Chapter 163: Ye Xieming's Appearance Tie Hulu put down the wine glass in his hand and greeted everyone present, "Hello heroes, Tie Hulu is willing to serve everyone today. Is there anything you heroes want to know?"
"Then." A bag of things was suddenly thrown from the corner. As soon as the iron gourd was opened, it was filled with gold. "What does the hero want to ask?"
"According to what you see, I am somewhat certain to seize the Yumo Sword in Jing Yirong's hand with my strength." As soon as the man's question came to an end, the discussion in the building disappeared, and it was quiet as if everyone was waiting for Tie Yirong.
Gourd's answer.
Tie Hulu looked at Jing Yirong in embarrassment. He had been warned not to use Jing Yirong to make money. Jing Yirong slowly raised his lips and patted the table with his right hand to pick up a dish of cabbage on the table and then pushed the seat in the corner with his inner strength.
The man immediately stretched out his hand to catch Diezi. Unexpectedly, Jing Yirong actually added another five points of strength in mid-air. Diezi cut off the man's palm like a blade, and the man held his palm and screamed in pain. Jing Yirong
As soon as the butterfly plate returned to the table, there was a lot of blood on the dish, "Xiao Yan, this dish is dirty, take it out to feed the dog."
"Yes." Xiao Yan took the plate and walked out of the restaurant.
Jing Yirong raised his eyes and looked at Tie Hulu, "Now you can answer his question just now."
"If this hero wants to grab the Yu Mo Sword, your chances of winning are zero." Tie Hulu said with a playful smile.
Jing Yirong's move shocked everyone present. Could it be that she could destroy Xue Jiabao in an instant and suddenly squeeze into the top ten rankings in the world? With the martial arts she just displayed so freely, there was really no one here.
How many people can restrain him?
Another stack of checks came flying from the second floor of the restaurant, "Uncle Tiehulu, what I want to ask about is about the Bingpo Pearl. Do you know that the rebirth of the Bingpo Pearl is just a pretense used by Luo Hua to ascend the throne."
"Heroes don't need to worry that the Ice Soul Pearl is about to come out. It's absolutely true and it's not just a pretense."
Another bunch of gold leaves flew from one place, "Why did Luo Hua delay his accession to the throne?"
"The hero is saddened by beauty. Leader Luo is waiting for his fiancée to show up." Tie Hulu squinted at the gold in his hand. He really came to the right place.
Jing Yirong couldn't help but roll her eyes at Tie Hulu's money-loving model, "Tie Hulu, you look so disgusting."
"Miss Jing, why would you harm an old man like me? Miss Jing, do you have anything you want to ask? How about I give you a discount at half the price?" Tie Hulu said generously, "After all, you have contributed to the gold just now.
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Jing Yirong sneered, "I'm afraid you, Iron Hulu, don't know the question I want to ask."
Tie Hulu stuffed the gold into his sleeves, "Miss Jing is looking down on you, Tie Hulu. There is nothing in this world that I, Tie Hulu, don't know about, as long as it has happened and is happening now."
"What if you can't answer the question I asked?" Jing Yirong was in trouble.
Tie Hulu rubbed his hands, "If I really can't answer, then I, Tie Hulu, will give Miss Jing free of charge in the future. As long as Miss Jing wants to know, I, Tie Hulu, won't take any of it."
Jing Yirong smiled slightly, "You have to remember what you said clearly, and listen carefully. My question is to find something in this room that is as important as King Junqi's head. Don't just find something to fool me. I can't.
It depends on the facts.”
Tie Hulu glanced at King Junqi, who had been expressionless not far away. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and finally lost helplessly, "I will give up and give up. If Miss Jing wants to know anything in the future, I will definitely answer it for you."
Jing Yirong showed a victorious smile, and King Junqi turned his head slightly to look at Jing Yirong, "You are indeed smart enough to take advantage of things. You take risks but use me to offset them."
"King Junqi, what you said is serious. No one in the world will touch you, King Junqi. Don't mention that there is nothing as important as your head in this room. No one would dare to cut off your head and give it to you even if you have estimates.
I think, given our familiarity with you, I am just borrowing your reputation, so why should you take it to heart?" Jing Yirong said calmly.
King Junqi sneered but did not refute Jing Yirong's words. Everyone in the restaurant felt strange because of what King Junqi and Jing Yirong said. The two people seemed to have a close relationship, and their ambiguous attitude made them neither enemies nor friends.
Everyone who peeked at the Yumo Sword in Jing Yirong's hand hesitated a lot. Not to mention Jing Yirong's exposed hand just now, if there really was a fight and King Junqi came to help, the chance of winning would be even worse.
Because of the delay in the enthronement ceremony, Jing Yirong, King Junqi and his entourage could only stay in the restaurant for a few more days. As soon as night fell, Jing Yirong flew out of the restaurant in black and flew towards Wulin Fort.
"It turns out I'm not the only one who can't stand it anymore." Jing Yirong said as he looked at King Junqi, who was also dressed in black and landed on the roof of Wulin Fort.
King Junqi replied without looking back, "I had expected you to come too."
"You're standing here but haven't entered. Why is Wulin Fort more difficult to break into than you thought?" Jing Yirong looked down at Wulin Fort. Wulin Fort was so quiet that it made people feel strange. It stands to reason that the Ice Soul Pearl is hidden there.
It must be heavily guarded, but unfortunately after walking around the eaves, I didn't even see a single guard.
King Junqi picked up a stone from the eaves and threw it into the empty courtyard. Before the stone hit the ground, countless flying arrows flew out everywhere. The long and sharp arrows actually smashed the stone into pieces.
