Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 349: Meng Shuxuan, Tianxing Pavilion! (Two in One)

"Where?" Yang Zhen asked immediately.

After several days of fruitless searching, he urgently needed some information.

Even if it's just a little unreliable clue, it's better than searching around like a headless fly.

Chu Wantong raised his hand and pointed at the sand map.

Song Changming looked carefully and saw that the location that Chu Wantong pointed to was at the border of Yunzhou, not far from the red soil continent that came out of the abyss.

"How did you know?" Yang Zhen was not happy immediately, but continued to ask.

"I have captured many Huali Nu monsters alive. Most of them are very tough, but there are a few who can't bear the torture and choose to betray their tribe. I learned this from one of the Huali Nu monsters." Chu Wantong said frankly.

"Is the news reliable?" Yang Zhen was still a little worried.

"I can ensure that the other party did not lie at that time, but I can't guarantee whether it is accurate or not." Chu Wantong said in a deep voice with an expressionless face.

Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, then stood up and decided to appoint a general to lead the team.

Song Changming was not surprised by this.

After all, there is only this clue from Chu Wantong's mouth. No matter what, we must investigate it.

"Master Flag Master, please let me lead the way. The city lord has been very kind to me. No matter what, I will avenge him this time!" Chu Wantong asked with a fist clasped, his tone extremely firm.

"Are you okay with your injuries?" Yang Zhen asked, glancing at Chu Wantong's injured body.

"No problem!" Chu Wantong said seriously, without any hesitation because of the injuries on his body.

He must go on this trip!
"Okay then." Seeing that the other party was full of passion and determined for revenge, Yang Zhen agreed to Chu Wantong's request.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to gather the troops, suddenly a loud and clear bird cry was heard from the sky above Fengcheng.

The people of the entire Fengcheng heard the sound and looked up.

Then a bright golden roc descended from the sky, with the sunlight pouring down, just like a flamingo flying down from the scorching sun on the dome.

When Chu Wantong saw the golden-winged Roc, his expression changed slightly and he felt a little more guilty.

"Demons? No, there's someone riding on it." Xing Tiexin said this, but he still held the spear tightly. The seven martial veins in his body were slightly activated, and the strong energy surged.

The golden-winged Roc flew straight towards the City Lord's Mansion where they were.

"Do you want to activate the protective formation?" Xing Tiexin looked at Yang Zhen.

If Yang Zhen wanted to keep this guy of unknown origin out of the city, he would set out without hesitation to intercept the big bird.

"General, don't open the protective formation. That's the city lord's daughter!" Chu Wantong said hurriedly.

Hearing this, Song Changming suddenly remembered that it was Meng Shuxuan who had given him ten mid-grade spirit crystals as start-up capital.

The eldest daughter of Meng Jianli who was practicing in Tianxing Pavilion in the Three Thousand Spiritual Mountains.

He had lost sight of the golden-winged Roc and for a moment he had lost all memory of it.

Back then, Meng Shuxuan also descended from the sky on a giant roc of this rare bloodline.

However, unlike the calm and aloof look she had back then, when she saw this girl again, her eyes were red and there were faint traces of tears on her pretty face.

"Where's my father!"

Meng Shuxuan's eyes swept across Yang Zhen, Song Changming and others, and fell on Chu Wantong, whom she was most familiar with.

When questioned, Chu Wantong trembled all over and was unable to speak.

"The city lord has already..."

Meng Shuxuan's eyes and long eyelashes trembled, indicating that she was not at peace inside.

"I want to see my father."

Chu Wantong looked at Yang Zhen.

Now the highest command authority of the City Lord’s Mansion is in the hands of Yang Zhen, and he has no say in the matter.

Yang Zhen nodded. He could understand the other party's feelings after losing his father. He did not urge him unkindly and only asked Song Changming to accompany him.

A quiet room in the mansion.

Meng Shuxuan saw her biological mother, and Meng Jianli's other family members were all there to wait for her.

In the quiet room, there was a coffin lying horizontally, and inside was the body of Meng Jianli.

There are runes on the coffin, which can keep the corpse intact for three years without decaying.

"Xuanxuan." Meng's mother hugged Meng Shuxuan, who was standing there in a daze, with unspeakable sadness.

Song Changming did not follow in, but just waited outside the quiet room.

He had a brief encounter with Meng Jianli, but they were not familiar with each other.

This is at most a pity that such a good city lord is gone.

After a long time, Meng Shuxuan finally walked out with a sword in hand.

