74: C74 Cut His Tongue

C74 Cut His Tongue

Su Jiu was called one of the four great beauties by the busybodies. Naturally, he was not just an ordinary woman. She was dressed in a white dress and had come out of the mud unscathed. Her black hair was loose on her shoulders and her neck was slender. His eyes were like black gems, rippling with energy. She was tall and slender. Her face was flawless, her nose was straight, her eyes were bright, and her teeth were white. Her lips were bright red and plump, and the lines on her lips were clearly visible.

She had an elegant demeanor and was extremely quiet. She breathed out an orchid-like fragrance that entered Meng Xuan's nose.

Under the night sky, her eyes were sparkling like gems. "What are you teaching me?"

"The art of assassination can hide itself in anything. For example, if you cultivate it to the limit, you can hide in a grain of sand or in a blade of grass. " Meng Xuan said.

"Why did you teach me such an important ancient scripture?" Su Qian asked for a long time.

Meng Xuan laughed. "You really want to know?"

Yes, there must be a reason for everything that happens." Su Qian's voice was delicate and clear, like a jade dropping on a jade plate. Under the night light, she was dressed in a long skirt, looking like a fairy that had descended to the mortal world. Everything around him was overshadowed.

Meng Xuan raised his head and looked at the sky, "Join my search for the missing sect and prepare for the Ascension Ceremony in two months. If you agree, I will pass on your follow-up text. Disagree... Forget it, I won't force it. "

Su Chen pondered for a long time. "I agree, but I also have a request."

"Tell me about it." Meng Xuan looked at Su Qian with interest.

Su Qian smiled sweetly for a long time. Even her smile was as quiet as water and as beautiful as a painting. However, who would have thought that such a woman would be an assassin? Perhaps this was her best disguise.

"After the promotion ceremony, come with me to my family." Su Qian said after a long time.

Meng Xuan quickly took a step back, shrunk his neck, and asked cautiously, "What are you trying to do? No, we haven't even reached that stage yet. Meeting your parents just like that is too fast. I can't quite accept it. Actually, you don't know, I'm not a casual person. Although you are very beautiful, but … Fine, I promise you, your parents will definitely accept me. After all, there aren't many son-in-law as outstanding as me. "

Su Chen was stunned for a long time before he did not know whether to laugh or cry. Was this really that decisive killing monster that had shot down the demon dwellers as easily as he had shot down the winter melon? Why does it look a little like a city scoundrel?

"Not really. You're thinking too much." Su Qian was speechless for a long time. "My family is in danger, I need your help."

Meng Xuan said with some regret, "Oh, so it's like that. I agree."

Of course, he wasn't really regretting it, he was just trying to adjust the atmosphere.

"Where to now?" Su Qian asked for a long time.

"Stay right behind me. I'll teach you another part of the Shadowmeld divine ability." Meng Xuan tapped the center of her brows.

This section of the ancient scripture was complex and obscure, making it extremely difficult to understand. Even though Su Qian had an innate constitution, it was impossible for him to comprehend it in such a short period of time. She frowned slightly as she silently comprehended. His hands began to form seals, and his body began to emit light. However, no matter what, he could not merge into the void.

"So stupid!" Meng Xuan couldn't hold it in any longer, and with a stern tone, he asked, "How can you be so good at imprinting?"

Meng Xuan slapped her jade-like hand, forcefully correcting her handprint.

Su Qian felt wronged for a long time, even his white hands turned red from the hit.

"No, no, no!" Seeing her expression, Meng Xuan couldn't help but interject, "When executing the footwork technique, you need to match the constellations in the sky, it's almost impossible for even a sliver of it to merge into the void."

If not for the fact that Meng Xuan's physical body was unable to cultivate such a life-killing technique, he would have already demonstrated it to him.

"Wrong, the position I stepped on was wrong. I missed the Big Dipper by two inches and three parts …"

"You're really stupid. Don't say that your assassination technique was taught to me in the future." Meng Xuan's expression was solemn, as if he was an old scholar.

After tossing and turning the entire night, Su Ming finally managed to comprehend it after a long period of time. When the first ray of sunlight shined upon the Savage Land, dragging Meng Xuan's figure along, Su Qian's body turned into a wisp of green smoke and merged into Meng Xuan's shadow.

"How is it?" Su Qian's gentle and quiet voice entered Meng Xuan's ears.

"Not much, back then …" As Meng Xuan was speaking, he suddenly recalled something and stopped in his tracks. His face darkened.

"What happened that year?" Su Chang was curious.

Meng Xuan shook his head. "It's nothing."

His speed was extremely fast as he searched for traces of Zhuang Yu and the others in the Ancient Desolate Land. Zhuang Yu and Quanfeng, he had originally wanted to impart some ancient scriptures as well. However, the aptitudes of these two people were not very good. They could only be considered average. He had already sealed a portion of the Ancient God Scripture in his mind. He could only unravel it later and see if he could find a suitable method for them to cultivate.

After wandering around for two days, apart from killing a few lonely demon dwellers, he didn't find any trace of them.

"Where did he go?" Meng Xuan frowned as he searched the forest for clues.

Suddenly, his eyes became cold as a few drops of blood dripped down from a few short shrubs. Upon closer inspection, he was certain that it was the blood of human beings.

