Chapter 338 The Left-Way Evil Devil (Second Update)

The green mountains were covered with snow and the mountain roads were muddy. Meng Qi did not wait too long before entering Longyan Mountain. This was the border between the two states. There were not many strong people in the outer scene, and the deterrent effect was limited. If the monks behind the scenes were decisive in killing, the lineup of the assassins from the Bu Ren Building might be quite luxurious, which might not make them dare not act rashly. They might turn the assassination into an open attack.

Therefore, Meng Qi decided to speed up his pace and take advantage of the opportunity that there was only one red-level assassin on this route for the time being. He crossed Longyan Mountain and entered the territory of Qinzhou. It was not far from Shaolin, and the martial arts were strong. Many lay disciples from Shaolin had branches and leaves, and there were many strong people in the outer scene. There were also relatively more silver medals and green ribbons arranged by the Six Gates.

The number of assassins in the Bu Ren Building who were orange-level and above was limited. There were only a handful of people in each level, and even only one or two people in some levels. The world was so big and there were so many businesses. There were definitely no more than five fingers that could be used to deal with his little enlightenment period, and they could not afford the loss. At that time, the southern part of Qinzhou would pay attention, and they would retreat when they knew the difficulty.

All kinds of pros and cons flashed through Meng Qi's mind, prompting him to step into Longyan Mountain.

At this time, it was impossible for a strong man from outside to come out and directly protect him. First, there were few people like him who were chivalrous and righteous. He could only use the reward bonus, family and sect rewards as bait to let them follow secretly and wait for "prey". Second, Meng Qi also hoped that they would hide in the dark, because if the number of strong men was known by the Unkind Building, there would definitely be corresponding arrangements. On the contrary, the unknown would make them afraid to act rashly and not understand the opponent's situation, so they could not make targeted moves. For assassins, they would rather not do it.

Generally, when assassins take action, they must have roughly figured out the situation, which is the most vulnerable time for the target.

Cui Hao and others watched Meng Qi enter the mountain, pondered for a while, and actually followed him quietly. If they encountered red-level, orange-level and above assassins, they would definitely sit and watch, not risking their lives, but if it was a gold-level assassin, they would have to do chivalry and justice. As long as they killed one or two, they would immediately become famous.

Meng Qi was walking on the mountain path when he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind:

"Young man, please stay!"

Meng Qi held his sword horizontally to protect himself, turned his head and looked at them, but did not speak.

The leader was a chivalrous man in a fur coat, who clasped his fists and said, "The Nine Evil Paths can be killed by anyone. If you don't give up, we are willing to go with you to fight against the killers from the Unkind Building."

Meng Qi slashed with his sword, signaling them not to get close, and smiled in return, "My dear friends, the killers are good at hiding and changing their appearance. I would rather walk alone than be attacked by hidden arrows. If you are interested, follow me quietly and wait for the killers to appear before encircling them."

It seems that even if the gold-level killers set up a killing plan, they can't do anything to him. But as the saying goes, it's easy to dodge an open spear but hard to guard against a hidden arrow. If someone you trust and don't guard against suddenly attacks, you might get caught. I don't know how many masters have died at the hands of relatives, disciples, and friends who are not as good as themselves in martial arts!

The hero of Jianghu was a little embarrassed to be rejected, but Meng Qi was firm in his attitude, so he had no choice but to take a group of brothers into the forest by the road and follow quietly.

The birds were gone from the mountains, and the people were gone from the paths. Longyan Mountain seemed quiet and cold, but there were many skilled players hidden in the pine forest and the snow.

Meng Qi stepped on the snow, making a squeaking sound. He didn't bother to leave no trace, but just ran at full speed, trying to cross the forest as soon as possible.

The night fell, the clouds covered the moon, and the mountains were dark. From time to time, the roar of terrible monsters came out from the depths, echoing in the quiet and desolate air.

