The dagger was coated with the poison of the Soul Breaking Grass, and it would kill when it was touched, even Yao Wang Jiang could not do anything, and the man in white pushed it again and pierced the dagger deeper, in order to be foolproof.

After doing this, he had no regrets, Shang Zeyi's palm had already touched the top of his head, even if he was poisoned by the Soul Breaking Grass, Shang Zeyi still had the ability to shatter the heavenly spirit and let himself be buried with him.

The man in white is not afraid, he can serve the merchant country, he died calmly in this palm, but he felt that at the last moment of his life, he just felt a little regretful, and when he went to the world, he didn't leave anything behind after all.

His name is destined not to be in the history books, so it would be good to have a name here.

"I am the third son of the Hou family in Jiangnan, Hou Xiangjun, and I have been here in this life. The man in white suddenly shouted his name, his voice echoing through the empty gray market.

Jiangnan Hou family, one of the three major families, its third son is a well-known amorous son, but after joining the second generation of blood riding many years ago, he no longer exists in the world.

Even so, at the last moment of his life, he chose to leave his name to prove that he had come to this world.

No one will know about him, but that's enough.

Hou Xiangjun closed his eyes, ready to meet death, the palm had already touched his scalp, even if it was too late to dodge.

He was not afraid of death, but after waiting for a while, he thought that death had not come for a long time, and it was clear that he didn't need to breathe for a while, but Shang Zeyi's palm never fell on his head.

Could it be that he died of poison so soon?

Hou Xiangjun had a bit of luck in his heart, he opened his eyes, but it was empty in front of him, and Shang Zeyi, who should have been poisoned in front of him, was gone.

What about people?

Facing the disappeared Shang Zeyi, Hou Xiangjun suddenly felt a chill, people will not disappear for no reason, he has probably guessed what happened, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

Before he could move, he heard a joking voice behind him, accompanied by a magnificent knife on his neck.

"Hou Xiangjun, the name is good. ”

The voice was naturally Shang Zeyi's voice, his tone was full of anger, obviously not poisoned, but the dagger had obviously stabbed him.

Hou Xiangjun didn't dare to turn around, because as soon as he turned around, Shang Zeyi's knife would cut off his head. The famous sword-hearted ape, cast by Zuo Minghou of the East Fence Organ, once shattered the source of the thousand-year-old destiny and cut off Hou Xiangjun's head, which is naturally a shallow and easy thing to see.

What happened just now Hou Xiangjun had already guessed eight points, even so, he still couldn't help but ask: "What happened just now was an illusion?"

In this world now, the luck of the illusionist has long been sucked away by the original Shang Tao, and the once mysterious illusionist has broken off the inheritance decades ago. For example, there are only two people who can use illusions today, one is Zuo Xiangyi Qingqiu, who ran away from White Deer City, and the other is Shang Zeyi.

And the reason why the two of them can use illusion is that one is the luck of their mother, and the other is conceived by Shang Tao's three-point soul, and they each have luck.

Fang Cai Shang Zeyi had obviously been hit by the dagger, and it was intact in a blink of an eye, which was contrary to common sense, and the only explanation was that he used illusion.

In the face of Hou Xiangjun's doubts, Shang Zeyi did not hide it, it was a well-known thing that he knew about illusion, and it was meaningless to hide it, but he seemed stingy, so he said calmly: "You guessed right, it is illusion." ”

Sure enough, it was an illusion, and Shang Zeyi's frank answer confirmed Hou Xiangjun's conjecture. There have been a few-for-tat confrontations with Shang Zeyi, but the real fight was only this time, and only once, he was convinced.

is worthy of a man who once reached the top, he looked at the world back then, even if he falls down the mountainside now, he is not weak at all, and he can still solve the problem with layers of calculations.

He was convinced, not only because of Shang Zeyi's subtle illusion, but also because Shang Zeyi was able to see through his disguise and easily resolve this crisis.

You must know that although illusion can deceive people's five senses, it can't turn reality into fiction, and if he can lay down illusion early, it means that Shang Zeyi has already seen through his assassination, and this insight is indeed not an ordinary mortal.

"When did you know that I was pretending to be a corpse?" asked Hou Xiangjun puzzled.

In terms of disguise, he has extraordinary self-confidence, and he can't think of what went wrong to make Shang Zeyi discover the flaws.

Shang Zeyi smiled, seeing through the disguise? No, it's much more powerful than that.

