Chapter 219: This order is fraudulent
Chapter 219 This order is fraudulent
Looking at the blood arrow that quickly disappeared without a trace, Mo frivolously pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth: "It's really deceiving, and it saves me from doing it."
"Kong Kong may be in trouble this time, and we have to be careful." Mo Fan nodded, and Mo Fan's handling was very good.
King Taishan is young after all, so he can believe it even with his clumsy acting skills.
But Sen Luodian has always been very secretive, except for themselves, no one knows their true identities at all.
Therefore, King Taishan couldn't help being suspicious, and Mo Qingkuang didn't say much, but deliberately guided Taishan King's thinking, and he made up a story that was enough to convince himself.
Only then did he risk his life before he died, and he did not hesitate to blew himself up and sent a message to inform the organization that someone was targeting him.
In this way, with the strength of Sen Luodian, Kong Kong will soon be dug out, and then he will face endless revenge from Sen Luodian.
Of course, Mo frivolity is not much better, Taishan King died in his hands after all, and the rules of Senluo Palace, as long as he accepts the entrustment, even if everyone is dead, the task must be completed.
Therefore, Mo frivolous must die, and the pressure he will face next will never be half weaker than Kong Kong.
Raising his hand, Mo Qingkuang took Taishan King's Sumeru Ring from the blood stains, brushed off the blood stains with his true energy, and asked Mo Fan to help erase the soul mark on it.
He sank into his mind and probed inside, but it shocked him deeply for a moment.
This Sumeru ring has a space of more than ten cubic meters, and all kinds of rare medicines, exercises, spirit stones and other treasures are piled there like garbage.
You know, King Taishan is just a great master.
Mo frivolously couldn't help sighing, it really is a golden belt for murder and arson. The wealth of these killers is more than the entire savings of the Mo family that he has passed down for hundreds of years.
After a rough visual inspection, Mo Qingkuang knew that he had made a fortune this time. There were nearly a hundred plants of precious herbs that exceeded the fourth grade, and there were seven or eight top-grade spirit stones, and hundreds of middle-grade spirit stones. There are countless low-grade spirit stones, at least 300,000 or more.
There are also those messy exercises and martial arts, the lowest of which are high-level Xuan-ranks. They must have been collected by King Taishan from those who killed the targets, and they were almost thrown away.
Among them, one of the heaven-level martial arts "Tomb Resentment Jue", as well as the low-level heaven-level martial arts "Cloud Piercing Arrow" and the earth-level martial arts "Chasing Shadow Arrow", are the most precious of these exercises.
There is also a basic skill. The pages of "Archery Hundred Solutions" have turned yellow, which is due to frequent reading.
These should be practiced by King Taishan himself.
Of course, the most valuable thing is this Xumi ring with a space of ten cubic meters, which is much better than the one that Zheng Tao gave Mo frivolously.
Happily transferred his belongings to the new Sumeru Ring, seeing that there was still a large space in it, Mo smiled frivolously and happily.
Putting the longbow and quiver in his hand into the Sumeru Ring, Mo frivolously stayed for a moment, and began to let Mo Fan pretend to be himself.
He doesn't know how to archery. Even if he wants to learn it now, he doesn't have much time for the time being, so he has to give up.
But thinking about the attack method of Taishan King just now, who is also a wind spirit body, Mo Qingkuang thinks that this combat method of drawing a bow and archery seems to be very suitable for him.
Be able to harass from several miles away, and at the same time use the tyrannical speed of the wind attribute to shoot and change places, which can also ensure your own safety to the greatest extent.
Moreover, the acceleration effect attached to the wind attribute and the sharpness second only to the metal attribute can also add a lot of damage to the arrow.
Just thinking about it, Mo Qingkuang fell in love with this martial art, and decided to find a time to practice it for a while.
...
When Mo frivolously pretended to be himself, the blood arrow that Taishan King sent out at the cost of his life traveled thousands of miles like lightning in this hidden mountain depression.
This looks like an ordinary mountain depression, but in fact, there is a very gloomy underground palace in the special entrance below the slope.
The world doesn't know that this underground palace belongs to Senluo Palace!
The oil lamps in the hall were flickering with green will-o'-the-wisps, and the whole hall was immersed in an eerie atmosphere.
There are two rows in the hall, and there are ten thrones respectively. At this moment, people have been seated on the nine thrones. It's just that there is no one on the seventh throne.
These nine people each wore black robes, and the cloaks covered their entire bodies, making it difficult to see their faces clearly.
"Boss! Why did you call us temporarily? Is there a new mission?" The tenth person asked with an immature voice.
At the first place, an old hoarse voice slowly sounded: "King Taishan, I missed it."
"King Taishan missed?" Everyone was horrified.
"The target of his assassination this time is only a first-rank grandmaster! Because he is a spirit body, we specially arranged for him to go. How could he miss it? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" King Yama's gruff voice was full of disbelief.
"Yes, it's impossible. King Taishan is an eighth-rank grand master, not to mention a first-rank grand master, even a grand master has no opponent! I don't believe it!" the eighth city king also questioned.
Originally, he should be the one to carry out the goal of the master realm, but because Mo Qingkuang is a spirit body, everyone decided to be safe, and the king of Mount Tai decided to carry out the task instead of him.
For this reason, he complained for a while, trying to prove that even if it is a spirit body, he can win the battle and complete the task perfectly.
But he didn't expect that King Qin Guang would summon them to announce such a message.
After a long silence, King Qin Guang raised his hand and took out an oil lamp, which was the life lamp of Yama of the Ten Temples. If it fell, the burning flame inside the lampshade would be extinguished.
Now, this life lamp has only one lamp furnace, and the flame inside has been extinguished. Everyone can recognize that this is the life lamp of King Taishan.
The scene was quiet for a while, and King Yan Luo said again: "This is the first time our Senluo Palace has missed, I will go there in person! The revenge of the old seven must be avenged, and the reputation of Senluo Palace must also be lost."
After all, he is a killer, and his blood is cold. In just a moment, he calmed down, accepted the fact, and began to look for a remedy.
King Qin Guang nodded: "There is no rush to decide on this matter, you should take a look at this first."
As he spoke, he took out a blood arrow made of coagulated blood: "This is the information that Lao Qi sent out by exploding himself before his death."
He snapped his fingers, and a dark green flame ignited from his fingertips, and placed it under the blood arrow that King Taishan desperately sent back.
As the strangely jumping green fire continued to burn, the blood arrow began to change, slowly floating into the air, emitting a bright red light.
Slowly, the blood arrow began to melt, twist, and deform.
Finally, four words were formed in mid-air: "This is a fraud."
(end of this chapter)