Chapter 745: The Golden Horde Spy (Third Update, Please Vote)

Shijiabao is not a famous family that has been passed down for many generations. To be precise, it is precisely because of Shi Tianqi, a martial arts master, that the current situation has gradually come. The foundation is not deep, and the elders are not strong. When the owner of the fort suddenly suffered, everyone seemed panicked and helpless, noisy and chaotic. Ling Yue who appeared at this time was naturally regarded as a life-saving straw by them.

"Does anyone in the fort know why your father went out?" Ling Yue has been in the martial arts world for many years, and after going through countless hardships, he sorted out the clues after overcoming the initial shock and grief, and asked Shi Xiaodang and Shi Xiaoxiu the most critical question.

Meng Qi put his sword in the mustard ring, his hands naturally hung down, and the whole person stood beside him like a pine tree, without interrupting, and listened quietly.

The Shi family has no relatives or friends, so it is not worth spending too much energy on them, but if they can find out the problem, they don't mind helping out. After all, everyone in the martial arts world knows that "Crazy Knife" Su Meng has always been chivalrous and courageous!

Shi Xiaodang and Shi Xiaoxiu looked at each other and shook their heads sadly: "After nightfall, we asked Butler Zhou and the servants and maids who served my father. They only knew that my father left the study in a hurry at dusk, with a serious face, and left the castle in the blink of an eye." Butler Zhou and others behind him nodded one after another to testify for the two young masters. Ling Yue sighed and said, "In fact, the old beggar and your father will have a life-and-death battle tonight to impact the second level of the ladder. Young Master Su is the witness. However, he waited for half a night but still did not see your father, so he came to the door." Hearing the first half of the sentence, Shi Xiaoxiu and Shi Xiaodang's faces turned pale. Could it be that their father died under Uncle Ling's stick? They fought a life-and-death battle, and there were witnesses. They must have signed a corresponding contract. It would be impossible to ask for revenge openly. After hearing this, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the heroic and calm Meng Qi, and hurriedly said: "Could it be that my father hurried out just to keep the appointment with my uncle, and was assassinated on the way?"

They had seen Meng Qi's image in Changle, and they could initially confirm that the person in front of them was real, and the "Crazy Blade" Su Meng was famous for his chivalry. Even if he was slandered by the evil demons, "Chu Yang Zhenxian" had clarified it with all his strength. With his testimony, there should be no doubt that my father did not keep the appointment.

Ling Yue shook his head and said: "The old beggar met Su Shaoxia by chance, and then asked him to be a witness. The person who assassinated your father could not have known about this in advance. Why didn't he wait until your father and the old beggar were both injured before taking action to reduce the danger and increase the possibility of success?"

The role of the witness is first, he is highly respected, and his words are weighty and believed by people. Second, it prevents people from using despicable means in the fight of life and death, such as ambushing helpers, and third, it prevents people from taking advantage of the fire and robbing.

"And your father is not someone who does things without explanation. This is a life-and-death agreement. He must have left you a few words before leaving. He left in such a hurry, he must have something else important." Ling Yue judged.

At this point, he said seriously: "The old beggar made an agreement with your father. If I die in the life-and-death battle, he will treat my disciples as his own. If he dies, the affairs of Shijiabao will be the affairs of the old beggar. He will go through fire and water, and survive at the risk of his life. Although the life-and-death battle has failed, the old beggar will also take full responsibility."

This sentence greatly stabilized the hearts of the people in Shijiabao. Shi Xiaoxiu, who was forcing herself to support herself, immediately shed tears and cried miserably.

Meng Qi, wearing a green shirt, had a calmness that resembled someone who had been teaching the Tao Te Ching for days. He suddenly spoke: "From the current situation, the Lord of Shibao is not going to a life-and-death appointment. If he had already arranged something, he would not have set the duel date today, because after finishing other things, can he still keep his body and mind in peak condition? Obviously not."

"In other words, something unexpected happened to make him leave the fort. Since it was an unexpected event, how was it communicated to him? Following this line of thought, we should be able to find some clues."

Because of concern, Ling Yue, Butler Zhou and others were not naive people who had just entered the martial arts world. They should have thought of this aspect earlier, but they had been entangled in whether Shi Tianqi had left any words or notes. Now that Meng Qi had explained it clearly, they immediately realized it.

Housekeeper Zhou exclaimed: "After dinner, I seemed to hear the sound of birds singing from the study. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now I think it might be a secret letter!"

Shi Xiaodang and his sister were very excited. They turned around and ran to Shi Tianqi's study. Ling Yue followed closely with a serious face, and Meng Qi followed slowly.

Shi Tianqi's study was very neat and tidy. The pens, inkstones, and books were neatly arranged in categories, showing the owner's meticulous and clutter-averse personality.

This kind of person will not put things randomly. They will definitely be where they should be... Meng Qi made this judgment after just a glance.

Because of this, Shi Xiaoxiu had only looked for the place where Shi Tianqi usually pressed the message slips before, and did not look too much in other places. Now he walked to a bookshelf, opened the secret door, took out the secret reports that were placed in chronological order, and pulled out the last one.

That letter could not be called a letter, but a small piece of paper as wide as an index finger, with an eagle, a golden tent, and a wolf with a broken tail drawn on it. The three figures overlapped each other in a strange way, which was extremely difficult to imitate, and looked like a child's random graffiti. In addition, there were only three words on the paper: "Fallen Soul Stream".

"Fallen Soul Stream?" Shi Xiaodang turned around suddenly, his eyes red.

