Lu Baici is a very quiet person.

Whenever the Jingxin Teahouse opens, he always wears a plain white coat and sits in the teahouse, ignoring the customers who enter the store, and the customers do not pay attention to him, as long as the copper coins are discharged on the counter, according to the number of copper coins, he will help the customers prepare the tea he wants to taste today.

He looks more like a sign than a teahouse owner.

And when he does things, he is always meticulous, and all the steps are completed very seriously, and some customers ridicule him like a vase, but he just didn't hear it.

But because he is quiet as if there is no such owner in the shop, people also prefer to come to the meditation teahouse to sit and enjoy a good pot of tea.

The tea here is of good quality and the environment is quiet, which is really good.

As for the name of the boss, no one knows, and even if he asked, he would not get an answer.

And because the boss never bothers the customers, the customers are willing to follow some of the rules set by the boss in the store, such as not making noise in the teahouse, such as the teahouse closing at sunset.

Closing the door of the teahouse, Lu Baici walked into his teahouse with a calm face.

He has always been the owner of the Meditation Teahouse, but not long ago, he went out on a trip, and the Meditation Teahouse was closed for a while.

Now that he's back, everything is still as calm as ever.

Thinking about what he was going to do in the near future, Lu Baici smiled, walked slowly to the inside of the teahouse, and suddenly felt a certain smell, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

The smell was not unfamiliar to him, he didn't like it or hated it, but the presence of this smell in his meditation teahouse was absolutely disgusting to him.

Lu Baici frowned and looked in the direction where the smell of blood wafted from.

It was the room where he stored his tea.

The smell of blood was faint, and it looked like the injured guy hadn't been running in for long.

Lu Baici covered his nose and frowned, and walked towards that place.

......

Yi Chao's face was already extremely hideous at this time.

When he finally took advantage of the fact that no one was around, he felt the inside of the meditation teahouse, and after his heart was settled, he found that his current injuries were so serious.

His right hand had been shattered by the ice bullets, and it was all because of his forced bone shrinkage and suppression that there was no blood spurting, and the meridians of his left hand were also completely destroyed by the sword intent on the Cold Immortal Sword, and there were already signs of shrinking.

In any case, these two hands have been abolished, and his cultivation will hardly have a chance to show it.

"Zhou Han ......"

Gritting his teeth, he repeated the name, and Yi Chao's expression became more and more resentful.

He was about to become famous, but he was almost killed by this junior, and he became like this, when he worships the prime minister in the future, where is there still majesty in front of the world?

He couldn't wait to slash the Northern Meditation Cultivator with a thousand knives in his heart, but before he could move, a squeak interrupted his thoughts.

Lu Baici pushed the door in, and saw Yi Chao, who was as miserable as a beast with broken fangs on the ground, and did not hide the disgust on his face at all: "You know I don't like the smell of blood in my shop. ”

Yi Chao didn't care, or didn't pay attention to the disgust that Lu Baici revealed on his face or in his words, for him, Lu Baici was hope.

"Zhou Han knows about us!" Yi Chao said eagerly, almost roaring, "He was the first to chase me down, wanting to get the information of the Sanhe Society from my mouth!"

"Oh?"

Lu Baici's brows furrowed even tighter, this news was obviously beyond his expectations.

It was impossible for him not to understand the young man who had already become famous for Bei Mingxiu, and even several times, he saw Bei Mingxiu pass by his meditation teahouse alone or holding Yu Luoxia's hand.

He never thought that the Northern Meditation Cultivator would know about the Sanhe Society, let alone that the Northern Meditation Cultivator would directly look at Yi Chao's knife.

Lu Baici looked at Yi Chao's eyes and said calmly, "You told him?"

Yi Chao said indignantly: "If I say it, will he make it look like this?"

He then recounted everything that had happened before, and his last words were a little more pleading: "That kid will definitely continue to look for me, and I must borrow your place to hide now." ”

Lu Baici thought for a while, and said clearly: "Indeed, Zhou Han is still young, he is already famous, and he is so decisive, it is obviously not easy to deal with him, if he perceives our existence, it is indeed a little difficult." What's more, behind him, there is also Yu Changping. ”

Lu Baici looked at Yi Chao, and his tone gradually became cold: "You rest here first, and I'll go and discuss it with the others." ”

Yi Chao endured the pain point, at this time he didn't care about the almost fatal injuries on his body, if the big thing didn't work, they would all die in vain.

It wasn't until Lu Baici left for a long time that he found out that Lu Baici didn't leave him anything.

Not a drop of water.

......

It wasn't until he could see the shining stars in the sky from the back window that Yi Chao looked forward to the return of Lu Baici.

Lu Baici still gently pushed the door in, if it weren't for the wooden door that he already had some thoughts, his entry would not have made the slightest sound.

"Helian didn't feel anything abnormal, it seems that Zhou Han just found you. ”

Hearing this, Yi Chao breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed out a smile, his voice a little weak because of excessive blood loss: "That's good, our great cause has not been affected." ”

Lu Baici shook his head slightly and said, "No, it already has an impact." ”

Yi Chao's heart froze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your identity has been exposed, Zhou Han is frustrated this time, he will inevitably turn to Yu Changping for help, since you fled to me under his nose, in case he remembers the direction, I am not very safe here. ”

"No, someone will ...... for me" Yi Chao was about to argue, but suddenly his heart trembled, and he couldn't say the next words anymore, and his pupils were also invaded by endless fear.

Lu Baici's eyes were very cold, much colder than the ice edges falling from the eaves in the cold winter.

This look was familiar to him.

It was the eyes of the dead.

He hurriedly looked back, and the back window from which he had fled had been sealed by ice, and not a single fly could fly out.

"Lu Baici!" Yi Chao curled up in the corner of the wall and asked hysterically, "We are grasshoppers on a rope, and you actually want to kill me!"

Lu Baici said lightly: "Yes, now the clues in Zhou Han's hands should be only you, if you die, I will go out to hide for two more days, of course he will be nowhere to be found." ”

"We are companions!" Yi Chao's words trembled with fear, "If you kill me, the rest of the Sanhe Society will not agree!"

Lu Baici's next sentence made his whole person feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"I discussed it with everyone, and they agreed. ”

Yi Chao suddenly figured out something, landed on the white porcelain with his broken left finger, and smiled miserably: "I see, it turns out that I am the outlier in the Sanhe Society, you ...... I've been thinking I've been dead for a long time. ”

Lu Baici didn't refute and said, "It's good to understand." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand a little, and several ice picks condensed in the air, directly penetrating Yi Chao's vital body.

Yi Chao died, leaving this world with endless unwillingness and pain.

After wiping Yi Chao out of this world, Lu Baici silently cleaned up the scene with a water attribute spell, and soon his warehouse returned to its usual appearance.

He lied to Yi Chao, and the others didn't agree with him killing Yi Chao at all, but he didn't feel much guilt in his heart, because in front of his companions, he just said that Yi Chao had died under Zhou Han's sword, and asked them to be more careful, in their hearts, Yi Chao should already be a dead man.

Making sure that there was no more smell of blood in the air that would pollute his tea, Lu Baici nodded with satisfaction, walked out of the room, and slowly closed the door.

I'm afraid that the Meditation Teahouse will be closed for a while, but for him, it is not a big problem.

A Northern Meditation Cultivator, even with Yu Changping behind him, has no way to resist the general trend of history.

He always thought that they were fighting with the tide and therefore had to be on the winning side.

In order to achieve this victory, he is willing to pay any price to ensure the perfect execution of the plan, such as the lives of his companions, and everything about himself, and of course his own.