Hearing what the junior sister said, Balong dissuaded him: "No, the young master just asked us to keep an eye on He Ping, but he didn't let us act rashly. If we take action now, when He Ping comes back from the hunting ceremony, he will definitely alert the snake, which may ruin the young master's important event!"
Frankly speaking, Balong's words do make sense. His character also tends to be mature and prudent. As long as Zhuo Mufeng has asked him to do something, he will definitely do it satisfactorily. But on the other hand, he lacks a bit of flexibility in adapting to changes.
Fang Xiaodie's character was exactly the opposite. In the past half month, she had been persuaded by her senior brother every time, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She said, "Senior brother, everything depends on the situation. Think about it, why does the young master let us keep an eye on him?"
Do you live in Heping?"
Balong replied: "Of course it's because He Ping is the prince's enemy."
Fang Xiaodie smiled and said: "That's right. He Ping secretly stole the sack from Qingsong Villa. Maybe the contents in the sack will be crucial to the young master! Now the young master is in the Canglang Mountains and cannot contact us. If
We are stubborn and rigid, and maybe we will miss the master's important event."
Upon hearing this, Barong opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute, but the calmness in his character still made him refuse: "Isn't this bad?"
"Brother~" Fang Xiaodie said anxiously: "What are you afraid of? Besides, even if we take action, He Ping will never think of the young master. It will also make him suspicious and help the young master's subsequent actions. You are so timid and worried,
Young Master will be very disappointed if he finds out."
Balong's expression changed, and he was obviously engaged in a battle between heaven and man. In his heart, he was persuaded by his junior sister, and he also knew that he had always been too conservative. In the past, Bao Jin said that he was not as capable as his junior sister, and he should listen more to his junior sister.
After repeatedly thinking about what his junior sister said and weighing the pros and cons of various interests, Balong hesitated to speak several times.
Until he saw the disappointment flashing in his junior sister's eyes, Balong was suddenly greatly stimulated, and finally gritted his teeth: "Okay, senior brother will accompany you for a while. If you mess up the young master's important matter, all the responsibilities will be borne by senior brother!"
Fang Xiaodie was very pleased and turned her gaze to Judo: "What nonsense the senior brother said was obviously my idea. If something goes wrong, you and I will handle it together."
The two looked at each other and smiled, their affection unspoken.
They did as they were told. In the past half a month, the two of them had already figured out the situation in the house. There were three masters guarding the house, one of whom had reached the Tianxing Ranking level.
Based on this, the two of them were even more certain that what was in the sack was of great importance. Otherwise, how could such great experts be used?
Ordinary people would never think of breaking into the house and taking away things. However, Barong and Fang Xiaodie were destined to the Wanhua Demonic Art and had been practicing hard for nearly two years. Their strength had already reached an otherworldly level.
Both of them used their skills, and the disturbances in the house fell on their five senses one by one. However, the three masters in the house were unable to detect their existence.
Whoosh!
Seeing the right moment, the two of them rushed out at the same time, and each other's internal strength formed a wonderful loop, making the two of them faster than ordinary people by a large margin. They were so fast that they didn't even have a shadow in the night.
The distance of tens of meters only took the blink of an eye.
Barong and Fang Xiaodie were still in mid-air, and they pushed forward with their palms in unison. The dark green poison turned into air arrows and shot out based on their body skills. They were like lightning and flint, unpredictable.
Two masters were guarding outside the house. They were both top-notch masters. They didn't expect someone to attack, and before they could react, they were shot by dark green arrows. They were suddenly exhausted and died instantly.
Before he fell to the ground, he was supported by Barong and Fang Xiaodie without making any sound.
Fortunately, the two of them practiced poison skills, otherwise even a great master of the same level as them would not be able to easily control the two of them without being noticed by the great master in the room.
Barong winked at Fang Xiaodie, and the two of them focused their attention at the same time, and their skills were raised to the limit in an instant. When they felt that their inner strength completely overlapped, the two of them had a clear understanding and rushed towards the house.
Boom!
The wooden door was smashed to pieces, but it did not impair the two's abnormal speed at all. The two dark green energy condensed into one, and the color also turned into dark green, so sticky that it seemed impossible to dissolve.
The big master in the room was sitting on the bed meditating. His reaction was not unpleasant. As soon as the wooden door was hit, he opened his eyes and made a gesture of resistance.
But the two people who attacked him practiced the complete version of Wanhua Demonic Art. They were invincible for an era thousands of years ago. How could their power be imagined by today's people?
The dark green Qi arrow suddenly melted in mid-air, turning the entire room into dark green in an instant. Like little snakes, the strands penetrated into the body of the great master on the bed, easily piercing through his Qi defense.
"ah……"
As soon as a low shout came out of his mouth, the man's vision went dark. The next moment, two overwhelming palm strikes came at him, directly shattering his consciousness.
Looking at the body that smashed the wall and rolled to the ground after flying out of the house, Barong and Fang Xiaodie looked at each other, seemingly not expecting it to be solved so easily.
This was the first time that they used the Ten Thousand Transformations Demonic Art to deal with an enemy. In order to ensure the success rate, they used all their strength from the beginning. But they did not really realize how powerful the Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Art was.
It is no exaggeration to say that even Zhuo Mufeng would not be able to kill three people as easily as the two of them.
