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The hairy moon shines over the morgue.

The ghostly atmosphere in the morgue became stronger and stronger. A corpse suddenly opened its eyes and then raised its hand.

Hu Weiyong.

The real Hu Weiyong.

He did fake his death and escaped, but he did not escape along the secret passage. Instead, he stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Both the mask and the secret passage were deliberately exposed.

The golden cicada sheds its shell, hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, it is dark under the lamp.

Ever since he discovered that Zhu Yuanzhang had raised the butcher's knife, he had been thinking about how to arrange a retreat. The normal retreat would definitely be cut off by Zhu Yuanzhang, and it must be deviant enough.

Only deviant ways of escaping, and only desperate adventures, can you have a chance to escape.

He took drugs to simulate death, making himself no different from a dead person, and Zhu Xiawu also felt that he was dead.

During this period, Hu Weiyong lost breathing, lost consciousness, and had no defense against the outside world. If he was cremated or quartered, he would really lose his life.

Fortunately, he won the bet.

He has a chance to escape!

The morgue is his real backbone!

Even Liu Bowen and Xu Ruowu would not have thought that Hu Weiyong would use the morgue as a backup.

How did Hu Weiyong wake up?

He wrapped the antidote in thick sheep intestines and swallowed it. He was pretending to be dead, not really dead. The body would digest the food. As the sheep intestines digested, the antidote would be released, and he would follow. wake up.

In order to prevent his limbs from becoming weak after waking up, he took a Shaolin Dahuan Dan in the same way.

Under the influence of the Dahuan Dan, although Hu Weiyong experienced life and death, his body was extremely healthy, without any weakness, and he was able to take the next step quickly.

The first is to dispose of the body.

He had long bribed officials from the Ministry of Justice to prepare an identical corpse in the morgue. To be precise, Hu Weiyong was disguised after this person's face.

He wore two disguise masks. Jia Ting took off the outer layer, while the inner layer was firmly attached to his face. It could only be removed by applying a special potion.

After replacing the body, Hu Weiyong put on his night clothes, quickly sneaked into the official's home, killed and silenced him, destroyed the body and disappeared, and then fled.

"Snapped!"

The tea cup hit Zhu Fan's head.

"That's what you do!"

"Have you done your job with all your heart?"

“Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?”

"I can tolerate these things by eliminating dissidents and reaping benefits, but you can't be too incompetent."

"Three days, you have three days. If you can't find Hu Weiyong in three days, leave this matter to your second brother!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Fan angrily and said the most unacceptable punishment for Zhu Fan.

Among the many princes of the Ming Dynasty, the one whom Zhu Fan dissatisfied the most was not his eldest brother Zhu Biao, nor his fourth brother Zhu Di, but his second brother Zhu Xi. He could lose to Zhu Biao and Zhu Di, but he could not lose to Zhu Xi, and he could not lose to Zhu Xi even if he died. .

Zhu Fan's fiefdom is in Guanzhong, but he recently returned to Jinling to report on his work. Originally, Zhu Fan felt very happy and asked his second brother to take a good look at his abilities. Unexpectedly, he made his second brother laugh and pick on his own mistakes.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

This matter must not be left to Zhu Xi!

Zhu Fan immediately mobilized his forces and desperately searched for Hu Weiyong. Half an hour after he assigned his masters, Zhu Yuanzhang got the exact information and sighed helplessly.

The human heart is made of flesh.

No matter how domineering Zhu Yuanzhang is, he will not purely use his son as a tool. He can pave the way for future generations, but they must know how to advance and retreat.

Zhu Fan has been very confused recently.

Time to tap!

It should be beaten hard several times.

By the way, I also gave Zhu Xi a few beatings.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt itchy on his back, scratched it with Wanhua Ruyi, and then put down Wanhua Ruyi.

"Hu Weiyong still has some abilities. This guy can run fast enough and can hide his methods from me, but I know your goal, where can you run?"

"Shen Lian will return to Jinling soon."

"Leave this matter to Shen Lian."

"I like this little killer more and more!"

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly drafted two secret orders, one to Mi Cangqiong, asking him to clean up the demons and ghosts under Zhu Fan's command, and the other to Shen Lian, asking Shen Lian to take a few steps around to block Hu Weiyong's path.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know how Hu Weiyong escaped.

He doesn't need to know either.

He only needed to guess Hu Weiyong's goal and make arrangements for it in advance to discover his traces.

Is it important how you run?

…

Shen Lian looked at Mi Zhi with a troubled face.

This thing is indeed a secret message.

It was passed through the Dongchang Eagle Falcon and handed over to Jin Yichuan, who then handed it over to Shen Lian.

No one can watch except Shen Lian.

Shen Lian opened the secret edict, his expression even more complicated.

This thing doesn’t seem to be easy to handle!

Hu Weiyong was well hidden, so it was not difficult to kill him. The difficulty was to block the news and not leak it out, and not to have many people take action, only two or three people at most.