Fen Fen, Jing Yirong and King Junqi were both shocked by the sight in front of them. If they were human beings, no matter how powerful they were in martial arts, they would probably be like a hornet's nest at this time.
Jing Yirong felt even more strange. In tens of millions of years, such a security measure would be infrared, but what kind of security measure would it be in this era? King Junqi seemed to see Jing Yirong's doubts, "This is using airflow, there must be someone there."
A formation has been set up in this courtyard to control the airflow in the air, so as long as any foreign object receives these changed airflows, it will trigger the mechanisms in the courtyard."
"There are actually such strange people. If you are included in my subordinates, King Junqi, you will be in even more danger."
"Jing Yirong, stop dreaming. This person will not submit to you because the only person in the world who has such a strange family is Luo Hua." King Junqi looked at Jing Yirong, "Luo Hua is my recruiter.
This is the first person I have met. He has no intention of being loyal to the imperial court. His position as leader of the martial arts alliance is enough for him to become famous all over the world."
Jing Yirong and King Junqi stopped talking. They were almost certain that the Ice Soul Pearl was in this courtyard, otherwise there would be no need for such sophisticated protection. But the only thing they were worried about now was that they didn't know how to crack it.
"Let's go." Rather than waste time here, it's better to go back and recharge. Jing Yirong just wanted to turn around but couldn't move and was shocked, "King Junqi!"
"What?" King Junqi turned around and tried to take a step forward but found the same problem, "Oops, it's a setting powder."
"Setting powder?"
King Junqi explained, "The body-fixing powder is a medicine unique to Dongxie Kingdom. When people inhale it in the air, it can temporarily freeze the person's body and make them unable to move. However, the higher the martial arts, the faster the effect of the medicine will go away. You
Move your body and see if it's your whole body that can't move or just your feet that can't move."
Jing Yirong turned around as he was told, "Except for the hands, feet and body, I can still move a little bit."
"It only takes half a stick of incense to release the effects of the medicine on our hands and feet. As long as no one discovers us in this half stick of incense, we will be fine." King Junqi looked solemn.
"I'm afraid it won't be as you wish." Voices accompanied by laughter came in the dark night, Jing Yirong's eyebrows froze, "Ye Xie Ming!"
In an instant, Ye Xieming appeared close to Jing Yirong, with the same black robe and silver face, and a pair of evil eyes that made it difficult to look directly at him. Ye Xieming chuckled, "You knew it was me just by hearing the voice. Jing Yirong looks at you
I will never forget you."
"Because I think about how to kill you every day, I am naturally familiar with your voice." Jing Yirong's eyes were cold, and every time Ye Xieming appeared, an inexplicable feeling of rejection would arise in her heart.
There was no emotion or anger in Ye Xieming's playful voice, "Jing Yirong, you are becoming more and more lovable. Your appearance now makes people want to get close to you."
"Don't touch me!" Jing Yirong roared.
"The more you don't let me touch you, the more interested I am," Ye Xieming leaned closer to Jing Yirong and held Jing Yirong's waist with one hand so that she could not struggle to get closer to him. The other hand touched Jing Yirong's cheek to warm her.
Caressing Jing Yirong's outline, "Jing Yirong, these are all mine, do you understand?"
"Ye Xieming, I will make you pay the price," Jing Yirong gritted his teeth.
Ye Xieming buried his head into Jing Yirong's neck and whispered softly, "You smell so good. Jing Yirong, you are so charming. I want to have you at any time."
"Ye Xieming is a married woman. Why should you be obsessed with her? You can get any kind of woman with you." King Junqi couldn't help but speak. Although he knew that Ye Xieming was not someone she could touch,
I couldn't remain indifferent to what I was seeing.
Ye Xieming hooked his lips and swung away King Junqi with his palm. His body trembled and blood flowed from the corners of his lips. Ye Xieming said Yinxie, "I hate troublesome people the most."
Jing Yirong frowned, "What happens between you and me, Ye Xieming, has nothing to do with other people."
"Are you helping him?" Ye Xieming became more interested in King Junqi, "Why don't you be nicer to me? I will remove his binding powder now and let him go. If you resist, I will remove it."
His hands and feet."
Jing Yirong glanced at King Junqi, "He has nothing to do with me. I won't help him and I don't want him to get hurt. Ye Xieming, please come closer. I suddenly remembered that there is something I forgot to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Ye Xieming moved in front of Jing Yirong as instructed, and Jing Yirong's smile bloomed like a hibiscus, "Come closer."
Ye Xieming's interest was aroused and he directly stretched out his hand to bring Jing Yirong into his arms, "Is this distance considered close now?"
"Of course." Jing Yirong's eyes were soft, and he unexpectedly stretched out his movable hand and pulled off Ye Xieming's silver mask, "I want to see what you look like!"
Ye Xieming's true face appeared in front of Jing Yirong without any time to resist. Jing Yirong's eyes were incredibly shocked. The mask in his hand fell into the courtyard and was shattered by a long arrow with no gaps. At this time, Jing Yirong
Yi Rong's heart fell into the abyss like the silver face. He couldn't believe the appearance of the person in front of him, let alone didn't want to believe it.
King Junqi also stared at Ye Xieming with a look of disbelief. His Zhenchen was no less powerful than Jing Yirong. How could it be possible? How could he be the best master in the world!
"You..." Jing Yirong's voice trembled, as if something was stuck in her throat. Now it was not only her body but also her thoughts and heart that were stuck. If she could turn back time, she would rather nothing had happened. She had never revealed it.
Taking off her mask, Ye Xieming's appearance appeared more profound under the moonlight, and it deeply overlapped with the face in Jing Yirong's mind.