The evil evil smile has a strong murderous intent, even if you can't peek into the true face of that person, the trembling of the "porphyry" in your heart can also deeply understand the return of its beastly nature, and the inhumane sadism is suddenly beating.

Intuition tells Evelus that he is not human.

To be precise, he must be a bloody-handed, eagle-clawed tyrant, an evil man who must be eliminated first and then quickly in Evelus's concept of justice.

It was only by virtue of his smile that such a clear message had been conveyed in the intertwined thoughts.

Pity!

Evelus was no longer the number one swordsman in the world that day, and with his current strength, he was not stupid enough to rush forward immediately to find out the "end" of his own death.

But he remembered this evil look, this unruly smirk.

One day, I will definitely meet him again.

At that time, it is believed that only one of the two will live.

It's just that Evelus also has a little indescribable entanglement in his heart, and a kind of throbbing and uneasiness of "meeting Jun Chu is like returning to an old friend" is stirring.

The mysterious man who stood on the stairs as if he was standing tall and tall only gave two more fierce lights at Evelus, and then turned away in an instant.

When this mysterious person flew through the obscure hall and entered the wings connected by corridors, this fifth-story attic that was sealed off as a forbidden area was believed to be unimaginable by the people of the rivers and lakes.

On the rivers and lakes, there are rumors of various unique voices and shadows of the fifth floor attic, and there are some fallacies that are eccentric and absolutely fictional.

But no matter which one it is, it has nothing to do with the scene in front of you.

It turned out that the attic that looked like a fan was empty and there was nothing, just a few sheets in the simple empty center.

Because the setting is so simple, let alone hiding here, it is estimated that even a mosquito will have nowhere to escape.

Despite its strange design, this loft actually has some of the safest soundproofing in all of Middle-earth.

The surrounding ceiling, walls, and floor tiles are all constructed of high-grade sound-absorbing materials introduced by major Bang Dayi.

However, why do you need the sound insulation effect of these six ears, which seems to be a metaphor for the secret conspiracy of the falling horse building?

No one has ever seen the real big boss behind the Falling Horse Tower, not even Ma Jingtian, the city lord of White Horse City.

Since the opening of the Falling Horse Building, it is the gold shopkeeper who has been in charge of everything, in addition to dealing with the business that has been thriving for many years, sometimes it is necessary to coordinate some grievances and entanglements on the rivers and lakes, it can be said that it has a wide range of friends and is highly respected.

The golden shopkeeper is over sixty years old this year, with a skinny body, and the muscles of his face seem to be sucked in by something, so that the sides of his cheeks are sunken inward.

He was well-dressed, wearing gold and silver, but he did not give people a feeling of weakness.

On the contrary, his eyes are like torches, his face is meticulous and calculating, extremely sophisticated, and the appearance of a miser who has to tie twenty-four knots even for one money is self-evident.

At this time, the golden shopkeeper stood with bated breath, and next to him, there was a young man who looked like a servant shrunk into a ball, shaking his hands and begging for mercy.

When the mysterious man walked up to the servant from far to near, the trembling servant looked up, his heart was relieved, and the whole person was frightened and retreated a few steps.

In fact, the mysterious man is not a hideous, ugly, terrifying thing.

On the contrary, this man and Evelus have a very rare strand of flowing blonde hair, and his iron-boned body shows off his extraordinary aura.

The only thing that attracted the most attention was the half-cut iron mask that looked like it had been burned red by fire, and the resentful eyes behind the mask.

Standing silently next to the golden shopkeeper was a one-zhang tall demon, and he didn't expect that the sixth day demon king of the Demon Sect would appear inside.

His shoulders were still, but his eyes were staring at the servant with weak legs, and there was an indescribable magic that could see through people's hearts, which was really terrifying.

There was another person hiding in the shadows.

Under the swaying of the dim mangbo, the back of an old man about sixty or seventy years old, standing solemnly without anger appeared.

Even if you don't look at the front, you can guess that his fine clothes are surrounded by beads, and he must be a wealthy businessman with a lot of money.

It's just that for the Man in the Iron Mask, these are all meaningless things outside the body, how can a heart that died suddenly a few months ago react!

The old man waved his sleeves and took the lead in asking, "Shopkeeper Jin, what are you doing? How do you let people quietly enter the "Silent Pavilion"?"

"The owner, it's a little careless, this little two has just replaced the companion who returned to his hometown to visit relatives, and he didn't expect to break the rules here in less than half a month. "Even though he knows that he has made a big mistake, the golden shopkeeper has never seen any storms, and he is still calm in front of the big boss behind the scenes.