The terrain of the Fallen Soul Stream was steep and the scenery was beautiful. It was only two or three hundred miles away from Shijiabao, and he was quite familiar with it!

"Wait." Ling Yue stretched out his hand to stop him, and then pointed at the strange picture and asked, "Is this a secret sign?"

Shi Xiaodang and Shi Xiaoxiu shook their heads blankly, only Butler Zhou took a breath and said: "Lone Wolf!"

"Lone Wolf?" Meng Qi thought of the grassland when he heard the name, not to mention the eagle and the golden tent on it.

Steward Zhou gritted his teeth and said, "Only the fortress lord and I know this matter, which is one of the secrets of the fortress."

"The fortress lord has a close relationship with the Changle Gao family, Huamei Mountain Villa and other aristocratic families. He has always helped them to find out the secrets of the grassland during the exchange. Later, he secretly cultivated a grassland orphan and sent him to the golden tent through other people. Because we provided information, he made many merits and won the trust of Guerduo. This superimposed pattern of the tailless wolf, the golden tent and the eagle is his secret sign."

The trusted Golden Tent spy suddenly left the grassland and returned to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The information he brought must be very important and urgent, and he couldn't wait for the normal process... No wonder Shi Tianqi's face was solemn, he was in a hurry, and he didn't leave a word! Meng Qi thought.

Ling Yue was famous for his resistance to the grassland. He didn't dare to delay any longer. He rolled up Steward Zhou and flew to Luohun Gorge.

Meng Qi had been repeatedly favored by Huamei Mountain Villa and Chunyang Sect, and his brother Doubi was a member of the Northern Zhou royal family. Hearing that it was related to the grassland, he felt obliged to follow him to Luohun Gorge.

The Shi brothers and sisters were just beginning to understand, so they had no choice but to ask an elder from the outside to take them with them.

Luohun Gorge was not far away. Not long after, Meng Qi and others flew over the sky and saw a stream splitting the mountain range, rushing like a waterfall, stirring up mist, hazy and like a fairyland.

With his wisdom eyes open, Meng Qi looked down from a high place and found traces with a casual glance, and landed immediately.

This was a forest beside the stream. Now, with a certain point as the center of the circle, there were signs of large-scale tree death, and at that point, there were two corpses.

"Fort Lord!" Steward Zhou looked at it intently and shouted sadly.

Ling Yue's eyes were slightly red, his eyes were sad, and he walked to a corpse. He fell to the ground, wearing a black robe with a special texture, obviously a treasure-level protective gear, and there was a thin wound on the back of his head.

The corpse turned over, and the Shi family brothers and sisters who had just arrived burst into tears. It was Shi Tianqi. There were no other wounds on his body, only the one behind his head!

Ling Yue was pondering when he saw Meng Qi coming over. He squatted down to take a closer look and asked expectantly: "Did you gain anything?"

"Killed with one sword, the sword energy burst was very well controlled, just destroyed the soul, crushed the brain, but did not spread out. For the killer, this consumption is the lowest, leaving room for prevention of mutations." Meng Qi said as he looked, "With the killer's strength, if the sword energy is completely exploded, it is enough to destroy the surrounding mountains, not to mention the corpse, but he did not do so, and the battle robe, treasured weapons, and mustard ring of the Lord of the Stone Castle are all there, which means that the killer fled far away immediately after the attack, and did not do anything unnecessary."

"This is the purest assassin, an assassin who can overcome greed."

Ling Yue's face changed suddenly: "The Qingjie or Blue-level assassins of the Bu Ren Building came just to silence people!"

Qingjie or Blue-level assassins of the Bu Ren Building? Shi Xiaoxiu's body shook, and he almost fainted.

Seeking revenge on Bu Ren Lou? It seems that no one has ever succeeded!

The corpse next to him had a distinct grassland face, which should be the Golden Tent spy. However, his body had been completely shredded by the sword energy. With a light touch, it turned into ashes without leaving any trace. If there had not been no wind here just now, Meng Qi and others would not have seen this body!

This is not because the assassin is not pure and professional, but it must be the employer's request to destroy the body!

"It is conceivable that the Qing-level and Blue-level assassins of Bu Ren Lou can be invited. The importance of the information can be imagined." Meng Qi frowned slightly. Now it seems that the clue has been cut off.

Shi Xiaodang and Shi Xiaoxiu opened the mustard ring and found nothing related. They had to put away their father's treasured weapon and picked up his body. They said with a sad expression: "I don't know who found Bu Ren Lou..."

It is 80% to 90% likely to be the Golden Tent, which is more dangerous than Bu Ren Lou... Meng Qi sighed, wondering what exactly is brewing in the grassland?

It's a pity that the clue has been cut off!

At this moment, Meng Qi had a premonition and suddenly closed his eyes. He felt that there seemed to be a shadow hidden in the depths of the mist, a shadow whose position was difficult to accurately detect. He was quietly spying on himself and others, patiently, attentive, and terrifying!

Blue-level assassin from Bu Ren Building? This thought suddenly emerged in Meng Qi's mind. He didn't even have time to take out his sword. He used his palm instead of a weapon and was fully alert.

The shadow seemed to have sensed Meng Qi's perception, and retreated slightly and disappeared into the mountain stream.

"Young Master Su?" Ling Yue, Shi Xiaoxiu and others were stunned by Meng Qi's reaction.

Meng Qi exhaled and said in a deep voice: "The blue-level and blue-level assassins from Bu Ren Building are still nearby."

He paused, and said solemnly:

"It means that there are still clues that have not been erased!"

The third update is here, and I'm asking for recommendation votes on Monday!