Time Travel and Love

Chapter 440 Elimination Method

"Let's go to the fifth floor." Mo Yunting's heart sank. He knew Jingming's kung fu, and Wen Zhong and Wu Qing's kung fu were probably not much different from Jingming's. Anyone who could seriously injure all three of them at the same time was definitely no ordinary person! The fifth floor was full of masters, and who could massacre them all?!

"Master!" Jing Yan stopped him. "Please be patient. Our people are already looking for Master Jiu's whereabouts. There are no survivors on the fifth floor. It would be a waste of effort for you to go there! It won't be too late to go after we find Master Jiu's whereabouts!"

Mo Yunting closed his eyes. He had to calm down. "Where is Qianji Pavilion?"

"There's nothing wrong with Qianji Pavilion. Maybe someone knew that the owner of the fifth floor is Jiu Ye, but didn't find out that the owner of Qianji Pavilion is also Jiu Ye, so they only targeted the fifth floor?" Jing Yan expressed his guess.

"A gang organization?" His gloomy eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent disappeared in an instant.

"Probably not." Jing Yan continued his analysis. "The only one that can compare to the Fifth Floor is the Qianji Pavilion. The other assassination organizations are far too weak. Moreover, the Fifth Floor is under the control of Master Jiu. They mostly work for you and rarely get involved in grudges in the martial arts world. They only accept orders for assassinations and protection."

"Most of the people on the fifth floor are with me. Go, mobilize everyone on the fifth floor and everyone I can mobilize to track down Jiu Ye immediately. Rescue Jiu Ye at all costs!"

Mo Yunting no longer acted impulsively, but his whole body exuded a coldness. He sat on the edge of the bed with a cold expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Inside the inn, Qi Shijiu and others who had received the news were already sitting together.

"Nineteen, did the master leave any message?" Chu Siming's first reaction was that this was the plan of the Ninth Master.

Qi Xiuheng shook his head. They didn't bring many people with them, but they had already spread out to look for people. At the same time, they had also sent pigeons to the fifth floor under their respective jurisdictions, asking them to transfer people over.

"There are not many people in the world who can seriously injure the Consul General, let alone injure Wu Qing at the same time." Qin Qiantian's words hit the nail on the head.

Jin Huaian looked at Qin Qiantian and slowly uttered a few names, "Shen Tianjun, Cangming, Shengfo, Murong Yue, Dugu Jing."

These five people are the only ones in the martial arts world who can injure Kui Wenzhong, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like any of them has any grudge against Jiu Ye.

"Nineth Master doesn't associate with the underworld, and the Consul General rarely gets involved in underworld grudges. These five people seem to have no reason to massacre the Fifth Floor." Shen Tianchen, the usually taciturn Beiming steward, suddenly spoke up, "Unless they can be bribed."

"Shen Tianjun, Cangming, and Murong Yue." Jin Huaian glanced at him and narrowed his target to three people.

"Shen Tianjun won't." Shen Tianchen was very sure, "I'm on the fifth floor, so he won't touch the fifth floor."

Qi Xiuheng and others stared at him and could find all the locations on the fifth floor, except for people inside.

"Brother." Shen Tianchen explained to the others, "Betraying Master Jiu? Am I not going to live anymore?"

Qi Xiuheng didn't say anything or look at him again. A slave who betrays his master must live a life worse than death.

By midnight, everyone in the palace had already heard about it and quickly released all the secret guards to track him down.

Several groups of people started to pursue him.

An hour ago, on a small forest road south of Dayu Shengjing, a carriage and a group of black-clad men on horseback sped away.

Inside the carriage, Chu Qingmeng barely regained consciousness. He looked at Shuang Cheng, who was covered in blood, and reached out to check his breath. He was still alive. But the iron chain had pierced his scapula... Chu Qingmeng's hands trembled. "Silly Shuang Cheng! I told you to run, but you didn't. Now we're both in their hands."

As if he heard her talking, Shuang Cheng's eyelids moved, and an extremely weak voice came out, "Master..."

"Shuangcheng, how are you?!" Although I knew that his condition was not very good, I still asked this question subconsciously.

"Hmm..." Shuang Cheng moved his body slightly, but the severe pain in his scapula forced him to relax and stop moving.

"Don't move, don't move!" Chu Qingmeng noticed his pain and hurriedly stopped him. Shuang Cheng has always had an excellent ability to endure pain. Being able to make him cry out in pain was something that ordinary people could not endure.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Looking at Chu Qingmeng's red eyes, Shuang Cheng comforted her.

"Are you stupid? You can't run away without me." Chu Qingmeng felt that he had implicated him.

"Brother is gone, he will find someone to rescue us, I can't leave anyone by my side."

Chu Qingmeng held back her tears. She placed her hand on Shuang Cheng's back, and her spiritual energy slowly flowed into his body. She hadn't tried it before, so she didn't know if it would work, but it could at least alleviate his condition.

"Master?" After a moment, Shuang Cheng felt that the pain in his body was no longer so severe. Some minor wounds had healed, and he had regained some strength. "What did you do?!"

Chu Qingmeng was already sweating profusely. He withdrew his hand and slumped against the car wall. He said jokingly, "Didn't I say I'm an immortal? Let's see if I can relieve your pain."

"..." Shuang Cheng was at a loss for words. He was in the mood to joke at a time like this. However, he moved slightly and said, "I do feel much better."

"Are you two having a good chat?" The curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted.