Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 118 Chapter 118
a few days later.

Late one night.

Zhang Yuanqing came outside the inn alone.

After a while, Zhang Zifan also came out and sat beside Zhang Yuanqing.

"Father, it's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

"can not fall asleep."

Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, he still had a lot of worries in his heart, as well as the pursuers behind him, the way forward was unknown, everything was a sad hurdle.

"Tomorrow we will go to Tianshan Mountain with Brother Li to reforge the Longquan sword, won't you go with us?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and said: "No, you can handle this trivial matter enough, I'll stay to deal with those tough bones."

Hearing this, Zhang Zifan turned his head to look at Zhang Yuanqing's side face.

"You want to deal with them alone?"

"Yes, otherwise?"

"But there are so many of them, just because of your martial arts, you can't beat four hands with two fists, and you will suffer."

Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand and said relaxedly: "It's not as difficult as you said, it's just a little effort, don't worry, when you come back, I will wait for you at home."

As Zhang Yuanqing said, he threw the Longquan treasure box into the air and began to play with it back and forth.

"With this gadget, they will at most send a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it's fine."

Zhang Zifan clenched his fists, looked directly at Zhang Yuanqing and said, "You know that's not what I meant, I..."

"Okay, it's getting late, and we have to hurry tomorrow, so go to bed early."

After speaking, Zhang Yuanqing picked up the Longquan treasure box, stood up and entered the inn.

Only Zhang Zifan was left sitting outside alone, with a downcast expression, as if he had a bad premonition.

At this time, in the corner outside the inn, Li Xingyun, who had been eavesdropping, came out with a jar of wine.

The two brothers sat outside, with the evening wind blowing, but neither of them spoke.

...

The next day.

A few people rushed forward and drove away in dust all the way.

Zhang Yuanqing was sitting on a stool outside the inn drinking wine.

At this time, the inn was empty, and the shopkeeper and the waiter were all sent away with a gold ingot.

At the same time, a group of uninvited guests came to the Mobei Sun Worship Department, where the last piece of extraterrestrial iron in the world, which is the raw material of the Longquan Sword, was stored.

Zhang Yuanqing watched the boys leave, hoping their trip goes well.

Song Shuiyun showed up with the six holy concubines, and saw Zhang Yuanqing who was drinking.

"Brother Zhang, where are they?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing raised his head, met Song Shuiyun's beautiful eyes, and smiled softly: "Sit down and talk to me."

Song Shuiyun put down his sword and picked up the wine jar in front of Zhang Yuanqing to pour wine.

"Unexpectedly, you and Li Maozhen have really reached this point."

Looking at Song Shuiyun's face, Zhang Yuanqing spoke leisurely.

"Brother Wang is determined to go his own way, and for the obsession in his heart to disrupt the world...he has changed."

"Yes, this world always forces people to be black and white, but when everything can be looked back, you will find that it was all in vain. Everyone understands this truth, but no one is willing to accept it."

The wine glasses collided, and the two drank the wine in one gulp.

"Miss Song, why did you come here this time?"

Song Shuiyun raised her beautiful eyes, looked directly into Zhang Yuanqing's eyes and said, "Longquan treasure box."

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback, and asked, "You also want the Longquan treasure?"

Song Shuiyun shook his head, his eyes were low, and he said softly: "Brother Zhang, everyone knows that you are holding the Longquan treasure box. I think they will kill them soon. What will you do then? I'm afraid with this hot potato..."

"But you're not afraid of getting yourself burned with it? Besides, you're still bringing these little girls with you."

The Holy Princesses replied in unison: "We are not afraid, since we have chosen this path, we will have no regrets when we go down the mountain to the sea of ​​fire!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, please trust us."

"The women in our Huanyinfang don't have any cowards. The worst thing is to die and come back in the next life."