Relying on the magical effect of the black jade intermittent ointment and his own super recovery power, Shen Lian's injury to his left arm has long since recovered, and his luck and strength are not affected at all.

Below the secret edict is Hu Weiyong's information.

Although Hu Weiyong was very secretive, how could he hide it from the all-pervasive Jin Yiwei?

The martial arts he practiced was called "Ultimate Demonic Kung Fu".

Although the name is very tacky, the power is quite impressive. After practicing to a great extent, no matter what kind of enemy you face, your skill will always be better than the opponent's.

It's like "seeing an official is one level higher".

No matter how high the opponent's martial arts skills are, even if he absorbs the internal energy of 200 people, his skills will still be weaker than Hu Weiyong's, and he will always have the advantage in skills.

The shortcomings of the ultimate magic power are also very obvious.

In addition to the unique dangers of the Demonic Mind Technique, practicing it to an advanced level will seriously reduce your longevity.

According to Jianghu records, the consumption rate is twelve times that of ordinary people, and one month is equivalent to one year.

It's not that there is no solution. You can use the method of replenishing women's energy and blood by harming others and benefiting yourself. Hu Weiyong became friends with the Tianming Sect for this reason.

First, you deplete your lifespan, squeeze your potential, and improve your own cultivation, and then make up for it through supplements. It seems that the body has completely recovered, but in fact, the body has long been left with hidden injuries.

This is Hu Weiyong’s flaw.

The most secret, fatal and irreparable flaw.

…

Hu Weiyong wore a disguise mask and walked slowly on the mountain path. His goal was the Western Regions. He had found a home in the Western Regions and could gain great power.

People like him will never be lonely.

If Hu Weiyong lived in seclusion in the countryside and farmed the land with peace of mind, he might really be able to enjoy his old age in peace.

Hu Weiyong couldn't do it.

He is the Prime Minister, the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty. After being the Prime Minister for so many years, how can he endure civilian life?

Hu Weiyong couldn't help it.

So he seemed to have escaped, but in fact he was always under Zhu Yuanzhang's control. He seemed to be flying thousands of miles away, but he was just spinning in the palm of his hand.

"Your Excellency, please stop."

Shen Lian stopped Hu Weiyong.

Two figures came from behind Hu Weiyong, one was Jinyi Wei Qinglong and the other was Dongchang Jin Yichuan.

To deal with a figure like Hu Weiyong, Shen Lian would certainly not fight alone, nor would he ask Shen Lang, Feng Siniang and others for help. Instead, he would directly ask the Dongchang Jinyi Guards.

Not for anything else, just to reduce trouble.

This is not a case handled by Liumen alone, but a case jointly handled by the three departments of Liumen Jinyi Weidong Factory.

In addition to Shen Lian and Jin Yichuan, the investigators also have Qinglong, a die-hard loyal minister. No matter what happens during the period, Lao Zhu will not be suspicious.

If he led Shen Lang and Feng Siniang in an attack, they could certainly surround and kill Hu Weiyong, but the consequences would be very troublesome.

Zhu Yuanzhang handed over the secret decree to Shen Lian because he knew that Shen Lian would be able to complete the task perfectly, and when the task was completed, he would also receive a corresponding reward.

for example:

Official title!

Martial arts secrets!

A treasure of heaven and earth!

Panacea!

Some secrets collected by the royal family.

Some secrets related to the Shattered Void.

Hu Weiyong raised his head, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Shen Lian, it's you!"

"Who do you think is coming? I have killed you enough, and today is the day you die."

"Crack, click, click!"

The iron box behind Shen Lian flicked open, and the Holy Halberd Shentan assembled it by itself and fell into Shen Lian's hands.

"I am……"

"You're a dead man!"

If facing other opponents, Shen Lian wouldn't mind a few words, but facing Hu Weiyong, who knows what this guy would say, he couldn't let him drag him down.

Fight as soon as you meet and decide quickly, which is the way to go.

The Fuxi Holy Jade has been embedded in the Holy Halberd of Divine Sigh. When Shen Lian took action, his energy and blood surged, and he naturally felt the holy energy, blood energy, and murderous energy contained in the holy jade.

The holy jade does not directly increase the strength, but nourishes the essence and spirit like spring breeze and rain, and moisturizes things to silently enhance the true energy and blood, the strength of the spear and the halberd, and the subtle control.

It was as if there was another heart outside Shen Lian's body, providing Shen Lian with endless power.

Hu Weiyong roared angrily, and the ultimate magic skill was instantly raised to its peak power. He waved his palm and struck Shen Lian. The ultimate magic skill was one level higher than the official, and the skill was always superior, but he could not practice to the limit, otherwise he would only have one blow left.

This thing is so cheating.

When you practice to the ninth and a half levels, you will always have the upper hand in skills. When you practice to the tenth level, you will have a flying dragon flying in the sky, and you can launch a killer move that reaches the pinnacle, and then you will regret it.

