Pension Strategy

Chapter 147: one person above 18

    Yang Meng was stunned for a while, but she didn't expect it to be seen.

    What she didn't want to say, but seeing Ning Qiu take out a lot of bottles, she said embarrassedly, "Hey, there is a lot of poison, which one should be used, I Look at this, the beauty is drunk, doesn't the name sound beautiful, and the way of dying is also beautiful, it can make you unconscious, but you can feel that there are many insects eating your internal organs, it looks like..."

      to threaten."

    The most hateful thing is that she is still very successful, after all, she is greedy for life and afraid of death.

     

    She found this person, and it was fun to tease.

    "Humph." Yang Meng snorted softly, no longer believing what Ning Qiu said.

    But even if Ning Qiu said to let her go, she herself would not believe it.

    Heart to heart, if she was in Ning Qiu's position, if she saw the enemy who indirectly killed her, would she let it go? Certainly not, not a fool.

    Yang dreamed about it, and was rarely serious, "It's okay if you want me to say it, but you need to promise me a condition."

    "Okay." Ning Qiu said.

    "After you get the things, help me kill the palace lord. You can do it."

      It stands to reason that it is their teacher.

    In addition, Yang Meng still respects the palace master, but she does not have the hatred she shows now.

    "I know what you're thinking." Yang Meng glanced at her and said to herself, "When I was a child, I always thought I was an orphan picked up by the palace master. When I was ten years old, I overheard the palace master say that in fact, I was destroyed by her whole family, and I saw that there was still one child left, and the talent for martial arts was okay, so I took it back."

    She said resentfully, "Since then, I have despised myself very much, and actually recognized a thief as a master for ten years. But I can't say it, I can only keep looking for opportunities to take revenge."

    The strength of the palace lord is too strong, she has thought about sneak attack, but before she gets close, she will definitely be discovered.

    Ning Qiu quickly thought of the key, "So you don't want her to get the Xuan Huo Whip, and then losing my right-hand man is the first step in revenge."

    "You're still so smart." Yang Meng glanced at her resentfully.

    "..." Ning Qiu was silent, "How can you eavesdrop on your news."

    With the strength of the palace master of Tianwai Palace, it is impossible for someone to eavesdrop without finding it.

     "That's because every time the palace lord exposes his secrets, he is cooperating with the old valley lord, and they are all in the same place." After Yang Meng said, she held out her chest for the sake of her own wisdom. Somewhat proud, "I know I can't kill her, so I'm thinking of ways to collect information. Sooner or later, I will be able to kill her."

    Ning Qiu...what an interesting soul.

    "I agree to your terms, tell me, what are you actually looking for."

    "A piece of yellow cloth. I heard that it was the clue left by the last blood letter of the previous emperor. As long as you get this secret, you can know where the treasure is. It is also divided into five pieces, let five pieces The guards took it, and the piece that the old valley owner took was hidden in the sword casting room."

    Ning Qiu stood up, "You know where the sword casting room is."

    "I know, I know." Yang Meng nodded, "But the sword casting room is very strictly guarded, and there are many organs inside, so outsiders can't get in at all."

    This means that she must have also explored the terrain many times.

    "Don't worry about this, you can just take me there." Ning Qiu didn't want to delay time, after all, in a few days, it would be the day when the country would perish.

      No body was found, rumors say that he was unwilling, so he turned into a ghost and wandered in the world.

    And the more real rumors say that after his death, the body was quietly taken away by the little **** beside him, wanting to save the last face of Qiguo.

    No one knows if it's true or not.

    But... Ning Qiu thought that she might already know where the body of her original father was.

     

    Yang Meng flinched, "Ah, should I go too?"

    "Huh?" Ning Qiu glanced at her with a cold and dangerous gaze.

    "Okay." Yang Meng sighed.

    My life was in the hands of others, she had to bow her head.

    The two escaped the servants who were patrolling in the Valley of Buried Swords and walked towards the back mountain.

    The closer she got, Yang Meng felt very nervous in her heart, she quickly got close to Ning Qiu, and whispered, "Listen to me, what kind of competition does the old valley master do to recruit relatives, take out the phantom sword, actually He just wanted to lure the other four guards to come here, and then strangle them, and then the treasures and artifacts will all fall into his hands."

     

    Soul is interesting and has a lot to say.

    Ning Qiu gave her a cold look, "I don't know how I died, but if you talk nonsense, you will definitely be poisoned to death."

