Chapter 40: Mysterious Strongman

Several fast figures, vertically above the prime minister's mansion, chasing the dexterous and agile green shadow one after another.

The knife gas was exhausted, and a water wave-like air circle suddenly appeared in the air, layer by layer. Chen Rufeng controld the green light and moved his body down. He clearly felt the fierceness of the top, like a knife. Once you accidentally encounter it, I'm afraid you won't die or get hurt.

Then, the sword gas flying to the ghost house in all directions is like a net of gods falling on the sky, like a small ant, which can be found.

In the flash, Chen Rufeng gritted his teeth, transported the true qi in his body to the extreme, and even broke through the limit and endurance of his body. His mind seemed to have been hit hard, and his whole body was out of control. A gust of wind turned wildly, and Chen Rufeng let Zhenqi manipulate his body and suddenly disappeared in the air.

But with Meng Qianxiao's sharp eyes, he has clearly seen that the green shadow has turned into green light and fallen to a certain part of the prime minister's mansion.

The seven people in the ghost house fell on the eaves of the living room, and Meng Qianxiao ordered harshly: "Leave and start the search! The prisoner is in this house! Never let go of any suspiciousness!"

Li Linfu's face could no longer remain calm. He was furious and hummed angrily, "Follow them! Don't let them fool!"

A group of guests behind him hurriedly responded and hurriedly followed the seven people in the ghost house.

So, the prime minister's mansion, the corridors and houses, seven people in the ghost house searched one by one, and the guests also hung behind them, staring at them nervously, and did not dare to do anything out of the way, but beware of any excesses they did. Seeing this scene, the maidservants and the familymen searched around with knives. They were scared, but they did not dare to shout loudly. They could only hold their breath and look at them with fear.

In the east corridor, the ghost house gathered again and prepared to search for the east wing.

"This...is not a guest room..." Tian Yishan looked at Meng Qianxiao, who was taller than him, and said. Meng Qianxiao didn't look at him and rudely pushed him aside. Unexpectedly, Tian Yishan couldn't bear the great power of martial arts practitioners and was pushed to the ground.

Jin Yilai snorted coldly and led the guests to follow closely with Meiling.

About half an hour later, the search for the ghost house still found nothing.

"This is Miss's room!" With her bear-like body, Sister Ping stood in front of Meng Qianxiao. She was one of the few people who could look at Meng Qianxiao speak condescendingly. Meng Qianxiao stared at her coldly, and his thumb touched the handle of the knife. The ghost knife exposed a small silver blade. The cold edge was cold and sharp. Sister Ping had a little proud momentum, but immediately disappeared, as if an invisible hand pulled behind her and automatically retreated to the side.

The spirit behind Meng Qianxiao frowned and said, "Don't you let go of the weak woman's room?"

"I said that nothing suspicious can be let go." Meng Qianxiao replied coldly and walked in.

"If you go too much, don't blame me for being rude." Meiling also replied coldly. Meng Qianxiao turned his head and sneered. His eyes seemed to say that if I went too much, what could you do with me?

Opening the door, a natural fragrance came to my nose. The room is elegantly and generously decorated, with quiet bed curtains and elegant scrolls. What is still conspicuous is the simple stringed piano placed on the wooden table facing the door of the room, spreading a desolate atmosphere.

Li Yinru, sitting in **, was embroidering. She was shocked by the seven people who suddenly broke into the ghost house. She couldn't help screaming. Mei Ling and Jin Yilai followed her again. Meiling threw a worry-free look at her, and Li Yinru nodded clearly.

Meng Qianxiao's footsteps paced up and down the room, with a pair of sharp eyes constantly looking at what was suspicious in the room. The other six people were also digging through the cracks, but after a long time, they were still fruitless.

"Have you seen two suspicious people, about 16 or 17 years old, who have appeared here?" Meng Qianxiao asked Li Yinru, and Li Yinru's heart moved, with a slight red wave on her face and a trace of panic, shaking her head.

Meng Qianxiao thought she was just too frightened and had no doubt. He turned to the six people: "Let's go and search elsewhere!"

So, a group of people left Li Yinru's room in a fiery manner.

At the same time, Chen Rufeng and Jiang Shengtian fell in a house behind the room.

Chen Rufeng raised his head and only felt that his vision was blurred. Everything seemed to be in a fantasy, not to mention Jiang Shengtian, who was already staring and humming next to him.

I saw the surrounding walls. Except for the green grass, there was no extra embellishment, and only this room stood alone in front of them.

The thick wall doesn't know where the room is sacred.

Chen Rufeng's hand touched the green grass on the ground, and the coldness surged up. Even the green grass could not avoid the cold wind, as if it had put on a snowy coat.

When footsteps came, Chen Rufeng's heart suddenly jumped to his throat. Jiang Shengtian, who had not fully recovered, leaned against the wall behind him. Chen Rufeng subconsciously reached out and covered his mouth, and he also held his breath and listened.

