Thriller Paradise

When a person stays in the rivers and lakes for a long time, they can learn how to communicate with the dead.

The dead can't talk, but they can still tell the living a lot of things.

Moreover, dead people are often more honest than living people...

At this moment, Song Wuqi is already a dead person, and standing around his body is a living person.

These living people came to check the body after asking for the meaning of Yuan Meng.

No doubt... they are all experts in this area.

In just a few minutes, these people knew a lot from the dead bodies that were broken into two pieces.

"If you remember correctly... 15 years ago, Song Wuqi was already thirty-seven years old."

"Yes, it is already thirty-seven years old."

"He is practicing a hidden weapon."

"He only practices hidden weapons."

"The hidden weapon is easy to learn and difficult to learn."

"The hidden weapon is hard to find."

"After the age of forty, the foreign powers and realms usually do not improve any more."

"But now the 52-year-old Song Wuqi, the external power is better than before..."

"Internal strength...also."

After those people saw the body, they talked in front of Yuan Meng’s master.

Their conclusions have come to the fore. In the fifteen years, Song Wuqi must have been over-specified, so that he can take martial arts to a new level when his physical strength and energy have already missed the peak.

Of course... even if Song Wuqi changed from a quasi-first-class master to a first-class master, it is still difficult to escape the fate of being killed by Yuan Hao.

"Heroes!" In a short time, Yuan Mengzhu organized the language, and then used the internal force to speak loudly to the rivers and lakes. "You all saw it..." His tone was obviously inflammatory, "and I don’t say how many martial arts scums, cloaked beasts that have been sheltered for many years. It’s said that this Song is unspeakable... After fifteen years in the valley, martial arts has grown considerably!”

As of this point, there has been a lot of discussion in the crowd.

"It seems that ... this funeral valley is simply a place to hide dirt, planting evil and murder!" Yuan Hao has been a martial arts ally for ten years. According to his experience, some words must be clarified; because there are indeed many people who are stupid enough that you don't understand what he doesn't understand. "Maybe the other scums that have escaped into the valley are the same as this Song Wuqi... It has already got the guidance and skill of the ‘King of the King’. The heroes... can’t be careless!”

When it comes to this part, naturally everyone can understand it.

"Thank you for reminding the owners!"

"The lord is far-sighted and admire!"

There are still many people who have taken a few strokes after listening to them.

And the front line of hell...

"Let's go." Feng Jie suddenly made a suggestion.

"Hey? Don't you follow them?" Suddenly, "A lot of free cannon fodder."

"These people simply can't stand it." Jing Ge shook his head and lazily replied, "They gathered here, some for the 'life of the longevity', this is for 'profit'; some are for this action. It’s just a name.” He paused. “Whether it’s for the name or for the benefit, it’s all about chasing **, not conviction. When people are at a critical juncture, beliefs are not necessarily reliable, ** Don't mention it... Simply put, if the situation starts to get worse, staying with these people... it will be a hidden worry."

The teammates listened to him and meditated for a moment.

After a few seconds, if the rain first opened the way: "It makes sense... The alliances formed by these gangs are very fragile. Every sect and everyone has selfishness. Now they feel that the situation is favorable, and they will follow the glory of Yuan Meng. Think about a piece of cake afterwards... And once the situation changes, these people will reveal the fox tail." She paused for half a second, watching Xiao sigh and flowers indirectly. "For example, if you have a good relationship with a few sects, you may join forces to frame some sects that have sinned with them, or take a knife with a small force." Force the other party to be a cannon fodder."

"Oh..." Xiao sighed and said, his expression changed slightly. "Is it a small pie?" It’s not a broken sword tea..."

"What is the broken sword tea?"

"Oh... we are breaking the sword tea." Feng did not smile and laughed back.

"Ha?" The flower was stunned, but she soon thought of what the previous rain had said... about the things that had come to the world before, she immediately said, "Oh... you came to the world last time. Is the identity used?"

