"Murder!"

With a piercing scream, Meng Shi, who was lighting firewood in the camp, turned around.

"What sound?"

"It's coming from behind us, isn't it the squad that's left behind?"

"Sounds like a group of people who are finished......"

"I've long let them follow and want to rest in place, did something happen?!"

"Could it be the murderer who did it before!? Oops! ”

It is indeed very, very bad, Meng Shi frowned and looked at the team that was panicked in an instant and straightened up.

"Senior brother." Mo Hua walked up to her, and he was the only one in the panicked crowd with that expressionless face. He gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist, "I'll take a look." ”

"Wait, I'll go too." Meng Shi looked at the thick darkness around him, "Now that it's completely dark, it's dangerous to go deep into the woods. ”

After speaking, she released the coercion all over her body, and looked at the team leader who was quite normal, "Don't move, Wu Yong, take a look at the people, I'll go find them after Yan." ”

"Wait!" However, just as Meng Shi explained everything and was ready to go, a few people came out of the panicked team, all of whom were cultivators of the highest rank.

Meng Shi squinted his eyes as he looked at these familiar people.

Although these are also the team leaders, they are not arranged by her, but rather they have to be arranged by her.

Because this is the person who came in from the North Han Pavilion.

And these people looked at her and said, "Although the stepson is a master of art and boldness, but this forest is mixed, how can we let the stepson go on an adventure alone?" A few of us discussed it and went together. ”

"What? Don't you believe in my skills? Meng Shi spoke in a hoarse voice.

"How could it be," those people were modest, but a burly young man at the head narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Shi and said in a long voice, "It's just that the stepson has a wide range of contacts, so I'm afraid that if the stepson sees an acquaintance who is not easy to change?" We must go and share the worries of our stepson! ”

Meng Shi clenched her fists when she heard this.

This is obviously doubting whether she is a traitor or not.

Although the sudden assassination in the morning attracted most people's attention, the rumors of him and the former Qin princess last night still planted the seeds of doubt in everyone's hearts.

Hearing the burly young man's words, the surrounding cultivators whispered one after another.

"yes, what if you let the murderer go......"

"Is this a weakness of heart if you don't agree?"

"Senior brother?" Mo Hua looked at Meng Shi worriedly, looking at the other people around him who were emotionally unstable again, Meng Shi's nails were pierced into the palms of his hands.

"You can't delay any longer," she said coldly, "if you're not afraid of death, you can follow as you want." ”

After saying that, she stopped talking nonsense with these people, turned around and followed the direction of the sound and disappeared into the darkness.

She didn't think much of it at the time, she just thought there wouldn't be any surprises.

However, she had no idea that she would see such a scene.

……

……

The darkness was so thick that it was about to swallow people, and just as Meng Shi was leaving, Ying Baoyue quietly stared at the corpse that fell at his feet.

Is this coming out?

She ignored the few swords on the other side, all of which were unstable, just a few men crying wolf. Instead, he squatted down and looked at the cultivator who had died violently.

This person has high eyebrows and deep eyes, and his figure is thin among the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but he is still taller than the people of Southern Chu.

It can be regarded as a typical Northern Wei cultivator.

Although he died the next moment he threw himself in front of her, Ying Baoyue still remembered the residual aura on his body in that short moment.

This person, like her, was a seventh-level cultivator.

But before that, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and the words that had just flashed in her mind came to her mind.

Remaining.

"You...... You're a witch...... Stay away from him! ”

"Murderer!"

Ying Baoyue stretched out her hand to the face of the dead who was bleeding from the seven orifices on the ground, and seeing her actions, the Wanyan people on the other side were even more angry and frightened, but looking at Zhang Guang who fell in front of her, several people danced like grasshoppers with scimitars and long swords, but they didn't dare to approach her.

After all, your own life is the most important thing.

Seeing Zhang Guang die in front of her in such a strange way, they were already sure that the woman in front of them must be able to do some kind of witchcraft!

Ying Baoyue raised her head and knew what these people were thinking, but she didn't have time to worry about these people now, and these people didn't dare to approach her.

She hung her hand over the mouth and nose of the corpse on the ground, then the carotid artery, and the next moment, her eyes were slightly cold.

As she expected.

She raised her head and looked at the Northern Wei people who were staring at her like a heinous person, and the chill in her heart was even heavier.

The man who threw himself in front of her and fell...... Is the name Zhang Guanglai?

The reason why he said that he threw himself down in front of her, rather than died in front of her, is that.

This man is already dead.

He was dead when he walked up to her.

To be stricter, at that moment this person either fell in front of her or walked in front of her. For the dead cannot walk.

He was just designed to appear here as the perfect ...... for her Planted.

Ying Baoyue's eyes were cold, and she quickly turned around and prepared to leave, her speed was indeed fast enough.

But there are some things, it can only be that the two of them are afraid of making a mistake in some places.

"Stepson, this way!"

"Wanyan?! I'm Wang Gao, what's wrong with you? ”

"This ...... Is this Zhang Guang? ”

Maybe it's not a clash between them, after all, how can there be only one layer of such a well-designed trap?

At critical times, more critical figures should be introduced.

Listening to the screams coming from behind, Ying Baoyue closed her eyes.

Then he looked up at the sky,

(Anti-theft chapter, to be replaced in fifteen minutes)

"Murderer!"

Ying Baoyue stretched out her hand to the face of the dead who was bleeding from the seven orifices on the ground, and seeing her actions, the Wanyan people on the other side were even more angry and frightened, but looking at Zhang Guang who fell in front of her, several people danced like grasshoppers with scimitars and long swords, but they didn't dare to approach her.

After all, your own life is the most important thing.

Seeing Zhang Guang die in front of her in such a strange way, they were already sure that the woman in front of them must be able to do some kind of witchcraft!

Ying Baoyue raised her head and knew what these people were thinking, but she didn't have time to worry about these people now, and these people didn't dare to approach her.

She hung her hand over the mouth and nose of the corpse on the ground, then the carotid artery, and the next moment, her eyes were slightly cold.

As she expected.

She raised her head and looked at the Northern Wei people who were staring at her like a heinous person, and the chill in her heart was even heavier.

The man who threw himself in front of her and fell...... Is the name Zhang Guanglai?

The reason why he said that he threw himself down in front of her, rather than died in front of her, is that.

This man is already dead.

He was dead when he walked up to her.

To be stricter, at that moment this person either fell in front of her or walked in front of her. For the dead cannot walk.

He was just designed to appear here as the perfect ...... for her Planted.

Ying Baoyue's eyes were cold, and she quickly turned around and prepared to leave, her speed was indeed fast enough.

But there are some things, it can only be that the two of them are afraid of making a mistake in some places.

"Stepson, this way!"

"Wanyan?! I'm Wang Gao, what's wrong with you? ”

"This ...... Is this Zhang Guang? ”

Maybe it's not a clash between them, after all, how can there be only one layer of such a well-designed trap?

At critical times, more critical figures should be introduced.

Listening to the screams coming from behind, Ying Baoyue closed her eyes.

Then he looked up at the sky,

This man did not die in front of her,

This man did not die in front of her,