Lao Yan saw that a golden light flashed in Zhao Mo's eyes, and there was even a cold light, overflowing with murderous intent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is not what a teenager should be.

However, Lao Yan also knew that now was not the time to think too much, Zhao Mo might have some means, but Lao Yan definitely didn't believe that Zhao Mo could kill him, whether it was experience or combat skills, he was not the top, nor was he a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who could compare.

It was also after he turned his mind that he had already reacted, the best way to deal with it, attacking the opponent's place where he would save, his crisis was naturally resolved in a blink of an eye, and after that, if there was a chance to knock Zhao Mo unconscious, if there was no chance, he would no longer stay and leave directly.

Thinking of this, Lao Yan's internal essence was in his right hand, and then he slapped it out violently.

"Gravel Palm!"

The low-level martial arts of the Broken Stone Palm Human Rank, even if their power is limited, is not something that mortals in the flesh can compete with.

And the place where Lao Yan's palm slapped was Zhao Mo's chest, with the power of the gravel palm, if it hit Zhao Mo's chest, Zhao Mo would break a few ribs even if he didn't die.

Lao Yan's palm approached Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo naturally felt it for the first time, but this was the only time he had ever been so close to Lao Yan.

Zhao Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, his waist twisted, his upper body moved slightly to the right, and his right hand was drawn out.

Boom.

Poof.

A muffled thud rang out at about the same time as the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh.

Zhao Mo flew out upside down at the same time as being hit in an instant, hitting the ground, and sliding out of the long distance, while Lao Yan covered his neck, and blood continued to flow out from his fingers.

Although Jing Yuan resisted the flow of blood, at this time, it seemed to be a drop in the bucket.

Lao Yan had a look of unwillingness and disbelief on his face, and then slowly fell down, obviously he would never believe that he would die in the hands of this Zhao Mo who was not worth mentioning at all before he came.

Zhao Mo covered his left shoulder, his face was pale, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't let out a scream.

If Zhao Mo hadn't moved away from the blow just now, I am afraid that he would not have been able to directly slap Lao Yan on his left chest, and his little life would have been over.

"Is it broken?"

Zhao Mo touched his left shoulder, and then he gasped and said with a wry smile.

Zhao Mo looked at Lao Yan's corpse lying there not far away.

And at this moment, the house slave of the school nursing home was late.

These academy nurses looked at a person lying in a pool of blood, all of them were stunned, and then all of their eyes looked at Zhao Mo, only to see Zhao Mo's left arm hanging down irregularly, the dagger in his right hand with a trace of blood, and Zhao Mo had blood at the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and everyone could see that Zhao Mo was seriously injured.

After all, they are the children of the Zhao family, and these guardian slaves did not protect the children of the Zhao family, which will be punished heavily, so they hurriedly went up to ask.

However, when someone checked the identity of the dead person, they were even more shocked.

Lao Yan.

The strength has reached the middle stage of the innate stage, and it is definitely at the upper level among the domestic slaves, and now that he has killed this kind of strong man, he is actually a kid of the Zhao family in the early stage of the day after tomorrow?

Everyone looked at Zhao Mo with an expression of disbelief.

"Young master, do you want to report it?"

After a while, someone slowly spoke, with a kind of fear in his words, a person who can kill the middle stage of the innate stage of the early stage of the day after tomorrow, no matter what the strength he shows, is enough to make these house slaves afraid.

And at this time, they were also more worried about one thing, if Zhao Mo in front of them reported this matter, they would not be able to eat and leave.

At this time, the rain was left behind, diluting the bloody smell in the air.

Zhao Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, if these nursing house slaves were allowed to spread this matter, it would not benefit him at all, but would make more people pay attention to and be afraid of him.

"Yes, of course, you helped me capture this thief, how can this matter be hidden! As for his body, I will deal with it, of course, if anyone asks, you should know what to say, right?"

Zhao Mo's eyes flashed, with a stunning light.

All the house slave guards who glanced at Zhao Mo nodded one after another.

In fact, such a solution is exactly what they want, in this way, they don't have to worry about being punished from above, and they may be praised, as for the identity of the attacker, they naturally won't mention it again.

After all, if the high-level Zhao family knew that Lao Yan, who was a domestic slave, was going to kill the children of the Zhao family, even if this Zhao family disciple was a Zhao Mo who had been excised from his ancestral home, it would be enough to make the Zhao family angry with these domestic slaves, and the final result would probably be that they were innocently implicated.

"The leader of the good nursing home didn't do it, and he actually ran to attack Zhao Mo, doesn't this make us people suffer from you?"

The guards and slaves looked at each other, then at the corpses lying on the ground, with anger on their faces.

Zhao Mo looked at the faces of these people, and already knew what these people thought in their hearts, people are selfish, especially when this person has nothing to do with you, all he thinks of is his own interests, Zhao Mo is not worried about what these people will leak at all.

Of course, these people may accidentally say it when they are drinking and farting, but I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Thinking so, Zhao Mo put away the dagger in his hand and came to Lao Yan's corpse.

"Do you want us to help?"

These guard slaves hurriedly spoke.

"No!" Zhao Mo shook his head, then lifted Lao Yan's feet and slowly pulled them into the distance, pulling out a long blood mark.

At this time, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the rain fell in a hurry, reflecting the distant figure of Zhao Mo a little uncertainly, but the blood path pulled out behind him gave people a creepy feeling.

The rain diluted the blood flowing from the corpse, and even more so the bloody gas in the air.

These guard slaves stood there, watching Zhao Mo's figure disappear into the rainy night.

......

In the main study.

Zhao Zhengyun was looking at the recent ledger, and the roaring thunder from outside the room made him feel a little upset.

At this time, Zhao Chuqing came over with a cup of strong tea, and then put it on Zhao Zhengyun's right hand, and said, "Is the master worried about Lao Yan?"

"With Lao Yan's skills and cultivation, and I want him to be careful, I'm not worried at all, but I don't know why I'm always a little uneasy in my heart! And Lao Yan has been gone for so long and hasn't come back, which makes me even more uneasy. ”

Zhao Zhengyun frowned, raised his hand to pick up the teacup, and took a sip.

When Zhao Chuqing heard this, he said, "Is the master worried that Lao Yan will be discovered by the school guards?"

"With his skills, even if he is discovered, he can definitely leave easily. ”

"Then what is the lord worried about!"

Zhao Zhengyun rubbed his eyebrows, and said with a wry smile: "Maybe it's because he's old and a little timid in doing things, even if Lao Yan is discovered by the school, I can rescue him!"

Early the next morning.

"Master, it's not good, it's not good!"

A house slave held a box and ran quickly from the back door to Zhao Zhengyun's room.

Zhao Zhengyun put on his coat and walked out, shouting: "What's the matter, what a fuss!"

The slave staggered, the box in his hand fell to the ground, and an oval object rolled out and rolled to Zhao Zhengyun's feet.

Zhao Zhengyun looked down.

I saw that this was a human head, a human head with round eyes and dead eyes.

Old Yan's head......