Red Heart Survey

If there was no Su Xiuxing today, perhaps Hu Shaomeng would have snatched Tianqing Yunyang and fled thousands of miles away.

So even though he was very inflated and said something that didn't go well, Jiang Wang didn't plan to do anything to him.

Of course, one of the reasons why he hasn't pushed open the gate of heaven and earth yet, mastering the first-class fire escape method, may not be able to catch up with Su Xiuxing, who was born as a killer...

Jiang Wang held Tian Qingyun sheep and turned his head, seeing Zhu Biqiong's red eyes.

"You owe me a favor." Zhu Biqiong said directly.

She was such a girl who couldn't hide her emotions, and it was rare for her to wait until Mo Zichu left before speaking. Of course Jiang Wang would not feel uncomfortable, let alone deny it.

Without her help at that time, Su Xiuxing alone could not stop Hu Shaomeng.

"What do you want?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Help me kill Hu Shaomeng!" Zhu Biqiong gritted her teeth and said, "He killed my sister."

Jiang Wang condensed the wood energy with his hands, wrapped Tianqing Yunyang with ivy, tied it up, and put it in his arms.

"Little Dugu!"

He called Xiao Xiao: "Don't you want to follow me to do things? The mine is temporarily handed over to you, and you will deal with the aftermath and appease the miners. Let Manager Hu cooperate with you."

He said to Zhang Hai again: "You can deal with matters involving supernatural beings. If you can't deal with them, wait for me to come back."

After only saying these two sentences, he pressed his sword and turned around.

The battle is over, this is the time to sort out the harvest. Digested proceeds. Everything else should come later.

But whether it was attacking the pork bone noodle outside the mine, or intercepting Hu Shaomeng in front of the mine, Zhu Biqiong paid a lot. You could say risking your life.

The favor was also promised by Jiang Wang himself.

At this time, she made a request, without saying a word, it must be done.

"Are you leaving now?" Zhu Biqiong said anxiously, "I'll be with you."

"As for the murder, your follow-up will only affect the speed. Just stay in the mine, and the battle will end, it is inevitable that people will be uncertain. Zhang Hai may not be able to handle it alone. You can help me by staying here."

Jiang Wang looked forward intentionally or unintentionally, took the mirage beads from Zhu Biqiong, and continued: "I will bring Hu Shaomeng's head back to you."

In the gluttonous power of the pig bone noodle man, Zhang Hai has no power to resist at all, and can only see what he sees and hug what he sees, struggling with each other. It happened to be this decadent and useless forward, in the violent tearing force, his feet seemed to take root.

He usually hides it very well, but in such a situation, he can no longer hide it. Of course, it did not escape Jiang Wang's eyes of always paying attention to the battlefield.

But going forward was only hiding his strength, and he didn't show any other attempts or conspiracy. Everyone has their own secrets, and Jiang Wang is not someone who can't tolerate other people's secrets.

That look was both a reminder and a warning.

...

Running on the official road, billowing smoke and dust like a dragon.

Jiang Wang was expressing his remembrance while running fast.

Just after a battle, Hu Shaomeng left too many clues.

Xiaocao lowered her head, as if in remembrance. This technique has been developed to the extreme, and it may be possible to directly trace the people or things that are impressed in the memory, without the need for other clues.

Now it is limited to the rank of the podium, and it cannot be deduced to a higher level.

The direction where Xiaocao bowed her head was Qingyang Town.

It is consistent with Jiang Wang's inferred direction.

Thinking from Hu Shaomeng's point of view, Jiang Wang himself has captured the Sky Qing Yunyang and harvested the final harvest, so there is no reason to pursue Hu Shaomeng.

Moreover, Mo Zichu will rush to the mine soon, and there will be a fight between the two.

Whether it's going back to Qingyang Town to recuperate, or packing up property and resources to prepare for the family to move out, during this period of time, everything should be safe.

The dilapidated official road was waded through not long ago, and Jiang Wang was familiar with the road once before, and headed straight for Hu's mansion.

There were several carriages parked outside the door, and many servants were busy moving in and out.

At the same time offended Chongxuan's family and Mo's family, unless he kowtows and begs for mercy to find forgiveness. Otherwise, it would be impossible to stay in Yang Country, and there would be no way out for Qi Country. Judging by the attitude of the Hu family, they should have already prepared to move the whole family to the offshore islands.

Jiang Wang didn't talk much to these people, and walked into the courtyard with his sword in hand.

"I'm here to find Hu Shaomeng. Life and death are independent, and idlers avoid it."

Ordinary people's reverence for extraordinary monks has long taken root. Seeing Jiang Wang's menacing approach, no one dared to resist. They put down their things one after another and rushed out like fleeing.

The yard is empty.

There was only a fat old man sitting on the steps in front of the hall. The eyes are dull, and I don't know how much older than the last time I saw it.

Everyone ran away, and he seemed to realize it.

He raised his head in a daze, looked at Jiang Wang who came with killing intent, but didn't say a word, as if he was already stupid.

"Where is Hu Shaomeng?" Jiang Wang asked him.

"Jiang Wang, you also took Tianqingyunyang, and you also broke my fingers. I offended you in a thousand ways, and they should all be offset!" Hu Shaomeng's angry voice came from the room on the right, and he walked away angrily. Come out, hastily bandaged the severed finger: "What else do you want?"

This statement seems reasonable, but it is actually ridiculous.

There is no simple two-phase offset in the entanglement of grievances and grievances. There is no reason in this world that you take the initiative to provoke something, and then it is up to you to define the scope of the consequences.

Jiang Wang didn't talk nonsense, he just drew his long sword out of its sheath, and he was already approaching.

The cold light flashed like lightning, and Hu Shaomeng's whole body was instantly shattered by the sword energy.

Jiang Wang raised his sword and looked around. There was no flesh and blood on the ground, it was just a phantom.

Hu Shaomeng is hiding!

Where is he hiding?

Jiang Wang suddenly turned sideways.

At the position where Hu Shaomeng was standing before, ten steps to the right, Hu Shaomeng appeared there.

His face was flushed, and he seemed to be very angry: "Jiang Wang! You can't do everything, and people can't do it. Do you really think I'm easy to bully when I'm fishing?"

Jiang Wang still didn't speak, he cut across with his sword, and it was phantom again.

This time, Hu Shaomeng appeared on the other side.

This time I changed my tone again: "You have taken all the benefits, so why do you have to kill them all? The way of heaven stays a thread, and the way of humanity is good for reincarnation."

Such realistic phantoms emerge in endlessly, and suddenly left and right, it is not like what a cultivator of the Heaven-reaching Realm can do, and it completely exceeds his demonstrated strength.

Jiang Wang couldn't perceive Hu Shaomeng's real body at all.

Reminiscence pointing to this courtyard is already the limit, and it cannot track a more specific location, so it cannot play a role in this situation.

But no matter what, since he has such a strong illusion, he can leave with a big swagger. But why is there so much nonsense here?

Was he reluctant to part with his father and family, or... couldn't leave?

Jiang Wang clenched Sauvignon Blanc tightly.

Since he came to hunt down Hu Shaomeng alone and rejected Zhu Biqiong's follow, he was sure of it.

Although his illusion ability is far behind that of the monks from Diaohailou.

But illusion is not a panacea.

It has one of the most core and direct weaknesses, which is the person who casts the illusion himself!

Jiang Wang rolled up his sword and rose.

The body is like a hurricane, and the sword is like a silver snake.

The sword energy surged wildly, and the sword rolled in a frenzied tide.

In three breaths, he cut through every corner of this room!