The blood lotus burst open, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and where the man in black stood, there was nothing but a layer of blood stains.

This... That's it?

Looking at everything that was happening in front of him, Wang Dong gasped. The man in black is terrifying, but he may not be without a game. But the mysterious person who suddenly appeared made Wang Dong really unable to confront him.

It's like the terrible boy you saw in the Forgotten City, it's intimidating.

Thinking of this, Wang Dong couldn't help but think of the divine slave seal that had entered his body at the beginning. So far, Wang Dong has not noticed any abnormal movement in his body. But the pain he endured at the beginning was obviously no joke.

Suddenly, Wang Dong felt a chill, and when he raised his eyes, the figure had arrived in front of him at some point. The almost substantial fog is breathtaking!

"You don't seem to be afraid. The killer said lightly, and the mist condensed the knife, pointing directly at Wang Dong!

"You can't kill me, so why should I be afraid?" Wang Dong shrugged and smiled.

The rules of the Seven Killing Palace, Wang Dong is not unclear. One shot, only one person is killed, the rules cannot be broken.

The person before, who did not have a tattoo of the Seven Killings, was obviously not a person from the Seven Killings Palace.

"You are as annoying as the person pretending to be me!" The mist surged, and the "Blood Knife" hanging in front of Wang Dong instantly collapsed, turning into a pair of blood-colored wings and closing behind his back.

"A soul-fixing stone, help me take out the impostor killer's employer. Wang Dong asked tentatively.

"I can think that you are provoking me to give me a reason to kill you!" the killer's eyes darkened, and the silent air became oppressive again.

"Perhaps, you will get a friend because of this, a friend who can save you at a critical moment. Wang Dong threw out the only remaining soul stone and said confidently.

The Soul Stone streaked across an arc, standing still in the air as it was about to touch the killer.

"It's not funny. Miao glanced at Wang Dong coldly, turned into a black feather and disappeared.

And that soul stone has long been lost.

"Joke, maybe. Wang Dong nodded, picked up the only black feather on the ground that had not dissipated, and smiled mysteriously.

"Friend ......" stood on the top of the mountain peak a hundred miles away from Lingguang City, Miao stood with his hands in his hands, muttering the words that he had almost forgotten in his mouth, and was silent for a long time.

......

"Waste, didn't the Seven Killings Hall make a move, why hasn't Wang Dong died yet!"

On the street corner, a strangely dressed man with an eye painted on his forehead drank at the old man in front of him.

"Young Master forgive me, who would have known that kid was so bold that even the people of the Seven Killing Hall would dare to pretend..."The old man lowered his head, his eyes rolling.

"Don't think I don't know anything, sooner or later you'll pay the price for your cleverness!

"One last chance, find someone to kill Wang Dong and get the recipe for the wine. Otherwise, you will surely die!"

"Guaranteed that there will be no next time, three days at most... No, one day, the recipe of the wine will definitely be served with both hands! Wang Dong will definitely not have any hope of living!"

"Humph!"

The green smoke floated, covering the strange man's body. They dispersed again, leaving only the three Soul Stones on the ground.

"Young master?" Seeing that there was no movement, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. Picked up the Soul Stone on the ground and walked out.

After two breaths, the black feather suddenly appeared, and a figure stood where the strange man had just appeared, his eyes shrinking.

Miao played with the soul stone in her hand and muttered, "Things are getting more and more interesting." The people of the Ouyang family are a little difficult to do. ”

"That's it, since I took this order, it always has to be completed. Looks like that old guy is the direct employer, right?"

The black feather retracted again, and disappeared with the wind......

"I heard that the owner of Hongtian Restaurant was targeted by the Seven Killings Palace, and he was assassinated once last night. It is estimated that if you don't die, you will be disabled. ”

"It's a pity, it seems that I'm only a teenager, and I don't know who I offended. ”

"Look, isn't that Xiao Luo of Hongtian Restaurant, just ask him?"

Xiao Luo, who had just left the restaurant, heard everyone's gossip and quickened his pace again.

"Why are you going, Xiao Luo?" the three middle-aged men who looked like mercenaries stood in front of Xiao Luo, their eyes full of playfulness.

"Tiger... Brother Tiger. Xiao Luo's heart suddenly purred, and he secretly said that it was not good.

"Is your shopkeeper dead, if you die, we will buy the restaurant directly, saving you from changing the shopkeeper every once in a while. Five gold coins, isn't that enough?"

"Follow me Black Tiger, it must be stronger than them!" the burly man at the head patted his chest and teased.

Xiao Luo was about to reply, but when he saw Wang Dong's gloomy face at the door, he didn't speak.

"What's the matter, dumb?" the black tiger frowned, raised his right hand high, and slapped Xiao Luo in the face!

The whistling wind shows the power of the wind!

When he was about to fan Xiao Luo, the black tiger's face suddenly changed, and he turned around and attacked Wang Dong behind him, his fists and palms intersected, causing a muffled sound.

"Who is the rat generation, how dare you sneak attack!"

The two who came with the black tiger quickly launched an offensive and surrounded Wang Dong with the momentum of a corner. The bright weapons also showed up.

More to bully less?

In the eyes of the Black Tiger, there is no such word!

"In front of my restaurant, you dare to discuss the matter of robbery wantonly, where is the Lingguang City Lord's Mansion!" Wang Dong drank sharply, his eyes glancing at an old man in the crowd intentionally or unintentionally.

I thought he would react somewhat, but he ignored it, and his expression didn't change at all.

"Joke, what you say is yours is yours, what about the deed!"