Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

While Huang Rong and the others were discussing, all the sect leaders also tracked down and found the dead Xian Yutong.

"Several heads, what do you think?" Song Yuanqiao picked up the knife on Xianyutong's body and asked in a deep voice:

"Do you think it was the court's hand?"

"Hmph! It's just a clumsy blame game." Miejue Shitai looked at the standard long knife, snorted coldly, and said with disdain:

"There are many capable people in the imperial court, even if Xian Yutong is really killed, how can there be such a big opening?

I am afraid that this knife was deliberately left here by the enemy to make us doubt the court. "

"That makes sense." The eldest of the five elders in Kongtong nodded and said smartly:

"The old man feels that this matter has nothing to do with the imperial court, it should be done by forces that have enemies with the imperial court!"

"Animation with the imperial court?" Everyone was taken aback when they heard this, and then nodded thoughtfully.

But no one said the answer in their hearts.

And at this moment, Xiao Bei couldn't bear it anymore and asked:

"Who do you think moved the hand?"

"..." After everyone was silent for a while, Song Yuanqiao finally answered the question:

"If I'm not mistaken, the person who did it should be a person from Dayuan.

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Only they have reason to blame the court. "

"That's right!" Miejue Shi tightly held the Yitian Sword in his hand, and said with a stern expression:

"It seems that not only we and Mingjiao participated in the battle of Guangmingding, but even Dayuan also participated in it."

"Ah... troubled times." Song Yuanqiao sighed and shook his head helplessly:

"Everyone, we have to be careful in the future.

Since the people of Dayuan have made a move, it will not end so easily, they must have follow-up means! "

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Miejue Shitai, and opened his mouth as if to say something, but he didn't say it.

In fact, he wanted to persuade Miejue Shitai to let go of the hatred in his heart for the time being, and come to encircle Guangmingding some other day.

After all, with Da Yuan intervening, there are too many variables.

Miejue Shitai seemed to have seen Song Yuanqiao's thoughts, looked at him with a livid face, and said in a deep voice:

"We will be more careful in the future. The main purpose now is to get rid of Mingjiao."

Saying that, without waiting for Song Yuanqiao to reply, she waved to a disciple beside her:

"Min Jun, go and clean up Xian Yutong's body, let's go back."

"Of course, master." Ding Minjun nodded depressedly, and walked towards Xian Yutong's corpse, suppressing his nausea.

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After Murong Bo killed Xian Yutong, he sneaked into the Mingjiao General Forum non-stop.

He was very cautious, and did not act in a hurry, but lurked in the dark and carefully observed the patrolling people,

After waiting for a while, after finding out the pattern, he took advantage of the gap between patrols and turned into a black shadow to come outside a side hall.

After he lay down outside the side hall and listened for a while, he found that there was only a sound of even breathing inside.

This person's breathing is not too long, it seems that he does not know martial arts, he should be a servant.

Afterwards Murong Bo didn't hesitate anymore, stepped into the side hall, grabbed the dozing servant by the neck, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't say anything, or the old man will break your neck!"

"Hmm..." The servant was taken aback, quickly covered his mouth, and nodded in horror.

"Shua!" Murong Bo didn't press the question immediately, and led him to a remote corner.

Weeds are overgrown here, just perfect for hiding corpses!

"I ask you, where is Yang Buhui's room?"

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"This... this gentleman, if I tell you, can you let me go?" Guangmingding is the main altar of Mingjiao, and even this servant is not a simple person.

He knew that if he told the answer, he would probably be killed by the man in black, so he negotiated the terms in advance.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Murong Bo nodded without hesitation.

"..." Seeing that he agreed so happily, the servant's expression darkened.

The more happily Murong Bo agreed, the less he took this condition seriously!

However, although the servant doesn't believe Murong Bo's words, he can only gamble now!

Afterwards, he pointed to Yang Buhui's room:

"My family lives there."

"Peng!" The servant's voice had just settled down, and Murong Bo immediately slapped him on the chest!

"Pfft..." Immediately, the servant spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted to the ground.

"Hmph!" Murong Bo looked at the servant's corpse and sneered:

"The old man just promised not to kill you, but he didn't say he wouldn't hurt you.

If you can't survive by yourself, then you can't blame the old man. "Seven One Three"

After speaking, he turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Yang Buhui's room.

He wasn't worried about the servant waking up at all, because the palm just now had already broken the servant's pulse!

After Murong Bo came outside Yang Buhui's room, he immediately lurked under the window, listening to the movement inside,

But after listening for a while, Murong Bo frowned.

Because there is no sound inside, not even the sound of breathing, which is not normal!

