Chapter 179: The Death of Kim Jong Cheon

As if he had done nothing, the young man silently withdrew his palm and gently stroked the small black box. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After confirming that what he was looking for was correct, he let go of his hand, and the small black box was still floating in mid-air, slowly spinning.

The young man pressed one palm on it, stood the other hand on his chest, and quickly pinched several handprints.

It wasn't until the last handprint freeze that the little black box suddenly stopped rotating, made a clicking sound, and the lid of the black box opened automatically.

Revealing the contents of the box, the young man's eyebrows jumped, his face was finally no longer static, and he whispered two words on his mouth: "It's gone." ”

The box was empty, and there was nothing.

The young man stared at the small black box for a long time before putting it into his storage bracelet and turning towards Kim Jong Teen.

"Who are you, and why did you break into my mansion. Kim Jong-cheon spoke, but he didn't dare to show his anger anymore, and his tone was much lower.

"Hand over the contents of the box, or die!" the white-haired young man's tone was indifferent, as if deciding the life and death of others was the most ordinary trivial matter, small to insignificant.

Kim Jong Cheon had already guessed that the white-haired youth was just here for the little black box.

Immediately said: "I can't open that box at all, and I don't know what it contains." ”

The young man frowned, "I'm asking you again, hand over the contents of the box." ”

After speaking, the energy in the young man's body was released, revealing his terrifying momentum along with the killing intent, and the threat was very obvious.

"Liquid Refining Realm......" Jin Zhengtian felt the same momentum that he had in the city lord of Garry City, "There will be no mistake, this guy has definitely reached the Liquid Refining Realm, my God, he is only so young!"

"Don't you say it?" the young man took another step closer and approached Kim Jong-cheon.

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Kim Jong-cheon was oppressed by the momentum of the white-haired youth, and finally couldn't hold on, bent his knees, and fell to his knees suddenly.

"I, I really don't know what's in this box, I also accidentally found this box, and when I saw that it couldn't be opened, I thought that there must be a treasure in it, and brought it back to study, but after months of research without success, I had already given up opening this box. ”

Kim Jong-cheon didn't tell a lie, if he knew that this box would provoke such a killing god, he would not have touched this box when he was killed.

Unable to open the box, Kim Jong-cheon kept it in this bookshelf until now, if it weren't for the arrival of this white-haired young man, he would have forgotten the existence of this box long ago.

"Since you don't say it, then go and die. The young man reached out with lightning and grabbed Kim Jong-cheon by the neck and dragged him up from the ground.

"You can't kill me, I'm the deputy city lord of Gary City, a member of the Imperial Capital Ning family, if you dare to kill me, they won't let you go. Kim Jong-cheon blushed and howled desperately.

He is unwilling, it is clear that the career of the sky has been spread out in front of his eyes, and tomorrow he will be the deputy city lord of Gary City, and in Gary City, it can be said that he is above ten thousand people under one person.

Obviously, everything is tomorrow, and I have been waiting for the opportunity for more than two years!

The white-haired young man's expression was consistent, and no matter how much Kim Jong Tian howled, he couldn't make him frown, and his hand was slightly forced.

The bones shattered, and Kim Jong-cheon's howling stopped abruptly, and his eyes were staring, but their pupils had lost their color.

Glancing at the old butler who had fallen into a coma, his toes were a little on the ground, and a fragment of a sword blade flew into the old butler's heart.

In the dark night, the white-haired young man came to the tallest building in the starting town, looked into the distance, and the scales in his hand trembled slightly, drifting in one direction.

"Are you there? The white-haired youth gathered his scales and disappeared into the night.

The next day, a news in the starting town caused a big shock in the town.

"Hello everyone, welcome to today's daily focus, I'm the host Xiaoqi. ”

"Just yesterday, the mayor of the first town, Kim Jong-tian, was assassinated in his own mansion, judging from the injuries of the corpse, he was killed by someone who locked his throat and crushed his throat bone, and everyone also knows that the mayor of Kim Jong-tian, who is about to take up the post of deputy city lord of Gary City, was assassinated at this juncture, and the city lord of Gary City said that he would attach great importance to it and make every effort to hunt down the assassins. ”

"The whereabouts of the killer are still unknown, and our daily focus will continue to report on the follow-up to the assassination. ”

“......”

The days passed peacefully.

On this day, Lin Wu soaked in the library tower of the academy for a whole day, and spent today's three hundred credits cleanly.

Rubbing his somewhat sore eyes, he has been learning the knowledge of inscriptions these days, although he has studied very carefully, but the learning of the way of inscriptions is not overnight.

Therefore, Lin Wu has not made rapid progress until now, looking at the white paper on the ground, which is full of inscriptions and drawings on the books he copied, but none of the inscription runes are useful.

Even the simplest kind of inscription Lin Wu used for lighting failed.

With a sigh, he put away his graffiti work on the ground and walked out of the library.

On the way, Lin Wu bumped into Yan Tao.

"Xiao Wu, you're still learning inscriptions, how are you learning? Yan Tao followed Lin Wu's side, Lin Wu had been obsessed with learning inscriptions recently, she knew it, and then she couldn't help asking.

"Not very good. Lin Wu looked at the graffiti paper in his hand and smiled bitterly.

Yan Tao also smiled lightly, and then made a brain-hurting appearance, and teased: "Yes, I said at the beginning that this way of inscription is so easy to learn, people have been from elementary school for decades in order to become an inscription master, if you can carve the inscription in a few days, those inscription masters are not ashamed to jump off the building." ”

Lin Wu pursed his lips disdainfully, "How can you mortals know my level of genius, just wait, it won't be long before I can draw the inscription." ”

Yan Tao smiled, did not argue, suddenly thought of something, and said to Lin Wu: "By the way, Xiao Wu, you made a bet with that Senior Jin, who can enter the Liquid Refining Realm faster, although I don't know why you can't think about it like this, but don't you really want to cultivate, Senior Jin has already reached the cultivation of condensing qi seven times early." ”

Yan Tao means that why are you still so leisurely, soaking in the book tower every day, and not being nervous, is this appropriate?

Lin Wu nodded, "Hearing you say this, I did almost forget that there is still this stubble, well, it's really time to cultivate, let the brain digest the inscription books I've read these days." ”

Yan Tao nodded, "That's right." ”

These days, Lin Wu's concentration on inscriptions makes her feel a little terrible, a person who is lazy to the bones insists on learning obscure inscription knowledge every day, which is the most unbelievable.

According to Lin Wu's answer, the inscription is very interesting, he does have a strong interest in the world's inscription technology, but it is a little difficult to learn.