Meng Qi had been running for several days, slowing down his pace a little, taking out clean water and dry food from the mustard ring to replenish his physical strength, in case his body was too tired and his strength was not fully exerted.

He didn't make a fire to boil water, and hunted for food. One was that he was in a hurry, and the other was that he was afraid that the assassin was good at poison and could poison without anyone noticing. It was better to be assured of the clean water and dry food that had been prepared long ago.

A mountain temple appeared on the road ahead. It was well-maintained because it was a place for pedestrians to rest and take shelter from the rain. There were little flames inside, and the orange light was jumping, warming the winter night. People couldn't help but want to go in to warm themselves by the fire and rest their feet.

Who was inside... Meng Qi was about to pass the mountain temple and continue on his way.

"Sir, it's very cold on a winter night, and it's not easy to travel. Why don't you come in and rest?" A female voice suddenly came from the mountain temple.

The voice was soft and pleasant, as if a hand was scratching his heart. At the same time, Meng Qi seemed to be able to smell the aroma of food and powder inside, mixed with the fragrance of pine trees on the roadside, forming an indescribable smell.

The mountain walls were heavy and the forests were dense. This place naturally formed a shelter. Only a breeze could blow away the smell.

No, Meng Qi was alert and immediately found that the circulation of true energy had become difficult. If he was not careful, he would be in trouble!

He remained calm, took out the calming and poison-removing pill, covered his nose, and put it in his mouth. The medicinal power spread and entered his body. The poison was quickly eliminated and he returned to normal.

At this moment, a loud bang erupted, and the mountain road shook. Thick smoke filled the air. Someone had used countless thunder and lightning!

Then, a firework flew out of the mountain temple, shot into the sky, and exploded brilliantly!

"I have heard of Su Meng, the 'mad knife', for a long time. I saw him today, but he is nothing special." A male voice came from the corner in front, approaching quickly from far away.

He was of medium build, with no grass on his head, like a smooth boiled egg, thick eyebrows, deep eyes, slightly collapsed nose bridge, and thick lips.

The man was in his thirties, wearing a dark red robe, holding a blood-red long knife.

Meng Qi waited for the drug to completely dissolve, holding a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, without rushing to act, and said calmly: "The Fiery Demon? I didn't expect you to dare to get involved in this matter. Aren't you afraid of being besieged by the heroes and sent to the Six Gates to collect the reward? Or have you entered the Unkind Building?"

This man has a special appearance, Meng Qi recognized him at a glance. He is the Fiery Demon among the 19 demons of the Tianmen Gate, and his strength ranks among the top five demons!

He practiced the "Fiery Demon Knife", and his progress was not fast but his foundation was solid. Although he did not make it to the human list before the age of 35, he is now close to the heaven and man at the age of 40. There is plenty of time to break through to the external scene in the future. According to the evaluation of the Six Gates, his strength is in the top ten of the human list.

"I'm staying well in the Mietian Sect, why did I betray to the Buren Building? I accept money from others and help them get rid of disasters, but today I'm going to take your life!" The Fiery Demon laughed, and was also not in a hurry to take action, as if waiting for something, "As for the heroes? The many thunder blasters collected by Luojiao's 'Qing Sanren' have blown up the mountain road. They are coming over the mountain, I'm afraid they won't be able to see you off in time."

He spoke harshly and aggressively, and started a mental confrontation.

Luojiao's "Qing Sanren", Meng Qi was shocked, not only Mietian Sect was involved, but also someone from Luojiao came?

A green shadow walked up the mountain road behind, his steps were weak, as if floating on the ground, his face was thin and pale, as if he was suffering from internal injuries.

"Demon Shadow Cold Palm? You are actually Luojiao Sanren!" With the support of the intelligence of the Six Gates, Meng Qi also recognized the person who blocked the retreat.

