Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 41 Chapter 41

The next day.

In the early morning, a strange figure came to Zhang Yuanqing's mountain hut.

The man had a handsome face, different-colored pupils, red cloud-patterned flowers printed between his eyebrows, his forehead was tied with a red rope, his long hair was tied high with a crown symbolizing the status of a king, and he wore royal clothes that symbolized his status all the year round.

From the left wrist to the left chest, there is a totem tattoo of twelve holes.

There is a Tang knife on his waist.

His expression was stern, and his steps were steady and firm.

Just as the man approached, the door of the hut opened suddenly, and a gust of wind whizzed past.

"Your Excellency came here uninvited, are you an enemy or a friend?"

In the dark and deep room, Zhang Yuanqing's white-clothed Shengxue figure walked slowly.

He stood between the light and shadow, half bright and half dark, his aura was like an endless abyss, as if he wanted to swallow the surrounding light, exuding a terrifying aura that devoured the soul.

A smile appeared on that man's cold and handsome face, and he said lightly: "Oh, I think... it should be an enemy, but not a friend either."

"Qi Wang Li Maozhen, met Mr. Zhang."

There was some strangeness in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, he walked out of the shadows, and came to Li Maozhen, with a smile on his face, but there was no politeness in his eyes, on the contrary, he was a bit domineering and domineering.

"It's really flattering for His Highness King Qi to pay you a sudden visit."

Li Maozhen raised her eyes and looked directly into Zhang Yuanqing's gaze.

Vaguely, Li Maozhen saw the person in the painting coming out of her sister's boudoir.

I couldn't help but feel a little more dazed.

"It's you?"

Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows, wondering why Li Maozhen was so upset.

It was fine just now, why did you turn around so quickly.

"You and I have never met, His Royal Highness King Qi recognizes me?"

When Li Maozhen remembered that when her sister heard that the champion who killed Huang Chao had died, she would get angry every day because of the distraught look of the person in the portrait.

Now that this person is not dead, he is right in front of his eyes, telling Li Maozhen how to calm down.

Li Maozhen's strangely colored pupils showed a trace of anger, and she continued to approach each word as she spoke word by word.

"You are not dead yet, my champion... General Shenwei Tiance!"

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, he never thought that he had such a great reputation back then, how could King Qi, who was far away in Fengxiang, recognize him.

Isn't that killing Huang Chao?Put down Li Keyong's rebellion?

It's not like people all over the world know me, right?

As soon as Li Maozhen saw this face, she couldn't restrain her annoyance, and completely forgot the purpose of this trip.

Seeing that Li Maozhen was suddenly full of hostility towards him, Zhang Yuanqing stopped thinking about it, the smile on his face gradually subsided, and an invisible momentum unfolded, confronting him.

A king, a generation of princes.

The two people who met for the first time were at war with each other at this moment, and invisible internal forces were secretly confronting each other.

The aura of the kings of Li Maozhen's generation is like a high mountain, sacred and inviolable.

And Zhang Yuanqing's aura is like a vast ocean, the waves are choppy, like thunder at every turn, showing his sharpness.

With the stimulation of internal force, the rocks under the two people's feet cracked inch by inch, and the thick trees around them kept swaying, and the leaves were flying, and they were turned into dust before they hit the ground.

The twelve-hole tattoo totem on Li Maozhen's arm lit up, and the eyes of different colors shone with a icy cold light.

At this moment, he had exerted all his strength, but he still couldn't shake Zhang Yuanqing at all.

The impact of internal force is like a mud cow entering the sea, but it can't make any waves.

Before Zhang Yuanqing exerted his strength, Li Maozhen had reached his limit, veins popped up on his forehead, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

"Song Wentong, who first joined the Zhenzhou Boye Army, stationed in Fengtian, was promoted to captain with his military merits. In the first year of Guangming, he defeated the Huangchao rebel general Shang Rang. He became the commander of the imperial army. In the second year of Guangqi, he executed the eunuch Tian Lingzi Emperor Xizong made meritorious deeds, and he was given the title of Jiedushi by the official Baiwu Ding. Li Maozhen, in the third year of Guangqi, beheaded the judge Li Changfu, saved the life of the emperor, and was named Fengxiang, Longyou Jiedushi. Since then, you have made great achievements , lenient, benevolent, loving things, keeping the people safe, but your ambitions are constantly expanding, and your separatist forces have nearly reached fifty states."

"You disappeared mysteriously 15 years ago, and the country of Qi was handed over to your younger sister, who is now the empress of Huanyinfang, right?"

While talking and laughing, Zhang Yuanqing recounted Li Maozhen's past one by one, his expression was calm and breezy, without any signs of fatigue.

At this moment Li Maozhen already realized that he was not Zhang Yuanqing's opponent, but he could not control him if he wanted to stop.

Zhang Yuanqing's aura was fully opened, and his aura was rising steadily. The pressure made Li Maozhen's spine bend, and his legs began to tremble.

Zhang Yuanqing used to be a lieutenant of bad guys, and the intelligence system of bad guys is completely open to him, so it is not difficult to know some secrets.

But these words sounded like stormy waves in Li Maozhen's heart.

He thinks that what he has done is perfect, but when all the secrets are revealed, it is inevitable that his mind will be disturbed.

"You, who are you...?"

Li Maozhen panted heavily, supported by his will and pride as a man, as a king, he did not allow himself to fall down.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that your death is coming, and that's what matters."

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly withdrew his momentum, Li Maozhen staggered as if relieved, and almost fell down after a while of weakness.

Zhang Yuanqing said again: "Do you think that the death-life Gu that you painstakingly refined can really protect you from death?"

"As everyone knows, in the eyes of the real strong, these are just children's play games."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't know what Li Maozhen was feeling when his secret was revealed again, but he knew that Li Maozhen could no longer be as calm as calm water.

Perishing life Gu, the secret method of Twelve Caves, resides in Li Maozhen's spleen, and it can be accomplished by offering his own flesh and blood for ten years. After refining, as long as the Gu does not die, people will not die.

Once Gu dies, people will die.

Even though Li Maozhen's Huan Yin Jue skills are even above the Great Heavenly Rank, Zhang Yuanqing's skills have already surpassed two Jiazi. It can be said that he is the No. 1 under Yuan Tiangang, and the real one is below ten thousand.

With such an extraordinary and holy state, besides, he has fused the strongest Gu insects and is already the king of ten thousand Gu, how can he not see through Li Maozhen?

"What do you mean by that?"

Li Maozhen didn't see any killing intent in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, so she asked back.

"It seems that you really don't know."

Zhang Yuanqing turned and walked towards the hut with his hands behind his back, turned his head and said, "Come in and talk."

Li Maozhen thought for a while, then lifted her heel up.

The two sat opposite each other.

Zhang Yuanqing sucked a jar of good wine with his internal force and poured two cups.

"If you want to die clearly, then I will explain it to you."

"First of all, as King Qi, you can rule one side separately, and your power can be said to be at the height of the sky."

Hearing this, Li Maozhen puffed up her chest slightly, quite proudly.

Zhang Yuanqing said again: "But as your power grows stronger, your ambitions are also quietly growing. Today, the feudal towns are divided and the world is in chaos. You want to sit on the throne of the ninety-five supreme, don't you?"

"Yes."

Li Maozhen answered very simply, picked up the wine bowl in front of her and drank it down in one gulp.

"go on."

(End of this chapter)