531.Chapter 531: Vicious
"Huh?"
I turned my head and didn't bother to ask what this guy wanted to do, so I just glared at him fiercely to show the extreme dissatisfaction in my heart at this time, but this guy was also the same as an impostor, completely ignoring my sharp eyes.
But this time I wasn't angry, not because Mochen was "my own person", so I "protected my short", but because I caught a glimpse of Mochen's slippery eyes in time.
Looking in the direction of my eyes, I noticed that Mo Chen's intention was to let me see the paper in the imposter's hand.
Ah, no.
What's so beautiful about paper, Mochen should want me to read the content on this paper.
I smacked my lips in disobedience, nudged away from Mo Chen's hand and took my hand, and then turned around and glanced at the imposter.
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Anyway, he's going to ignore my request to see paper, so he just don't bother to be bored.
I sniffed, reached out, and with the index and middle fingers of my right hand, I pinched the paper clutched in the imposter's hand.
According to the plan in my mind, after I made this move, as long as I immediately made a slight force, this paper as thin as a cicada's wings, but also wrinkled at the same time, would easily fall into the hands of the master.
But, I really didn't expect that I would fail?!
I was worried that I would damage the paper by using too much force, so I didn't use much force when I grabbed the paper and pulled it back. It is precisely because of this that I am a little dumbfounded at this moment.
The moment I withdrew my hand, the smooth paper slid across my fingers without hindrance.
I looked at my empty palm, and when I looked up again, I saw that the imposter had also raised his head, and was looking at me with a strange look of unknown meaning. I couldn't read the emotion in his eyes, but at least one thing I could be sure of was that he was looking directly at me at this time, and he definitely wasn't happy.
Feeling someone poke in the waist, I subconsciously turned my head, only to see Mo Chen wink at me mysteriously, and then whispered into my ear: "Look." β
What to watch?
I looked down Mo Chen's raised chin - I didn't know that this guy's chin actually had a guiding effect.
"Huh?"
Guess what I saw?
The impostor's hand holding the piece of paper was trembling slightly, and, because of the silence of this moment, I seemed to hear the "click" between his bones as he clenched his five fingers.
Look at the imposter's expression now......
Come on, you can almost guess that this guy is in anger now, but as for the reason, it should lie in what is written on this piece of paper.
My patience is actually not good at all, so except for Mo Chen's accident in this world, all the people who know my Phantom Moon will not sell Guan Zi to me, or rather, all the uninteresting guys who will sell Guan Zi to me are no longer alive. Ahem...... Maybe it's a bit exaggerated, after all, Ye is not a demon who kills people without blinking, Ye just wants to express, as long as I want to know something, I will do my best to find out the truth in the most efficient way.
Therefore, I didn't bother to bother anymore, and directly reached out to touch my waist, and in an instant, the silver-white glow was already in my hand.
Perhaps because the light of the moment when the phantom feather was unsheathed was a little dazzling, the imposter frowned and squinted, and subconsciously raised his hand to block it in front of his eyes.
It was also thanks to his distraction for a moment, and the corners of my mouth opened into a smile that seemed to have succeeded in conspiracy, and as soon as I reached out, I easily snatched the slightly mysterious note from the impostor's hand.
Of course, I knew the consequences of my actions, hey- sure enough, the impostor, the non-vegetarian guy, immediately came to his senses and wanted to get back the paper I had robbed.
Just kidding, is you that stupid? Stupidly waiting for him to fight back?
As early as the moment I made a "sneak attack" on him, the phantom feather in my other hand was already impartially placed between this guy's neck.
"Good boy!"
I smiled defiantly at the impostor, and the smile was as arrogant and uninhibited as he had ever laughed at me before, but unlike him, the arrogance of the master really had this capital. Even if you learn the illusion of the cat clan, you will only be a little minion who succumbs to the knees of my demon king!
"Give me back!"
"yes, okay."