"Only this room has not been searched." Chen Rufeng naturally recognized the lonely voice. At that time, he was injured by him in the battle of Mingchan Temple. Hearing his tone, his tone was secretly weak, and it was obvious that he had not fully recovered.

At the same time, after the battle of Mingchan Temple, Du Guxing's hatred for the two was deeper than the other six people, and he couldn't wait to fry the two people's skins and bones, especially Chen Rufeng.

Meng Qianxiao stared at the room in front of him. On both sides of the closed door were closed windows. It seems to be a deep old man who is sleeping and doesn't like anyone to disturb him.

Meng Qianxiao took a step forward and stepped into the house, with a sudden change.

The chilly air around suddenly turned into countless spikes, threatening all those who wanted to step into it. It seems that there is an invisible guard guarding the house.

Meng Qianxiao was stunned for a moment and walked in.

When walking ten feet away from the house, the momentum in the house is like a flood, pouring like a fierce beast, opening its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow everyone in the house, and even feel the sharpness of its fangs.

Meng Qianxiao took another step forward, and the momentum was stronger, like an unattainable heavy wall in front of him, making him unable to move forward. Meng Qianxiao finally stopped moving forward, withdrew his pace, frowned, held his fist and arched his hand, "Dare to ask who is the master?"

Room, stand still. Everyone is silent.

Everyone is waiting for this mysterious room to answer.

The momentum suddenly recovered, and everyone immediately felt that the pressure was greatly reduced, and even Meng Qianxiao couldn't help but breathe a gentle sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the momentum reappeared, and it was unprecedentedly strong, with the strength of covering the sky and the sun, swallowing mountains and rivers, breaking through clouds and rocks, and destroying everything. Even Chen Rufeng, who was hiding behind the room, was scared by this super momentum to carry out the true spirit in his body to resist. Meng Qianxiao's ghost knife came out of the sheath, and a black knife shadow quickly crossed the air and disappeared.

"Long time no see. Your martial arts must have improved again." A vicissitudes of voice came out of the room, but the momentum did not weaken at all. Together with the seven knives of the ghost house, Jin Yilai, Meiling and other guests behind them were also tense.

After listening to this sound, Meng Qianxiao showed a rare panic on his face. Even the charm behind him and some of the guests who had stayed in the prime minister's mansion for a period of time also changed greatly. Jin Yilai's originally plain face showed a trace of panic in his eyes.

"Is that you?" Meng Qianxiao's right foot involuntarily moved back, and the ghost knife was still on his chest, and the brilliance appeared in his eyes. Are you back?"

There was a faint laugh in the room.

"You quit!" Although the sound is as light as running water, it is faintly powerful and irreversible. Meng Qianxiao looked complicated and thought for a moment. Finally, he put the knife into the sheath, turned around and said, "Let's go!"

The guest of the prime minister's mansion gave way and let the ghost's house leave. He followed the last lonely walk and looked back at the deep house angrily.

When the seven knives of the ghost house completely disappeared from sight, some of the guests began to whisper, pointing out and expressing their opinions to the room that seemed to be asleep again.

The spirit took a deep breath, and its eyes still did not leave the room. It seemed that it was a man-eating monster, but it had not woken up at this moment. Faintly, she heard Jin Yilai beside her whisper, "He really came back."

When all the people left, Chen Rufeng timidly pulled Jiang Shengtian around the house and walked to the door of the house.

Just as he was about to walk to the door, a deep voice sounded behind him.

"Maybe one day you will surpass me."

Chen Rufeng was afraid after hearing this and quickly accelerated his pace and dragged Jiang Shengtian out of the house.

The room is silent.

In the living room, Li Linfu's eyes were like two pillars of fire, staring straight at Li Shi'ao, who lowered his head and trembling. Li Shi'ao did not dare to look up for fear of being burned by his father's fiery eyes.

"Good! OK! My good son, who I raised so much painstakingly, actually gave me such a good reward! OK, OK!" Li Linfu almost roared, which made the servants present frightened, not to mention Li Shiao with a pale face.

Tian Yishan also stood beside Li Linfu tremblingly at this moment, bowing his head silently.

"A mountain!" Li Linfu shouted. Tian Yishan's face was white and his whole body trembled. He walked to Li Linfu in panic and bowed his head and said, "Little...little man!"

"How dare you do not distinguish between importance and importance? Even such a big thing does not stop the fifth young master. Do you know the dereliction of duty?"

Tian Yishan said "ah", knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said, "The little man knows the crime! The villain knows his guilt! Please open up the Internet to avoid the death of the villain..."

Li Linfu kicked him in the face. Tian Yishan fell to the right and lay on the ground in pain, but he did not dare to hum. The black marks on his face were obvious. He got up again, knelt in front of Li Linfu and kowtowed, and even his forehead was bruised. Li Shiao looked at it, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"You, don't want to walk out of the door of the house in the future!" Li Linfu was angry with Li Shi'ao, stood up, ignored Tian Yishan, who kowtowed on the ground, and walked straight out of the door of the living room.