Trapped Beast Chapter 311 Master Wan can live, but the trafficker must die
"You madman..." Wan Qingxiang's eyes twitched unbearably, and his heart became more and more panicked, worried that Su Yi would really torture him.
He forced himself to calm down, and said again: "If you want to know what happened to the Cao family, I can tell you everything." It's not too late for you to kill me when you're done, right?"
"No need. Su Yi said coldly, "When I personally send you to the Abi Hell, I will go to Beiyue to take a look." β
With that, the sharp blade of Duyue slashed lightly on Wan Qingxiang's fat arm. It was just a small opening, and before even the blood could come out, it made him reveal his true form, covered his hands in horror, and shouted loudly: "I'm going to die, I can't drag it on!
Seeing that the wicked man finally had to be punished, Su Yi's heart inexplicably gave birth to a great sense of joy, and an imperceptible ferocity quietly spread, making his eyes full of violent blood-red.
The people in the chaos heard a scream like a pig being slaughtered, and saw that Wan Qingxiang's arm had been slipped with meat, and he was faintly bone.
"The craftsmanship is poor, not thin enough, please forgive Master Wan. Su Yi said apologetically, "But the flesh on your body is so fat, if you take more at a time, you can suffer less." β
Wan Qingxiang is just a profiteer who is extravagant, how can he afford this kind of pain. This moment alone made him sweat cold, his lips turned white, and the wound was numb like a fire. However, it was really as Su Yi said, very sober.
Those few people with "Imperial Book Gong" exchanged glances with each other, and finally decided to make a move, and rushed towards Su Yi together.
I saw them tear off their robes, and the muscles of their muscles gradually grew red, and their bodies were becoming taller and stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's... What kind of kung fu is this?" When the people on the side saw this strange thing, they all avoided it.
Before they could get close, Su Yi had already picked up the sword trick and threw Duyue away. The "Curly White Sword" was unleashed, and the blood in his eyes made him see the bright red "Curly White Realm".
Dui Yue took the lead and killed a "strong man" who rushed to the front with a sword, piercing his head.
"One. Su Yi counted silently.
The strong man lost his life, the ostentatious muscles on his body gradually disappeared, and the red lines slowly faded. Before the corpse could completely fall, Duyue turned a corner, and the bloodied sword drew a red line in the air and passed through the neck of the other person.
"Two. β
In the "Realm of Rolling White", all the weaknesses are extremely clear, and the sharpness of the moon is matched with the immortal sword, and there is no need to move a finger when it is to kill.
"Three..."
The blood red in Su Yi's eyes was deeper, but it didn't prevent him from seeing every move in the "Rolling White Realm", and the action of killing the enemy was even more aggressive.
By the time the last person fell, it was only ten breaths away, and Su Yi had already counted "seven".
He looked around for his next target, only to find that many people had stopped, looking at the killing, with shock and horror in their eyes. And Hu Sanjin, whom he brought, was still hiding with his guys to watch the play at this time.
"Brother Hu, you haven't left yet. Su Yi smiled.
Looking at the blood-dripping long sword in his hand, Hu Sanjin was also a little panicked, but he still said, "Our accounts haven't been settled yet." β
"That's right. Su Yi said and took out a bag of silver and threw it over, saying, "It's all for you, how about buying you to play the last song?"
Hu Sanjin took the silver bag, weighed it, and said, "Yes." β
"Big brother, thisβ" The guy next to him stopped talking.
"If you want to go, you can go first. β
The guys hesitated, but they all stayed, ready to go, shivering.
"Little brother, what kind of song do you play?" asked Hu Sanjin.
"Give him a song 'No one cries for the grave'. β
Hu Sanjin knew that Su Yi deliberately said that "filial piety weeping grave" as "no one crying grave", but this did not bother him. When he took people's money, he did his best, and with a slight change, he began to play.
The sound of suona is in the ears, and people are already lying in the coffin, listening to the sound of the spiky mourning music is like a ghost talisman for life, burrowing into the brain, and winding on the road to the hell of Ah Bi.
And others only find it weird and terrifying.
"Master Wan, today you can do red and white things together, and you can't take care of everything. can only compromise on grievances and let the song 'No One Cry Grave' send you on the road. β
As he spoke, two more pieces of meat fell from Wan Qingxiang's body. I don't know where he got the strength, maybe he was dying and coming back to the light, so I saw him desperately squeezing back, as if he could squeeze the coffin with more force.
Mu Lan stared at the bloody scene in a daze, so frightened that he didn't even notice when two tears were hanging on his cheeks. Seeing that Su Yi became more and more demonic and unfamiliar, she couldn't accept it after all, so she rushed forward and shouted, "Su Yi!
