Luo Chen, who was hiding in the dark, his brows jumped when he heard about the heartworm.
In the library of Ziwu Villa, Luo Chen saw an introduction to the Questioning Insect in a miscellany.
This heart-asking bug is a kind of Gu bug bred by some warriors in southern Xinjiang who like to raise various bugs.
People who are infected by this questioner will be in a state of unconsciousness and will answer whatever others ask. Although there is no risk to their lives, their consciousness will never be restored and they will become dementia.
However, the major martial arts sects in the Central Plains have long agreed that they are not allowed to use this vicious poison on their fellow martial artists, otherwise they will be attacked by the entire martial arts community.
"What are you doing? Haha! If you don't tell me, I'll have to let you try this questioner."
Ning Lingru's face melted like ten thousand years of ice, and she smiled. Then she took out a small jade box from her arms and threw it to Senior Brother Zhu.
Luo Chen was stunned when he saw Ning Ling's smile. This was the first time he saw this cold woman smile. He had to admit that Ning Ling was more beautiful when she smiled than when she looked cold.
But seeing what was happening behind the smile, Luo Chen's scalp went numb. Sure enough, you can't judge a book by its appearance.
Senior Brother Zhu took the jade box, looked at Ning Ling's smiling face and swallowed secretly, then opened the jade box and slowly squatted in front of Zheng Xiaoliu.
Looking at the white bugs the size of rice grains in the jade box, Zheng Xiaoliu's eyes widened with horror on his face:
"How dare you really use the Inquiry Worm? How dare you use the Inquiry Insect! As a disciple of the Huashan Sect, you dare to blatantly violate the martial arts agreement. Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by the entire martial arts community?"
"Haha! There are only three of you and me here. If we ask you what we want to know, then we will kill you. Who will know that you have fallen into the trap of asking questions?"
Senior Brother Zhu smiled evilly and pinched Zheng Xiaoliu's mouth, preparing to put the questioner in.
When Luo Chen saw this, he was afraid that Zheng Xiaoliu would reveal the whereabouts of the Seventh Golden Lotus after being infected by a questioning bug. So, without further delay, he bent his bow and arrow and aimed it at the center of Zheng Xiaoliu's eyebrows.
Just when Luo Chen was about to loosen his string and let go of the arrow.
suddenly!
Luo Chen's mind moved and he immediately looked to the right.
After thinking for a moment, Luo Chen slowly put away his bow and arrows and continued to hide in the darkness of the roof.
"stop!"
Just as Luo Chen put away his bow and arrows, four lamas flew towards him in the direction he was looking. The leading lama had a second-rate early stage cultivation, and the other three were in a third-rate late stage.
Suddenly someone arrived. Senior Brother Zhu stopped what he was doing and ducked back to Ning Ling.
Zheng Xiaoliu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was not out of danger, at least he avoided becoming an idiot. So he continued to lean against the wall and lowered his head.
"Amitabha!"
The leading lama looked at Ning Ling and said:
"As a disciple of the Huashan sect, one of the eight famous sects, the donor actually used a Gu insect like the Heart Insect. Did he forget about the martial arts agreement? When the poor monk returns to Jingang Temple, he will report to the abbot of the temple and ask Huashan to send a Gu to the world's martial arts world.
statement."
"It turns out to be Master Mutuo. Master Mutuo misunderstood. This is not a worm at all, just an ordinary worm. The little girl just wanted to scare this person."
Ning Ling regained her coolness, and as she spoke, she took back the jade box in Senior Brother Zhu's hand.
Mu Tuo was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that this genius from the Huashan Sect would open his eyes and tell lies. However, he did not get the heart bug, and Zheng Xiaoliu was not planted with the heart bug. There is no solid evidence.
There was nothing he could do.
Luo Chen, who was in the dark, was also looking at Ning Ling again. This frosty woman was not only very good at pretending, but also very shameless.
"Amitabha! This is the best. I hope the donor will do well for himself."
Mu Tuo took a deep look at Ning Ling, and then ordered two of the three lamas behind him: "Zhahe, Zhaba, you two go and help Zha Mu up and take him back."
"Yes, master!"
The two lamas took the order and walked towards Zheng Xiaoliu in the corner. As soon as they took two steps, Ning Ling's figure flashed and stood in front of the two of them.
Ning Ling looked at Mu Tuo and said, "Master, what do you mean?"
Mu Tuo pointed at Zheng Xiaoliu: "This person is a disciple of my Vajra Temple. The poor monk will naturally take him back to the Vajra Temple."
"Master, I'm afraid I'm mistaken! This person's name is Zheng Xiaoliu. He is a master thief in the Jianghu of the Central Plains. He is not a disciple of your temple."
"No matter who the poor monk was before, if he enters my Buddhist sect, he is a disciple of my Vajra Temple." Mu Tuo said in a leisurely manner.
"Hmph! Everyone knows what's going on. This person was caught by a little girl and will never be taken away by the master." Ning Ling had no patience to talk to Mu Tuo and said directly.
Mu Tuo also said in a deep voice: "This person is related to the most precious treasure of our Vajra Temple. No matter what, the poor monk will take him away today."
"Master, do you think that with your cultivation, you can take someone away from a little girl?" Ning Ling's eyes grew cold.
"Amitabha! Although the donor's cultivation level is one level higher than that of the poor monk, the poor monk still will not give up."
"If that's the case, then let's see the real deal."
After Ning Ling finished speaking, she drew her sword and stabbed at the wooden support.
"Just in time! The poor monk also wants to experience the world-famous Huashan swordsmanship."
As he spoke, Mu Tuo's true energy circulated, and the muscles all over his body suddenly bulged and exuded a metallic luster. Then he clenched his hands into fists and faced Ning Ling.
Luo Chen looked at the two people fighting below, and Mu Tuo punched the long sword that was thrust towards him. Suddenly, a sound of gold and iron came out, and then Mu Tuo hit Ning Ling's face with his other fist.
Ning Ling leaned back to avoid the fist, then turned her body and swung her sword towards Mu Tuo's belly.
"ha!"
Mu Tuo let out a soft sigh, and stood upright, letting the true energy from his whole body flow to his belly.
"Chiji..."
There was a harsh metal sound, and Mu Tuo took the sword abruptly.
"Hmph! The Nine-turn Golden Body Skill of the Vajra Temple is indeed well-deserved. Today, little girl, I want to see how many of my swords you can handle."
As Ning Ling said this, she stepped forward again and hurriedly attacked the various vital points of the wooden support.
After dozens of moves, Ning Ling relied on her higher level of cultivation to leave a deep sword wound on Mu Tuo's right arm.
Mu Tuo swung his fists sharply, shaking Ning Ling away, and found an opportunity to shout to the other three lamas: "You three, go and take Zhamu away."
The three lamas looked at each other, Zahe and Zaba rushed towards Senior Brother Zhu, while the other walked towards Zheng Xiaoliu.
After the lama walked to Zheng Xiaoliu, he checked Zheng Xiaoliu's injuries and then carried Zheng Xiaoliu on his back.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, the lama suddenly froze and fell to the ground.
At the moment when the lama fell to the ground, Zheng Xiaoliu stood up in an instant, rushed up to the city wall with his feet touching the ground, grabbed the rope on the wall and climbed up quickly.