Chapter 102: Murder or Seizure of Power?
It's snowing again, and this is the second snow of the winter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Hu Jian had never seen such a heavy snow fall in winter that year.
There was silence in Mu Xuanwei's office, and everyone didn't know what to say at all, only Ye Zhi'an's low sobs echoed in everyone's ears.
"I have to go find Old Man Ye!"
Hu Jian thought about it carefully and made up his mind.
"No way!"
"No way!"
unanimously opposed, and Hu Jian was speechless for a while.
"Why?"
"The other party is Modo, and his horror you can't imagine. And ~"
Mu Xuanwei wanted to speak and stopped.
"You can't even solve a cat now, and to deal with Modo, you are completely delivering food."
Cat!
Everyone was silent for a while when this name was mentioned, and a name sounded in everyone's hearts: Cheng Yan.
This girl who fought with Hu Jian and Xia Hao out of the small ravine, before she could see her hometown, fell into the internal struggle of human beings, and died without a body.
Aside from Hu Jian and Xia Hao, Mu Chun and Ye Zhi'an were also embarrassed, although Cheng Yan had always been wielding a big axe to charge and kill the enemy, but she was like a big sister next door, and she cared about the two of them very much.
Not to mention Jiang Meng and Zhang Mi, in the chaotic battlefield, the two who were desperately out, if it weren't for Cheng Yan on the side to resist the enemy's assault, they might have died on the chaotic battlefield.
The revenge of Cheng Yan's death must be avenged!
"Okay, President Ye Kai is not here these days, and all the affairs of the Mercenary Guild have been spread out to me, so you guys should be stable."
Mu Xuanwei waved his hand.
"Strengthen your strength more, if Lao Ye is really Modo's hand, the next wave of undead siege is estimated to be not far away."
"The undead are attacking! We're not just ~"
"Guquan Village? Hehe! ā
Mu Xuanwei could only smile.
"Although it is said that the hearts of those who are not of my race must be different, but this undead army that suddenly appeared this time makes people curious, they actually have independent thoughts! Interesting. ā
"Old Man Mu, I think that in terms of undead who have independent thinking, you can communicate with Yuanho."
Hu Jian said thoughtfully.
"Far Hoof? The Minotaur? ā
Waving his hand to let Hu Jian and the others leave, Mu Xuanwei was still muttering, "Druids, lichs, death knights, thinking undead!" ā
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"Remember the meaning of 'forsaken', that we are neither living nor dead, and that we will be forgotten by both the living and the dead. We return to the world we once said goodbye to, but we can never go back to the days when we were alive, and we can never go back to those we once loved. We are both existence and curse, and therefore we forget the past, and are forgotten by the past..."
--- Sylvanas the Dark Queen of the Undercity, Windrunner
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"Do you think Mu Xuanwei is credible?"
Mu Chun took Ye Zhi'an back to her room, and the little girl didn't know how long she cried, her eyes were swollen like peaches.
Hu Jian and Xia Hao returned to the hotel, and after making sure that no one was following, they carefully closed the door before Hu Jian spoke.
"What do you mean, Lao Hu! Mu Xuanwei him! ā
"Well, Mu Xuanwei wants to seize power?"
Jiang Meng said it bluntly.
"Mu Xuanwei seized power and waited for an opportunity to kill Ye Kai who went out to find Modo, or teamed up with Modo to kill Ye Kai."
"Then could it be that Mu Xuanwei teamed up with Zhou Yi to do it?"
Everyone was talking about it.
"Why do you think Mu Xuanwei wants to seize power? Can't it be that Modo teamed up with Zhou Yi? ā
Zhang Mi, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.
"We don't have direct evidence that Mu Xuanwei wants to seize power, but Modo hates humans, and Zhou Yi hates Ye Kai and their stumbling blocks are true."
Zhang Mi found a piece of paper and drew the relationships between everyone one by one.
"Besides, Ye Kai and Mu Xuanwei have been friends for so many years, if Mu Xuanwei is really the kind of person who stabs a knife in the back when surrounded by great enemies, will Ye Kai be defenseless?"
"Anyway, Zhou Yi is sure that he wants to deal with Ye Kai. And even if Mu Xuanwei wants to seize power, we can only stand on his front. ā
Zhang Mi drew a red circle on Mu Xuanwei on the paper.
"Modo, we just killed two of his disciples and servants a few days ago, and besides, we are the living, so it is impossible for us to be together. As for Zhou Yi, he is willing to reconcile, are you willing? ā
On the paper, on the side of Zhou Yi's camp, Zhang Mi wrote the two big characters of Cheng Yan with a red pen, and Hu Jian's eyes ached faintly, and he slowly closed his eyes to ease down.
But all that was played back was the scene of Cheng Yan being devoured by the hellhounds.
"However, we haven't seen Gu Ye yet, what about the others?"
Hu Jian's words made everyone stunned, Gu Ye was sent by Ye Kai to protect Ye Zhi'an, but now that Ye Kai had an accident, Gu Ye couldn't be contacted, and everyone felt upset.
"Anyway, we're going to start our plans."
"Don't worry, old Hu. I promise to keep them living in nightmares all day long. ā
Hearing Hu Jian's words, Xia Hao suddenly laughed, although the short dagger made between the spider demon's legs was crimson, but now it emitted a green light, with a faint almond flavor.
The two thieves unveiled their poison-coated daggers and began to bow their heads to discuss, and after a whispered argument, the two of them did not say anything, put on their dark clothes, and walked out the door without saying a word.
"What are they doing?"
Hu Jian and Zhang Mi were left in the room, and Zhang Mi, who was not in Hu Jian's plan, of course didn't know where Xia Hao Jiangmeng's dress was going.
"Killing people will ease the burden of fighting for us in the future."
While Hu Jian and Zhang Mi were talking, a corpse had already fallen into the gutter, slowly half covered by the accumulated silt, and the two thieves who were wandering in the shadows were not noticed by anyone.
"And what about us?"
"Let's go, it looks like I'm really going to have to find a cute old blacksmith!"