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However, at this moment, it was dark outside in the night, and it was impossible to see the specific situation at all. Wan Qingping stood at the door of the house and listened carefully for a while, then immediately left the house, hid in a thatch in the distance, and bowed down as if he was afraid of being seen.

The fighting in the distance lasted for half an hour, and then there was no sound. Despite this, Wan Qingping didn't dare to go back at this time, the place where the fighting method was almost fifteen miles away from here, and for a powerful foundation building monk, it was possible to fly here in a moment.

Although Wan Qingping also knew that the Zhuji Monk had a powerful divine sense that could search, and lying in the house was similar to lying on his stomach in the grass, at least in the grass seemed to be able to give him some peace of mind.

After lying outside all night, in the early morning of the second day, Wan Qingping returned to the house, calmed down a little, and after a while, he meditated and cultivated against the rising sun.

The little woman got up, and after combing her head, Wan Qingping also finished meditating, waved her hand to the little woman, asked her to go home and prepare breakfast for herself, and then started to punch herself.

After a while, I saw the little woman running back in a panic, and when she got close to here, she shouted, "Oh no, Master Immortal, it's dead!"

Hearing the little woman's shout, Wan Qingping stopped his fists and feet and frowned and asked, "What's the matter, tell me carefully!"

At this time, the little woman's face was pale, as if she was really frightened, and she was panting and stumbling a little to tell the general story. It turned out that on the way back, she found a corpse on the edge of a rock, and she was immediately frightened back by having never seen a dead person.

Wan Qingping listened to the little woman's words, thought about it, and then went back to the house to get the waist knife, so he asked her to lead the way and follow him to check. After all, he was the landlord of this place, and it was impossible for him to ignore the appearance of dead people near his residence. It doesn't matter if others live or die, but what if it endangers their own safety?

Although the little woman was afraid, she didn't dare to disobey Wan Qingping's intentions, and she led the way in front with soft legs and white faces, but she didn't dare to go too far away from Wan Qingping, like a frightened female rabbit, she would jump into Wan Qingping's arms at the slightest movement.

Halfway up the island between Wan Qingping's residence and Nakamura, I saw a person leaning on one side next to a big rock, one arm on his body was gone, and the clothes on his chest were still burnt, and the bloody flesh exposed inside could be faintly seen.

"It's a monk!" the little woman who was leading the way in front suddenly pointed to this person's storage bag and said in shock, the mortals of the entire Wandao Sea are no strangers to the monk's dress, and the one hanging a small bag is undoubtedly a monk.

When Wan Qingping saw it, his pupils immediately shrank, but he saw that the person seemed to hear the little woman's cry, and his body immediately moved, and at the same time, his mouth tried to open, and his mouth seemed to be the word "help".

Wan Qingping's head turned quickly, and he made up his mind between the lightning and flint, so he immediately stepped forward, "Wow-" and pulled out the waist knife he brought, and without saying a word, he directly slashed at the man's neck, and saw that immediately a pillar of blood suddenly spurted out, and the person twitched a little and suddenly lost his voice.

"Ahh

Wan Qingping took a step forward, came to the monk's side, and very cautiously leaned down to probe the person's snort, making sure that the person had indeed been killed on the spot, and then nodded with satisfaction.

I don't know what to think, after confirming the life and death of this monk, Wan Qingping turned around and walked to the little woman's side, and asked very gently with a smile on his face: "Don't be afraid, let me ask you, apart from me, have you ever sued anyone else about this matter?"

"Nope. Slave family. After seeing it...... I was scared...... I ran back and didn't tell sù...... Others!" The little woman sat down on the ground and replied with a pale face, for the scene had indeed frightened her a lot.

"Very good!" Hearing the little woman's answer, Wan Qingping smiled, revealing a pair of white teeth, with a more gentle smile on his face, and then slowly squatted down.

Suddenly, Wan Qingping stretched out his hands without warning and grabbed the little woman's neck.

Suddenly, the little woman who had not yet reacted struggled on the spot, and wanted to say something, but at this time, she was choked by the neck and couldn't say anything, just a vague "hiss...... Scold...... hiss......" sound, and at the same time, her little hand grabbed Wan Qingping's arm and wanted to pull it away, but how could a weak woman have the strength of Wan Qingping, who practiced martial arts. In a few moments, the little woman was no longer thriving and struggling, and there was no sound at all, but now her bulging eyes, slightly stretched tongue, and her large mouth all showed that she was completely dead.

Wan Qingping stood up at this time, clapped his hands and turned his back behind him, looked at the little woman's corpse and muttered to himself: "Don't blame me, blame you for not seeing things here!"

Next, Wan Qingping came to the monk's corpse again, carefully rummaged through the monk's corpse twice, and even stripped him naked, making sure that nothing was missing.

After looting all the monks' belongings, Wan Qingping carried the two corpses to the sea one after another, tied them together with ropes to the big stones, and sank them into the sea together, believing that it would not be long before the fish and shrimp in the sea would gnaw them away.

The red-stained dirt that spewed blood from the slashing monk was carefully cleaned up by the cautious Wan Qingpingzai to make sure that no one had ever killed anyone here, and then he returned to his house as if nothing had happened.

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