Chapter Twenty-Five: The Killer Leaves No Name

After the record was recorded, the officer said to Feng Luo: "Good performance, I was able to get three." Work hard, and you have a chance to become a good shadow thorn!"

The clerk looked at his boss in amazement, he had never looked good at these slaves, and for the first time encouraged a person.

The officer ignored it, and when Feng Luo went out, he put the irregularly edged imprint in a separate compartment. Then he shouted outside with a blank face: "Next!"

After Feng Luo came out, he followed Yi Si to the treatment room. There were people in the army who were proficient in recovery techniques, and they mainly treated bruises. The leg bone was broken, and under the treatment of the technique, he was able to walk on the ground in two days.

When they were healed, they had a good meal. Yisi didn't drink alcohol because he needed to breathe after the injury, and alcohol would increase the injury.

After the meal, Yisi implicitly proposed that they could spend the night together. Feng Luo didn't know if he really didn't understand, or pretended not to understand, so he didn't say anything, and went back to the camp to rest and spend a peaceful night.

The next day, a new leaderboard was announced, and the Land of the Dead became unpeaceful. Several pieces of news circulated among the crowd and caused a lot of discussion.

First of all, the candidate with the best results this time is a newcomer. According to the above figures, there are three people who have more than ten murder books, but those three are the core figures of the major forces. In other words, their achievements are the result of cooperation between the regiment and the local government.

Near the back of the list, there is a new name: Huo Luodi. His overall score of nine is not impressive. But he was new and didn't belong to any force. With nine in solo plays, he was the most in focus.

Secondly, Mo Ruhe died. He was also a person at the top of the list, and now his name is marked with a red cross, and the next list will disappear completely. Correspondingly, most of the results of his gang in the past were zero, and each of them gained one or two imprints this time.

I can't see how Mo Ruhe died on the list, and I don't know who died in whose hands. But many people guessed the murderer: Yisi. Because Mo Ruhe's subordinates waited respectfully outside the door of Yisi's room early in the morning.

The most important news is that the killing god has appeared. It's not strange that the God of Killing appears, but the strange thing is that the God of Killing rarely kills people this time. His method has long been known: tearing people apart, or roasting, or breaking them into minced meat sauce.

As long as you look at the scene, you can judge whether it is a killing hand. Only two bodies were torn apart, and the others were killed normally. The number of times the God Killer shot so little had never happened before.

There is a rumor that spreads around the Land of the Dead: the god of killing has been killed, and only then can it be justified why the god of killing is so rare.

Who killed the God of Killing?

"It was Mo Ruhe who killed him!" There was a big man's opinion, and his tone was unusually affirmative, "With Mo Ruhe's strength, others can't kill him!" ”

Many of the people who drank in the tavern nodded yes. However, Mo Ruhe's subordinates were secretive about Mo Ruhe's death, which made this view difficult to establish.

"I don't think you can kill with words, Boss Yan himself has the strength of the sixth layer of the pulse, and his subordinates are also outstanding. "There are people who put forward the most accepted opinions.

No, my real name is not called this. At first, he was known for his insidious cunning, but some people said that he couldn't do what he said, so he simply changed his name. Since he recruited a group of subordinates, he has become the number one force for his own people, and he is a popular candidate for shadow assassination.

"Only three people died in the Yan Gang this time, and Boss Yan himself was only slightly injured. Killing the god is so useless, he has been killed a long time ago, how can he live until now?"

"Mo Ruhe's subordinates have only four dead, and it can't be Mo Ruhe. The man in front of him was red-faced and argued.

The denier took a sip of wine and said, "I didn't say that it was Mo Ruhe, it should be Huo Luo's enemy." Killing nine people alone is the most real killing this time, and the strength can be seen, and one of the imprints in his hand is to kill the gods!"

This point of view was denied by more people, and in the end it was inconclusive, and various speculations emerged one after another. Some people guess that it was Yisi, who used a beauty trick to tempt and kill the god with one blow.

The real murderer was sitting in the corner of the tavern at this time. At present, he focuses on wine. The blood-red liquor is like blood, full of intoxicating taste.

"How did these boring people get involved with me?If they really have that charm, why haven't they been able to take you down?" Yi Si stared at Feng Luo with resentment, "Did you say it, dear little brother." ”

Since leaving the Land of the Dead, Iss has become restrained in front of Feng Luo. And in front of others, there is also less of that style of being picked. More than two hundred newcomers joined, and she didn't tempt any of them.

Of course, part of the reason is that with followers, those so-called subordinates, whether sincere or not, as long as they can help get a few branding, it is enough. She plans to make Feng Luo her successor after she leaves.

During the ten days of recuperation, Yisi's greatest pleasure every day was to find Fengluo, drink, chat, and even sit. She found that Feng Luo's mind was actually very simple, and her attention was all on cultivation. No one has ever been so keen on being a shadow thorn.

A lot of people put in a lot of hard work to get there, and they see the benefits of being a Shadow Thorn rather than being a killer per se. Get rid of the inferior status and enjoy the wealth, at least you don't have to worry about it for ten days a month.

Feng Luo is a completely different person, not pursuing wealth and nobility, nor is he in a hurry to get out of the dangerous environment in front of him. Money, wine, and sex don't seem to be in his pursuit. Cultivation is his main thing every day.

After Yi Si asked, he didn't get a response, but he saw Feng Luo looking out of the door in a daze.

"Little brother, it can't be that you killed the God of Killing, right?I remember that you came from the place where the God of Killing appeared, and you were the first person to survive from the God of Killing, so ......" Yi Si lowered his voice and whispered in Feng Luo's ear.

The warm breeze blows into the ears and brings the feeling of **. It's a little comfortable, but it's hard to resist. Feng Luo shook his head and said, "How is it possible? ”

"But you're very smart! You can kill someone whose cultivation is higher than you, I can see with my own eyes, there will be no fake. "Eth knows that her words are a bit far-fetched, but what does it matter, as long as you can talk to him more.

"Being smart can sometimes make the difference between winning and losing. But in the face of absolute disparity, any scheme is futile. Feng Luo said this, a little absent-mindedly, "Perhaps, you should go back and prepare for tomorrow's assessment." ”

"The sun hasn't set yet, why are you in a hurry?" Yi Si coquettishly, but obediently drank the fruit wine in the cup, excluding the two crystal coins. Others said that she raised a little white face, and she was very happy in her heart, but she was afraid that Feng Luo would be unhappy.

The two men walked out of the tavern side by side, and a soldier stopped the way, saying, "Follow me, someone wants to see you." ”

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