The Taijing Dragon Vein has never had a threat of baldness, now he has it.

——Because Dr. Mo looked at the tree where he had zipped off his pine needles and looked at him again.

What, what's wrong?

Use local materials, can’t you use pine needles as hidden weapons?

Among the rich people in the martial arts world, the poor use stones, and Meng Qi's pockets are cleaner than his face.

No! Gerry felt that his face was also clean, but it was inevitable that the wind and sun were exposed. Besides, the money was heavy, and there was nothing to share less of the burden of using light skills.

"cough."

Qiu Si was not as nervous as his servant.

People like him are calm at the critical moment of life and death, but are really not afraid.

——If you want to continue living, use all your skills to get out. If you fail, there is nothing to say. Can you survive if you are afraid of death? Qiu Si never does anything useless, and his every move has a strong purpose.

For example, I just shouted and stopped my servant from continuing to die.

It is useless and it also loses its strength. If they continue to fight, they will be able to control all of them, and Qiu Si will have even less chips.

Although it seems to others, it seems to be a kind-hearted person and a concern for his subordinates' lives.

"Doctor Mo said it right, just kill me..."

"Mr. Qiu!"

Everyone glared at Meng Qi with anger, especially Yuheng.

There was a piece of iron on Yuheng's neck, and blood kept flowing out. There was a thunder of fire that was about to be thrown out of the thunder hall in his hand. His eyes were almost spitting out of fire, but he couldn't even speak, because a slight vibration would cause blood to rise faster in the wound.

Qiu Si had no expression on his face, neither worried about his subordinates' lives nor worried about his own life and death.

"A person will die in the end, sooner or later, not to hide it from Master Meng. After a long time ago... even crossing the river alone, he thought about his death."

When he said this, the strange feeling became more and more obvious.

Mo Li subconsciously frowned. As a doctor, he would rather face all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases than face madmen.

Compared to some patients who sing and dance all day long, laughing and slashing with a knife, people like Qiu Si are real evil spirits because he knows how to put a human skin on himself, occasionally showing a bit of hideousness or two. Some people firmly believe that he uses such methods to save the country and the people.

Unfortunately, Mo Li didn't want to talk to Qiu Si, so Qiu Si insisted on coming to him.

"Death is naturally not a good thing. No one wants to die. Doctor Mo should know this more clearly." Qiu Si said slowly, "When a person knows that he is about to die, their reactions are usually very interesting, doctor."

Meng Qi shook his head slightly at Mo Li, indicating that Mo Li should not follow this guy's thinking.

Compared to the ancestor Qingwu who is not good at brains and ambitious Ayanpuka, Qiu Si really has a set of tricks to seduce people.

"... Some people are in a hurry to arrange their funerals, some go to settle their grudges, and some spend a lot of money. If it is a martial arts world, many treasure map secrets that do not exist will appear." Qiu Si said with some reference, "Normal people will become madmen, and wise kings will kill heroes. Death is like the gong and drum on the stage. After beating everything, everything will be unrecognizable, separated, rebelled into enemies, and the family will be destroyed. How interesting!"

At this time, a servant saw Meng Qi's hidden impatience and shouted loudly: "If you kill Mr. Qiu, the entire Ning Tai... and even the entire Jiangnan will be in chaos."

"Oh?" Meng Qiyu said sarcastically, "It seems that this is what you meant? Mr. Qiu likes to use his own death as a turning point to end the peaceful atmosphere and then let the show open?"

Qiu Si said calmly: "Shame, I am just curious about how much a person can do when he is alive and how much power a person's death can affect."

"Do you think they will avenge you, or do you use some way to control them?" Mo Li asked in disgust.

Qiu Si laughed loudly when he heard this and said frankly: "Of course it's not poison. The medicine, the killer of the world is too rough. He only provoked many conflicts. He fed them with benefits year after year, forcing them to be my chess pieces. Could it be that if the chessboard is turned on, these chess pieces will be free? No, they will be in chaos. They can no longer use their brains and cannot return to their former life. The raised appetite cannot be returned. In order to satisfy their increasingly greedy heart, they have done everything. Master Meng, Doctor Mo, guess how many such chess pieces I have?"

Mo Li felt nauseous when she heard this.

Meng Qi smiled with his hands behind his back, "But such a stupid person will be bitten by others soon, and their power will be replaced. Whether in the world or in the officialdom, there will never be a lack of people staring at their position. Even if you control them, control their enemies, and even control all those who can make chips and compete for profit, there will always be new heroes in the world who will come out to compete for strengths. Ten years ago, you discovered Cheng Jingchuan. How could you know that there is no second in Ningtai City now, and the third Cheng Jingchuan? The young birds are not full of wings, and they are waiting for the spring thunder to wake up the sects!"

Qiu Si's eyes narrowed and said slowly: "The national master is joking. Chu'er is Chu'er. How can he take the lead without training? There are heroes who have emerged every year, but this trend is surging. If there is no one to lead, a wave will disappear. Could it be that the national master has placed his hope on these people?"

Meng Qi just smiled but said nothing.

Qiu Si's pupils shrank, and then said, "It seems that the national master is quite confident in the little girl and the little disciple. I believe that they can stabilize the situation and be the leader in the waves of the rivers and seas?"

The mo li held his eyebrows and thought to himself that the autumn scenery might be, but Cheng Jingchuan was almost the same. No matter how good it is, it is better than not.

Yuheng keenly noticed that the atmosphere was not right. He ignored the fatal wounds on his neck and turned around and threw the fire thunder out.

"boom!"

The courtyard wall was blown up.

Although the fight was quite stirring, no one dared to say anything in the houses near the market. It was a matter of troublesomeness that no one wanted to get involved in any storm.