Since the inheritance of the ultimate magic technique, there have been several warriors who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation, and they have many comments on this.

Hu Weiyong was not a martial artist. He did not want to climb the peak of martial arts, but only wanted to achieve advanced cultivation. Therefore, his mental skills were stuck at the ninth and a half levels. When there were signs of breakthrough, he would take the initiative to self-mutilate his body, and then use elixirs to cure him.

Although this method is troublesome, it also avoids the side effect of being able to only perform one move. Hu Weiyong is quite proud of it.

Now he regrets it very much.

If he breaks through to the limit, he can now use his peak power to create a way to survive.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"boom!"

Strong moves and blows, internal energy flying.

Shen Lian only felt a powerful and powerful Qi flying down the barrel of the gun towards his wrist.

The Fuxi Holy Jade flashed with thousands of rays of light, weakening the Qi machine by 30%. Shen Lian's divine power was pressed again, and the Qi and blood surged like a dragon and a tiger. He stood on the ground and took root. He firmly stabilized his body, turned his wrists, and the Holy Halberd struck again. .

Yanliu painted bridge!

Thousands of halberds glowed like mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, as misty and hazy as an illusion, but at the moment of impact, they turned into the tide of the Qiantang River, like thousands of troops rushing towards them.

There are forests of spears and halberds, and lotus flowers bloom ten miles away.

Every petal is a cold moonlight that contains the murderous intent of a sword. Every lotus stem is connected to the boundless sea of ​​blood, manifesting infinite murderous intent.

Hu Weiyong is a scholar, so he has naturally read Liu Yong's poems and can see the origin of Shen Lian's moves at a glance.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out why the magnificent scenery of Osmanthus osmanthus and lotus flowers ten miles away contained such terrifying murderous intent, just like the smoke rising from all directions, looking northward at the mountains and rivers, and the alien horses trampling the Central Plains, killing people.

Is this kid's brain broken?

What fool would use weapons to watch the scenery?

Even if there is such a reckless fool, what does it have to do with me? Did I attract the alien race?

Hu Weiyong had experienced the battlefield, so he would not be afraid of the murderous intent of weapons. Although he held a high position and was usually pampered and rarely practiced martial arts, in times of crisis, he was able to unleash his fighting spirit and wield thousands of ghost claws.

The characteristics of the ultimate magic power make Hu Weiyong never mind fighting with anyone head-on. Even if you, a stupid young man, have some reputation in the world, can you beat me?

In an instant, the sharp-clawed holy halberds struck each other a hundred times, and a ten-foot radius was filled with fierce and ruthless energy, which crushed the surrounding flowers and plants into pieces and filled the ground with ravines.

"Swish swish!"

Three steel knives were stabbed into Hu Weiyong's vest.

Of course, Qinglong would not just watch. He was a very arrogant person, and he was even more loyal to the emperor. Anyone could kill him as long as it was the emperor's order.

The Fourteen Movements of the Ming Dynasty unfolded rapidly, and steel knives fell into Qinglong's hands one after another. Some were slashed with the sword, some were attacked with flying knives, some were steel ropes and iron nets, or some were bombarded with heavy punches.

As the first of the four instructors of Jinyiwei, Qinglong is not only good at weapons, but also good at fists and kicks. He is also good at using terrain to fight, deploying tactics, and adapting to changes.

This is an indescribable master.

He is said to be powerful, but his skills are not that high, his realm is not that deep, and his martial arts skills are not subtle at all.

Although he is not powerful, he can easily kill those who are powerful. No matter where he is, every plant and tree within ten feet will be turned into a murder weapon.

The Fourteen Movements of the Ming Dynasty are weapons, his fists, feet, elbows and knees are weapons, the broken flowers and grass are weapons, the ravines on the ground are weapons, and even the cold mist is a weapon.

Put him in a duel in the ring, and he can beat people to death with fast punches. On such a messy forest path, he can also turn everything around him to his advantage and launch the strongest attack.

As long as he didn't take action, Hu Weiyong had to change his moves every time he took action. As soon as his steps moved, Jin Yichuan's double swords would follow him and follow him towards his joints.

Jin Yichuan wields a pair of keel-bone daggers like the wind, like two white butterflies dancing happily, and like the sharp knives used by a cook to cut off an ox. He encounters them with spirit without looking at them. The official knows the stop but the spirit wants to act. He relies on the laws of heaven and has no comprehensive vision. ox.

Shen Lian was the main attacker, Qinglong was supporting him, and Jin Yichuan was looking for opportunities to make a quick attack. Although Hu Weiyong was strong, he was overwhelmed in the face of such a strong attack.

If he hadn't been protected by treasure clothes, he would have been stabbed into a sieve by Shen Lian, or pierced through the back of the heart by the Qinglong Cave, or the flesh and blood of his hands and feet might have been removed by Jin Yichuan's sharp knife.

Even so, how long can it last?