Her eyes were now even redder than before.

"Has the murderer who assassinated my father been caught?" Meng Shuxuan took a deep breath and asked.

"Sorry, I have already killed him. I regret not giving you the chance to kill your enemy with my own hands." Song Changming replied.

Meng Shuxuan looked at Song Changming.

"Where is that group of flower raccoon slaves?"

"I'm just about to go, but it may not be true." Song Changming said.

"take me."

Song Changming was not surprised by this.

Whether it is Chu Wantong or Meng Shuxuan, they both need revenge to express their inner grief.

"Let's go." Song Changming walked over and met up with Yang Zhen.

Half an hour later, Fengcheng's city defense formation was activated again.

At the same time, dozens of figures rose into the sky and headed towards the southern border of Yunzhou.

It was Yang Zhen, Song Changming and his party.

This time, in order to find out the whereabouts of the demon clan and to avoid alerting the enemy, no large troops were brought along.

He only chose to take some generals and officers with him. In addition, Chu Wantong also selected some outstanding generals and officers from the Fengcheng City Defense Force to go with him.

In total, there are dozens of innate-level military warriors, plus the city lord’s daughter Meng Shuxuan.

The group flew and arrived at the destination indicated by Chu Wantong in just half a day.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Meng Shuxuan let her golden-winged Roc hide in the clouds, and she followed the team down.

Continuing to search in the southeast direction, they soon found a depression among the barren mountains and hills.

This depression still has water flowing into it from somewhere unknown. Although it is close to the red soil continent, there are still rare vegetation.

In this area of ​​tens of thousands of miles of barren land, it is quite rare to see such a vibrant place.

Several people stood on the top of a barren mountain, overlooking the vast depression.

"It should be here!" Chu Wantong looked at the direction and confirmed.

"This place is not far from the treasure land of southern Xinjiang." Xing Tiexin looked at the rolling sea of ​​clouds in the southeast direction and suddenly guessed.

"Could it be that this Hua Li slave was brought from Southern Xinjiang?" Meng Shuxuan's eyes became increasingly colder as she stared at the depression in front of her, constantly scanning for any possible traces of the demon clan.

She didn't care where this was, nor did she want to know the true origins of the demon clan.

She only knew that she had to kill people to avenge her father!

"Search in three groups. Tiexin, you lead one team, I'll lead one too, Changming, you too. Also..."

Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment, and then asked Meng Shuxuan and Chu Wantong to join Song Changming's team.

Chu Wantong is a general in the army, so it's easier to deal with him. But as for Meng Shuxuan, only Song Changming can talk to her, and even Yang Zhen can't control her.

At the same time, the other party's identity also made him quite concerned.

Not only is he a member of the Meng family in the core city, but he is also a disciple of the Tianxing Pavilion in the Three Thousand Spiritual Mountains. And it seems that he is not an ordinary disciple of the Tianxing Pavilion. He can't be too tough on this.

God knows which great master or boss stands behind the other party. Even their King Cui may have to treat him with courtesy when he sees him!
Therefore, he had no choice but to trouble Song Changming.

"If this young lady wants to force it, you can let her do it, but make sure nothing happens to her, otherwise we will be in trouble. Remember, her life is more important than the mission."

Before leaving, Yang Zhen said a few words to Song Changming alone. He still believed in Song Changming's ability.

As long as Song Changming sensed the crisis and wanted to leave, even he would not be sure that he could keep Song Changming.

"Okay." Song Changming shook his head and agreed helplessly.

It seems that the Tianxing Pavilion behind Meng Shuxuan is more powerful than he expected.

However, he was not sure whether Meng Shuxuan really needed his protection. After all, she was not a delicate girl.

Afterwards, Yang Zhen gave everyone a piece of talisman paper.

"This is a second-level Qi Concealing Talisman, one for each person."

Song Changming took the talisman paper, flipped through it, and gently stroked the intricate runes on it with his fingers, showing great interest.

This was a category of runes that he had not mastered.

He knew about the breath-hiding talisman, and the effect of the talisman paper was simple, which was to conceal the breath.

Usually, such an effect can last for a day and make it impossible for others to sense the user's aura.

This one is not cheap, and I don’t know whether the military will reimburse me for it when I return.

But seeing how calm Yang Zhen was, I guess there was a way to get it reimbursed.

When it was given to Meng Shuxuan, she just glanced at it indifferently.