"Could it be that Yang Buhui isn't inside?" Murong Bo frowned and thought for a while, then dipped some saliva with his index finger, pierced the paper on the window, and looked inside.

There was no one in Yang Buhui's room, even the quilt on the couch was neatly arranged.

"No one? Heh, good luck." Murong Bo chuckled lightly, without further hesitation, he gently opened the door and then turned around to close it.

Afterwards, he walked lightly to the side of the couch and groped carefully.

"Found it!" After a while, he found a mechanism handle under the couch.

"Ka Ka Ka..." After he pressed lightly, a sound from the machine amplifier came, and the couch board slowly rose, revealing a dark hole.

"You can even predict the mechanism, that Su Mu is really powerful!" Murong Bo looked at the entrance of the cave and sighed, then he dodged and got into the entrance of the cave.

After standing still, he took out a torch from his cuff and ignited it, and walked forward along the passage.

"Huh?" After walking for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The smell in this passage seems a little pungent!

"Sniff sniff..." He sniffed hard a few times, his face suddenly changed:

"Why does this smell like gunpowder?!"

Thinking of this, he was frightened into a cold sweat!

"Pfft!" Murong Bo who had reacted hastily mobilized his internal energy to extinguish the fire.

Then, relying on the warrior's sensitive sense, he bent down and groped while walking forward.

After a while, he found a pile of powder.

After pinching it a few times and smelling it under his nose, Murong Bo's face became ugly:

"It really is gunpowder. Fortunately, the old man noticed it in time, otherwise..."

Thinking of his reckless actions just now, Murong Bo broke out in a cold sweat.

If he hadn't extinguished the fire in time just now, once it was lit, he might die without a place to bury him!

"Huh! It's dangerous!" Murong Bo calmed down after taking a long breath, and walked slowly along the passage.

After a while, he came to a secret room.

Although this secret room occupies a huge area, it is very empty, with nothing but a high platform in the middle.

At this time, the door of the secret room is wide open!

After Murong Bo went in, he sniffed vigorously a few more times, but he didn't smell gunpowder, so he dared to light the torch.

With the light of the Huozhezi, he saw the skeleton on the high platform in the middle.

"It should be him." Murong Bo's eyes flashed brightly.

Then he came to the corpse, groped a few times, and took out a piece of sheepskin from his arms.

"Why does Su Mu want this thing?" Murong Bo turned the parchment over and over for a while, but found nothing wrong.

Isn't this just an ordinary sheepskin?

"No, this sheepskin must have some secret!"

It is absolutely impossible for Su Mu to let him take such a big risk to get a sheepskin here for no reason.

Thinking of this, he immediately tried to solve the secret of this sheepskin.

But let him pour water and fire on it, neither poison nor good medicine can reveal the true shape of the sheepskin!

In the end, he came to a conclusion that made him helpless: this is an ordinary sheepskin!

"Oh...forget it, maybe this sheepskin needs some special method to show its true appearance."

After Murong Bo sighed and shook his head, he didn't make any further troubles, picked up the sheepskin, blew out the fire and returned the same way.

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The next morning.

"It's not good! Someone sneaked into Guangmingding last night!"

With the shout of a servant, all the senior members of the Ming Cult were startled.

At this time, they gathered in the hall, looking at the corpse of the servant in the middle with ashen faces.

"Everyone, who do you think sneaked into Guangmingding? What is his purpose?" Yang Xiao glanced at everyone and asked in a deep voice.

"Yang Xiao, are you confused?" Green Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao immediately stood up and mocked:

"If I remember correctly, those orthodox sects are besieging Guangmingding, right?

Who else do you think there is besides them?

I reckon that the person who sneaked in was looking for information about our Mingjiao.

But last night all of us gathered together to discuss countermeasures, and the person who sneaked in didn't dare to approach, so it didn't succeed. "

"It's reasonable." Zhou Zhen nodded beside him, but he was a little crazy, and his focus was different from ordinary people. He shook his head and said:

"From my point of view, Yang Xiao's mind is really broken..."

"Hmph!" Yang Xiao snorted coldly, squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice:

"I know you don't agree with me.

But now Mingjiao is in crisis, you must obey my order!

Otherwise, canon disposal! "

"Bah!" Zhou Dian immediately spit to the side, and said with disdain on his face:

"You are not our leader, why use the canon?!

I think Bat King is better than you, we all should follow his orders. "

Ever since the former leader Yang Dingtian died, everyone in the Ming Cult fought for the position of leader.

The White-browed Eagle King left Guangmingding because he couldn't bear brotherly killing each other, and founded the Tianying Cult.