The table rotted.

So what happens to people?

What would happen to him if it was his stomach?

The fellow hadn't gone far yet, for he hadn't had time to go far.

There was a light in the room that shone brighter than a fire.

A sword light.

The knife came out of its sheath, broke into the air, and was nailed to the stone wall in front of the fellow.

There was a soft buzz.

The wood knife shook and popped.

The man's legs are already weak.

He turned his head and saw Ronin's face.

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That calm face.

Luo Ning asked, "Why?"

The guy looked at the blackened noodles on the table and the rotten table and shook into a ball, "It's not me... It's not ......"

However, he could not finish his words.

Because he didn't have time to finish, a red blood line appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and the blood line was red like a plum on Meishan.

And it was this red line that took his life.

Luo Ning turned his head and looked at the three people under the black umbrella, with anger in his eyes.

"Why did you kill him?"

The leader had already withdrawn his hand, and the light on the black umbrella flashed, his realm was not as good as Luo Ning, but the three of them worked together, and it was also fast Luo Ning didn't have time to stop it.

The man at the head said calmly, "You've already suffered a loss, do you still want to ask something from his mouth?"

Luo Ning shouted, "Otherwise?"

The man said lightly, "This man deliberately pretends to be scared, just waiting for you to get close and then he will make a move." ”

Luo Ning said, "I am the Yin and Yang Realm, let alone him, even if the Demon Sect sends a demon general to come, he may not be my opponent." ”

The man laughed, and he stood up.

Then the two men next to him stood up with him, and he walked up to the fellow, gently reached out and closed his eyes, and then reached out and rubbed his hand on his body that was not yet cold.

Finally, his hand stopped, resting on his stomach.

He suddenly ripped the corpse's clothes at it, and with a "clang" sound, a dagger fell on the brick.

The dagger was not an ordinary dagger, but an iron handle, and there were very few daggers with iron handles, and the man pulled the dagger out of its sheath and threw it to the ground.

The moment the black blade touched the floor tiles, it began to snort.

Black smoke rises.

Rotting floor tiles.

Luo Ning frowned, "This dagger is also highly poisonous?"

The man smiled, "I don't know if you think the powerhouse of the Yin and Yang Realm can resist his sword?"

Luo Ning's face was calm, but his words had no confidence, "Do you know that I am the Yin and Yang Realm? What is the Yin and ......Yang Realm?

His frown didn't let go, it just became more melancholy.

Luo Ning muttered, "But I really don't feel any spiritual power fluctuations on him. ”

The man at the head of the Starfall Pavilion looked at him coldly and said, "There will be no spiritual power fluctuations on his body at all, because he is an ordinary person. ”

Luo Ning was stunned.

The man said seriously, "There are many times when ordinary people are more terrifying than cultivators, what do you think?"

His gaze fell on the pitch-black dagger, "There are many times when he comes out to give you a knife, which is far more effective than sending a demon general to trouble you from the front. ”

Luo Ning was silent, because that was exactly what happened.

His gaze fell on the bowl of noodles on the table.

"But he also ate this noodles, why is it okay?"

The man on the left under the black umbrella said, "Poison is naturally not in the face, that is the most inferior means of poisoning." ”

Luo Ning's eyes widened, and he hurried to the table, and he turned around and stared at the three people under the black umbrella.

"You mean the poison is on the chopsticks?"

"But I still don't believe it, how can he know which pair of chopsticks I'm going to take?"

"If I happened to be holding chopsticks stained with poison, wouldn't he have eaten them himself?"

There was already murderous aura in his eyes, as if if Luo Ning would kill them with his sword immediately if the three people with the black umbrella couldn't answer.

The man on the right under the black umbrella sneered, "Since I want to kill you, then I have to make all preparations, but all the chopsticks on this table are stained with poison, but the first pair of chopsticks you gave him were secretly rubbed on it by him." ”

He lifted his foot and kicked the hand of the man's corpse.

Really.

A piece of white powder was held in the palm of his hand.

Luo Ning finally believed it, and he sat on the stool with a dull look in his eyes.

The man at the head laughed, "So, that's why we're cautious. ”

Luo Ning looked up and asked, "Okay now?"

The man said, "It's not good. ”

Luo Ning waved his hand, and the firewood knife trembled and flew back into his hand through the air.

"How is it not good?"

The man said calmly, "There is one more." ”

Luo Ning said coldly, "Who?"

"If the guy in this shop is a figure from the Demon Sect, then what about the shopkeeper in this shop?"

Luo Ning's fingers holding the sword had turned white.

His eyes fell on the door that led to the back of the house.

He calmly said, "I'll go." ”

So the knife was held tighter, but only murderous aura remained.

Murderous.

He walked to the back with a hatchet in his hand.

There are no guests staying in the hotel, only a shopkeeper in a daze in the room.

Luo Ning's knife stopped him from being in a daze.

His legs trembled, and he almost knelt down, "Uncle, uncle, our store is poor, we haven't had guests for half a month, and we don't have a penny ......"

His expression was genuine.

It's a real shopkeeper.

But Ronin won't believe it.

His hatchet carried the sound of the wind and, of course, blood.

The blood was spilled, and it was the blood of the shopkeeper.

There was a sound of messy footsteps, and Luo Ning looked up to see a man who was about to escape.

The man poked his head out, and his body was covered with a tattered apron.

It looked like a chef – it could only be the chef who made that bowl of noodles.

The knife flashed.

The chef may never be able to make noodles again.

......

......

The fire is still burning in the furnace.

No one added firewood.

The fire is still warm like the breath of spring, but at this time I don't know why it's a little cold.

It wasn't the first time Luo Ning had killed someone, but it was the first time he had killed these seemingly innocent people.

He looked at the three men under the black umbrella and said, "It's done." ”

The three asked, "How many kills?"

Luo Ning replied, "Two." ”

The man at the head said, "Good. ”

Luo Ning asked puzzledly, "I can't see it, why can you see it at a glance?"

The man looked at him and said seriously, "Why do you think the remaining three people in the Starfall Pavilion are alive until now?"

"You're smart. ”

The man said seriously, "Sometimes it's useless to look at people by being smart, just like a person as smart as the county lord will also look at the wrong person." ”

Luo Ning was puzzled and asked, "Who did it look at wrong?"

The man said calmly, "Just an analogy. ”

He walked to the backyard, and Luo Ning followed suit.

There are dead shopkeepers and dead cooks on the road.

Everyone in this little inn is here.

The man at the head laughed, "Dig a pit and bury it." ”

His gaze fell on the row of bungalows in the back, which were covered with snow, and the snow was so thick that it seemed to crush the house.

Luo Ning asked, "Are you going to stay here tonight?"

The man said lightly, "Everyone is dead, what can I do?"

He walked over, and the two men followed.

Three more footprints appeared on the snow that had been trampled on.

He suddenly turned his head and smiled, "It looks like four men are going to live together tonight." ”

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