Chapter 121: Purple Night Knife

Crazy Nine still had blood dripping from his mouth.

In fact, Bai Lengquan's palm had already caused him a lot of internal injuries, and the corpse on the ground that was divided into two sections with Bai Lengquan's broken palm, Crazy Jiujiu didn't feel disgusted at all, but laughed loudly, but it involved internal injuries and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The scar was like a hideous centipede, and the scar man named Xu Ge almost gritted his teeth and said word by word: "It's so happy." ”

Su Liu was slightly suspicious in his heart, and thought: "This person can not die, how strong should the flesh be?" ”

The crazy scar, called Shape, suppressed his laughter, but stood stunned for a while, looking at the two long-dead women in the cloud bed with very complicated eyes.

He was silent for a long time before turning to Su Liu and saying, "You saved my life." ”

Su Liu shook his head and said, "I didn't want to save you, I just wanted to kill him." ”

Su Liu pointed at the tip of the knife in his hand and tapped Bai Lengquan's corpse.

The scar man was crazy, but he didn't hear it, dragged his seriously injured body, shook it in front of Su Liu, knelt down with a bang, and knocked his head twice in a row, and when he raised his head again, the skin on his forehead had already been broken, and the blood from the wound was down, blurring his eyes, tears were still blood, and his eyes were almost all confused: "I can't beat him, I'm going to die." ”

"Thank you for killing him and avenging my sister. He avenged me. I'm going to die."

Su Liu sighed, I don't know if this person is not very clear in his brain, his own physical talent is different, but it seems that he doesn't know much, he just wants to kill Bai Lengquan, and he is completely stunned.

According to calculations, at this time, Su Liu should not have the slightest tenderness in his heart, but should have raised his sword and fled far away, hiding his merit and fame. But he still said: "Crazy Nine, you get up." You're not dead. ”

Su Liu picked up this madman-like Xiao Jiu with one hand, he didn't even resist at all, only muttered: "You go quickly, leave me alone, and don't wait for his men to come down." ”

Su Liu didn't say a word, let him talk to himself, put him on the seat, and took out a triangular blue and white porcelain bottle from his bosom, and sprinkled some powder on Bai Lengquan's corpse.

Not for a while. Bai Lengquan's huge body sneered, and a faint smoke rose from the knife edge, followed by the blood mixed with yellow water in the wound, the smoke became thicker, and the yellow water flowed more and more, emitting a sour and scorching stench, and the wound on the corpse became worse and bigger. When the muscles of the corpse meet the yellow water, it emits smoke and slowly turns into water. Even the clothes. All of them melted away, leaving only a puddle of yellow water.

This is the treasure corpse powder that Su Liu got from the Luding plane, and when it is rarely used, it comes in handy today.

At this time, the feast passed some time. It stands to reason that Su Liu should also leave, but after thinking about it, he didn't rush to leave, but walked to Bai Lengquan's bed.

This bed is magnificent. It is made of good solid wood, and the edge of the bed is inlaid with gold and silver edges, which is extremely luxurious. Su Liu frowned. Recalling Bai Lengquan's action of crawling to the bed when he was dying, he always felt that something was wrong.

He picked up the bodies of the two women with a knife, these two women were tortured and killed by Bai Lengquan, and it didn't take long for them to die, they were still frightened, but the green onions and flowers were crushed and withered, Su Liu's face was cold, so he rolled them up with a brocade quilt and put them on the ground.

Su Liu's hands gently touched every detail of the gum, and he didn't even let go of a small line, suddenly, Su Liu touched a recess on the side of the bed, and with a slight force in his right hand, he pressed it in, and this press, the entire bed board was flipped over, revealing a dark passage.

"Isn't this the routine of TVB martial arts TV series?"

Su Liuzhi said in his heart, in the martial arts TV series he watched in his previous life, almost every little boss with a little background would open a dark room at home.

This passage used by Bai Lengquan is obviously used for escape and refuge, so it is no wonder that he has to crawl to the bed before he dies.

Su Liu lit the candle and touched it. The bottom is not too deep, Su Liu, there is a feeling of down-to-earth under his feet, and he follows the road and enters a dark room.

This dark room is made of bluestone, the edges and corners are uneven, and it is underground, and there is a smell of dampness and rancidity.

Su Liuzao wrapped his mouth and nose with a wet cloth, and restrained his breathing, but if there was poisonous gas, he would be safe for a while.

On both sides of the door of the dark room, there are many weapons and spear blades and gold and silver treasures, Su Liu has experienced these worlds, and the money and treasures he has seen are better, and his eyesight is also extraordinary, and he is only interested in weapons.

Su Liu smiled, and didn't take it to heart, these blades are nothing compared to his own Wheel King Sword, and they are only good products, not the best, not to mention the divine weapons.

Since it didn't help him much, Su Liu didn't take it to heart, and when he walked inside, he saw the situation inside, but Su Liu's heart suddenly frightened.

It turned out that what was placed here was not any weapons, gold, silver, and jewelry, but a wooden table.

The wooden table was already leaning against the bluestone wall inside. Two bracelets hang high on the walls of the room, and a person is still hanging from the bracelets.

Woman.

The woman's clothes were in tatters, but she was dissatisfied with all kinds of wounds, and at this time she no longer bled anymore, and her body was rotten and pus. Su Liu's brows furrowed, almost disgusting. This child of the Bai Lengquan family is sanctimonious, and he actually has such a disgusting and filthy habit.

Su Liu only thought about it in his heart, but his eyes were already attracted by the things on the wooden table and the wall.

The wooden table is cluttered with all sorts of dark torture instruments that you can't think of any time, and the odd-shaped blades hanging from the walls can be found here.

The torture tools on the wooden table, Su Liu only swept over, but among these blades on the wall, there was a wooden box.

The wooden box was more than four feet long and more than three inches wide.

Among the blades, only this wooden box looked the most extraordinary, Su Liu's heart moved, he stepped forward, opened the box, and saw a knife.

A black knife hidden in a scabbard inlaid with pearls.

Su Liu reached out of his hand, pulled out the knife from the sheath, and made a loud sound, it can be seen that the knife is four feet long, three inches and three points wide, the blade is almost transparent, and the blade is actually a dreamlike dark purple.

There was a deep groove on the back of the knife, and when Su Liu saw it, he remembered Bai Lengquan's sacrifice of the knife before he died, begging for mercy, and suddenly his heart suddenly realized that the good knife mostly refers to this knife.

Su Liu's left hand held the knife and lightly touched the blade of this knife, and the stainless steel single knife he was carrying was actually broken into two pieces, and the incision was extremely smooth.

"Sure enough, it's a good knife!"

Su Liu lifted the knife in his hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and the long knife screamed, echoing in this closed bluestone dark room, Su Liu is not a gentleman, can he let go of this knife?

The sword shines, and the purple night is like a dream.

Su Liu muttered, "It's called the Purple Night Knife." (To be continued......)