Poison Kung Fu warriors and illusion martial arts warriors have always been the two most difficult types of people to deal with in the world. As for the Poison Kung Fu that has evolved through the Wanhua Demon Kung Fu, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best poison Kung Fu in the world, unless you encounter a monster like Zhuo Mufeng.
Otherwise, if masters of the same level meet Balong and Fang Xiaodie, they will basically be crushed, and there is no reason to argue.
It's just that the two of them don't know all this yet.
Barong urged: "Junior sister, don't be in a daze. It's important to get your things and leave."
Fang Xiaodie looked around and suddenly slapped the bed board with her palm. With a bang, the bed board fell apart and a passage appeared. Fang Xiaodie jumped in and soon rushed up with a woman in her arms.
Since the dark green poisonous gas had been eliminated, the woman in Fang Xiaodie's hands was not affected, she just fell asleep after her acupuncture points were tapped.
When Balong saw the woman's appearance, he was shocked and said, "Why is it her?" As Zhuo Mufeng's confidants, the two of them had certainly met Qin Keqing before.
Fang Xiaodie looked strange and said: "She is the thing in the sack. He Ping kidnapped this woman."
Barong wondered: "Why did He Ping kidnap her?"
Fang Xiaodie pondered for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "No! This Aunt Qin has an irreconcilable relationship with the young master. He Ping must want to use her to threaten the young master. By the way, He Ping also participated in the hunting ceremony..."
After saying this, Barong's face changed wildly, and he shouted: "Then what are you waiting for? You and I will rush to the Canglang Mountains quickly, otherwise something will change!"
At this moment, he was extremely angry at himself. It would have been better if he had listened to his junior sister earlier. If something happened to the young master because of the delay in this matter, he would be completely responsible for his death.
Seeing her senior brother's annoyance and regret, Fang Xiaodie didn't know how to comfort her. At the moment, she could only tell the young master the news as soon as possible, which might save the situation.
The two of them quickly returned to the inn and put Qin Keqing up. Then they started to use the Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Skills, connected their internal forces, and rushed towards the Canglang Mountains regardless of loss.
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In the main venue of the hunting ceremony, the bonfire is brightly lit, and the night is like day.
Tonight's celebration banquet was not as lively as previous ones due to the events during the day, but after a few glasses of wine and the courtiers' deliberate adjustment, the atmosphere finally gradually became more relaxed.
When the eunuch in charge began to roll call, announced the rankings of the ceremony, and was personally awarded by the Northern Qi Emperor, the scene finally became completely heated, and the discussion was filled with excitement.
The Emperor of Northern Qi's old face was red, and he seemed to have temporarily forgotten the unhappiness of the day. He personally gave wine to the prime minister's son who won the first place. Although the latter pretended to be calm, he could still tell that he was excited, and his body was shaking slightly under the spotlight.
trembling.
But there are a few people who don't pay attention to all this.
Su Zhilan was quietly looking at Zhuo Mufeng who was in a daze, with doubts on her face. The little princess sitting next to the Northern Qi Emperor peeked at Ling Wuxie, who was calm and composed, raising a cup and drinking lightly, with colorful eyes.
Yue Mingxi, who was on the left side of Ling Wuxie, had an unpredictable smile on his face and looked away from Zhuo Mufeng, as if he was expecting something.
The awards session ended, the monarchs and ministers drank and chatted, and the atmosphere reached its climax. Yue Mingxi took a deep breath, put down his wine glass, and suddenly stood up.
This stop was extremely unexpected, and with his identity placed there, the attention of those nearby was immediately attracted. Even the Emperor of Northern Qi was no exception, and asked with a smile: "Third Protector, do you have something important to report?"
Yue Mingxi cupped his hands and said: "To be honest with you, your Majesty, today our Northern Qi monarchs and ministers are gathered together, and the heroes from all the families are showing off their talents. It is really exciting. But Yue feels that this is not enough fun."
The Emperor of Northern Qi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh, does the Third Protector have any good suggestions?"
The two of them were of high status. When they saw them talking, everyone nearby stopped. The further away the people sat, the lower their status. Seeing this, they did not dare to make any mistakes and stopped talking.
Soon, the main venue became quiet, and only the voices of the Northern Qi Emperor and Yue Mingxi could be heard.
This was exactly what Yue Mingxi was pursuing, and he said loudly and passionately: "It makes Your Majesty laugh. Yue's proposal is not good at all. It is just for reference. This hunting ceremony can be said to be full of talents. It really makes Yue
Someone is full of expectations for the future of Northern Qi.
It’s just that the heroes of each family still show off their hunting skills the most, which is a bit regretful. According to Yi Yue, the ceremony is about to end, so it would be better to have a hearty martial arts contest, which can be regarded as leaving a good story for the ceremony.”
The Moko Sect is originally a political force. Although Yue Mingxi said this, everyone was shocked, but it was not incomprehensible. The Emperor of Northern Qi flashed his eyes and said with a smile: "Then according to the wishes of the three guardians, which two heroes do you want to appear?
"
Yue Mingxi laughed loudly, cupped his hands and said: "The Hunting Ceremony is a grand event in the Northern Qi Dynasty, so people who are idle are naturally not qualified. Yue proposed that I, the Holy Son of the Holy Cult, compete with Zhuo Mufeng, the first genius of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty!"