"None of the Taoist priests were alive in the Taiping Temple murder case. Only the temple leader Xuan Yi is missing. The murderer not only had fast sword skills, but also strong palm power. I wonder if Miss Yueying has ever heard of this?" Xu Mao said.
"It turns out that Sect Leader Xu thought the murderer was the Nu family. It's no wonder that the Nu family has no other skills except for the palm sword technique." Wen Yueying said.
"Miss Yueying let Xuanyi go because she wanted to get the whereabouts of "Baopuzi" out of him, but I wonder if the girl has achieved her goal?" Xu Mao picked up the wine glass and asked unhurriedly.
"Since Sect Leader Xu has determined that Yueying did this, the Nu family will admit it. But I don't have any "Baopuzi". If you don't believe me, just search the Nu family's body." Wen Yueying deliberately raised her breasts and came closer to Xu. Mao, laughed wildly.
Xu Mao frowned and was about to stand up, but Wen Yueying held her shoulders down.
She leaned close to Xu Mao's cheek, exhaled like a blue breath, and said softly: "Xuan Yi is indeed in my hands! Before he tells you what I want, I won't tell you where I have hidden him, hehehehe... "
Wen Yueying gave a long laugh and turned away from Xu Mao's side.
"Miss Yueying is wrong. I am not here to covet the book "Baopuzi". On the contrary, I am here to deliver the book." Xu Mao knew that Wen Yueying had misunderstood and explained.
"Yueying doesn't dare to accept the kindness of Sect Leader Xu. Tell me your purpose!" Wen Yueying said seriously at this time.
"Of course I won't give this book to you in vain, I just want to make a deal with you!" Xu Mao said.
"Oh, what kind of deal can make Yueying accept such a great gift? Could it be that the sect master is tired of the supreme old nun and wants to change his slave family to accompany you." Wen Yueying said with a sweet smile.
This woman's attitude is unpredictable. She can be charming and serious, which makes people unpredictable.
"If I had no other choice, how could I give up this thing that martial arts practitioners dream of? My entire body has been restricted by your senior sister's unique technique. Please help me unlock it, and I will tell you the whereabouts of "Baopuzi"." Xu Mao said.
"It turns out that you also had a falling out with her. It takes a lot of energy to use my master's unique restraint technique. Why would she treat you like this?" Wen Yueying said.
"It's not just to force me to find out the whereabouts of the book." Xu Mao said bitterly.
"Do you really know where this book is?" Wen Yueying asked.
"The location where this book is hidden is marked on a sheepskin map, and this map was taken away from Xuan Yi by me that day." Xu Mao said.
"In that case, just bring this picture and I will help you unlock it. Otherwise, how would I know if what you said is true or false?" Wen Yueying said.
"Humph, if this picture is in front of you, I'm afraid that not only will my restriction not be lifted, but your life will be at risk. If you don't believe it, you can bring Xuan Yi up and ask him!" Xu Mao is very cunning, so he can't do it. Things to grasp.
At this moment, Wen Yueying suddenly flashed forward, flew to Xu Mao's side, and grabbed his wrist.
"It seems that your technique was indeed created by my senior sister."
Wen Yueying's true energy came through his veins. After careful inspection, he found that Xu Mao was not lying.
"Come here!" Wen Yueying said outside the transmission room.
Then two young women with heavy makeup came in and saluted Wen Yueying respectfully.
"Please serve me well. If Master Xu has any request, please do not refuse, haha..." she ordered with a slight smile.
"Yes!" The two of them smiled coquettishly and quickly walked to both sides of Xu Mao, vying to throw themselves into his arms.
"Master Xu, please feel free to come back as soon as you leave!" Wen Yueying turned to Xu Mao and said.
Xu Mao naturally knew that she was going to Xuan Yi to verify whether her statement was true, so he didn't say anything more.
After Wen Yueying went out, she quickly went downstairs and turned from the hall into the inner courtyard.
The entire Tingfeng Building occupies a very large area. Behind the five-story building is a garden with ponds, rockeries, pavilions and waterside pavilions. The surrounding corridors connect to the triple courtyard at the back.
Wen Yueying came to the second courtyard, an independent house, hurriedly unlocked it and ducked in.
Green plants and flowers are placed in the four corners of the room, and there is a soft stone table in the middle. There are tea making utensils on the table and several exquisitely carved pear wood stools. It seems like a place for gossip.
Wen Yueying used her skills to move the stone table and uncovered the wooden board underneath, revealing an entrance that could only allow one person to enter or exit.
After she went down the stone steps, she restored the wooden board and covered it up.
The underground room turned out to be a spacious secret room with air holes, so there was no feeling of stuffiness. The room was equipped with all daily necessities. At this time, a person was sitting against the inner wall and the wall above the bed.
"Is the master of the temple okay? The slave family has come to say hello again." Wen Yueying said softly.
The man on the bed turned around after hearing this. He was an elderly man with white beard and hair.
This person is Xuan Yi, the master of Taiping Temple.
"Pindao has already said that the scriptures mentioned by the donor are not in Taiping Temple, so it is useless to pursue them so hard!" Xuan said.
Just when Wen Yueying was about to ask about the map, a huge and extremely hot energy rushed from behind, fast and violent, which surprised her.
In a hurry, she took odd steps and turned around to shoot with both palms.
The man succeeded with one move and turned over, landing in front of Xuan Yi.
The person who came was none other than Wang Qi'an. He followed Wen Yueying all the way and took action only after he was sure that the person in the room was Xuan Yi.
He was afraid of involving Xuan Yi, so he just made a feint.
"Is the master of the temple okay?" Wang Qian asked in a low voice.
"I'm fine, this woman is cruel, you have to be careful!" Xuan Yi never expected that the person coming was Wang Qi'an, and while he was pleasantly surprised, he did not forget to tell him to be careful about Wen Yueying.
Wang Qi'an was already sure that the person in front of him was the murderer of dozens of people in Taiping Temple, because he smelled the familiar fragrance of Wen Yueying.
"Who are you?" Wen Yueying had never seen Wang Qian, so she turned to face him and asked.
"I'm here to claim the souls of all Taoist brothers from Taiping Temple..." Wang Qian's heart was filled with hatred and anger, and he tightened his grip on Wen Yueying and swung his spear, making a hissing sound.
Wen Yueying was a master in her own right, and when she saw Wang Qi'an taking action, she had already figured out the way to do it and showed a solemn and stern expression.
Wen Yueying saw only silver light flashing and dots of brilliant light, but Wang Qi'an seemed to have disappeared.
The silver light gradually condensed and shrank, its brightness increased sharply, and suddenly there was only a small ball of light left, shooting toward Wen Yueying.
Wen Yueying had never seen such a terrifying move before. It was impossible to figure out and there was no way to take advantage of it. She had no choice but to use her best sword move to protect her whole body.
Just when Wen Yueying was approaching, the ball of light suddenly exploded dozens of times, and then suddenly exploded, turning into countless cold light arrows, shooting down quickly towards Wen Yueying.
In anger, Wang Qi'an's skill increased significantly. The power of this move was not the same as when he dealt with Xu Changshan.
Even though Wen Yueying retreated very quickly and the phantom sword light filled her body, she could not resist the all-pervasive spear light passing through her body. She let out a shrill scream, her clothes were broken in many places, and her wounds were as if they had been scorched by a red iron, and they were extremely stinging. pain.
