After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 92 Can’t get rid of it

Hearing this, Zhang He's eyes flashed and he subconsciously cast a questioning look at Han Meiyan.

Han Meiyan shook her head imperceptibly, then turned to Li Musheng, showing a pure and elegant smile, and said softly:

"Don't worry, sir. I will do my best to lead you out of this water maze."

As she spoke, she bowed slightly and signaled Zhang He to drive the wooden boat towards the depths of the cave shrouded in smoke.

Li Yuanling, who saw this scene, did not think there was anything wrong with it. She immediately used her martial arts energy to guide the wooden boat and followed the wooden boat of Han Meiyan and the others.

At this time, Li Musheng suddenly asked:
"Sister, who do you think is prettier, the woman in front or you?"

Li Yuanling frowned and hesitated for a moment before looking at Li Musheng and saying:

"Aren't we all equally beautiful?"

Hearing this, Li Musheng touched his chin and looked at the backs of Han Meiyan and Zhang He on the wooden boat in front of him, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Although Han Meiyan's charm was useless to him, judging from Li Yuanling's performance, the charm she possessed was indeed extraordinary, as she was able to make a princess of Dali give up her womanly desire to compare with others and praise the appearance of a strange woman.

Moreover, Li Musheng could naturally see that Han Meiyan's martial arts skills were not weak.

It is hard to say whether the two demons came to Fuzhou City for any other purpose. Perhaps they came for the magical object that could improve their martial arts skills.

If that's the case, letting them take the lead would save him a lot of trouble.

At the same time, Han Meiyan and Zhang He on the wooden boat in front were driving the boat forward while communicating with each other through lines of true Qi.

"Why doesn't Lady Saint continue?"

"This Eighth Prince is no ordinary person. My seductive tricks are useless to him. Besides, he is a very problematic person."

Han Meiyan, who had her back to the wooden boat where Li Musheng was, suddenly became extremely serious and said:

"I think you should have noticed something. He seems to have no Qi fluctuations in his body, and no martial arts Qi to protect his body, but the smoke and poisonous gas around him have no effect on him."

Zhang He looked thoughtful, then nodded:

"Perhaps he swallowed a poison-repelling pill. However, the fact that he remained indifferent to the Saint's charm is truly puzzling."

"Besides, they must be surrounded by martial arts masters guarding them, so we really can't act rashly."

However, Han Meiyan shook her head, her eyes flickering, and said:

"You don't understand. The Six Desires Scripture I practice has its own unique features. It can sense some unnoticeable dangers in the dark and give me warnings."

"And when I faced his eyes just now, for a moment, I felt an inexplicable fear in my heart."

Hearing this, Zhang He's face turned strange, and he subconsciously wanted to look towards Li Musheng behind him, but Han Meiyan stopped him and said:
"Don't look back. I have a suspicion now. There may not be any experts protecting them. The real expert has always been this Eighth Prince."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang He's eyes suddenly showed a hint of surprise and doubt, and said:
"But he's just a prince who's been living among the common people for twenty years, and he's still so young. How could he really have such powerful martial arts skills?"

Han Meiyan didn't say anything, but shook her head solemnly:

"Even if there is only a one in a million chance, we must not be careless."

Then, she solemnly warned, "Be careful to find a chance to escape his sight. The purpose of our trip is Qilin Blood, and we absolutely cannot have an unknown expert like this around us."

At this time, Han Meiyan had already begun to regret having taken the initiative to attack Li Musheng.

Although she had previously guessed that the other party was protected by an expert, she was confident in her "seductive and charming" skills and felt that it would be no problem to capture the Eighth Prince even under the expert's nose.

But what she didn't expect was that the real master might actually be Li Musheng himself. This was undoubtedly a setback, and she no longer dared to continue to instigate the Eighth Prince of Dali to rebel.

Hearing this, Zhang He's expression changed, and then he nodded heavily.

Han Meiyan was obviously not shooting at random, and he inexplicably felt a chill behind him at this moment.

Next, Han Meiyan and the other person drove the wooden boat forward silently in the smoke.

The underground caves before us are interconnected, with waterways crisscrossing each other. The deeper we go, the more confused we feel like we are in a maze.

Han Meiyan and Zhang He kept distinguishing the caves and waterways that appeared before them, looking for the path to the end.

Suddenly, Han Meiyan's expression changed, and she sent a message to Zhang He:

"There's an opportunity ahead. We'll speed up and take the waterway to the left, taking the opportunity to escape the enemy's sight."

At this time, the water area in front of the cave suddenly narrowed, and there was a bend. As long as they accelerated suddenly, they could get rid of Li Musheng and the other two in the blind spot.

Zhang He nodded calmly.

When their wooden boat passed the bend and briefly disappeared from Li Yuanling's sight, he and Han Meiyan simultaneously released their martial arts energy, driving the wooden boat to cut through the water at an astonishing speed and suddenly disappeared in the smoke at the fork in the road ahead.

At the same time, Han Meiyan turned around and slapped out with both palms. One palm stirred up a strong wind, blowing ripples on the water surface of another cave, while the other palm smoothed out the marks on the water surface behind her.

It wasn't long before Li Yuanling drove the boat to the bend.

She glanced blankly at the fog ahead, but the wooden boat carrying Han Meiyan and the others was no longer there.

However, she thought of a solution and quickly lowered her head to observe the traces on the water surface.

Just as her eyes lit up and she was about to steer the boat towards a cave waterway, Li Musheng reached out and gently patted her head, pointing to another place and said:

"Go this way."

Li Yuanling was slightly stunned and was about to refute, but Li Musheng glanced at her and said:
"My martial arts skills are as high as more than ten stories high. Don't you still believe me?"

Hearing this, Li Yuanling moved her mouth, but in the end she said nothing. She just pursed her lips and continued forward according to Li Musheng's instructions.

"How did they catch up?"

Soon, Zhang He, who originally thought he had left Li Musheng and the others behind, found that the wooden boat was gradually catching up from behind, and his face was suddenly shocked.

Han Meiyan glanced behind her imperceptibly, and seeing Li Musheng, who was just resting with his eyes closed, she hesitated for a moment and said in a voice transmission:
"Keep trying to shake them off. Don't let them follow you no matter what."

Hearing this, Zhang He nodded.

On the rest of the way, as long as they found an opportunity, they would both use all their strength to try to get rid of Li Musheng and the other two who were following them.

However, every time when they thought they could succeed, the other party would always catch up slowly, as if it were a dog-skin plaster that they could not get rid of no matter how hard they tried!
(End of this chapter)