C104 Thousand Li Soul-locking
C104 Thousand Li Soul-locking
It was five in the afternoon. In the suite, Shi Yonghu was sitting cross-legged. He did not say a single word. It was as if he had entered the realm of the breathing of the fetus. Han Yefeng accompanied her carefully.
The curtains to the French windows were pulled open and the setting sun shone in, staining the entire room with a golden light.
At this moment, Shi Yonghu opened his eyes.
Han Yefeng immediately shouted, "Martial Uncle!"
A cold glint flashed through Shi Yonghu's eyes, but he quickly concealed it. After that, he looked up at Han Yefeng and asked: "How is the progress on Golden Sword Competition of Martial Arts?"
Han Yefeng said, "Everything is still going on. The competition is still going on as scheduled. Currently, there are many experts participating in the competition one after another. There are also experts from other countries who have heard of the news and also signed up for the competition. " Shi Yonghu was startled. "Other countries?"
Han Yefeng said, "There are two experts from the younger generation in Tokyo, both of them. They also want to use this competition to communicate with our martial arts experts. In addition, some good fighters from the Siberian Black Fist Battalion also came. There are also some experts from the Buddhist Sect in Thailand. "
Shi Yonghu was quite surprised, and said: "The Golden Sword Competition of Martial Arts this time, was only to serve as bait for the young disciple Chen Qingyang. Who would have thought that things would get to this point. This tournament, is already considered a true Martial Tao Competition. "
Han Yefeng thought so and said, "Martial Uncle, what should we do next?"
Shi Yonghu said, "As a young student, it's fine if you don't participate. He was killed immediately. As for the Martial Tao Competition, it was normally done. As long as our Young Master Lin Inner Sect becomes the Golden Sword Master, the dignity of our Young Master Lin's Inner Sect can be redeemed as well. "
It was Shaolin's regret that he could not kill Chen Qingyang in front of his colleagues in Martial Arts World. But now, he could only leave it up to fate.
Han Yefeng frowned slightly. He was a bit worried and said, "But Martial Uncle, Chen Qingyang and Grand Master Qin are related. Besides, I think he has a good relationship with some of the officials here. Furthermore, he recorded his voice, so I'm afraid that we might be a bit sensitive if we kill him now. "
A hint of coldness flashed in Shi Yonghu's eyes as he said, "So what if I kill, what can I do?" He paused for a moment and said, "After killing him, we will immediately return to Nan Yang. Does anyone dare to come to the Southern Ocean to investigate crimes? "
Nan Yang was the world under Shaolin's Inner Sect. There was also the military base of Shaolin Inner Sect.
Once they reached Nan Yang, no one dared to cause trouble for Shi Yonghu.
In the country, Shi Yonghu had killed Chen Qingyang. No one in the country could catch Shi Yonghu.
More importantly, Shi Yonglong had a good relationship with some of the big figures in the country. As long as Shi Yonglong said hello, the aftereffects of killing Chen Qingyang could be eliminated.
At this moment, Han Yefeng indeed felt Shi Yonghu and Martial Uncle's determination. This Chen Qingyang had truly angered Shi Yonghu, Martial Uncle.
So Shi Yonghu and Martial Uncle must kill Chen Qingyang now.
Han Yefeng saw that Shi Yonghu had made up his mind, so he didn't say anything else.
"But Martial Uncle, when do you plan to make your move?" Then, Han Yefeng asked again.
"Tonight." Shi Yonghu said.
Han Yefeng said, "Martial Uncle, I have another worry. This Chen Qingyang is not a fool, he should be able to feel your murderous intent. If he runs away ahead of time, it will be a problem. "
Shi Yonghu replied coldly, "He won't be able to escape."
Han Yefeng was curious, "Why?"
It has to be said that although Shaolin's Inner Sect is enormous, all of the power within it is not within the country, nor is it within the city of Binhai!
Shi Yonghu said, "Before I left the teahouse today, I had locked onto Chen Qingyang with my willpower. If he's in Binhai City, I think it would be troublesome. If he runs away, I can kill him without any worries. "
Han Yefeng was surprised when he heard that, "Will lock on?"
He felt that Martial Uncle's words were too unfathomable.
Shi Yonghu looked at Han Yefeng and said, "You have not reached this level yet, so you won't understand. It could also be said that it was a Thousand Mile Soul Lock. I locked onto Chen Qingyang's aura. Even if he were to escape thousands of miles away, I would still be able to sense the presence of this aura. "This is a mysterious and mysterious connection between the magnetic fields."
Han Yefeng's eyes were filled with disbelief. He felt that Martial Uncle's cultivation level was no longer a person. He truly looked like a deity.
The night came quickly.
As the lanterns lit up, a crescent moon rose into the sky.
Chen Qingyang and Mu Jing and Qin Moyao were in the teahouse.
Qin Moyao was determined not to leave Chen Qingyang. She wanted to protect him.
Since her grandfather had not replied, she was not confident.
Chen Qingyang and Mu Jing were sitting cross-legged like old monks in meditation.
At this moment, Chen Qingyang suddenly felt an extreme sense of danger. He suddenly opened his eyes.
Mu Jing also opened her eyes. She looked at Chen Qingyang in surprise and asked, "What?"
Chen Qingyang frowned and said, "Something is wrong. I feel that there is dust on the spiritual altar, so I can't see anything clearly."