The man who came was nicknamed "Demon Shadow Cold Palm". He was a well-known evil man in the left way. Seven or eight years ago, he had broken through the life and death barrier and became a half-step outer scene. However, the magic skills he practiced were extremely dangerous. Later, he went astray and barely saved his life, but his strength was greatly reduced, and he was left with internal injuries that were difficult to cure. Every time he injured someone with his palm, it was equivalent to self-injury. Therefore, he disappeared in recent years and rarely took action. Unexpectedly, he became the "Green Sanren" of Luojiao, or has always been?

"You should be honored to use your death to cure my internal injuries." The voice of the Green Sanren was vague and hoarse.

He was famous for his light skills. Before, no one noticed that he followed Meng Qi!

Just the "Flame Man Demon" was not easy to deal with. Add the "Green Sanren" and the poisoned woman in the temple. Meng Qi suddenly felt like Jiang Hengchuan facing Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and himself.

"Mr. Su, if you don't attack first, are you waiting for help from the outside scene near Longyan?" The woman in the temple came out, with her hair tied up in a bun, her lotus-colored long skirt fluttering, her appearance was beautiful, her smile was pretty, and there was a beauty mole on the corner of her mouth.

She held a jade flute in her left hand, and the green light flowed, attracting people's attention.

"Lin Biyu, the 'Falling Soul Flute'?" Meng Qi recognized her identity from the beauty mole and the jade flute.

She is also a master of the left way, good at sound skills and poisoning. She looks only in her early twenties, but in fact she is already over forty. With the nine-orifice cultivation, even if it is not as good as the Fiery Demon and the Green Sanren, the ability to attack and control remotely is also a headache!

This lineup is much stronger than the killing game in the city. Even if it is not as terrifying as the siege of Jiang Hengchuan by Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu, it is not much different.

"You should never have ruined the plan of Wenquxingjun and the others. To have this opportunity to kill Huodexingjun, there must be someone to act as a middleman." Lin Biyu said with a smile, "At present, Longyan City is in chaos. Although a yellow-level assassin and two red-level assassins cannot compete with the nearby scenes and are a step late, they have no chance to attack you directly, but it is enough to lure away the strong." There are yellow-level assassins, which is much stronger than the orange-level assassins that Meng Qi thought. The monk behind the scenes is really ruthless and decisive. He crushes with thunder. Fortunately, I handled it properly! Unexpectedly, the "Myth" organization has not yet resolved the old hatred. Although it did not come forward directly, it still took the opportunity to push the boat with the current? But where do they know about my whereabouts? On their revenge list, I will definitely not be ranked, and it is impossible for the top masters and above to pay attention to it. Could it be that the monk behind the scenes has a close relationship with "Myth"? Only this can explain...

"So there is no help for the time being." Meng Qi suddenly smiled, "I am waiting, you are probably waiting too, waiting for my poison to take effect, waiting for a stronger helper?"

Lin Biyu chuckled: "So you have such an outstanding antidote."

"Flame Demon" looked leisurely: "Yes, there is another red-level assassin coming over the mountain, you can't escape."

He admitted frankly, which put psychological pressure on Meng Qi, made him desperate, made him uneasy, and crushed him mentally. The fight between masters cannot tolerate any negligence.

Meng Qi's face was serious, looking at the long sword in front of him, and said calmly:

"It doesn't matter, I will kill you before he does!"

He took a step forward, full of momentum, like a sword out of its sheath, and shouted:

"If you want to kill me, at least one of you will be buried with me, who will come?"

Meng Qi's roar spread far away, and before he took action, he had pointed out the flaws of the other three people, shaking their confidence.

The three of them belong to different forces. It is difficult for them to trust each other when they join forces for the first time. They cannot cooperate with each other like Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu, and I. The delay in attacking and waiting for the red-level assassin are proof of this. As long as we grasp it properly and make good use of it, we are not without a chance of winning!

One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, and three monks have no water to drink!

A little late, sorry, I will ask for monthly tickets for the second update~