In the meeting hall, Zhenjun Fuguang withdrew his consciousness and looked worried: "Do you really want Girl Yun to go with him?"
"You can't scare the snake away. If he really is Qianjiu, this is an excellent opportunity." Fuyue's eyes were dark and he sneered again and again: "The remnants of the Witch Gu Sect are really good at it. Their layout is one after another, and everything is comprehensive."
It stands to reason that using the Queen Bee of the Mist Spirit is the highest configuration. If you don't get the follow-up, you should switch to someone with a higher level of cultivation. Unexpectedly, Can Ye Pavilion completely went against common sense and actually used the small golden elixir stage as a back-up move.
"Is he really Qianjiu? Could it be that we made a mistake." True Lord Fuguang was still hesitant, "The shamans of the Nanshan system should be used by Canye Pavilion to disperse our forces to relieve the danger in the Qing River Valley. , if he is really from Canye Pavilion, why did he take out "Forgetting Love" to kill the witches and Gu people?"
"Of course this is also their trick. How can they gain our trust and enter Fenshui City if they don't kill the witches and Gu people?" Zhenjun Suxi answered with a smile, but he kept slandering in his heart. Isn't it because he was worried that they would suspect the girl of collusion? Canye Pavilion, two old foxes, singing and harmonizing, the harvest is quite clean.
He raised his eyebrows and looked thoughtful: "In my opinion, Qianjiu should have been responsible for releasing the witchcraft and poisonous people at first. Later, Canye Pavilion discovered the evolved mother poison, so they specially approached us with "Forgetting Love" people."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhenjun Fuguang immediately sighed with emotion: "Girl Yun is still too young and has little experience."
Su Xi was impressed by the sincerity of his expression. If he didn't know the whole story, he would have believed it!
The next True Lord asked another question: "These people can only confirm that he is Canye Pavilion, so why do they think he is Qianjiu?"
This person is the True Lord Shao Ci of the Ye family in Nanling City. He and several others have just returned with Fuyue. He is not from the four major sects and does not know much about the current situation of Yunli and other juniors.
Fuyue explained: "The person who can continue to complete the mission as a backup after the failure of the Wuling Bee Queen must be the elite of Canye Pavilion."
"Several juniors who came out of Jiuliyuan, Yunli, needless to say, have already formed elixirs, and the other three have also reached the threshold. Only one, Mu Yan, has a worse foundation, but he has also broken through to the late stage of foundation building. There will be no problem in forming elixirs later. .”
"With Qianjiu's talent, there is a nine out of ten possibility that he must have formed an elixir by now." He paused, "Taking a step back, if this person is not Qianjiu, he must be one of the best in Canye Pavilion. Elite disciple, it’s not a loss if you catch him!”
Several True Lords suddenly realized it, but Fuguang still disagreed. Although these explanations made sense, he always felt very awkward.
After thinking for a moment, he said: "There is another question. Appearing directly with "Forgetting Love" will definitely arouse our suspicion. Judging from the experience of previous encounters, the people in power in Canye Pavilion are extremely thoughtful. With such an obvious flaw, he Impossible to ignore.”
This is simply coming to your doorstep and arousing suspicion. How could it be such a coincidence? As soon as the witch-god people expanded in the Nanshan system, a song that could control the witch-god people appeared, and it was obtained in such an easy way.
Even if they go through all kinds of hardships to find the music, they will still doubt whether it is Canye Pavilion's old trick, let alone showing up with the music in such a clear way.
True Lord Shao Ci disagreed: "Mother Gu appeared suddenly. It is the most convenient and quick way to gain our trust in the shortest possible time and let him enter Fenshui City. Even if we are suspicious, we will let him control his whereabouts. He enters."
His words were unanimously agreed by several True Lords except Fuguang. This explanation was very reasonable. He was not here to spy, so he was afraid of arousing suspicion. If you run away after being exposed, others may not be able to run away, but Qianjiu is not the case.
True Lord Suxi raised his eyes and looked at Fuyue: "The most important thing now is to make him believe that he has not been exposed, so that we can plan carefully and come up with a complete strategy to prevent him from escaping!"
Fu Yue nodded slightly, pondered for a while, and said to Fu Guang: "In a few days, you have people go to those cities to check, first to confirm whether he is Qian Jiu; second, to pretend." After a pause, He added: "Ask the juniors who came to report the news a few days ago and ask them to keep their mouths shut."
"Yanjun is from the Beishan Sect, so I'll leave it to fellow Taoist Suxi to find him as soon as possible. The rest will take your time. When this matter is forgotten and he completely lets down his guard, we can take action again."
"Yanjun?" Zhenjun Shaoci searched his memory and couldn't remember that there was such a famous figure in the mainland.
Fuyue smiled coldly: "We have never been able to catch Qianjiu. A large part of the reason is that his secret method of disguise is so superb that it is difficult to distinguish. Before Wen Yongyi, the Thousand-faced Master, became famous, he had a nemesis. He was known as the Master of Pohuan, and any secret method of disguise Under his secret method, the true colors will appear."
"The two of them fought like a hide-and-seek, disguised and exposed, for several years. Later, Wen Yongyi became so good at the art of disguise that he left Yanjun far behind. After the last defeat, Yanjun indulged himself and disappeared, and the world only knew about him. There are thousands of faces of the real person, but I don’t know the real person who breaks the illusion.”
Su Xi sighed softly and took over the conversation: "Ever since we learned that Qianjiu had obtained Wen Yongyi's secret method, we have been looking for Yanjun. We only got the idea a few years ago. It is said that after his defeat, he found a quiet place and concentrated on studying. Illusion Breaking Technique, someone has seen him near Anxi City..."
The sky is dimly bright, and the fish belly is white in the east.
Yunli covered her mouth and yawned, mumbling: "Senior brother, you can control the sword, I want to sleep for a while."
From the moment she discovered the witch and Gu people, she had been cleaning up non-stop without even taking a good rest. Later, she discovered the woman and her daughter. In order to solve the mystery as soon as possible, she worked day and night. She hurried to Fenshui City and arrived in the afternoon. Before dawn, she started rushing to Zhongzhou again. All kinds of important events happened one after another throughout the night. She really couldn't hold on anymore.
Wei Lin really didn't understand why he was still sleepy after already cultivating the Golden Core. However, thinking of Shao Haoluo's instructions when he came out of Jiuliyuan, he waved his hand: "Sleep, sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his shoulders sink, and a long breath sounded in his ears. Wei Lin broke into a cold sweat and quickly put his arms around her waist.
Are you so sleepy? The flying sword is so big and wide. You can lie down and sleep again. This is thousands of miles high in the sky. You can still fall if you fall!
Looking at Yunli who looked tired, his heart sank. Something was wrong. Even the monster cubs were not so exaggerated. They just hadn't slept for a few months. Why were they so sleepy?
Thinking of the shock that flashed across Shao Haoluo's face when he came out, his heart became heavier and heavier. What exactly did Shao Haoluo find that day? What does it have to do with Huanshi Ling?
He held Yunli in his arms and sat down slowly, glancing at the orange damask on her wrist. The thin damask was flying in the wind, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, and the clear morning light was shining on it. Shine.
