After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

The dark, ominous clouds, like heavy blocks of iron, pressed down on the entire city.

Everyone felt a tangible pressure, their chests pounding, as if they could hardly breathe.

Meng Qianqian's arrow flew from the bow like a fleeting star hammer, piercing the dark night sky and striking the immovable figure with lightning speed.

Boom!
The figure crashed to the ground with a heavy thud.

Meng Lang's eyes widened: "You succeeded?"

Yu Chenglou was also greatly surprised.

Shan Cheng, that great wizard who surpassed his master, was he really shot by an arrow from Yin Hu Wei?

Thinking of the wizard's abilities, he subconsciously looked down, touched his chest, and checked for any injuries that had been transferred.

I'm glad I'm unharmed.

He then glanced at Meng Lang and Lu Yuan, both of whom were unharmed.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Qianqian... seems to actually have a way to deal with wizards.

Although it is unknown how she did it, her secrets and wonders are no less than those of Aymuran.

In the past, he would never have compared a little girl to the Queen of Loulan.

Is she really a small-time businesswoman?
Who exactly was her teacher?
Too many questions flashed through his mind. Even Yu Chenglou himself didn't realize that his curiosity about Meng Qianqian had long exceeded the limits of a transaction.

After Meng Qianqian shot that arrow, Yu Chenglou seemed to have thought about many things, but in reality, only a blink of an eye had passed.

When he looked at Meng Qianqian again, she had already used her lightness skill to leap into the room.

Lu Yuan pushed open the door before she could.

Clang!

The door slammed shut.

The moonlight, like water, spilled across the ground.

What came into view was a scene of chaotic chaos.

Lu Yuan raised his hand to Meng Qianqian, signaling her to wait.

He stepped forward, squatted down, examined the corpse, and said to Meng Qianqian, "A scarecrow."

Meng Lang and Yu Chenglou followed closely behind, and as soon as they reached the door, they heard this sentence, which was no less than a bolt from the blue.

The two men simultaneously showed expressions of shock and asked in unison, "A scarecrow?"

Meng Qianqian entered the house and looked at the lifelike scarecrow covered in a wizard's black robe on the ground, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

impossible.

She clearly sensed the wizard's presence.

She was certain that he was Shan Cheng.

Even if we've never met.

But she just had a gut feeling.

Perhaps it stems from the power of the priestess's bloodline within her.

"It's like a cicada shedding its shell."

Lu Yuan said, "He stayed in this room, then escaped."

Yu Chenglou asked, "How do you know?"

Before Lu Yuan could explain, Meng Lang said irritably, "He's the head of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Do you even know what the Embroidered Uniform Guard does?"

Yu Chenglou certainly understands.

Lu Yuan's judgment was never wrong.

No clue, however small, can escape his notice.

Looking at it this way, this man is terrifyingly strong in every aspect.

Lu Yuan said, "However, you hurt him."

He pointed to a barely visible bloodstain on the wizard's robe.

Meng Lang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "Seriously? It's smaller than a grain of rice, and you can even spot that?"

Does his lazy brother-in-law have eyes like a dog?!

Naturally, he dared not say it aloud.

After Chenlong, he also learned to keep his mouth shut in front of Lu Yuan.

Meng Qianqian looked at the snake and dragon on Yu Chenglou and Meng Lang's backs, and their breathing was indeed gradually becoming smoother.

It seems Lu Yuan's deduction was correct; she did injure Shan Cheng.

It's a pity we didn't kill him.

He got away!

"Uh...uh..."

The sound of a woman sobbing could be heard coming from the next room.

Yu Chenglou's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly carried the snake to the next room. Following the sound of sobbing, he walked to the cabinet, opened the door, and saw: "Ayan!"

Inside the wardrobe, a beautiful young woman was bound hand and foot, gagged, and huddled miserably in a corner.

Meng Lang leaned closer, looked at her, and asked, "Your sister?"

"Ok!"

Yu Chenglou put the snake down, took out his younger sister, and released her from her restraints.

"Brother!"

Yu Ruyan threw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Yu Chenglou hugged her tightly and said reassuringly, "It's alright, it's alright, your brother has come to save you..."

"Brother..."

Yu Ruyan was terrified and cried uncontrollably.

After she had finished crying, Yu Chenglou took her to Meng Qianqian and asked Meng Qianqian to take her pulse to see if she was injured or poisoned.

"Minor abrasions, startled, nothing serious."

Meng Qianqian said.

Yu Ruyan was not Ayimulan's target, and Ayimulan had no reason to torture her.

After hearing Meng Qianqian's words, Yu Chenglou's heart, which had been hanging in suspense all night, finally settled down.

He said solemnly, "Tiger Guard, I will remember this kindness and repay it if I have the opportunity in the future!"

Meng Qianqian nodded and asked Yu Ruyan, "Do you remember what happened after you were kidnapped?"

Yu Ruyan looked nervously at Yu Chenglou.

Yu Chenglou said softly, "Yin Huwei is your brother's friend. You can trust her and tell her everything you know."

Yu Ruyan then revealed everything that had happened.

It turned out that after she was captured by Aymuran's men, she was immediately blindfolded and put into a carriage.

She didn't know where she was taken, only that she had left Loulan.