"No need." After saying that, she wiped her hand and took out a similar Qi-hiding talisman from the Qiankun Ring.

Song Changming had done some research on the art of runes, so he could tell at a glance that the one in Meng Shuxuan's hand was obviously of a higher grade.

There is also the Qiankun Ring in the other party's hand, which is also a scarce item in the hands of the aristocratic families in the main city.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen didn't give any more.

After discussing some details, everyone did not stay any longer. After each of them put on a talisman to conceal their energy, they split into three groups and the three teams plunged into the depression below.

In the depression, the mist was extremely heavy, accompanied by many swampy muds that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, as well as some poisonous miasma mixed in the mist.

I have to say that although there is a lot of green vegetation here, the environment is not very comfortable.

In a mountain covered with ivy, there is a huge cave with excellent concealment.

The cave was much drier than the depression outside, and there was a demonic aura in the air, as well as many piles of white bones.

If you look closely, you can find that most of these bones are human bones.

"It is said that Lord Yin successfully assassinated the Lord of Fengcheng, but he has not returned for such a long time. Could something have happened to him?" Inside the cave, several flower raccoon slave monsters with raccoon ears on their heads were walking around and talking to each other.

"Don't talk nonsense. Lord Yin is a big shot from Southern Xinjiang. How could he get into trouble?"

"How can nothing happen? Look, even our leader has been hiding in this cave all this time, and he told us not to catch people to eat. Isn't this asking for our lives?"

"You dare to say bad things about the leader, you want to die!"

"Without human flesh to eat, life is meaningless." The flower cat slave demon said nonchalantly.

The next moment, at the corner, a tall and slender figure as tall as a telephone pole appeared in front of these Hualinu people.

"Boss! Leader!" Several flower cat slave monsters were startled.

At this moment, the Hua Linu leader had a very ugly expression on his face, staring at the tribesman who had just complained about him.

"Since you feel you've had enough of life, I'll grant your wish!"

After saying that, the leader of the Huali slaves raised his claws and smashed the head of the tribe member who spoke so arrogantly.

"Chief, please spare our lives!" When the other flower-cat slave monsters saw their leader's gaze sweeping over them, they hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, not daring to look up.

"Hmph! Get out of here!" The leader snorted heavily, and after scaring away a few tribe monsters, he apologetically smiled at the two white-robed figures following behind him.

"I'm sorry to have made you two adults laugh."

The two white-robed figures were not even half the size of the leader of the Huali slaves, and their aura was barely audible, making them look extremely mysterious.

“Stop talking nonsense and don’t waste my time!” One of the shorter men in white robes spoke in a slightly old voice, which was cold and murderous.

"Yes, yes, please come this way." The leader of the Huali slaves, who had been so arrogant just now, immediately lowered his posture and never straightened his bent back again.

It was obvious that he was very afraid of the two men in white robes, and he led them respectfully into his king's cave.

The so-called Wang Ku was named by himself.

He heard that human cities had city palaces and royal palaces, so he followed suit and built himself a royal cave that he thought was in line with his status as a leader, as his bedroom.

Even many of the designs inside imitated the structure of human mansions.

The man in white robe entered the king's cave, took a quick look, and couldn't help but sneer, "A mere cat dares to imitate a human to build a palace. What a clumsy joke."

"Yes, your Excellency is right." Even if Hua Linu leader was very angry, he did not dare to show any signs of outburst at this moment.

"Let's get down to business." The old voice came again, with a hint of impatience.

It seemed as if staying here for one more minute would be a demotion.

"Okay, sir, please tell me. If you need my help, I will do my best to get it for you!" said the leader of the Hualinu slaves humbly.

"I want you to kill someone. If you succeed, you will get some benefits. If not, there is no need to keep your Hualinu clan anymore." The man in white robe said calmly.

The threat was explicit.

"No, I don't know who you want me to kill?" The leader stuttered. He knew he had no right to choose.

Being targeted by the two men in white robes, he had no choice but to do as they said in order to have a chance of survival.

"You will know when the time comes. I think they will be here soon." The man in white robe didn't say much.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an anxious voice coming from outside.

"Chief, chief, something big has happened!" several flower cat slaves shouted.

"There is a group of warriors outside, wearing armor and very powerful. Many monsters have died in their hands. Now they are approaching our cave!"

"Boss, think of a solution quickly!"

"What!" The leader of the Huali slaves stood up suddenly and was stunned when he heard the news.

He never imagined that his lair would be discovered so quickly.

(End of this chapter)