"Masters, gold shopkeeper... Please do well and let the villain go... I just heard the voice, thinking that there was a rat upstairs, so I boldly broke in, I saw nothing, I didn't know anything, let me live!" The servant saw that he might have committed the murderous disaster, so he kept snorting his head violently to admit his mistake, and even his forehead was scratched and bleeding, and he seemed to be so desolate.

The old man felt that something was going on, so he didn't reply to Xiao Er first, and when he turned around, he quietly glanced at the man in the iron mask, stroked his two black mustaches, and said, "The Sixth Heaven Demon King... It is reported that in recent months, there has been a cold-blooded killer wearing a red mask on the rivers and lakes, doing such murderous things as digging out his heart and lungs to the captives, and not leaving a whole corpse or head when destroying the enemy, presumably this benevolent brother in front of you!"

"Your old eyes are sharp, and you are indeed the new killer of my Demon Sect, and the rivers and lakes have given him the nickname "Evil Face and Heartless Ten Thousand Tribulations", calling him evil. ”

"What a "evil?" It's just that this evil man is so familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere?" The old man hiding in the corner still hid in the dark and watched, looking at the evil, but he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"You are old and evil, and you can be considered acquainted, but now is not the time to reveal the cup. The Sixth Heaven Demon King sneered.

"Oh, did the old man know him? The old man should have guessed who he was. The old man nodded silently.

Then he looked back at the fallen servant and continued: "Boy, you didn't see anything, you don't know anything, you can't pretend you don't understand anything after listening to our talk!"

"Old man... The little one is ignorant, and he broke into the attic by mistake, I will keep my mouth shut, don't kill me!" Although the servant showed a shocked and panicked expression, his acting skills were a little too exaggerated, and he didn't seem to be able to deceive the old man's pair of eyes that were like a fire.

The old man quickly shook his senses, the corners of his mouth were shallow, and he stared at the servant who was beginning to leak stuffing and asked, "I'll give you one last chance, who sent you here to lurk and find out the news?"

"Old man... I do not know... What do you say?" the servant felt a chill in his heart when he heard the old man's questioning, and his eyes were a little jerky, as if there was really a ghost in his heart.

The old man saw that the servant was still talking in a vague manner, and after a long silence, he said dumbly: "That's good... I'll play a little game with you. If you pass the level, I will spare your life and let you go. ”

"Yes!" the servant saw that there was hope, and immediately nodded his head in agreement.

"Boy, guess what color the man in the iron mask is wearing?"

The servant raised his head slightly, even if the light was slightly insufficient, but he could not hide the evil spirit, dressed in a jet-black martial arts costume.

"Black... It's black.... The servant replied nervously and excitedly.

"Hehe, it looks black, but the correct answer is... Red. The old man smirked.

At this moment, the old man finally walked out of the shadows, and the faint light was reflected on his radiant smile.

Suddenly, it turned out to be Sang Yang, the chairman of the Business Association.

How could he be in league with the Sixth Heaven Demon King, so wouldn't Shen Zhaoxin's conspiracy with Prime Minister Zuo be exposed early on? And which side was the Sixth Heaven Demon King on?

Sang Yang has always given people the image of being kind and benevolent, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and safeguarding the interests of the Li people, how can it be related to the evil way?

This adds to the already restless world of Middle-earth, a growing number of intractable mysteries.

"How can it be red? It's black! Let me go!" the servant was already eager to flee from this place, but he did not dare to act rashly, because the evil was like a majestic mountain peak, and it was difficult for him to move an inch.

Sang Yang glanced at the Sixth Heaven Demon King, and the Demon King immediately understood his intentions, so he said angrily: "Evil?, people say that your clothes are black, but Sang Lao says they are red." Why don't you give everyone an explanation?"

As soon as the Demon King finished speaking, the demon hurriedly took a step forward, grabbed the servant who was still in a stunned state and pulled him up from the ground with his left hand, only to hear the sound of "uh-huh" coming from his throat, as if he was screaming because he was having trouble breathing.

The stunned servant shuddered in his heart, he had never expected what would happen next.

Seeing only the evil, his right hand glowed red, and his qi flipped casually, and with a single force, it pierced through the servant's chest.

The servant's eyes burst out with terrifying bloodshot as if he were in shock, and his whole body was tormented like electricity.

The demonic bruise's bulging right hand slammed into the servant's body until it grasped its throbbing heart.

Suddenly, with a "whoosh", his right hand pulled his heart back like a thunderbolt.

The blood was quickly splashed in all directions, staining the evil man's black military uniform into a touch of crimson.

"It turns out... It's really a red ......," the mortal servant groaned as he died.

The servant then fell to the ground, leaving behind a puddle of red and the suffocating smell of the air.

Not only did he have no remorse for the torture, but he stared at the bloodied and trembling heart in his hands, revealing a cold smile that ordinary people should not have in such a situation.

That's definitely not how a normal person should behave......