threat to Wen Hengshui, nor did he carelessly. He still released his spirits and sensed the surroundings to prevent the disciples who were good at lurking from suddenly approaching and suddenly rising up.

The winter is cold, the snow is vast, and wild animals are hard to see, but there are still a few people running for life. They hear the sound of horse hooves stepping on the snow. Looking back, they see a carriage passing by, and the driver is a Taoist priest in a broken hydration suit. He has a handsome face and a distinct temperament.

It turned out that such a person drove the car himself... They were quite puzzled. They seemed to think something had happened and the carriage was very dangerous.

The carriage ran past and rushed along the forest.

Along the way, Huangfu Fei knew that Meng Qi was going to heal, drive, and take the hostages, so he didn't say anything and distracted him from speaking. Instead, he waited patiently and believed that he could bring himself and his mother to a safe place.

Hearing that Hengshui's acupoints were stopped, he could only stare at Meng Qi with a hidden cold gaze, as if he could not eat his flesh and sleep with his skin.

The old god Meng Qi is here, focusing on treating the injuries, and calculated the time when Mr. Xiyue arrives based on the distance from the hometown of the moon.

After a while, I don’t know how far I ran, Meng Qi’s injury was not serious and his penis was revealed. He sensed the surroundings, and no trace of the disciples in the Moon Township were found.

Of course, it's just a disciple. If the Blue Blood Dragon King's half-step outdoor scene restrains his breath and relies on the secret method of lurking in the Moonland to follow him, he may not be able to sense it.

His mind turned around, grabbed the wound of the sky with his right hand, laughed loudly, and threw Wen Hengshui upwards:

"I heard that donor, don't need to give it to you!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly jumped out of the snow next to him, almost merging with the snow field. He rushed towards the carriage, and it was the Blue Blood Dragon King.

The cold wind lingered around him. The snow was stained with a layer of green green, and the horse was trembling all over. It was about to be frozen.

The palm force was erect, and ghosts cried and howled, as if they wanted to slap Meng Qi to death with one palm!

But suddenly a flash in front of his eyes, and the figure sitting in front of the carriage disappeared!

No, it was not disappearing, but when he jumped out, he had already been prepared to rise into the air and slashed at the young master who had not yet fallen from the air, like a goshawk pounced on a bird!

Meng Qi's spirit was restrained, and there was only the sword in his hand and Wen Hengshui in his eyes. The sword was as fast as thunder and lightning shining. He chased Wen Hengshui, who had not yet untied the acupoints, seemed to have not taken the life and death of Huangfu Fei and his daughter to heart, and was cold and terrible.

Young Master!

Wen Hengshui's life is ranked first. How could the Blue Blood Dragon King watch Meng Qi kill him with a knife? He slapped his left hand, folded his body, and also flew into the air. He hit Meng Qi's vest and let Huangfu Fei and his daughter go away.

It is difficult to change directions in the air. He believes that he can force Meng Qi to give up the attack and use a thousand-pound pendant to avoid it.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank violently, because the Taoist Qingyuan in front of him was like a big roc spreading his wings in the impossible and in the void without any leverage, changing directions and walking behind the young master, facing him, his Taoist robe sounded and his posture was endlessly free, relying on the Xu Lingfeng!

How is that possible?

He is not an outdoor location yet, how could he change direction in mid-air?

Such a change was completely beyond the expectations of the Blue Blood Dragon King. He had no choice but to watch Meng Qi's left-hand sword stab out.

After a moment of rushing, red fire seemed to emerge on the ground, melting a little snow, but the flame was not obvious because its power was restrained!

The sword light was beautiful, like a stunning geese, like a dragon, like an immortal flying from the sky, stabbing the blue blood dragon king's eyebrows with an indescribable stunning look.

A wisp of yin fire appeared silently on the soles of his feet, quickly burning the yin wind and ghost energy, and there were eight Tianlong fires between his eyebrows, burning their flowers, eliminating the evil spirits.

Meng Qi's intention is not to hear Hengshui, but to severely injure or even kill the Blue Blood Dragon King. In this way, he is not afraid of being decocted and hides his traces before Mr. Xiyue arrives!

Ah! The Blue Blood Dragon King let out a scream, and the whole body was filled with phosphorus fire, as if it had turned into a green torch. The surrounding wind was thick and dark, and his palms were slapped with an extremely feminine feeling.

Puff, the flames went out, the cold wind stopped, Meng Qi took advantage of the force to fly into the air, flew towards the carriage, and sat firmly in the coachman's position, which was exactly the same as before.

The horses were galloping, Meng Qi laughed loudly, and his voice spread far away:

"Thank you for sending me off!"

The Blue Blood Dragon King held Wen Hengshui and saw the carriage running towards the distance.

As soon as he fell down, his legs became weak and he almost knelt down. Blood flowed out of his chest, his face turned pale and his breath was faint.

He almost opened the tip of the sword before, allowing the sword to penetrate only through his right chest to avoid death. The external injuries seemed terrible, but in fact they were not serious. For a strong man like him, he could fight for another 300 rounds.

However, due to hasty response, there was no place to leverage the force in the air. Yin Fire and the Eight Heavenly Dragon Fire could not completely resist, burning the meridians and burning the soul. The internal injury was extremely serious. If the essence and blood were urged to chase him, it would be difficult for the other party to fight for his life!

Anyway, the young master has been saved... The Blue Blood Dragon King carried Wen Hengshui and watched the carriage disappear at the edge of the vast snow line. His eyes were cold and his expression was dark. There seemed to be Meng Qi's laughter echoing in his ears:
Chapter completed!