Thinking of his current dangerous situation, he did not rush to taste other people's tea.
This move attracted the attention of Tuoba Mu and Tuoba Ling, but they did not say anything. Instead, Yan Po, who was standing aside, suddenly asked:
"Why don't you have some tea, little friend?"
"This tea is from the West. It is valuable and has the effect of dredging qi and blood and activating the meridians."
Pei Qiong rolled his eyes slightly and said: "Thank you for your kindness. It's just that I don't have the habit of drinking tea, so I have let down the kindness of my seniors."
Yan Po frowned and her eyes sparkled. Seeing that Pei Qiong had no intention of drinking tea, she said nothing.
[In the eleventh year of Jing Chong, on the twenty-seventh day of the laurel lunar month, you met a mission from the Western Regions and politely refused to taste tea. You avoided the disaster of poisoning and died, and received a survival reward - the martial arts secret skill 'Golden Scale Fist'. 】
At this moment, a line of golden writing appeared in front of Pei Qiong's eyes.
There was a lot of information floating around in his mind.
A picture seemed to appear in front of his eyes, in which a figure was constantly demonstrating domineering boxing skills, fighting bloody and life-threatening battles with enemies one after another.
Time seems to pause at this moment, and a long time seems to have passed.
When Pei Qiong came to his senses, he felt as if he had been immersed in boxing for more than a hundred years. He had mastered this martial art and his energy and blood had improved a lot.
With just a thought, you can mobilize your energy and blood, and smash the iron and rocks with your fists.
"Urge me to drink tea, there is indeed something wrong with it!"
"It seems that the teapot is double-layered. The tea poured for Tuoba Mu and Tuoba Rong is not from the same layer as the tea poured for me."
"Fortunately, I was careful, otherwise I would have died!"
Pei Qiong suddenly felt vigilant in his heart and stared at Yan Po and the two envoys from the Western Regions with all his attention, paying attention to every move of the three.
In the six months since Dongjinghou was imprisoned, although there have been occasional disasters, they have not happened one after another like now.
Now, even within the mission in the Western Region, there are people who want to assassinate him!
It seems that after half a year of planning, a group of people hiding in the dark have lost their temper and are ready to eradicate the problem!
"The adopted son and daughter of Dongjing Hou...the ministers in the court who cling to imperial power...the radical faction of Jiange...the overseas dynasty..."
"I just don't know which force is the one that asked the Western Region envoy to assassinate me this time..."
Pei Qiong let out a breath and realized that he might face the most violent storm in the next period of time!
Here, Tuoba Ling didn't seem to notice the subtle change in Pei Qiong's expression. She looked at the green peaks on the other side with her beautiful eyes, and said with a smile on her lips:
"Brother Pei, the mountain scenery across the lake looks pretty good. Can we go over and enjoy the scenery later?"
Following Tuobaling's gaze, the mountains on the other side were covered with tall and green ancient trees, and bright flowers and plants were blooming all over the mountains and plains.
However, there are basically no traces of martial arts students on the mountain. It is a remote mountain range and there are not even trails for walking and climbing.
The mountains on the other side are sparsely populated and cannot be visited...
Especially the proposal to see the mountain scenery or the Messenger of the Western Regions...
Putting aside Yan Po's murderous intention, Pei Qiong is currently adhering to the principle of caution, so it is impossible for him to go to the other side to see the mountain scenery.
Furthermore, he has already noticed the murderous intention of the Western Region Mission towards him, so he is even less likely to fall into the trap himself.
Maybe there is an assassin lurking on the mountain on the other side at this time, waiting for him to pass by and kill him with one blow!
"We must quickly find a way to get rid of the people from the Western Region Mission."
Pei Qiong muttered to himself, glanced at the three people in front of him, and said apologetically: "Three guests, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to deal with, and I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you to the mountains on the other side."
"How about this? I'll find other martial arts students to accompany you, or you can envoys visit the martial arts pavilion on your own?"