"Yes, I am the lord. You are all my apprentices." Feng did not know, and raised his hand and gestured to the rain. "This is the wife of the Lord."

"The setting of Mrs. Lord is no longer necessary now?" If the rainy road.

Indeed, in the town of Cangling. If the rain is to cooperate with the excuse to create a murder, it is the default.

"Don't care about that detail~" Feng Jie spread his hands and used a expression that was enough to increase the value of force by ten percentage points.

"Okay, don't you want us to get out of the big army? Then take the lead." If the rain doesn't want to pull this topic down with him, then bring the topic back. "Make sure you have already thought about where to go." Make this suggestion?"

"Oh... of course." Of course, Feng Bing squinted and glanced at the woods on the left side of the crowd with his eyes. "Song Wuqi should have come from here."

The teammates looked over there and saw only the mixed forests, and there was no obvious path.

However, after a few seconds, Xiao sighed his eyes and said: "Oh! There are traces left!"

"What are you doing!" Feng Feng did not feel that he stepped forward and grabbed his mouth. "Is it afraid that others have not noticed us?"

To be honest... no one really pays attention to them. The rivers and lakes in front of us are not the masters of the rivers and lakes alone. They are the masters of the high-level faction. The followers who are with them are also the disciples or cronies of the highest generation. It can be said that... gathered here today are among the best of the same generation. Such a group of people, where have the time to pay attention to and pay attention to your few unknown juniors? The ghosts know where you are from the mountain pies... People are vying to show their faces in front of the lords. It’s too late to ask for help. Where are the birds?

So...

After a brief roundabout and observation, they couldn't help but unconsciously break away from the hundreds of people's brigades and leave the road that runs through the valley. Turned into the forest.

............

Like most masters who are good at stealth, Song Wuqi's light work is not bad. In the complex terrain of the mountain forest, it is difficult to trace the traces left by him. Although Yuan Hao can use internal force to detect the real-time position of the other party. But he can't figure out the route the other party took.

However, this matter is easy for Feng Shou and Wang Shouzhi.

They have a data perspective and the other has eagle eye vision. For them, the more complex terrain, the lower the difficulty of tracking.

To make a long story short, after more than 20 minutes of trek, the four people on the front line of Hell finally walked out of the dense forest and came to a relatively wide mountain.

At this point, the sun has completely fallen.

The haze that has lost sunlight shows a soft, cool hue that resembles moonlight.

This fog is cold and beautiful.

The hearts of the players seem to have calmed down with the changes in the surrounding tones.

"Cut... has it disappeared..."

finally. Beside a small river, the traces left by Song Wuqi disappeared, and the brother immediately snorted.

"I don't think it doesn't matter." Huanhua then said, "This valley is inhabited all the year round. Those people's lives are inseparable from the water. We just need to have a high chance to reach the film head along the river." The mountain village.

"That's right." If the rain also agreed with her inference, "Maybe Song Wuqi's trace disappeared here, it is implied...he came along the river."

"It makes sense!" Xiao sighs also answered. "Maybe he has the kind of martial arts that can sip some water and cross the river. It will come over all the way."

I did not hear this sentence. Immediately squinting at the small sigh: "This is why you can't be a detective."

“Hey?” Xiao sighed back. “Why?”

"Because people who are a little bit of reasoning can think about it before going to the river, they will think about it... Whether the other party will be riding a bamboo pole or a boat." The answer was not clear.

"Is not right." Xiao sighed and asked, "If Song Wuqi is coming by boat, then... what about the ship?"

"I was taken away by people." Feng did not feel the way back. "Who rules that Song Wuqi has to go boating alone? Is there anyone else on board?"

"Well..." Xiao sighed and smiled. "Oh... it’s right."

After the Tucao finished his teammates, he felt that the team led the team down the river.

On this remnant autumn night, in the damp fog, the players' hair, face and clothes are naturally covered with a layer of frost.

These waters also quickly turned into a chill, making their spirits more exciting.

