Chapter 182 Goodbye Murong

It turns out that the owner of this voice is none other than Murong Xuewei, who trapped Liang Yan and Ji Lai in the coffin that day!

"Isn't she dead?"

At this time, Liang Yan was full of doubts, but he didn't know who to ask. You must know that when everyone reunited at Simingshan Palace that day, there were clearly only nine people, and Murong Xuewei was nowhere to be seen.

And on those seven trial roads, if two people fight, one of them will die. Murong Xuewei clearly died on the trial roads a long time ago, so why is she here again now?

He was full of doubts, but Murong Xuewei in the guest room over there said impatiently: "I tell you guys, although I promised you, young master, to help set up this corpse poison formation, it doesn't mean that I have to do it myself. , I am only responsible for commanding, but you have to find someone to handle the specific matters!"

"Hehe, fellow Taoist Murong, don't worry. You just need to explain how to arrange this corpse poison formation. We will naturally send people to take care of those trivial matters. But for the key points, fellow Taoist Murong may need to be personally involved." Mr. Yan said slowly. came the voice.

"Hmph, the Corpse Poison Formation is no small matter. It cannot be set up by a few people at all. It requires at least the strength of more than ten monks. I advise you to start taking action now, otherwise it will delay your young master's important event. The girl is not responsible!"

"Haha, thank you Taoist Murong for reminding me, we will do it as soon as possible!" Yan Lao said haha.

"Anyway, that's all I have to say. Whether the formation is successful or not depends on your efficiency. However, I have agreed with your young master in advance that I will never fight during the siege of the Sword-casting Pavilion. I will only be responsible for arranging the formation. Corpse poison formation, but the reward is indispensable!"

"Since Fellow Daoist Murong has already reached an agreement with the young master, Yan will not talk too much, but you have to ensure that this corpse poison formation really has the effect you said it would."

"Hmph! This corpse poison formation is a secret technique passed down by our Murong family. Are you questioning our Murong family?"

When the people in the room heard "Murong family", they seemed to be slightly speechless. After a while, they heard Yan Lao Youyou say: "I can certainly trust the Murong family, but Miss Xuewei is still young and needs more care to ensure everything is safe." Bar?"

"Old man Yan, you don't have to mean what you say! I, Murong Xuewei, will be sure of setting up this corpse poison formation!"

Following this shout, the sound of the door slamming was heard from the opposite room.

After Murong Xuewei walked away, Hu Si asked in a low voice:

"Lao Yan. Is this Murong Xuewei too arrogant? She is just a demoted concubine of the Murong family, and she is so arrogant to us?"

"Hmph, she is just arrogant and ignorant. If I were not afraid of delaying the young master's affairs, I would have executed her on the spot."

Liang Yan listened in the room for a while and found that there was no useful information anymore. He immediately left and returned to Li Xiaosong's room.

"you are back!"

When Li Xiaosong saw him climbing through the window, he immediately jumped up from the table and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Liang Yan nodded and said: "The people in the room opposite are all the monks who besieged the sword-making pavilion this time."

"As expected!" Li Xiaosong showed an expression that he had already guessed, and then said: "How about we deal with them directly here?"

Liang Yan glanced at her and thought to himself: "Everyone is at the sixth or seventh level of Qi training, and that Mr. Yan has even reached the ninth level of Qi training. You only have so little cultivation, and you actually threaten to kill others on the spot! Come on! It’s not time for me to suffer.”

He coughed, shook his head and said: "Our first priority now is to reach the Sword-Forging Pavilion safely without causing trouble and exposing ourselves easily."

"Oh!" Li Xiaosong nodded boredly, but saw that Liang Yan had already stood up and put on his coir raincoat and bamboo hat neatly. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "Where are you going?"

"Going to meet an old friend." Liang Yan said and handed over her coir raincoat.

At night near Xiling Mountain, the heavy rain gradually stopped, leaving only sporadic raindrops, pattering in the night, making people feel upset.

On the ancient road, a woman in fur clothes was walking quickly. Strangely enough, although the raindrops were floating in the air, there was no trace of water on the woman's fur clothes.

However, after walking for a while, the woman suddenly stopped and said coldly: "Come out!"

As soon as she finished speaking, two people walked out of the woods nearby. The two men, one tall and one short, both wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, were standing silently in the middle of the ancient road.

"Who are you and why are you following this girl?" the woman in fur clothes asked sharply.

"Miss Murong, I haven't seen you for just a few months. I didn't expect you to come to Yue country." The tall figure reached out and took off his bamboo hat, revealing the face of a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"It's you, Liang Yan!" Murong Xuewei was a little surprised, then thought of something else, and then asked: "Who else is here? Why aren't you with me?"

"Young lady, you are joking. Brother Ji and I just met by chance, so how can we be inseparable?"

"Meet by chance?" Murong Xuewei raised the corner of her mouth and said with a sneer: "Would it be nice to meet by chance and go to the brothel together? Tell me honestly, has he also arrived in Yue Kingdom and is now hiding and not daring to see me?"

"What? Stinky-faced monster, have you ever visited a brothel?" Li Xiaosong took off his bamboo hat and said with surprise: "I heard from Sister Xiaomei that there are gathering places for big pig trotters. Are you special?" Do you like eating pig’s trotters?”

"Pfft!" Murong Xuewei couldn't help but laugh and said with a smile: "Liang Yan, where did you find such a living treasure?"

Liang Yan's face darkened, and he immediately changed the subject: "We said goodbye to Simingshan Palace that day. How did Miss Murong get out of trouble? Liang is very curious. Can the girl tell me something to clear up my doubts?"

When Murong Xuewei heard him mention the Siming Mountain Palace, she seemed to think of something, her face turned red for no reason, and she spat: "Don't come here with me for advice, that bastard, this girl will get angry when she thinks about it!"

Liang Yan saw her strange expression and mentioned Ji Lai without asking, thinking that this little girl must have been with Ji Lai at that time, but what happened in the middle was unknown.

The two were silent for a while, then Murong Xuewei suddenly said: "Why did you come to me? For the sake of getting acquainted, I would like to remind you that Xiling Mountain is now a troubled place. It's best to Leave quickly to avoid any trouble."

After hearing this, Liang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid Liang is already involved in the situation and can't just leave."

"What? Could it be you?" Murong Xuewei looked surprised.

"That's right! Liang has now joined the Yungang Sect, and the disciples of the Yungang Sect who came to Zhujian Pavilion this time are just me!"