"These corpses have just died, and I know that the Third Emperor Brother has set up an ambush here. ”

"Growing up together, I knew him as well as he knew me. Although my third emperor brother is a talented man, he is also a businessman who must be compared. If he spends the money, he must have exchanged it for benefits, and he will not let the river make a splash in vain, so he knows that the corpses are sent to death in vain, or he loses the lives of dozens of corpses without hesitation, which is not in line with his character. ”

"Mortals have rules, and abnormalities must have demons, so I've been staring at this group of corpses, even if they don't move, I have never taken it lightly. ”

Shang Zeyi talked endlessly, he explained lightly, but he was extremely shocked by Hou Xiangjun, he always thought that Shang Zeyi just saw through his disguise, but he didn't expect that he saw through all the layout of Shang Zejin.

He had already attached great importance to Shang Zeyi, but when he heard this, he realized that he still underestimated him.

Also, a man who can become the lord of Bailu City, who can maneuver among the powerful people in the world at the age of fifteen, and who has broken the layout of the Son of Heaven of the previous Shang Emperor, how can his mental scheming be so simple.

Hou Xiangjun has completely admitted defeat, even if he does not admit defeat, the knife is still on his neck at this time, the situation has been completely controlled by Shang Zeyi, and he has no chance to fight back.

Shang Zeyi won steadily, but he didn't make a move, Hou Xiangjun waited for a moment and didn't see him kill him, so he asked curiously: "Don't kill me?"

He didn't beg for death, but the knife on his neck didn't know when it would be cut off, this torment was extremely uncomfortable, if he still couldn't escape death in the end, he would rather Shang Zeyi cut it down now, than the dazed fear of waiting for death to come all the time.

Death is only a short moment, and it is only the process of death that can make people afraid.

Taking advantage of the fear of waiting for death, it is obvious that Shang Zeyi knows this well.

Having already occupied the initiative, Shang Zeyi was not in a hurry, he was waiting, waiting for the battle between Yao Wang Jiang and Xia Donglai to end, and waiting for someone to appear.

After the whole scene, he knew that the strange dealers and gray market were a game, the ancient lantern of Changmian was the bait, and Hou Xiangjun and Xia Donglai were traps shot by hunters, even if these two traps were dismantled, as long as the trap hunter did not die, there would still be endless guns and arrows.

Dismantling the trap is only a palliative solution, and if you want to cure the root cause, you must make the hunters who set the traps disappear completely.

But the hunter is very cunning, always hiding in the shadows, and will not put himself in danger, just like in the Canghai Tower, he sent a chess piece against him, and the person never appeared, whether he succeeded or not, he could stay out of the matter.

But this time was different, he was confident that the hunter could no longer stay out of the matter, and he would appear.

Because Hou Xiangjun is in his hands.

The subconscious told him that Hou Xiangjun was different from Yun Daopeng who died in Canghai Tower, and for Shang Zejin, he was not just a member of the second generation of blood riders and a chess piece.

Yun Daopeng can become an outcast, but Hou Xiangjun cannot.

"You're still useful, so you can't die for the time being. Shang Zeyi replied to Hou Xiangjun, and after speaking, he suddenly had half a point of luck, and the knife qi just cut through the skin of Hou Xiangjun's neck, and bright red blood flowed out.

Suddenly injured, Hou Xiangjun screamed in pain, and before he could speak, Shang Zeyi had already shouted to the empty gray market earlier than him: "Third Emperor Brother, if you don't come out again, this third young master of the Hou family in Jiangnan will be separated." ”

The voice echoed, and all that responded was the sound of the fierce battle between Yao Wang Jiang and Xia Donglai, and there seemed to be no other living people in the gray market.

It's quite bearable. Shang Zeyi knew the tenacity of his imperial brother, he was not discouraged, but pressed the knife and pressed Hou Xiangjun under the knife.

Hou Xiangjun already knew what Shang Zeyi was going to do when he heard this, and he sneered: "The blood horses are just tools, you actually want to use tools that can be discarded at will to lure out the three princes." Fourth Prince, it seems that I overestimate you. ”

In the face of Hou Xiangjun's ridicule, Shang Zeyi was not affected, he held the knife and pressed it directly, pressing the knife edge even lower, almost cutting into Hou Xiangjun's veins, he said condescendingly: "No, you underestimate yourself too much." ”

After speaking, he suddenly raised his knife and slashed it again, like an executioner killing people and beheading, one knife can be cut in two.