But now using gunpowder is not the same thing. Killing people will not overturn the wall and killing the neighbor's house. Blowing a house is like setting fire. The person who commits the crime may not be able to control it.

"Help, someone is here!"

There were constant exclamations, and there was a faint sound of horse hooves outside the yard.

The patrol yamen has not left on the street. How could such a mess not come?

"Let's go, go!" Yu Heng hissed, his wounds were bleeding.

He ignored it and swung his weapons and rushed towards Mo Li.

The internal force raised made the blood flow faster. The iron piece flew out suddenly, and Yuheng roared and stabbed the fastest and most tricky sword in his life.

——The sword tip is covered with iron pieces. If you can only retreat to the right in order to block the hospital door, this sword is aimed at the position after retreating.

Then he stabbed Sora.

Mo Li did not retreat, so he swept high and raised his foot and kicked the iron piece away.

The power was accumulated and the attack fell to nothing, and the wound was spurted like a blood arrow. Yu Heng's body shook and fell down with his eyes open.

In his gradual blurred final consciousness, he heard other people's shocked and sad cry, but he was not calling his name.

"Mr. Qiu?"

"No!"

The blood-stained iron piece was embedded in Qiu Si's forehead without any bias.

Because Yu Heng suddenly broke out, some of these servants were judging the retreat, some were guarding against Meng Qi, and some listened to the movements outside the wall. But in just a flash, the iron piece that was originally a surprise attack on Mo Li was kicked over.

The fastest speed of the servant who responded the fastest, the iron piece had already rubbed his palm over his palm, and now half of his palm was covered in blood.

It was precisely because of this block that Qiu Si had barely breathed a sigh of relief and did not die on the spot.

Blood flowed over his face, Qiu Si tried his best to open his eyes, but he saw only blood red.

The attendants did not dare to move him, and everyone's eyes were bloodshot.

"Look for a doctor, hurry up..."

When they saw Meng Qi who was unmoved and Mo Li who was obviously a doctor but killed Qiu Si, they screamed in despair and rushed towards him like suicide.

"Keep your mind." Meng Qi hurriedly used his body skills to stop Mo Li from them.

Their hatred was concentrated on Mo Li, and his eyes were blood red. Even those who were not very proficient in medical skills knew that there was basically no help in an iron piece embedded in the eyebrows.

These people stayed by Qiu Si for many years and had no will to them than those driven by greed. They were used to living around Qiu Si, used to obeying all orders, and no matter how ridiculous the orders they felt it made sense, and it was good for Ning Tai to Jiangnan to the world - people who could not do it, or who did not think so could not stay by Qiu Si. Although Qiu Si was a madman, he rarely made mistakes in his eyes.

The shouts of killing shocked the sky, Qiu Si was lying on the ground, feeling cold all over, and his consciousness gradually became dissipated.

Everything happened too quickly. When the iron sheet flew over, he didn't even feel the pain. He had only one thought. He indeed underestimated the strength of the top martial arts masters.

In fact, when Qiu Si stopped the attendant, he had this idea in his heart.

Those masters in Fengxing Pavilion can be called first-class and second-rate in the world, and Qiu Si has always used their ability to guess the top masters ten times their ability. But the facts prove that this idea is a bit outrageous, just like Qiu Jing led dozens of experts from Fengxing Pavilion to siege the swordsman Su Li, but could not stop Su Li. The top martial arts masters are not ten times more powerful than first-class masters. There are even differences between such masters and masters. For example, Su Li is good at killing people, so his internal skills will not be as profound as Meng Qi.

If you want to break through the siege, you should use different methods for different masters, which is a pity...

Qiu Si was quite regretful.

What he said to Meng Qi was naturally not a lie.

Not only is he not afraid of death, he also has some expectations.

If it were to be resentful, it was also for Pili Hall. If the invasion of the Heavenly Sutra King was not imminent, Ningtai would be forced to fight against the enemy. This game of chess would definitely be chaotic. Cheng Jingchuan could not suppress the people below, so Qiu Jing could only take people away. In this case, Meng Qi and Mo Li might not dare to kill him.

Such heroes and such gentlemen have the weakness of the people.

They refused to support Ning Wang's rebellion, and naturally they were unwilling to let the chaos in Ningtai and even Jiangnan go.

Qiu Si heard about the extra stroke of Pili Hall, and was angry, and immediately prepared to withdraw, but he was still one step late.

He slowly closed his eyes.

When the people who were patrolling the city yamen arrived, they heard the silence inside and the courtyard wall was shaking.

He looked inside tentatively and saw some corpses lying everywhere on the ground, covered with blood.

"God, this wall!"

Someone found that the pine needles on the wall entered three points.

With swords, gunpowder and other objects, the leader immediately ordered his subordinates to report the news and drove the person out of the yard, and did not allow anyone to approach.

About three quarters of an hour later, a person wearing an official robe and sitting in an official sedan chair rushed over in a furious manner. When he stepped into the yard, he saw this scene and almost fainted when he saw it.

"It's all Mr. Qiu's servants, all dead."

"Where is Mr. Qiu?"

They were in horror and ordered people to search in the pile of corpses, but did not find Qiu Si or the attacker.

"Hurry, Mr. Qiu has been kidnapped. Go and find General Cheng, and..."

The official reported more than a dozen names in one breath. At the same time, he saw people from all kinds of people driven away by the patrol yamen. He suddenly realized that this time it was really changing. He broke out in cold sweat during the hot summer season.

The author has something to say: the bento was sent, but the body was taken away

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Qiu Si regrets that he just regrets that he died was not the time and could not be completely in chaos.

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Mengqi: Stop listening, do it
Chapter completed!