Then Niu Mo kindly cleaned up the battlefield for those murderers, and searched out the immortal stones, elixirs, magic weapons and other things that they didn't take and put them in his pocket. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it doesn't sound good to say that such a thing as making a dead man's wealth is not good, it is a waste to throw these things here, so it is better to give them to him for waste. Even if these deceased knew that what they left behind could help their friends in the same camp, they would surely feel relieved in another world.

Anyway, Niu Mo thinks so.

At this time, Niu Mo suddenly found that the posture of one of the corpses was a little strange, they were all dead, their hands were still entangled, one hand was holding the index finger of the other hand, but the weapon magic weapon was thrown aside, and it didn't look like a posture of facing the enemy.

"What is this doing, I am not willing to let go when I am dying, is there any treasure that cannot be done?"

Niu Mo muttered to himself, reaching out to pull the dead corpse's hands apart, but found that there was nothing in his palm except for the finger he was holding, and there was no treasure such as a Sumeru ring on his finger, which made Niu Mo look forward to it in vain.

But there were several blood stains in the palm of the hand he was clenching, and the fingertips of the index finger that were originally held were still stained with blood that had not yet dried up, which was obviously the mark of the deceased who had punctured the palm with his fingers before dying.

"What is this? It can't be the clue of the criminal deliberately left by the victim before his death, as written in a detective novel, right? ”

Niu Mo was slightly stunned, looking at this situation, it seemed that the deceased knew that he would not be spared, so he deliberately cut his palm before he died to leave some kind of clue, for fear that the murderer would see the blood stains and perceive his intentions, so he held it so tightly.

A hint of interest appeared on Niu Mo's face, and he turned over the palm of the dead corpse to look at it carefully.

I saw that although the blood stains on the palm of my hand were crooked, it could be seen that they were two hastily written demon texts, one of which was the word "blood", and the other word had just started, and only a stroke was drawn, but I couldn't see what I wanted to write.

"What does he want to express with the word 'blood'? Is it in the murderer's name, or is it in the murderer's ethnicity? ”

Niu Mo instantly turned several thoughts in his mind, but then he left them behind.

"I'm sorry brother, I'm neither Sherlock Holmes nor Conan, I don't have the ability to investigate cases, and I don't have that interest, you better wait for others to help you clear your grievances and seek justice in the future."

Shrugging his shoulders, Niu Mo stood up, then turned around and walked out.

He is not related to these demon clans who died, they are not dead, in whose hands did they die, and they have something to do with him? Curiosity kills the cat, he came this time for Feng Jing, and before Feng Jing arrived, it was better to take care of the idle things that had nothing to do with him.

So Niu Mo threw the trace of sorry in his heart in the valley, and then patted his ass and left the valley.

……

In a dense forest dozens of miles away, several figures covered in black cloaks gathered together.

"How's it going, have all those little bugs been solved?"

The first cloak man with silver trim on the cuffs asked in a cold voice.

"Don't worry, my lord, it's all settled," said the other cloaks.

The silver-rimmed cloaked man suddenly sneered and asked, "How is it, the blood of these aliens tastes good, right?" ”

"My lord......" The cloaked men's bodies shook suddenly, and their tones were a little panicked, as if they were very scared.

The silver-rimmed cloak said: "A bunch of fools, I can smell the blood from your mouths from a long distance, and I don't know how to wipe my mouth clean and come back after stealing food?" ”

Although it was a curse, the tone was much softener, and there was a sense of protection in the words, and the cloaked people all secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed down and said: "Thank you for your understanding, my subordinates will never dare to do it in the future." ”

"Hmm." The silver-rimmed cloaked man nodded and asked, "Have you cleaned up the corpses of those bugs?" ”

"This ......"

The cloaked men froze for a moment, hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Your Excellency, you are in a hurry, we ...... We rushed back without bothering. ”

"What?"

The silver-rimmed cloakman's voice suddenly turned cold, as if squeezed out of a crack in the ice.

"Don't you know the magnitude of this task? Don't you know this is an exotic land? How dare you be so negligent, I think you want to die. ”

As he spoke, a huge momentum suddenly emanated from his body, stirring the cloak like a sail filled with the wind, and a strong pressure fell on the bodies of the black-clothed cloaked people, making several people fall to the ground directly with weak knees, begging for mercy again and again.

"Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives."

The eyes of the silver-edged cloak man swept over the bodies of the kneeling people like cold lightning, and the cold killing intent made people hold their breath, and they were silent for a moment before they said: "If it weren't for the fact that the task was important and manpower was indispensable, Benjue would have killed a few of you now, and he wouldn't go back to deal with it immediately." ”

As if they had been pardoned, the cloaked men quickly got up from the ground, turned and shot away in the direction they had come.

The silver-rimmed cloaked man also moved, following behind several people.

About a quarter of an hour later, a cloaked man appeared in the valley from before, and several cloaked men couldn't help but tremble as if they were sifting chaff as if they had been touched by several corpses in the valley.

The silver-rimmed cloaked man burst out with a strong breath all over his body, forcing the cloaked men to retreat again and again, like a little white rabbit who understood the beast.

"You guys first offered to steal your mouth?"

The voice of the silver-rimmed cloaked man was as cold as ice for thousands of years, cold and piercing.

Several cloaked men invariably looked at one of the cloaked men among them, and the figure of the cloaked man trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly said in a mournful voice: "Your Excellency spares your life, and begs your lord to give your subordinates a chance to make meritorious contributions......

However, before he could finish his sentence, he saw the palm of the silver-rimmed cloaked man suddenly poke out, and like lightning, he burst open the left breast of the lamenting cloaked man and plunged into it.

When he took it out of it, there was already a crimson flesh-like and crystal-like thing in his hand, and as soon as the five fingers were pressed together, the thing was suddenly shattered, and the rich blood light cracked and scattered from it.

The cloaked man let out a terrible scream, and fell to the ground with his hands on his chest, his body convulsed twice before he died of exhaustion, and the hat that had been tightly covered slipped back, revealing a pale face.

The silver-rimmed cloaked man turned his gaze to the other black-cloaked men:

"You made your own mistakes, you make up for yourself, immediately go find out the worm that came here and kill it, if you can't find it, then don't come back to see me, and apologize to the family by breaking your blood core."

A moment later, several figures shot out of the valley and flew in all directions.