He followed the trail of blood and headed forward. The sounds of fighting came from up ahead. He went into hiding and discovered that there was a group of Martial Saint Cultivators fighting with another group of human cultivators. Judging from their clothing, they should be from the Yeshi Devil Region, adjacent to the Eastern Victory Divine Province.

It was rumored that the ancestor of the Sikong Zhaixing School was originally from the Yeshi Devil Region, but later on, for some reason, he defected to the Divine Eastern Victory Region and started the Searching for the Missing Sect.

The overall strength of the Yeshi Devil Region was much stronger than the Eastern Victory Divine Continent. There were also many disciples who entered the Martial Saint Manor.

"What do you mean?" An inner disciple of the Sovereign's Mansion roared.

"No meaning, just hand over all the spiritual medicines you found." The leader of the group was incomparably arrogant. He unleashed his cultivation base at the middle stage of the Dao Fetal Stage to suppress everyone.

"The Paragon's mansion is getting worse and worse. These Inner Sect disciples are nothing more than mediocre." The other person had a tall stature and had a disdainful expression on his face.

The Supreme Palace disciple's entire body was covered in blood. His shoulder was penetrated, and fresh blood dripped from it, "How dare you?! You knew we were from the Sovereign Palace, yet you still dared to do this?"

"Hmph, I killed all of you, who knows." That incomparably arrogant man said, and then seemed to be talking to himself, "However, there are actually experts amongst you Martial Saints, and two of you took out money just now to shoot down my River Bottle."

"That's very similar to the legendary Fallen Treasures." The tall man said, "But it doesn't matter, Lang Eleven and Ying Jiu have surrounded and killed them."

As soon as Meng Xuan heard this, he immediately knew that Zhuang Yu and Quanfeng were in danger.

"Stop talking nonsense. Hand over the spiritual medicine or die!" The tall young man said as he approached the disciple of the Martial House. His large hands struck out, blasting the disciple's body away.

"Fight them to the death."

"Right, let's go all out."

Seeing this, the disciples of the Martial House all roared.

That incomparably arrogant person's eyes turned ice-cold, "Then let's kill them all."

Meng Xuan slowly walked up to him and said, "Wait."

He was swaggering and his shadow dragged behind him. He was dressed in black and had a harmless smile on his face.

Wu Zixian raised his eyebrows. His eyes were high and his face was filled with a wild arrogance. "Who are you? How dare you be so nosy?"

Meng Xuan shook his head. "It's not that I'm meddling in other people's business, I just want to ask, where did you meet those two people holding the Fallen Treasures?"

Wu Zixian laughed out loud. "I think you're tired of living."

Meng Xuan frowned in annoyance. "You're so long-winded."

"Hahaha, this kid is dead for sure, how dare the young master Wu provoke him?"

"Master Wu, please let this kid have a try. Why are the flowers so red?"

"Master Magus, please don't kill him. I like this kind of tender meat." A wretched head popped out from the back and stared at Meng Xuan fervently.

F * ck! Meng Xuan almost cursed out loud. Unable to hold himself back, he said, "Cut his tongue off. Right... It's that vulgar man who is thinking about my body. "0

Su Qian couldn't help but roll his eyes in the void, his face full of black lines. Thinking about your body... You can even say something like that.

Everyone was stunned. Who was this guy talking to? No one.

When the disciples of the Martial House saw Meng Xuan's arrival, they were originally pleasantly surprised. However, when he clearly saw that it was Meng Xuan, he immediately fell into despair once more.

What could Meng Xuan do? If you can't even produce a Dao embryo, aren't you courting death?

Furthermore, wasn't this fellow too arrogant? From the very start, he chose to erupt in conflict and speak rudely. This time, there was no room for compromise.

"Sigh, I'm finished. My life is over."

"I didn't expect to die in the hands of humans today."

"Isn't it great to hunt demon dwellers together? Why do you want to steal our spiritual medicine?"

"Meng Xuan would probably be killed in an instant by them. How dare he show his face?"

The perverted man shrunk his neck back as his shifty eyes shone. "Young man, big brother is very gentle, I will …"

Before he could finish his words, Meng Xuan's figure flashed. A silver white saber light appeared in the air and fell into the man's mouth!

"Ah …" Woo … "Howl!" A piece of his tongue fell to the ground. He covered his mouth with his hand, and a look of terror appeared on his face. His tongue had been twisted out by someone!

That slash was too fast. No one could clearly see the identity of the person who attacked, whether it was a man or a woman.

Su Qian didn't even show his face for a long time. After doing all of this, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and fell into Meng Xuan's shadow.

This time, everyone was able to see clearly that the one who attacked was Meng Xuan's shadow!

The wretched man fearfully retreated while covering his mouth. His face was deathly pale as he fainted.

"God damn, you dare to think about my body? Shameless!" he repeated. Then, he looked up at the sky at a 45 degree angle, filled with a sense of loneliness. "Being handsome is also a type of trouble. I'm as lonely as the snow."

Everyone was shocked at first, then they rolled their eyes.

Are you shameless?

The disciples of the Martial Saint Palace looked at each other, then at Meng Xuan's figure, and their eyes were filled with shock.

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