The sword energy slashed across Meng Yongyi's face, and a small blade was opened, and a trace of blood was seeping out.

Meng Yongyi wiped his face calmly.

He slowly stood up and asked, "How did you find me?"

Although he was asking Mr. Dong, his eyes were looking at Jiang Shang.

Jiang Shang held the knife with one hand and carried the other behind him, and his whole body looked tall and majestic.

Hearing this, he said lightly: "Your methods are not very good."

Isn't it just a show-off?

Who is afraid of whom?

Even if he doesn't know, this doesn't prevent him from copying the answers directly.

Seeing that Jiang Shang was confident, Meng Yongyi thought that his means of staying on Liu Yan were broken, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"Since ancient times, there are mountains outside the mountain and people outside. I didn't expect that there would be such a master in a small Qingyang County.

A trick is a joke."

When Mr. Dong heard this, he didn't know that what Jiang Shang said to him just now was true.

He couldn't help but feel angry, thinking of his tragic death, and his wife who had been with this thief for many times in secret.

"Meng Yongyi, someone Dong asked himself why he treated you well, why did he touch my wife and daughter and repay his kindness with grudges?!"

Meng Yongyi sneered and said, "Dong Zecheng, do you still remember Linjiazhuang, which was slaughtered by your Thirteen Black Clouds 16 years ago?"

Mr. Dong was furious and frowned and said, "Are you from Linjiazhuang?"

As he said that, he shook his head and said, "It is impossible, the entire Linjiazhuang village has 123 people, not a small one."

Jiang Shang, who was listening on one side: "..."

At this moment, only a thought-provoking question echoed in his mind.

So what kind of monsters and monsters are there under Yuan Gan Dad?

Forget the black market.

After all, there is white, there is black. Yuan Gandad gathered the black market, which can be understood as being to better serve the society.

So what happened to this thief?

Only then did Jiang Shang realize that his understanding of Yuan Gandad was still stuck in his thick thighs, even more kissing than his own father, and a dog-licking character.

But he knew nothing about what kind of person Yuan Gandad was behind his back.

Meng Yongyi sneered: "The net of heaven is vast and sparse but not leaks.

How could you think that a thirteen-year-old child would endure the pain of the fire and crawl out of hell to take revenge on you.

Dong Zecheng, I have been looking for you so hard over the years!”

Mr. Dong snorted coldly: "Don't talk too badly about yourself. What good thing is your Linjiazhuang?

Back then, our thirteen brothers were invited by your Linjiazhuang to loot the 100,000 taels of gold transported by the Dayun Escort Agency.

As a result, at the celebration banquet, it was your Linjiazhuang who wanted to eat bad things and secretly poisoned the wine and food of our brothers.

But I don’t know that our fourth brother is a famous poisonous man. He uses his own tricks and lets you suffer the consequences."

"But there is one thing you are right. It's our brothers who killed your whole family. If you want to take revenge, come and find me.

But you secretly attacked my wife and daughter and threw away the face of your Lin family ancestors!"

"When did you let the female relatives of Linjiazhuang go back then?"

Meng Yongyi sneered: "And if I just want to kill you, why should I be so troublesome? I just want you to see with your own eyes what it feels like to die a family.

I also want you to taste the pain of witnessing my family dying in front of you."

"It's a pity that your daughter didn't cooperate and committed suicide so easily."

"Otherwise, there will be some good show in the next one."

"You thirteen Black Clouds have disappeared over the years, and it has really made me look for it too hard. I finally found you, so I naturally have to have fun."

Jiang Shang quietly retreated to the corner.

Just based on Meng Yongyi's words, he knew that this guy might be stronger than he thought.

As expected.

Meng Yongyi made a gesture with both hands and pointed it into a sword. A golden talisman appeared out of thin air and was stopped by him.

A dazzling golden light bloomed in the room.

"The guardian god will come out!"

The talisman suddenly turned into golden light and scattered.

The air was filled with twisted waves, and a golden light condensed into a general wearing golden armor and a firm face landed on the ground.

The golden general held a giant sword in his hand, expressionless and eyes were dull, but his aura was not weaker than that of Mr. Dong.

"Are you a practitioner?"

Member Dong is a little more serious about it outside.

Meng Yongyi showed a playful smile on his face and said:

"Are you scared?"

"This is the guardian god of the Immortal Sect. He is not afraid of life and death, nor is he afraid of pain. He can go to heaven, enter the earth, and his combat power can rival the innate master.

Dong Zecheng!

I know you are hiding very deeply, but facing my guardian gods, you have no way to escape."

Mr. Dong shook his head, with a little pity in his eyes:

"If it was an ordinary time, maybe Dong would be afraid, but today, you are not lucky."

"In practicing, people are arrogant and do not follow the world. Dong has always been yearning for it. Today, it just happened to try Dong's martial arts with the gods in your hands."

"Then try it!"

Meng Yongyi pinched the seal in his hand and moved the guardian god. The sword spread across the sky, causing a sound of breaking through the air, and chopped straight towards Dong Zecheng.

There is no move, just an ordinary attack with a knife slashing the sword.

But with the power and speed of the guardian gods, this ordinary attack became extraordinary.

clang!

The great sword collided with the wind blade in Dong Yuanwai's hand.

The wind blade was broken, and the guardian god ignited the golden light on his body, like lightning, and his body shone in all directions of the room.

A storm-like attack followed one after another.

Mr. Dong was surrounded by a transparent body protection whirlwind, which collided with the sword of the guardian god, and made a crisp sound like a striking metal and iron.

For a moment, Mr. Dong seemed to be at a disadvantage.

...

at the same time.

Jiang Shang looked at Meng Yongyi with some inexplicable pity.

With Yuan Gandad suppressing the whole audience, this guy who claims to have revenge on the little prince is really in trouble.

He couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

Fortunately, he acted cautiously and did not do anything easily.

Otherwise, with his current strength, he might not be able to beat Meng Yongyi, even if he is the one who is now a guardian, he might not be able to beat him.

However, the blood and energy in the body of practitioners these days are so strong.

Can the practitioners in this world all melee magic masters?

While thinking, Jiang Shang moved himself backwards.

He can't suppress this scene yet, just be a transparent melon-eating crowd.

As a result, he wanted to get out of sight, but Meng Yongyi stared at him.

"Constable Jiang, where are you going? I still have many questions to ask you for advice?"

Jiang Shang stopped back with embarrassment, but snorted coldly on his face:

"If this detective hadn't been suffering from a sudden stomachache, you must have been arrested and brought to justice. If you have the ability, let this detective solve the three emergency first."

Meng Yongyi laughed: "Don't be anxious, Constable Jiang, I won't kill you. How can there be no witnesses in this situation?"

Jiang Shang maintained a cold attitude, held the knife in both hands, and asked slightly with his chin:
Chapter completed!