A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, like a god, came from a distance through the sky. His rolling power was like God's will, shocking people's hearts.
Seeing that Song Qingshu was fine, Song Yuanqiao breathed a sigh of relief, and his terrifying aura slowly restrained itself and fell in front of the two of them.
"Seventh Junior Brother, because of Qingshu's matter, your years of hiding have been ruined!" Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Cuishan with shame on his face.
Zhang Cuishan smiled slightly and said: "Compared to Qingshu's safety, other things seem insignificant!"
Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said nothing. Then he looked at Song Qingshu and said coldly: "Are you in trouble again? Otherwise, how could you be pursued?"
Song Qingshu looked innocent. Until now, he didn't know why Ye Feng wanted to chase him. However, he also had a guess in his heart, but he didn't tell Song Yuanqiao.
"Elder brother, let's leave here first and then talk!"
"good!"
Song Yuanqiao glared at Song Qingshu fiercely, then waved his right hand and directly broke through the void, rolled up the two of them, and disappeared in place.
Although Wudang Mountain is thousands of miles away from the uninhabited area of the capital, it can be teleported through space folding. It only took Song Yuanqiao half an hour to arrive.
Inside a Taoist temple on the outskirts of the capital, Song Yuanqiao chatted with Zhang Cuishan for nearly an hour before calling Song Qingshu who was waiting outside.
"Elder brother, I'll leave first!"
"Well, be careful. If it doesn't work, forget it!"
"I know!" After saying this, Zhang Cuishan nodded to Song Qingshu and walked outside.
As Zhang Cuishan left, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but have a hint of worry on his face. He looked at Song Qingshu and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Dad, I seem to be cursed!"
"What?" Song Yuanqiao's expression darkened, and he quickly raised his hand and put it on the opponent's shoulder, and a roll of spiritual power poured in.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Song Yuanqiao raised his eyebrows, raised one hand, and drew a symbol in the air.
Under Song Qingshu's nervous eyes, mysterious runes were hidden in his body.
After a while, Song Yuanqiao frowned and said, "My father didn't find any curse in your body!"
"No way, I must be cursed!"
Facing Song Qingshu's affirmative gaze, Song Yuanqiao's expression became even gloomier, and he said: "There are countless curses in the world, and it is impossible for me to know them all. You can follow me back to Wudang Mountain later."
"Yeah!" Song Qingshu nodded quickly and immediately asked, "Dad, why is Uncle Qi in the Money Gang?"
Song Qingshu was wondering why one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, the most powerful man in the middle stage of the Yangshen Realm, was lurking in the mere Money Gang.
"Don't ask about this!"
"oh!"
Rolling his eyes, Song Qingshu recalled Ye Feng's previous words and couldn't help but ask, "Dad, do you know about the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword?"
"How do you know these things?" A look of astonishment appeared on Song Yuanqiao's face.
Looking at Song Yuanqiao's expression, Song Qingshu was sure that the other party knew about Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber, and he was even more curious, "I heard about it accidentally too!"
"I heard it accidentally?" Seeing Song Qingshu's eyes twinkling, Song Yuanqiao naturally didn't believe it, but he didn't ask further. After all, everyone has secrets.
After pondering for a moment, Song Yuanqiao whispered: "Your seventh uncle is lurking in the Money Gang just for the Dragon Slaying Sword!"
"ah?"
"According to legend, the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Knife are both earth-grade artifacts, and they involve a shocking secret. As long as you master both, you can break through the realm of the Yangshen. The Yitian Sword has always been in the hands of the ancestor Guoxiang of Emei, and as for the Dragon-Slaying Knife,
It is rumored that it was acquired by the Persian Golden Retriever Lion King and later stolen by his apprentice Cheng Kun. Shangguan Jinhong and Cheng Kun are sworn brothers, so your seventh uncle lurks in the Money Gang!"
After listening to Song Yuanqiao's explanation, Song Qingshu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he thought, "In this case, if I spread the news of the appearance of the Dragon Saber in the capital to the ears of Master Miejie, she will definitely come. Maybe she will come.
, Junior Sister Zhiruo will also follow..."
"Qingshu, are you okay?" Song Yuanqiao frowned and asked as Song Qingshu suddenly fell into deep thought.
"No, it's okay!"
Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "Dad, I don't think I can leave here for the time being."
"Why?"
"I haven't settled the matter at Wansong Villa yet!"
"I will send others to take over Wansong Villa!"
"No!" Song Qingshu quickly refused and said, "Dad, if you really do this, your fellow sect members will definitely be dissatisfied and say that if I encounter a problem, it's up to you to solve it!"
…
Just when Song Qingshu was trying his best to stay, Ye Feng appeared like a ghost in the Money Gang.
"Crunch!"
The door was pushed open, and Shangguan Jinhong, who was sitting on the chair, slowly raised his head. When he saw Ye Feng walking in slowly, his eyes shone with light.
"Are you here for the news about Cheng Kun?" Shangguan Jinhong stood up slowly, looked directly at Ye Feng whose face was covered by black mist, and said, "Although Cheng Kun and I are sworn brothers, we have been together for more than twenty years.
No contact!"
Ye Feng, who had just entered the room, was slightly stunned. Listening to Shangguan Jinhong's explanation, he muttered in his heart, "Cheng Kun? Which Cheng Kun?"
Seeing that Ye Feng remained silent, Shangguan Jinhong showed a hint of helplessness on his face and said: "If I had known that Cheng Kun would bring me so much trouble, I would not have sworn sworn relationship with him in the first place. Zhang Cuishan, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and
Your Excellency, I, Shangguan Jinhong, are not someone I can offend, so there is no need for me to deceive you!"
Ye Feng had an idea. The Cheng Kun that Shangguan Jinhong was talking about couldn't be the Golden Retriever Lion King's disciple, Thunder Hand Cheng Kun, right?
Seeing the wry smile on Shangguan Jinhong's face, Ye Feng had countless thoughts passing through his mind and said coldly, "If there is no definite information, will Zhang Cuishan be lurking in the Money Gang?"
Hearing Ye Feng speak, the look of helplessness on Shangguan Jinhong's face became more intense, and he said: "This is what's weird about me. Cheng Kun really hasn't contacted me for more than 20 years. Zhang Cuishan has hidden the money gang for many years. He must have heard it.
What's the news?"
"Are you sure you don't know the news about Cheng Kun?"
"I really don't know!"
"All right!"
"ah!!!"
Suddenly, Shangguan Jinhong screamed and rolled to the ground, his exposed skin turned crimson, and drops of bright red blood spurted out from his pores.
Shangguan Jinhong felt that his body was being cut by small knives, not only his flesh and blood, but also his soul.
Ye Feng sat on the sofa and looked at Shangguan Jinhong who was screaming and his whole body was soaked in blood.
"I, I really, really don't know..." Shangguan Jinhong's face was ferocious and twisted, and his voice was hoarse and he spoke intermittently.
Looking down at the twitching Shangguan Jinhong, Ye Feng said lightly: "If you really don't know, then you can only die!"
