Chapter 75： The Longevity Teaching takes the blame and strikes first

  Chapter 75 The Longevity Teaching takes the blame

   "A martial arts master is so poor?!"

  Han Zhao couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

  The sword just now used most of his whole body's true energy, and also released half of the sword energy stored in the Sword of Past Life, which killed Meng Jue.

  One thousand taels can only be counted as nutrition expenses.

  Such a poor person still learns from others and comes out to rob!

  I didn't even develop the good habit of carrying cheat books with me.

  Meng Jue's marksmanship seems to be very powerful, it would be nice if he had the cheats with him.

   It wasn't until Zhanye Dao absorbed all the Qi and blood in Meng Jue's body, and the data on the system panel changed, that Han Zhao diverted his attention.

  —Knife and Spirit Weapon

  Product rank: not advanced

  Spirituality: 2% (can be improved)

  Sword Intent: 3%

  Special effect: bloodthirsty level 2

   "Spirituality and sword intent have both increased by 1%, and bloodthirsty level has also increased by 1 level, this."

  Killing a martial artist who practiced strength will improve the attributes of Zhanye Dao in all aspects, which he did not expect.

  Although it is not an exaggerated improvement, if you kill a few more martial arts practitioners

  Han Zhao's eyes lit up.

  Although he will not intentionally kill to increase the power of Zhanye Dao, no matter how steady and low-key he is, the higher he goes, the more likely he will encounter inevitable battles.

   They are all enemies anyway, and it doesn't make much difference how they die.

  Instead of wasting it, it is better to become the nourishment of Zhanye Dao, and it can also end the cause and effect of the other party's initiative to provoke him.

   "Fortunately, this gun should be quite valuable."

  Han Zhao picked up Meng Jue's fine steel spear, unscrewed it from the **** joint in the middle, divided it into two pieces, and then wrapped it with cloth.

"it's time to go!"

  Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the forest not far away, Han Zhao circulated his energy and blood to gather towards his legs, performed the Chengfeng Kick, and left the scene.

   "That's right there, the fighting broke out just now!"

   "Take a look."

   "Someone died."

  Not long after Han Zhao left, four warriors dressed in black outfits and weapons rushed to the scene. All four of them were bone refining warriors.

   "Damn it! It's too late, otherwise I can catch a leak!" One of the rough-faced men poohed and spit on the ground.

   "Is something wrong with the corpse?!"

   "Head over there, see if it's some unlucky guy we know."

   "Let me see hiss~!" Another young man with a gloomy face picked up the head, gasped suddenly, then looked at the rough man, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, fortunately we are late!"

   "What do you mean?" The rough man frowned.

  The shady young man turned his head around, revealing Meng Jue's old face with wide-open eyes.

   "Damn me! This is Meng Jue?!"

"Who?!"

   "The head of the Meng family, a martial arts master!"

  The other two hurried forward.

   "Not good! The only one who can kill a martial artist who trains strength is the martial artist. The other party may not have gone far! Run!" The rough and mad man screamed strangely, and ran away.

   "Brother, wait for us!"

  The other three were scared out of their wits, and really hated their parents for not giving them two extra legs.

   Less than half an hour later, people from the Meng family and the county government arrived at the scene.

  Meng’s family came from four blood-training-level priests and Meng Jue’s relatives.

  On the county government side came Wu Bi, the eldest son of the Wu family, Wu Feiyi, the chief arrester of the county government, and a group of government servants.

  The children of the Meng family wailed around Meng Jue's body.

  What they lost was not only a relative, but also the Dinghaishenzhen of the Meng family.

  There are only two martial arts practitioners in the Meng family, and the other is Meng Jue’s younger brother Meng Su, but Meng Su has gone to Fucheng to develop in his early years and settled down in Fucheng.

  Even if Meng Su returned to Black Rock City to avenge Meng Jue out of brotherhood, they didn't even know who the murderer was.

   Moreover, Meng Su's strength is not much stronger than Meng Jue's. Meng Su may not be able to deal with a strong man who can kill Meng Jue.

   Once Meng Jue died, he lost the position of the martial arts master who practiced strength, and the status of the five major families of the Meng family in Black Rock City could not be maintained.

  The resources of the Meng family will definitely be greatly reduced, which will inevitably mean the intensification of internal competition.

  Some dude among them could have used Meng Jue's prestige to dominate the area of ​​Black Rock City, but I'm afraid they won't be able to do so in the future.

"According to the wounds, the one on the neck should be a sword wound, and the one on the heart is a knife wound. It's just that the situation of the shooter is not clear. It may be a martial artist who is good at swords, or it may be two martial artists working together with one sword and one sword. shot."

  Wu Feiyi crouched next to Meng Jue's headless corpse, conducting a preliminary inspection based on years of work experience.

   "The footprints are only from Meng Wushi and another person, but the possibility of the murderer forging the scene cannot be ruled out."

  Wu Bi frowned slightly.

  A while ago, the murder of Meng Zhi in the inner city had not been found out, and now Meng Jue was killed outside Jiulian Town, troubles followed one after another.

  Wu Feiyi continued to inspect Meng Jue's body, and added: "Master Meng's body is a bit shriveled, and it seems that he used a trick that consumed a lot of energy and blood before his death."

  A Black Rock City, plus the nearby affiliated villages and towns, earthen castles, and cottages, has a population of at least 200,000 to 300,000 people, and there are only 20 to 30 martial artists on the surface.

  Even if you add the secret ones, it will be doubled at most, and the martial artists who went to Fucheng to develop are also counted in it.

   According to his knowledge, there are not many people who can kill Meng Jue.