With a backhand, I placed the phantom feather across the impostor's chest, smiled evilly and approached the face that was exactly the same as mine, and said to him in what I thought was the gentlest voice in my life: "When this king finishes reading, I will return it immediately." β
"You're ......!"
The imposter was obviously unwilling to let me do it, and when he heard me, he immediately wanted to reach out and snatch the paper from my hand. I also unceremoniously pushed the phantom feather across his chest forward.
"Ahh
Although it was quiet, we all heard the sound of the impostor's chest being sliced by the blade of Phantom Ling's sword.
"Heyβ"
I smiled and glanced at him, but it was only for a moment, and I didn't have much time to estimate the roll of his eyes right now, and I couldn't wait to know what was on the paper.
"You unlucky boy, you are really disobedient, I told you to be obedient......"
Before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by myself because my eyes touched the black letters on the white paper.
This should be a simple letter.
Before I saw the contents of this letter, I always thought that even a big secret was just stored between the lines, but when I really saw these words, it dawned on me that the real secret was not the content, but the handwriting!
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In this "battle for the mysterious note", there is no doubt that I am the absolute winner. I don't know if the impostor admitted this fait accompli, or because he was afraid of the phantom feather in my hand, but at this time, despite all the resentment in his eyes, he still honestly gave up the struggle, and there was no reaction other than the eyes that shot at me like a murderer's father.
Forgiving and forgiving, master, I have always advocated "convincing people with virtue", since I have already got this guy's cheapness, I will accept it when I see it, so I directly ignored his angry gaze, and looked at the paper with lowered eyes.
The winner is king, and the loser is the loser. However, not every winner will stand in front of others with his head held high in a happy manner, just like - me!
In black and white, the content is clear, and a few lines of words could not be more concise - quickly go to the fox ring moon, find the demon king Phantom Moon at any price, and then ......
Afterwards?
"After that" there is no more......
"Heh-" I sneered expressionlessly, not because I thought the unsigned letter was ridiculous, but because it was a short twenty words, and the font was all too familiar.
"Bi, Luo!"
I almost gritted my teeth and spat out those two words!
Thousands of years, I have known her for thousands of years, and I can't recognize her handwriting!
"Hmm-"
Hearing this low moan, I glanced at my side out of the corner of my eye, and saw Mochen who was holding his cheeks and pretending to think deeply.
"It's clearly an unfinished letter."
"Nonsense!" I cursed in my heart. How white-eyed is this guy to say such a fact that he can easily see as long as he has eyes at such an indignant moment? !
"But ......"
Mo Chen dragged out the tone of his speech, and at the same time took the paper in my hand. I didn't stop him, I just kept my Phantom Feather in my hand, and I waited carefully for the next step of this guy while watching out for the impostor's counterattack.
"But the letter seems to have been written in a hurry, and the broken pen seems to have come under a last resort urgency."
"Oh?"
I didn't pay attention to this, I only cared about handwriting before, but now when I heard Mo Chen say this, I looked at those words again.
This time, I watched it again with Mochen's mention, so I naturally looked at it more carefully than before.
I found that, as Mo Chen said, the handwriting on the letter was very sloppy, obviously rushed out in a hurry, and the last "after" word on the content of the letter, the last stroke dragged on for a long time, and the trajectory of the strokes also had obvious deviations, which made people feel that the person who wrote this letter was suddenly frightened when he wrote this pen, and he had to force himself to give up the idea of continuing to write.
I glanced at the impostor, and he was much more honest than before, and he didn't have the slightest intention of rebelling against me. I loosened the coercion of Phantom Ling in my hand a little, and seeing that he still had no intention of resisting, I didn't continue to embarrass him, so I simply accepted Phantom Ling, pulled Mochen to the side and sat down, wanting to study what this letter was with him.
Xiao Wanying and Qin Xueyuan in the room didn't know whether they were tired of shouting or had figured it out, except for the intermittent knocking on the door that was still continuing, they didn't hear the two of them crying anymore, which also made my ears a lot quieter, and my thoughts clearer.