Qin Moyao was listening at the side in confusion. The spiritual altar was covered in dust, what the hell was this?
However, she didn't dare to ask about it. She felt that the atmosphere was very tense.
However, Mu Jing understood. At her and Chen Qingyang's level, their bodies were as translucent as jade and their spiritual altar was as clear as day. This was also the reason why their eyesight and hearing ability far surpassed that of ordinary people. Even the slightest movement could be clearly seen.
Right now, Chen Qingyang's spiritual altar was covered in dust for no reason. This was a very strange thing.
"Could it be …" Mu Jing turned pale as she thought of something.
Chen Qingyang was puzzled and asked, "What?"
Mu Jing said: "I heard that the cultivation level have reached the level of an expert who can faintly communicate with the heaven and earth. It could lock souls for a thousand miles. Once he has locked onto your aura, even if you were thousands of miles away, he would still be able to chase you down. Could it be that that person used the Thousand Li Soul Locking Technique on you? "
Chen Qingyang couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air as he said in a deep voice, "I can feel that person's intent to kill me. "It seems like he doesn't plan on letting me go. I'm afraid he's already on his way to kill me."
Qin Moyao stood aside, not understanding the meaning behind the Thousand Mile Soul Lock, but she understood the meaning behind it. Anxiety and fear were written all over her face as she quickly said, "I'll get Director Xing to bring a team over right now."
Chen Qingyang stood up and said, "It's useless to repeat the same trick again. That person won't give us another chance like this." He paused for a moment, glanced at Mu Jing, and said, "The one he wants to kill is me." With that, he turned around and quickly left.
Qin Moyao chased after him and asked in a tearful voice, "Chen Qingyang, where are you going?"
Chen Qingyang didn't answer. He left the tea house in the blink of an eye and drove the BMW into the night.
Qin Moyao's mind was in a state of panic, and she felt a kind of indescribable panic. She even smelled death.
Lili didn't even think before driving her police car after Chen Qingyang. She wanted to protect Chen Qingyang, to protect him with her own life.
"Moyao!" At this moment, Mu Jing followed him out and pulled Qin Moyao along.
Lili's eyes filled with tears. She was too afraid something would happen to Chen Qingyang.
Mu Jing said in a deep voice, "Chen Qingyang wants to lure that person away, if he is with us. That man might kill us. And if he goes away, that person will only kill him. "
Qin Moyao was suddenly enlightened, and in her heart, she was extremely saddened. At this juncture, Chen Qingyang was still thinking about himself and Mu Jing.
"I'm going to save him!" Qin Moyao gritted her teeth and said firmly. She opened the door and got in.
Mu Jing did not stop Qin Moyao, but followed her into the car.
The police car shot out like a bolt of lightning in the night sky. The lights flickered and the siren shrilled.
But to Qin Moyao's despair, she could no longer see Chen Qingyang at all. There was no sign of Chen Qingyang's BMW.
The world was big, where could she go to find Chen Qingyang?
Perhaps, he would never see Chen Qingyang again. When he saw it again, it was just a corpse!
Feeling sad and helpless, Qin Moyao stopped the car in the middle of the street and hurried off.
The night was hazy, but the street lamps were very bright.
There were thousands of people, and all of them were happy and sad.
On the big screen opposite the commercial building was an advertisement for shampoo.
Qin Moyao ran so fast that she didn't dare think about anything else. She felt a surge of grief that made her want to die.
Mu Jing sat quietly in the police car.
She was surprisingly calm. In that moment, it was as if all the honor and disgrace in the world had nothing to do with her.
She could imagine Chen Qingyang's martyr determination.
She suddenly felt that in this mortal world, the rise and fall of the tides and the blooming of the flowers were so common.
People will die of old age, so the Chosen One Chen Qingyang will also die.
Mu Jing wasn't as heartbroken as Qin Moyao. That was because Qin Moyao loved Chen Qingyang, because Qin Moyao was trapped in a world of emotions and desires.
Mu Jing would also feel sad, but at this moment, she felt that she had already separated this sadness from her emotions. She was like a passerby looking at a sad Mu Jing.
This was a very mysterious realm.
Mu Jing's path led to the highest shore, and Chen Qingyang was the scenery she passed by.
Chen Qingyang drove the BMW like lightning.
However, that feeling of danger was like the lingering feeling of a maggot in the bone of the tarsal bone.
Unknowingly, Chen Qingyang had driven the car to the national road north of Binhai City.
There were not many cars on the national road, and the street lamps were bright.
Ahead was the high-speed entrance, where there was a toll station.
Chen Qingyang did not want to die. He was a living person with seven emotions and six desires. He was also afraid of death.
Right now, he was desperately trying to survive. He wanted to drive at a high speed and stall for as much time as he could with the BMW's speed.
Even though Chen Qingyang knew that he was unable to escape Shi Yonghu's Thousand Mile Lock Soul. However, being able to live for one more moment was a moment. It was a person's survival instinct.
Soon, Chen Qingyang arrived at the high speed tollbooth. However, Chen Qingyang didn't stop. He directly broke through the high speed toll bar. The BMW charged out as if it had eaten Viagra.
The BMW quickly entered the night. There were no street lights on either side of them.
At that moment, his phone suddenly rang.
Chen Qingyang picked up the phone with one hand and answered the call.
It was Lin Qingxue's voice.
"Chen Qingyang, where are you?" Is it done? When are you coming home? "