It was such a coquettishness, like the voice that had restored Su Yi's clarity many times before, that gradually dispelled the ferocity in his mind.
The moon suddenly stopped in the air and did not set again.
Seeing that Su Yi suddenly became sluggish, Mu Lanxin was afraid that he was too reckless and disturbed his mind and put him in danger.
"Su Yi?" she said tentatively again.
"I'm fine..."Su Yi recovered from a brief loss of consciousness, and was a little scared in his heart.
"It's better to... Bypass Master Wan's life, right?" Mu Lan was afraid that he would go crazy again, so he persuaded again, "You have been... Enough killing. β
Su Yi looked at her deeply, and said surprisingly: "You are right, you should spare his life." β
Mu Lanxin breathed a sigh of relief, but Su Yi changed his words and said, "But... Wan Qingxiang can live, but the traffickers must die. β
With that, he shot a prepared coffin nail into Wan Qingxiang's throat and nailed him to the coffin board.
Wan Qingxiang's eyes widened, and a "ho-ho" sound came out of his throat, not knowing if he was trying to say something, or because he couldn't breathe. He was afraid that he would be a little better from death, so he watched the coffin lid slowly close, and his eyes became pitch black.
With his last breath left, he saw himself being buried in a coffin.
The master is dead, and the fighting has stopped. Everyone was at a loss, including those from the Yang family who helped clear the way.
Although they all knew Su Yi's purpose, no one seemed to think that he had the ability to kill Wan Qingxiang, nor did they think that he really dared to kill Wan Qingxiang. In their imagination, there had never been such an outcome. Even for a moment, they didn't know what they were fighting for. Just blindly swing the knife, stab sword after sword, and wait for the end of the main battlefield.
It wasn't until Wan Qingxiang really died that they reacted, and a generation of evil finally fell into hell.
Changle is about to change.
And the entire Great Song Kingdom, even if it doesn't change the sky, will be shocked.
"You... You..."Mu Lanxin opened his mouth many times, but he didn't know what to say.
"Miss Mu, I said earlier, maybe one day, we will stand on opposite sides. Su Yi looked at her and said expressionlessly, "Now you are an official, and I may be a coward." I'm leaving, are you stopping me or not?"
"I... I can't stop you. Mu Lan said in a dejected heart.
"Can't stop it, or don't you want to stop it? or... Don't want to stop it?" Su Yi asked again.
"It's... Isn't it important? You better hurry up and escape, I'm afraid it'll be too late if it's too late. Mu Lan said anxiously.
When she said this, she actually answered the question, but Su Yi still insisted: "Important." β
"I don't want to, I don't want to. Mu Lanxin sighed after all, "Can you go?"
She has already missed it once, how can she be wrong again.
"Thank you. Su Yi said solemnly, "I hope that there is a chance that we can become 'real' friends." β
When Mu Lanxin was still thinking about the meaning of the word "true", he heard Su Yi shouting: "Brothers, the thieves have been eliminated, it's time to withdraw!"
Zhou Xian heard that there was some weakness in his voice, so he said, "Boss, you go first." β
Yang Yizhen was still unsatisfied, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Su Yi, and he said excitedly: "Yes, the boss will go first!
Su Yi laughed and said, "What nonsense? Do you want to stay and feed the knife? Leave all of you out, and leave one brother behind, and count you as a seed. β
Yang Yizhen has a childlike heart and obediently "fucks off".
Zhou Xian wanted to say something more, but he heard Su Yi say weakly: "Let's go quickly." β
He gritted his teeth, but beckoned his men to evacuate.
Su Yi immediately used all kinds of small immortal techniques to protect everyone to retreat. When everyone was far away, he took a deep breath and said loudly: "Today, the people will be blessed by eradicating Xiaoxiao." The nine-day thunder god is above, please be worshiped by the boy. β
stole the name of the god of thunder, and had to do this salute no matter what, so he saw Su Yi bow sincerely and slammed to the ground. And this move is not only to finish the play, but also to give Yu Nanzhou a signal to retreat.
Seeing him kneeling and worshipping the god of thunder, many people knelt down and bowed.
Although they don't know whether they are sincere or not, and what their purpose is, at least they believe it, and Su Yi's goal is achieved.
The Black Thunder God got this "signal" and said: "Xiaoxiao has been removed, and the Yuan Shen has returned to its place." "Show that you are aware of the situation.
After Su Yi left, Yu Nanzhou withdrew the "Nine Thunder Prison", and the Black Thunder God also dissipated from the air and turned into clouds.
Everything was calm for a while, and when the news of what had happened here spread, there were more violent waves.