The impostor seemed to be very concerned about the letter, and although he was unhappy that I had robbed it, he was not a fool after all, and knew the priorities of the world, so he did not dare to slack off at the door while glaring at me.
I don't understand this guy anymore.
Forget it, he's a psychopath, so why should I care so much about him?
"Xiao Yueyue, look."
"Huh?"
My momentary wandering thoughts were called back by a low cry from Mochen.
Mo Chen tapped the letter paper with his white fingertips, and seeing that I had returned to my soul, he continued: "Look, this paper is so wrinkled. β
I almost didn't mention it in one go!
"Nonsense! Didn't you see that guy almost crumpled this paper to shreds?! How is it possible not to wrinkle? β
"Of course I know, I didn't mean that!"
"Your uncle!" I burst into a foul mouth angrily, and the impostor looked at us when he heard the sound, I glared at him angrily, and then lowered my voice and said to Mo Chen, "I said that you have something to say at once?" β
Mo Chen shrugged his shoulders, his expression quite helpless.
"Xiao Yueyue, if you have a letter to give to someone else, under normal circumstances, how will you give it?"
I didn't understand what he meant, so I casually said, "Of course, it's folded before it's given to people, or it's in an envelope." β
"That's right."
After Mo Chen snapped his fingers, he poked the letter paper with his fingertips again: "Look, although this paper was crumpled by that guy, if you take a closer look, are there any creases on it?" β
Suddenly, I snatched the letter and looked at it several times, and indeed, I didn't find any neat creases other than crumpled pinchmarks.
"And ......"
"And?"
Damn, it's just a few words, how can this guy see so many problems?
"This letter must have been written two days ago."
After Mo Chen finished speaking, he squinted at me, pointed at the imposter leaning in front of the door at an angle that was not easy to detect, and then asked me, "Do you understand what I mean?" β
I squeezed the corner of the letter with my hand, suddenly tightened, and then nodded solemnly.
Two days ago......
I think I can probably guess what Mochen means.
Judging from the handwriting of this letter, there is no doubt that it came from Biluo's hand. A few days ago, Biluo partnered with the imposter to make Xiao Wanying faint on the side of the road by some kind of despicable means that I didn't know, and then the two of them worked together, and the impostor was responsible for leading me to "enter the game", deliberately letting me find Xiao Wanying's traces, and Biluo was responsible for leaving this note on Xiao Wanying's body, and the purpose was ......
Oh, Biluo, Biluo, do you want me to die like that? Moreover, do you have to see me die at the hands of Xiao Wanying?
But God didn't fulfill people's wishes, even God didn't help the two of them, Biluo hadn't finished implementing the plan, and he saw me who was following the impostor, and in a hurry, he had to stuff the unfinished note indiscriminately on Xiao Wanying!!
At this point, this qiΔ was naturally straightened out.
So, it must be what I thought!
There's just one thing I never get it.
"Desert Dust."
"Huh?"
"Xiao Wanying, did they say that they were going to find the 'master'?"
"Well, that's right." Mo Chen glanced at me and said word by word, "Moreover, they keep saying 'the master is not dead'!" β
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"The master is not dead."
If their master hadn't died, then who was Qin Xueyuan's body buried by his own hands before?
Also, the evidence of their so-called "master is not dead" is this letter in my hand. If there is anything that makes them so sure, the only reason is the handwriting on this letter.
However, this handwriting is clearly Biluo!
I couldn't hold back my anxiety any longer, and rushed to the imposter with an arrow, without saying a word, I just pushed him aside, and before he could react, I aimed at the door, flew up with a kick, and kicked the door apart.
With Mo Chen's distressed exclamation, Xiao Wanying and Qin Xueyuan, who were "released" in the door, also rushed out as soon as possible.
I had reached out at what I thought was the fastest speed, trying to grab Xiao Wanying, who was almost rampant, but I still missed, so I had no choice but to retreat and stop Qin Xueyuan obediently.
"What the hell is going on?"
My voice was very loud, and I was so frightened that I shut up the ghost behind me.