After wandering around for several days, she finally got off the carriage and arrived at this inn.

"They also captured two men, one carrying a very large sword box and the other with blue eyes."

"Is it them?" Meng Qianqian pointed to Chenlong and Sishe, who were sitting motionless on the grand chair, their acupoints sealed with silver needles.

Yu Ruyan then realized that there were two living people sitting in the room.

She was startled and gasped softly.

She then carefully examined the two men and nodded weakly, "It's them."

Meng Qianqian then asked, "Were there any other people brought here before or after them?"

Yu Ruyan shook her head: "I finally got a chance to escape, and I was only thinking about leaving as soon as possible, so I didn't dare to inquire carefully. Unfortunately, in the end, I failed and was discovered, which is why they locked me in the closet..."

At this point, she seemed to remember something, and her eyebrows twitched. "Ah! I remember now, it seems... it seems there's someone next door to me!"

Meng Qianqian frowned: "Who?"

Yu Ruyan recalled, "I...I was locked in the closet, blindfolded, and couldn't see anything...but I heard him behind the wall saying...saying...fireworks..."

"Iron Flower Smelting..."

Meng Qianqiansu shook her hand.

It's Father!
The news from Yucheng Tower was correct; Father had indeed arrived here.

However, he ran into Shan Cheng again and was captured by him...

Shan Cheng went through all this trouble, luring them into a trap and using witchcraft to control her brother and the snake, but her true purpose wasn't with her and Lu Yuan.

It was his father.

Shan Cheng first deliberately spread the news through Yu Cheng Lou, luring his brother and Si She into a trap, and then using them to deal with his father, so as to capture his father and bring him back.

Unexpectedly, the plan was disrupted, and things did not develop as he had anticipated.

But why restrain Lu Yuan for half an hour...?

It's not a case of the cicada shedding its shell.

It's a feint!
Father is in danger!
"I'm going to save people!"

Lu Yuan had guessed this too, and took Meng Qianqian's hand, saying, "Wait for me here."

Meng Qianqian said seriously, "No, you need to regulate your breathing for half an hour. The time hasn't come yet, so you can't force yourself to circulate your energy. Meng Lang, watch over him!"

Meng Lang pointed to himself: "Me?"

Lu Yuan: "He can't keep an eye on him."

"Then kill him."

"It wasn't the two of you, it was me, it was me..."

Meng Lang put his hands on his hips and said, "Isn't my life a life?"

Meng Qianqian: "I can't lose any more important people."

Lu Yuan looked deeply into her eyes, sensing the burning passion and turmoil beneath her calm demeanor, and his heart stirred: "Okay."

Meng Qianqian slung the large bow over her shoulder and used her lightness skill to disappear into the night.

Yu Chenglou had just taken his first step.

In the darkness, Meng Qianqian's voice drifted out, barely audible: "No one is allowed to follow."

Yu Chenglou sighed.

Three grown men, staring at each other, wide-eyed.

Meng Lang: "It's about adjusting my breathing, that's what she told me to do."

Lu Yuan snorted coldly and sat down to meditate.

He is not a fussy or overly concerned person.

Since I've already agreed, I should recover as soon as possible so I can help her sooner.

Meng Qianqian whistled.

The falcon flapped its wings and circled, snatched Shan Cheng's clothes, memorized Shan Cheng's scent, and with its eyesight and other senses at their peak, it charged majestically into the night.

It leads the way.

Meng Qianqian followed closely behind.

The sandstorm from the west city howled in her face, sweeping across her delicate features.

She felt a slight stinging pain.

She didn't stop, and quickened her pace even further.

Father.

Her father really did come to see her.

She must find her father.

She couldn't let her father fall back into the hands of the Loulan people.

She had so much to say to her father.

she……

Her mind was filled with indescribable emotions, and even her eyes were moist.

"Gah!"

With a flutter of its feathers, the falcon flew over and stopped Meng Qianqian.

Meng Qianqian's steps came to an abrupt halt.

She stopped at the edge of a cliff.

The falcon landed on the cliff, one wing on its hip, and hurled extremely offensive insults!

What are you doing?
Looking for death?
Leave the jerky behind before you die!
Meng Qianqian stared at the endless abyss, panting heavily.

At her feet was a series of messy footprints.

Someone has been here.

Someone slipped and fell.

She picked up the rusty wind chime from the edge of the cliff and looked at the bleeding handprint.

He tried to grab it... but he couldn't...

"He fell..."

She knelt on the ground, stroking the bloody handprint, clutching the rusty wind chime, tears of pain streaming down her face.

"I'm late..."

"I was too late..."

His frail body trembled in the pitch-black night.

The falcon, its head drooping, strode toward her and gently nuzzled the back of her hand.

Meng Qianqian cried uncontrollably.

"Why...why...couldn't I be faster..."

Falcon: Foolish woman, you can't go any faster...

Meng Qianqian gripped the wind chime tightly, its sharp edges almost piercing her palm.

However, physical pain is nothing compared to the pain in one's heart.

Scalding tears fell in a splattering sound, burning the back of her hand like molten iron.

Just then, a familiar yet trembling male voice suddenly came from behind:
"Little Nine..." (End of Chapter)