Song Shuiyun opened his mouth and said again: "Brother Zhang, listen to me, now the pursuit of soldiers is to win Longquan and I will not give up, and I also know that Brother Wang left Qi Kingdom for 16 years just to unlock the secret of this Longquan treasure box, and I am His only relative, he won't do anything to me, I hold it, you will be safer."

"I see."

Zhang Yuanqing said with a light smile, raised his hand and pushed the Longquan treasure box over.

"Then please help me take this thing to the Zangbing Valley in Zhongnan Mountain and give it to the bad commander. Remember, don't open it, otherwise you will be in danger of life, understand?"

Hearing this, Song Shuiyun showed off his face with a smile, and in an instant, he was youthful and beautiful.

"Okay, I promise you."

----

At this moment, in the hidden pile of Tongwen Museum.

Fake Li's face was gloomy, and he sat on the chair without saying a word.

In the hall, King Jin and King Qi sat side by side, they were all silent, as if they were waiting for someone.

At this time, Tan Ma came to report that Li Xingyun and others had already left, but no trace of Zhang Yuanqing was found.

"It looks like he's waiting for us."

Li Maozhen's pupils flickered, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

The former friendship has long been forgotten, different ways, no conspiracy, this is what he once said, since we can't be friends, let's understand it with our own hands.

Fake Li said impatiently: "Then what are you waiting for? Do it."

The spy whispered, "The ghost king..."

"Don't worry about him! One more of him is not much, one less of him is not much, without him, I can still get the Longquan treasure!"

Fake Li walked out, hurriedly gathered people to get on their horses, and went straight to the inn.

In the room, Li Keyong and Li Maozhen looked at each other, and their thoughts met in an instant.

"Let's go, Zhengchen, and meet up with old friends."

Hearing this, Li Maozhen stood up and stepped out of the door.

"The sky is about to change, King Jin should be more careful."

"You too."

...

At this moment, outside the inn.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly opened his eyes, one eye with two pupils, double pupils emerged.

The person he was waiting for came.

I saw a burst of dust flying in the distance, iron hooves trampling through the silent mountain forest, bringing a strong murderous aura.

Zhang Yuanqing stood up, kicked away the obstructing tables and chairs, stretched his waist and walked slowly forward.

"Appreciate~"

Fake Li reined in the reins, and a cold light shot out from behind him.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled contemptuously, and raised his hand to catch the flying scimitar with two fingers.

"If you're in such a hurry, you have to do it, and you don't even say hello. I don't want your Tongwen Museum's way of 'before the soldiers', Li Keyong."

Li Keyong slowly appeared in a wheelchair, his eyes were serious, and he looked calmly at Zhang Yuanqing who was in a calm and breezy state.

"Where's the box?"

Zhang Yuanqing hooked his fingers, not paying attention to him at all.

"Want? Get it yourself."

Li Ke was furious, and slammed his hands on the wheelchair, and his whole body disappeared instantly like a flying shell.

"boom--"

The two palmed each other, and an extremely domineering aura swept across in an instant.

At this moment, Li Maozhen waited for the opportunity to move, his movement was as fast as lightning, and the purple lightning flashed in his palm. Like a ghost, he suddenly rushed out from behind Li Keyong, and directly took Zhang Yuanqing's head.

Zhang Yuanqing snorted coldly, and the true energy in his whole body burst out loudly, setting up a wall of energy and sending the two of them flying.

The blazing arrogance rose, and the internal strength of the three Jiazi all exploded, and the terrifying aura made the world's color change.

"I said, you can't make it through."

----

is the day.

Mobei Sun Worship Department.

In the barren desert, Gobi and yellow sand are the main colors here.

Iron hooves clanged in the distance, shaking the ground.

A team of gold and iron horses was chasing a seriously injured young man.

Li Siyuan, who had disappeared for a long time, was in the hunting team, colluding with Prince Yelulage of Mobei, in order to repay the favor of saving Dingzhou Pass.

And the person who was hunted down was Yelubao, the heir to the throne appointed by the former Prince of Mobei.

(End of this chapter)