Chapter Seventy-Four: Kiyoki Daochang IV
Blood rushed onto the table, and even a few drops splashed on Wang Xiaoli's face.
His gaze became unusually frightened, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, there seemed to be the sound of water dripping on the ground under the table, and a moment later a foul smell came.
If he could, he would have wanted to run away by now...... Tears flowed down the corners of Wang Xiaoci's eyes to the table.
He didn't believe that this man was here to save him, because he could see that there was no difference between the way that man looked at himself and Mei Mingzi...... Of course, this can be seen not because his observation is so high (if he could have such excellent observation skills, he would not have fallen for Mei Mingzi's move in the first place), but because he clearly saw that the man looked at himself before he made a move!
ββThat gaze swept from Mei Mingzi to the teapot on the table, then to his tea bowl, and finally to him, staying on every item for the same time, it can also be said that there was no stop on every item, it was a kind of gaze that treats everything equally, and it is also a kind of indifferent gaze to the lives of the two! It's as if they've become something like a teapot or a bowl, and killing them is no different than smashing a teapot or bowl!
Boom!
Mei Mingzi's body fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he didn't seem to understand why he invited him with a lot of money until he died, and the "black knife" who was known as the most powerful and the most reputable among businessmen would shoot at him!
He clearly remembered that the shopkeeper of the East quietly told him when he introduced this killer to him, and he relied on this killer to become the shopkeeper of the Great Chamber of Commerce, and the benefits in it were obviously much more exaggerated than his rune paper today, and the shopkeeper of the East could live well until now, why couldn't he?
The man dressed in black with the title of "Black Knife" walked forward silently, killing Mei Mingzi seemed to be just a casual action of his hand, he was neither excited nor sad, as calm as drinking a bowl of water.
Two or three steps later, he walked in front of Wang Xiaoci, squatted down under Wang Xiaoci's frightened gaze, carefully searched out the talisman paper that brought death to the three of them from his clothes, put it into his pocket, and then stood up and pressed Wang Xiaoci's head with neither light nor heavy force, like killing a pig, and wiped his neck with a knife......
Blood shot out, and he turned sideways to avoid it, then walked out the door without looking back.
The look on his face hasn't changed from beginning to end.
Indifferent wielding a knife, indifferent killing, indifferent leaving, just like brushing dishes at home, brushing one brush and one brushing next, doing boring things mechanically and repeatedly......
The heavy black cloth was lifted, the wooden door was pushed open, and the damp and cold air poured in.
Somewhat cold...... The man tucked the knife into his sleeve, as if he felt some kind of cold rising from the bottom of his heart, and tightened his clothes.
What he didn't know was that at this time, where his gaze penetrated, Kiyoki Dao Chang was standing quietly, looking at him face to face, and the distance between the two was not even more than a meter!
With a playful smile on his face, Kiyoki Michicho had apparently been standing here for a long time and had "witnessed" the whole farce...... The thick black cloth could cover the light, but it couldn't hide his sense!
But the man's pupils did not reflect the shadow of Kiyoki Michicho, in front of him was the same courtyard and rain as when he came, and there was no Kiyoki Michicho who should have blocked his vision!
So the man kept walking out, and the Kiyoki Michichi in front of him stepped out of the way, watching the man walk past him with his hands behind his back.
He didn't notice that the moment he got out of the way, the man's left hand unconsciously clenched it......
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In the Lion Camel Mountain, in the nearest safe camp, Jiang You and a group of disciples sat with bated breath.
After a long time, Mu Yan next to the fire put down his hand and wiped the sweat on his head: "It's temporarily stabilized." β
There was a neat exhalation sound from inside the safety camp, and everyone's hearts finally let go after hanging all night.
"Thank you, Chief Chakumen!" Jiang You stood up and saluted Mu Yan and said in a deep voice.
Mu Yan waved his hand at him and said, "This matter is not too troublesome, I have only stabilized Elder Jiang He's injuries now, and I have to go back to do the specific treatment!" β
Elder Jiang You nodded and asked, "Then you're going to prepare for the return trip next?" β
"It's okay, with my injuries in Elder Jiang He, I can stabilize them, and now I ask you to pack up your things."
Mu Yan looked at everyone, then turned his head to look at the dark night sky outside the camp, as if he was calculating the time, his spiritual power wandered around Jiang You behind him, not too close, not too far away, his eyes flashed a trace of undetectable solemnity - I didn't expect that the first accident tonight would be him!
Although he didn't participate in most of tonight's plans, as a figure with extraordinary power on the face of Locke's Zhuang, once something beyond people's imagination appears, he will be more or less suspicious!
...... After all, when you first arrive, you naturally have a suspicious aura.
If he wants to continue to maintain this status, the best thing to do tonight is to do nothing and stay at home honestly, so that even if the pure mind doubts him, it will only be regarded as habitual doubts, and will not pay more attention to him.
But now that Elder Jiang He's incident came out, although he could be regarded as having an alibi, he was not in Luojiazhuang, which was a big suspicion in itself!
After all, if tonight's plan had gone well, it should have happened outside Luojiazhuang!
However, he knew that he couldn't excuse himself in this matter, the warriors of this world were very chivalrous, and if he dared to refuse tonight, then he should almost say goodbye to the Demon Sect!
For such a powerful organization as the Demon Society, Mu Yan will certainly not give up so easily, many of the guys in this are existences that even he is afraid of, as long as it is used in the right place, it is definitely a good sword out of the sheath!
Of course, there was another reason that allowed Mu Yan to risk being suspected and accompany Jiang You into the Lion Camel Mountain Range, that is, Elder Jiang You's actions tonight were really a little suspicious! Whether it's kowtowing or giving gifts, that's where Mu Yan feels that he has gone too far!
Thinking of the fact that the head of the Jingyuan Dao is the founder of the Demon Punishment Society, this has to make Mu Yan suspicious of the second-in-command of this Demon Punishment Society!
If Jiang You is really the accomplice of the Jingyuan Daoist, then this incident tonight will be a test of the Qingjing Guan after discovering the abnormality?
If it really is, then Mu Yan can dispel the suspicions on his body by following their script, but if not, then why is there a big demon who can beat Jiang He half to death in this place that has been safe for a month? And it's so close!
"Could it be that there is something going on on the monster's side?" Mu Yan's spiritual power swept over Jiang He's body again and fell silent.
After a while, everyone packed up their things, Jiang You directly carried Jiang He on his back, and then put a coat on Jiang He's body.
Mu Yan didn't say anything about this, although the bumps in the mountain road are very unfriendly to the people who are carried on their backs, but that is just for ordinary people, for a master like Jiang You, no matter where he goes, as long as his feet are still on the ground, he can give you the feeling of stepping out of the road.
Mu Yan has a deep understanding of this......
"Let's go." Mu Yan walked up to Jiang You and patted him on the shoulder.
A wave of magic silently applied to his collar.