"this......"
When Tuoba Ling and Tuoba Mu heard this, they looked at each other with surprised expressions in their eyes and were slightly stunned.
The two of them pondered for a while, but did not forcefully stay, and said: "Since Brother Pei has something to do..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure was as fast as lightning. The old woman standing next to her had a cold look on her face, and her body was full of energy and blood, like a ferocious beast that chose people to devour.
In an instant, the old woman appeared in front of Pei Qiong. Her palms were like talons that could crush iron and stone, and she reached towards Pei Qiong's neck.
She obviously sensed that Pei Qiong wanted to leave, so she no longer chose to hide, but decisively took action to kill Pei Qiong on the spot.
"What a terrifying momentum! The moves of a top martial arts master are so shocking!"
"As quiet as a rock, as moving as a mountain shaking, it seems that I can kill the enemy thousands of miles away and take the enemy's head!"
Pei Qiong was shocked. The old woman's figure was reflected in her eyes. Qi and blood circulated rapidly in her body, gathering in her fists along her meridians.
After traveling so far, he has already mastered two martial arts with the help of Golden Finger.
Every time, a lot of insights come to mind, as if I have been fighting for hundreds of years and tempering for a lifetime, and I am familiar with all kinds of experience, methods and techniques of killing enemies.
Coupled with the fact that he had sorted out the memories of his previous body every day for several days and practiced martial arts diligently, he had already become familiar with this body and could activate martial arts by raising his hand.
"drink--"
Pei Qiong shouted low and raised his fist to strike. It was like a giant ape punching, with overwhelming momentum. The terrifying force gathered on the fist and collided with the old woman's palms and claws!
Golden Scale Fist!
Click!
The fists and claws collided, and spider web-like cracks instantly appeared on the ground. The old woman took a few steps back and looked at Pei Qiong, who was flying backwards, in shock. She didn't expect that the person in front of her was actually hidden!
In a fight with her, he was able to catch her moves head-on!
With one move, Pei Qiong's fist seemed to hit indestructible black iron. His bones hurt, and the huge force caused his figure to fly backwards.
This unexpected turn of events shocked Tuoba Rong and Tuoba Mu into stunned silence. All the martial arts students along the way were startled and stepped back one after another.
"So strong!"
With the help of his remaining strength, Pei Qiong opened the distance between him and the old woman, staring at the old woman closely with eyes like an eagle.
"Ha, you are worthy of being the legitimate son of Dong Jinghou. He is quite accomplished in martial arts, but I am looking down on you!"
"You have such strength at such a young age. If you are given another period of time to understand the martial arts, I am afraid you will be able to leave such a great reputation in the world."
The old woman snorted coldly, her speed was as fast as a shadow, and she was about to attack again in the blink of an eye.
"Grandma Yan, stop! What are you doing!"
Seeing this scene, Tuobarong finally came to his senses, his expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly spoke to stop it.
The old woman turned a deaf ear, and the energy and blood in her body surged past the martial arts students along the way. Blood lines appeared on her fists and struck at Pei Qiong's heart.
"Be bold!"
At this time, the movement attracted the attention of the martial arts masters, and the chief instructor of Zhuque Pavilion, the martial arts arena, rushed over quickly.
He was tall and tall, with strong Qi and blood. He was holding a black iron long stick and his eyes were bright, like a King Kong who was not angry and powerful.
The figure of the chief instructor of Zhuque Pavilion flashed and stood in front of Pei Qiong. The black iron rod in his hand seemed as heavy as a stone, and he hit the old woman mercilessly.
An inch long, an inch strong!
The Chief Instructor of the Martial Arts Pavilion was a well-known figure on the "Martial Arts Earth Ranking" and was very powerful. The black iron long stick in his hand hit the old woman's abdomen in an instant and sent her flying out. Blood spurted out of her mouth and she staggered to her feet.
