Under the pitch-black night, only two whooshing sounds were heard, and two black figures one after the other, dozens of steps away from each other, shuttled through the quiet void as fast as lightning.
Meng Duan was carrying a man in black on his shoulders, and Qiu Leng was chasing after him. The difference from before was that there was a shallow wound on his cold cheek, only two inches long.
Meng Duan slowly glanced sideways and found that Qiu Leng was still pursuing him, so he said: "Qiu Leng, you should give up. I have the help of Feng Shen Mansion, and you can't catch up with me."
"Really!" Qiu Leng's right foot flashing with lightning suddenly stepped into the void, and then he jumped up and passed over Meng Duan's head.
When he saw the thunderous soles of his feet, Meng Duan raised his left arm and relied on the power of Feng Shen Mansion to form a barrier outside his left arm, isolating Qiu Leng's soles.
Qiu Leng roared angrily, and the lightning on the soles of his feet gradually covered the two of them. Soon, Meng Duan was kicked out by Qiu Leng, and his whole body fell back dozens of feet.
Qiu Leng stood in the void, looking at him expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice: "Leave me here, and I will let you go."
Meng Duan was carrying someone on his right shoulder and joked: "What? You are so thinking about taking him away from me. Is this kid your brother-in-law?"
Qiu Leng's face turned cold, his pupils suddenly widened, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, but he did not directly attack Meng Duan.
Seeing that he was silent, Meng Duan said again: "Oh, I have to say that your sister's vision is really vicious. This kid is not simple. I think you should also be aware of his potential."
"Although he is from the Northern Continent, this does not stop me from helping him. Like you, I will not harm him."
Hearing this, Qiu Leng sneered and said, "Will you help him? In my opinion, what you only fancy is his talent."
Meng Duan nodded and said, "Yes, you are right. When I first met him, I really took a fancy to his talent."
"But after a few days of communication, I found that he is not only powerful, but also very easy to use his brain. This really surprised me, and he doesn't have any arrogance."
"It's rare to find people with talent, strength, brains, and humility like him."
Ziyang first defeated Kuangda and the others, then Huxiong, and then fought against tens of thousands of monks under Qingyun City alone, as well as the duel with Kang Yao. He watched all these battles.
Judging from Zi Yang's performance, Meng Duan still likes him quite a lot and feels that he will become a great person in the future. This is also the reason why he contacted Zi Yang.
Qiu Leng didn't know much about Zi Yang, but from Meng Duan's words just now, he could tell that Meng Duan admired Zi Yang very much. He said, "Are you just helping him simply? You didn't think about it in your heart. Do you want to win over him?"
Meng Duan shook his head and said: "Some people may be grateful if you help them once or twice, but people like him have their own bottom line. I don't want to embarrass him, so I have long given up on wooing him."
"I just want to be friends with him, that's all."
He changed the subject, looked at Qiu Leng and said, "It's you, to be honest, I still envy you."
"I wish I had a sister like you. It's a pity that I don't have that life."
"In the future, when he truly grows up, if the Poison Emperor can get his help to unify the Western Continent, it will be just around the corner."
The inheritance of Thunder Tiger and the Soul of Thunder and Lightning are all things that today's monks dream of, but they all fall into the hands of the same person.
Meng Duan felt that Qiu Leng's talent was already very terrifying. After meeting Zi Yang, he found that
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Now he is stronger than Qiu Leng.
If the two were at the same level, he was sure that Qiu Leng might not be Zi Yang's opponent, or even be suppressed by him.
Qiu Leng smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's just the Thunder God's Mansion. Is he as powerful as you say?"
"Thunder God's Mansion..." Meng Duan frowned and muttered softly.
Originally, he thought that Qiu Leng knew that Ziyang had inherited the inheritance of Thunder Tiger and had obtained the power of the Thunder Soul. But from Qiu Leng's words just now, it was not difficult to tell that his judgment was wrong. Qiu Leng didn't know Ziyang at all. of talent, let alone his potential.
"Okay, okay, you will understand in the future." Meng Duan did not tell him the truth. He threw the man in black on his shoulder to Qiu Leng and left, disappearing into the night sky in the blink of an eye.
The moment Qiu Leng's hands touched the man in black, he dropped him from the sky, because what Meng Duan threw to him was a dead man with no life at all.
However, he did not rush to catch up with Meng Duan, but flew north.
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Outside the bamboo house
After a group of people dressed in night clothes buried the body, the man carrying a long knife erected a wooden stake half a person's height in front of the grave. Just as they were about to leave, a roar came from behind.
"Are you too idle to do anything? Have you caught that kid?"
Everyone turned around and saw a round-faced man who looked to be in his twenties. He had a pair of angry red pupils, a scar on the bridge of his nose, short hair, and was wearing dark green clothes.
The round-faced man was in front, followed by dozens of men in black, stepping into the void.