Because the terrain on the river is relatively flat. The speed of the four people is much faster than in the forest, and they have traveled several kilometers in less than half an hour.

Subsequently. In front of them, there was a clear spring.

It is a small pool surrounded by various exotic mountains and rocks. The river passes through both ends of the stone pool, the terrain at the upstream rises sharply, and the downstream gradually becomes gentle.

At the moment, on the edge of the stone pool, there was actually a figure...

It was a thin figure, dressed in a white gown.

His left hand is placed behind his back, his fist is padded, his right hand... holding a jug.

He silently looked at the stone pool in front of him, and picked up the jug from time to time to drink a bite.

Among the stone pools, there is only water, and there is no moon in the water. No one knows what he is looking at, and no one thinks that there is anything good here.

But... he has been here for a long time with great interest, and there is no intention to leave.

"Well?" When there were still a hundred meters apart, the man noticed the existence of the players.

But it wasn't until they closed that they were close to ten meters, he slowly turned his head and said: "This is really... there is something in the world."

When the other party has not yet opened, he feels that he has recognized him, so this time he feels that his brother is very calm and clasped his fist: "Fang, I have seen Cao Gonggong."

Yes, the person who is drinking at the stone pond is Cao Qin.

"After the Forbidden City, it has been more than a decade..." Cao Qin said, "The Lord of the Rings is a world-famous person who can hide his name in the world, and it will be uninterrupted for decades. And every time he appears, Still this youth does not change."

As he spoke, he turned around.

However, the next second, Cao Qin actually changed his look and gently "hey?"

"Oh, huh..." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled. He knew that the other party was not confused when he saw his teammates, so he explained the situation. "Cao Gonggong guessed it right... I broke the sword and smashed it. The martial arts is indeed beneficial to the longevity, so my apprentice is also with me..."

Unexpectedly, his words were not finished yet, Cao Qin interrupted: "Is your wife not already dead?"

"Oh..." Suddenly, I suddenly thought of it. In the Forbidden City, I was singled out. In order to brush up the fashion value, he really said the phrase "to bury me and my wife together." In fact, she is not dead."

“Well?” Cao Qin sued again. “When the girl who was in the past was obsessed with you when I knew that your wife was not dead?”

As soon as this statement comes out, the whole world... is quiet.

After about five seconds, all the live platforms are like fried oil pans, ushered in the most horrific round of barrage in the history of the game.

"Oh?" If the rain squinted in the past with no expression, the sensational brother cast a full-spirited look. "And this?"

"Yeah..." Some gloating in the flowers looked at him, "...and this?"

“Hey?” Xiao sighed in a curious way. “And this?”

"No... that... actually..." Feng Jie said to Cao Qindao, "She doesn't know she is still dead."

"Then why do you want to hide it?" Cao Qin said, "If you tell the girl...the wife is not dead, maybe she won't be pestering you again." He said here, what seems to suddenly think of something. "Slow... Could you, do you want to swear? Is it intentional not to tell her that your wife is still alive?" He paused. "Or...ha, the girl has already revealed to you that she is willing to be small? So you are the opposite. And what?"

"The trough..." The seal was shocked at the time. He secretly said in his heart, "Do you have a long organ that says that the **** is less than one sentence? It’s still a gossip and dog blood, and it’s good. I have to force it... Is this going to kill me?"

"Well..." At this moment, if the rain was thoughtfully thinking, "I seem to suddenly understand... Why do you scream at her in the harem city?"

In fact, she probably already guessed that this was just a misunderstanding of np, but... it’s really rare to have a chance to be unprepared in this way. If the rain doesn’t want to miss it.

"That... Cao Gonggong..." After a long time, I finally said, "Can you talk about something else? For example, what is the weather?"

"Weather?" Cao Qin heard a word, then looked up and looked at the glowing fog at the top of his head, and then "hehe..." two times, and sipped his head. Then he actually picked up the mouth with a spit-like tone. "...I am also drunk." (To be continued)