Although Bian Laoer has many shortcomings, such as being too arrogant and not being cautious in his behavior, he also has his own advantages. In addition to his loyalty to Beitangshu, his strong willpower is also one of them.

Will is like iron, power cannot be surrendered, wealth cannot be lustful, punishment cannot be surrendered, such a person, what can you do to him?

After several breathing times, Bian Lao Er returned to his awake state, and even thanked him for the severe pain caused by his shoulders,

"Since you have investigated so clearly, then you will destroy them. Let me tell you honestly, the power you mentioned is less than one-third of what I have seen. If your Meng family is brave enough, you will destroy all the things you found to see if you can cut off these people's hearts towards the royal family!"

Liang Muqiu shook his head and watched Bian Lao Er appreciate it a little more.

"You are deliberately angering me and wanting me to take action to cut off these forces because not only are there people who are interested in Beitang Shu, but also some have never defected to Beitang Shu. They just don't want to cause trouble, so they deliberately conceal this information, right!"

In fact, Liang Muqiu can think clearly without Bian Lao Er doing this deliberately.

Yes, Beitang Shu has certain status and blood advantages and is of sufficient status, but it does not mean that he can take everyone under the custody as soon as he takes action. There are still a considerable number of people who are unwilling to defect to Beitang Shu and do not want to offend Beitang Shu.

These people can say that they are fence-bearing and that they are cautious and careful. In short, it is understandable.

They are the pitiful people who survived in the gap between the two giants, Meng Zhao and Beitangshu. Of course, in Meng Zhao and Beitangshu's view, such a centrist is as hateful as an enemy.

"Liang Muqiu, you are indeed a smart woman, but I don't understand. Since you are so smart, why do you want to say so much nonsense to me?

You clearly know that I am loyal to the Ninth Prince and will never betray him at all. You can't even learn any useful news from me."

Bian Laoer speculated that Liang Muqiu not only wanted to know from himself what forces he had come into contact with, but also who were stinging in the outside world, but also wanted to know if he had companions and whether he would alert the enemy.

And he was actually expecting this.

I am incompetent. I am obviously carrying the heavy responsibility of the Ninth Prince, but I am surrendered so easily. I am really ashamed of the Ninth Prince.

Since this is the case, it is better to use your life to remind the ninth prince.

Meng Zhao, the Meng family, cannot be trusted and cannot be used. Only suppression, invasion, and elimination are the right way.

Even this is a great way to give the other party the wrong information.

Liang Muqiu slowly took out a yellow incense stick from a mahogany cabinet in the room, which was as long as a ruler and as thick as a little finger.

He took it to the oily square furnace in front of Bian Lao Er, pressed the dome of the yellow incense with his thumb and applied a little force downwards, and inserted the yellow incense into the oily square furnace with extremely skillful force.

"Do you know what this stove and the fragrance are?"

Bian Lao Er suddenly felt something was wrong. In fact, he had already discovered that the Meng family's methods were extremely changeable and had many good things in his hands. Otherwise, he would not have been confused and would have been caught here without understanding.

This oily incense burner and this thing that looks very different from ordinary incense products are probably not that simple. Could it be that it is specially used to deal with oneself?

Liang Muqiu didn't wait for Bian Lao Er to answer, and said to himself.

"This oily incense burner is made from the flesh of a ferocious beast. It was melted for several days through the alchemy master recruited by my Meng family.

It is also mixed with a variety of secret medicines from this alchemy master to maximize the miraculous effect of the ferocious beast's flesh.

There is also this yellow silk incense, called Mishen incense, which was made by my husband Meng Zhao himself. Do you know what secret is hidden in it?”

The more Bian Laoer heard, the more uneasy he felt. He asked himself that he was mentally strong and even if he was tortured or threatened with death, he would never be able to ask him to speak, but the things Liang Muqiu took out must have a reason.

Although the ferocious beast did not explain what it was, its oil could not escape the effect of confusing people's hearts. Similarly, the mysterious fragrance made by Meng Zhao also seems to have the same effect.

Isn’t these two a combination of things going to break through your own spiritual defense?

But Bian Laoer is not an ordinary person, he said coldly,

"It's just a crooked way. I have the supreme spiritual secret technique given by the ninth prince. You use these methods to show off your skills."

This is not a big deal.

As Chen Siyuan and Fu Fei said before, the second and Bian Lao Da are both close friends and those who value them.

After all, the old man who has been by his side since Yujing City.

The eldest son of Bian had a general and entered the army to train troops for Beitangshu and command the army.

Bian Laoer has the talent for martial arts. In addition to practicing his own unique skills, he was also given a secret martial art by Beitangshu.

Although he has no level of a master, he has the ability of a master under extreme excitement.

This secret martial art, called Yuanguang Jingchan, first came out of Taoism, and was later used by Buddhist monks and turned into Buddhist secret art.

Its core essence is the body and function of round light, the heart and function of pure Zen, and the body and mind. It stimulates the special potential of the human body and condenses a seed of divine essence to leverage the power of heaven and earth. In addition, Bian Lao Er once attacked the Grandmaster, but although he failed, he had experienced this level of realm.

Therefore, we can reach the power of the master with a secret martial art at the level of a non-grand master.

The pure Zen of the circle center also has a great effect on the spiritual spirit of Bian Lao Er.

Perhaps it is not as good as Meng Zhao's Ziwei magic power to protect the soul, and it is also a good secret technique.

This is also where Bian Lao Er is proud of himself.

Liang Muqiu laughed, and a ray of fire flashed his fingers to the dome of the incense. Yellow smoke rose. At the same time, a fresh and hot red light extended down the dome of the incense. Soon, it touched the oily incense burner.

The four surfaces of the incense burner suddenly lit up bright and fine textures, touching the mysterious power in the void, and the texture spread, an alternative, like a fox smell, accompanied by the curling smoke.

Bian Lao Er could not worry about it, so he had to hold his breath, while Liang Muqiu took out a piece of transparent gauze to cover his lower half of his face. At the same time, he pointed his hand in a sword point, and poked it thirteen times in a row, piercing the thirteen major acupoints on Bian Lao Er's body.

Originally, Bian Lao Er could hold his breath, but when the thirteen major acupoints in his body were broken, the true energy was reversed in his body, and his spirit gradually dissipated and he could not control himself. During his breathing, he had swallowed the fragrance of the mysterious god and the smell of fox into his mouth and nose.

In a daze, Bian Lao Er had already forgotten where he was, when he was, and who was in front of him.
Chapter completed!