  At this time, the county magistrate Wu Di rushed over after hearing the news, and everyone from the Meng family quickly surrounded him.

   "The magistrate is here!"

   "Magistrate Wu, you must decide for our Meng family!"

  Wu Di glanced at Meng Jue's shriveled body, his pupils narrowed, and then said in a deep voice: "The county magistrate will naturally investigate this matter, you should leave first!"

  Although there are still some people who are not willing to leave, but facing Wu Di who has practiced a lot, everyone in the Meng family can only go back and wait for news.

   "Bring the body back to the county government."

"yes!"

  Under Wu Di's order, the yamen servants lifted Meng Jue's body on a stretcher.

   "Why is it so light?"

  Two yamen servants carrying stretchers worked hard at the same time, but suddenly found that although Meng Jue was tall and heavy, his body was unimaginably light.

   "Light?" Wu Feiyi was taken aback when he heard the words, and was about to step forward to check.

  Wu Bi caught a glimpse of Wu Di's gaze, and immediately ordered: "Take the corpse to the county government first!"

   "Yes!" The two yamen servants set off immediately.

  The onlookers who came here after hearing the news were all pointing. Wu Di, as the strongest person in the Black Rock City area, was naturally recognized by sharp-eyed people.

  Back to the county office, Wu Di retreated to the left and right, leaving only Wu Bi.

  Wu Di held the postmortem knife and cut open Meng Jue's chest with his own hands.

   "This is." Looking at Meng Jue's shriveled internal organs, Wu Bi's pupils shrank suddenly.

   "Only the 'Blood Spiritual Strategies' of the Longevity Sect can do this. And" Wu Di's face sank, pointing at Meng Jue's head, "Look at Meng Jue's expression."

   "Expression?!" Wu Bi was stunned for a moment, only to see Meng Jue's shocked and unwilling emotions before his death still remained on his face, with a look of regret.

  It seems normal to show this expression before death, and Wu Bi has seen it a lot.

   "Some time ago, I discovered that the Meng family was secretly in contact with the Zhang family. After investigation, I found that they were also connected with the Longevity Sect." Wu Di said in a deep voice.

   "Eternal Life? Didn't the head of the Blood Soul Hall agree with us?" Wu Bi's face changed, and he finally realized it.

   "Father, you are saying that the people from the Blood Spirit Hall pretended to gain the trust of the Meng family, and then tricked Meng Jue out, and killed him in a close-up attack, pretending to be a fierce battle."

   "It's possible." Wu Di nodded, "People from the Longevity Sect are not trustworthy in the first place, and it was a helpless act to agree to cooperate with them."

   "Father, what shall we do now?"

   "Let's wait and see what happens. The Meng family has no martial artist, so don't worry about it."

"yes!"

  ******

  Inner City.

  Xu Jin's mansion.

   "Bang Lang!"

  Xu Jin threw a porcelain vase worth hundreds of taels to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

   "Ah—! Immortal! Why! I'm the eldest son!" Xu Jin picked up the crumpled letter on the table and roared furiously.

   "Second Young Master! Second Young Master! Ah!"

  At this time, a little maid about sixteen or seventeen years old broke into the room. Seeing the broken pieces of porcelain on the floor and Xu Jin with a hideous face, she was startled.

   "Green Pearl? What are you doing here?! Don't you know that your young lady will soon become the head of the house?" Xu Jin's eyes were red and his expression was crazy.

   "Second Young Master, what are you talking about?" Lu Zhu was stunned.

   "Look for yourself!" Xu Jin grabbed the crumpled letter and threw it towards the green bead.

  Luzhu took the letter, opened it, and showed surprise: "Master is coming back? Does he already know about Miss San's breakthrough?"

   "How is it? Are you happy?"

   Xu Jin said coldly.

  Lv Zhu heard the words, a look of fierceness flashed in her eyes, she stepped forward and hugged Xu Jin's arm, and said coquettishly, "Second young master, what are you talking about? I have one heart with you."

   "One heart with me? You are trying to be my flat wife!" Xu Jin sneered.

   "Doesn't that mean that I and the second young master are of the same mind?" Luzhu smiled.

   "Based on my previous attitude towards Xu Ling, do you think her being the head of the family will make me feel better?"

   "In this case, let the third lady not be the head of the family."

"What's the meaning?"

   "Second Young Master, I came here just to tell you that news just came that Master Meng Jue, the head of the Meng family, was killed outside Jiulian Town."

   "What? Meng Jue is dead?!" Xu Jin was shocked.

"Second young master, that's not the point." Luzhu said with a smile: "The murderer has not been found out yet, since the other party can kill even a martial artist, if it is an 'accident' that kills two blood-training martial artists, Seems pretty normal too."

   "Why two?" Xu Jin was taken aback.

   "Miss San's lover is a talented martial artist who broke through the blood training level at the age of twenty. If he becomes suspicious, he will always be in trouble, so." Lu Zhu explained.

   "You are so poisonous!" Xu Jin smiled all over his face, and pinched Luzhu's nose vigorously, "But I like it!"

   "Oh, Second Young Master." Luzhu squeezed into Xu Jin's arms.

"This matter should be done sooner rather than later. When that boy Han Zhao goes to find Xu Ling, you can poison them to death together. Don't worry about the rest. I will take care of the aftermath. When I become the head of the family, I will marry you! "Xu Jin's eyes were fierce, and even God was helping him, so he had no choice but to strike first.

   "Thank you, Second Young Master!"

   "Hahahahaha!"

   PS: I have to hang the water for another two days, and the meridians on the back of my hand are not enough to insert in one more day, or2

  

  

  (end of this chapter)