The man carrying a long sword looked very imposing, and the lines on his clothes were all sewn with gold threads. Although the people he brought were dressed in black, the lines on their clothes were very distinct.
Obviously, judging from their clothing alone, these people's status in the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce is much higher than that of the man carrying a long knife.
The man with the long sword on his back and the men in black behind him all bowed their hands and said, "Welcome to you, sir."
The round-faced man glanced at the grave beside him and asked: "What's wrong? Are you full enough to hold yourself up! Does the Chamber of Commerce raise you just to bury the dead!"
The man carrying a long knife replied: "Sir, these are all brothers of our Chamber of Commerce. I really can't bear to have their bodies exposed in the wilderness, so I bury them here."
The round-faced man put his hands behind his hands, his pupils gradually turned black, and said: "What is your mission?"
The man with a long sword on his back said: "Capture Ziyang from the Northern Continent and ask him about the whereabouts of the source of all poisons."
The round-faced man asked: "Did that boy from the Northern Continent just leave?"
The man carrying a long knife shook his head and said: "I'm not sure. When the villain came here, he only saw the corpse lying on the ground. As for Ziyang in the northern continent, we didn't even see his face."
The round-faced man asked in a cold voice: "You know you haven't seen me yet, so why don't you rush after him! Burying the dead here, are you greedy for life and afraid of death?"
The man carrying a long sword and the people behind him all knelt down on one knee and said, "Sir, we are definitely not greedy for life and afraid of death. If we hadn't heard your shout just now, we would have gone there long ago. I’m chasing that guy from the Northern Continent.”
The round-faced man said in a serious tone: "Now that the person is buried, why are you still standing here? Why don't you hurry up and chase after him!"
The man carrying a long knife led a group of brothers and hurriedly ran towards the quiet and dark forest. After a while, their figures disappeared into the forest.
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After they left, a follower behind the round-faced man said: "Sir, these losers have no ability at all, why do you still let them chase them?"
"It's useful to have more waste. Instead of letting them die in my hands, it's better to let them go find that kid from the Northern Continent."
The round-faced man came to the wooden stake, raised his right hand and slapped it into the ground, and said to the people behind him: "You split up to chase him, and you must capture him in the shortest possible time."
"Yes!" More than a dozen men in black nodded and dispersed in groups.
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In a certain cave, Zi Yang put on a brand new black suit and sat by the fire roasting animal meat, the warm firelight shining on his face.
He leaned against the stone wall and stared blankly at the strong flames, muttering to himself: "It has been several days since the incident in Qingyun City. If he is in the Western Continent, he should go to find me near Qingyun City."
"But right now, the people from the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce are chasing after me. If I leave here, they won't be able to find me even if they go to Qingyun City."
"If I don't leave, those people from the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce will find me sooner or later, and by then, there will be another killing."
He pressed the back of his head against the stone wall and let out a long sigh. Then, he took out a bottle of wine from the Shengxuan Belt and drank it.
Currently, he is in a dilemma, unable to make up his mind whether to stay or go.
If he stayed, if the person he wanted to see didn't come, or was even still in the Northern Continent, then his wait would be in vain. In addition, he would have to deal with the people of the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce.
Leaving here saves some trouble. If you want to let that person know where he is, you have to do something that will cause a sensation in the Western Continent. This is not a difficult task for Ziyang. She is just afraid that he will do it. He had known so much, but the person he wanted to see was still in the Northern Continent.
After thinking about it, he always felt that staying was not a good idea. Once the Royal Sky Chamber of Commerce sent someone with a high level of knowledge, and there was no one around him to rely on, his situation would be precarious.
On the contrary, as long as he moves, it will be difficult for people from the Huangkong Chamber of Commerce to find him. Secondly, he still has a chance to see Qiu Qianqian. As long as Ziyang can see her, the next thing will be much easier to handle.
He had heard from Meng Duan that Qiu Leng was the son of the Poison Emperor, and Qiu Qianqian was the Poison Emperor's daughter. With her family's strength in the Western Continent, not only could she help him find someone, but she could even get rid of Fu Kui without finding anyone. The poison.
"Oh! If I really do this, and she helps me heal people, then I will owe her a big favor."
"Now that Hua Yao is dead, the things I promised her before should logically not count."
"What should I do if she insists on me?"
When he thought of the past events he had with Qiu Qianqian in Liangcheng, he didn't want to see her anymore.
Now that he has a virtuous and virtuous character, if he is asked to accept Qiu Qianqian again, he will definitely not agree.
Even if he agrees, the Poison Emperor of the Western Continent will not agree. Which emperor in the world would allow his daughter to serve the same husband with another woman?
Thinking of these troublesome things, Zi Yang took the barbecue off the fire and drank and ate it.
It didn't take long for him to drink up all three bottles of wine he brought from Kang Yao.
With his cheeks flushed, he took out a softly embroidered water-playing handkerchief from the basin, covered his face with it, smelled the alluring scent of lilies on it, and lay down in the cave to fall asleep.
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