    These words successfully made Yang Meng shut up, scolding in her heart for not knowing good people.

    If it wasn't for worrying about Ning Qiu being killed and no one giving her the antidote, who would have reminded her so much!

    The two came to the back mountain, and accidentally found that the ground was in a mess, and stacks of corpses fell to the ground. It seemed that someone had taken a step ahead.

    And the commotion did not alert the front, it seems that the old valley owner is indeed there.

    Yang Meng hid in the tree, also surprised, "Huh? Why did the patrolling servants die. It couldn't have been Leng Rong's killing, she didn't have the skills, and the master of Shaogu also Impossible to agree."

    Thinking of something, she covered her mouth and said in horror, "Ah, no, those four guards are already here, and then kill them!"

    Old and immortal are regarded as thieves, the skills of these people have reached the point of superb.

    What is the difference between them going in now and sending them to death.

    "Hey, do we want to..." Just as Yang Meng wanted to persuade him to retreat, he saw that Ning Qiu had already flown down and walked over the corpse into the cave.

    "What a fool who is not afraid of death!" Yang Meng was so angry that she broke the branch next to her. Seeing that Ning Qiu really wanted to walk in, she gritted her teeth and had to keep up.

    If Ning Qiu dies, she will also die of poisoning. There is no choice at all.

    The cave is where all kinds of swords are usually hidden. The surrounding stone walls are polished to be smooth, and oil lamps are hung on the wall every one foot to illuminate the cave.

    The way they entered, there were many arrows on the ground, as well as fallen corpses.

     

     

    At this time, they have come to a very empty space, surrounded by various weapons.

    In the middle of the stage, there is a shelf for storing weapons, but it is empty now, obviously it has been ransacked long ago.

    Ning Qiu glanced around and said coldly, "No, we are treated as lambs to be slaughtered."

    "What?" Yang Meng was startled.

     Before she could react, she was pulled by Ning Qiu and turned around, and the thin shirt she was wearing was taken off.

    At this moment, the arrows were raining down, shooting towards them.

    "Ah." Yang Meng exclaimed, then Ning Qiu hugged her waist, stepped on her feet and flew into the air, and her thin shirt turned like a fan, and immediately put these arrows in it , and when it disperses, it shoots back to the original place.

    Suddenly, the sound of ups and downs in pain sounded, and those who were hiding in the dark fell down with arrows.

    Yang Meng looked at Ning Qiu's profile stupidly, obviously he was still the same person, but why... so he felt safe.

    Bah ah ah, what are you thinking, this is the enemy that will kill you!

    "Trash!" Someone scolded secretly, the stone he was hiding was shattered, and he had nowhere to hide, so he had to come out, it was Xia Zeng.

    There are also several surviving guards, who are also next to them.

    As soon as she landed, Yang Meng blushed and broke free from Ning Qiu's arms, pointing at Xia Zeng and scolding, "You don't have to be ashamed, you're actually hiding here to make an ambush! What are you doing here, rubbish!"

    Be careful, don't think others can't see it?

     

    Xia Zeng blushed with anger, but he couldn't find the curse words, "You, you bitch!"

    "Bah! If you deal with people like you, no shrew will do anything wrong." Yang Meng is not afraid of him.

    The villain sees the villain, they all hate each other, and no one looks down on the other's trick.

    "Let's go, you lead the way." Ning Qiu raised her eyes and said coldly.

    "Why, you want to go by yourself, I won't go." Xia Zeng saw that Ning Qiu was angry, but it was not easy to deal with it directly. He still wanted to keep the staff and wait for the inside. people come out.

    "Don't go? Then one word, die!" Ning Qiu's brows sank, and when everyone did not respond, she disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, she came behind Xia Zeng, and held the The dagger was dripping blood.

     

    "Master!" The guards behind him were shaking their hands and feet, not daring to move.

    Yang Meng was sweating coldly, she swallowed, this was frightening.

    Fortunately, she just learned about current affairs, otherwise it would be too scary.

    

    He lost too much blood and was frightened, Xia Zeng paled and his voice trembled slightly, "Let's go, let's go."

    He glared at the guard standing dumbfounded, "What are you still doing, hurry up!"

    "Yes yes yes." The remaining few dared not object, and walked forward cautiously. It was the way to the real sword hiding room, and it was also very dangerous.

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