Chapter 60: I am the Holy Messenger

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The bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth from the top of the dense canopy, and the cold wind blew the leaves, the light spots swam around, and the trembling sound of the leaves washed the entire heavens.

Yelin was covered with a robe as black as ink, and his black hood shrouded his head in it, and he walked into the Fortune Inn unhurriedly.

In the dark night, no light penetrated into the closed room, and two figures sat at the table, drinking the mellow wine on the table.

"Destroy the Golden Jade Tower, I don't know why Brother Night can make me believe it?" Mo Yuxuan hid in the night, two golden rays of light burst out from his eyes, looking ahead, as if talking to himself to the air.

"Isn't it possible that with the reputation of my Heavenly Poison Sect, can't I make Brother Ye believe it?"

The two huge stoves next to it exuded a scorching temperature, warming this small room, but the air was always filled with an eerie atmosphere, so that the scorching temperature dropped suddenly, and the smell of blood filled this small space, and the hissing sound lingered in the cold night, which made people shudder.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, he squinted and sniffed the lingering aroma, and said lightly disapplausively, "As far as I know, Brother Night doesn't represent the Heavenly Poison Sect!"

The temperature in the air dropped suddenly, and an icy chill locked on Mo Yuxuan, who was sitting firmly, and the sharp edge struck in the dark, faintly as if a huge poisonous insect suddenly stood up with a huge body, and two shining eyes stared at Mo Yuxuan who was drinking.

"This is a thirty-year-old bamboo leaf green, this small shop is just this jar, don't waste it!" Mo Yuxuan picked up the wine jar and added wine to Yelin, who was sitting opposite, very careful, for fear of wasting a drop.

In the dark, Mo Yuxuan's eyes flashed with a swaying light, full of confidence.

Yelin was silent for a while, and the killing aura of the corpse mountain and sea of blood on his body retreated like a tide, and the poisonous insects hiding on his body also regained their calm.

"Then can this Brother Mo be trusted?"

As he spoke, he took out a sign from his arms, and engraved it on the eye-catching word "Heavenly Poison".

"Heavenly Poison Order!" A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Yuxuan's eyes, but he quickly regained his leisurely demeanor.

"Okay, then it's a deal!"

Yelin stood up and disappeared into the night.

"Young master, do you really want to cooperate with this surnamed Ye?" The old man beside him asked Mo Yuxuan with a cane and some disbelief.

"The Heavenly Poison Order is not something that ordinary people can have, since this is the case, it represents the Heavenly Poison Sect, and we have to pay attention to it!"

The old man bowed down and took the order, and retreated.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if it's a deliberate arrangement, there was also an uninvited guest at the stationing place of Jinyulou this night, the figure that Feiyan didn't want to see the most, for her, this figure was a nightmare.

Also dressed in a black robe, from head to toe, covered tightly, taking advantage of the night, Zhao Haochen became a ghost who came and went freely in the night, shuttling through the streets and alleys, and finally stood outside the door of the Golden Jade Building.

"Ziyu is rampant, this seat is very annoyed, so Jinyulou Feiyan and the crowd to exterminate the Ziyu vanguard as a punishment!"

Zhao Haochen's eyes were lowered, and a cold aura spread out from his body, and the bloodthirsty killing swept through the space, and the hideous anger was like a terrifying angry dragon, roaring, cold and ruthless.

"Feiyan commands!" Feiyan cleared her throat, trying to make her voice appear calm, but her expression was a clear expression of fear written on her face.

Holy envoy, this synonym for this terror, has already made Feiyan's heart tremble, not to mention, this order is even more bloody, extermination, this is just punishment, the fate that really awaits Ziyulou can be imagined, as soon as he thought of this, he shuddered coldly.

"Holy Envoy ......" Feiyan knelt on the ground, her voice trembled, her head lowered deeply, she didn't dare to raise her head, and she stopped talking.

Zhao Haochen suddenly felt that his previous arrangement was too redundant, how to gain Feiyan's trust, how to arrange, and how to escape after exposure made him struggle, but looking at the posture, it was really a waste of energy, and he couldn't help but sigh.

She didn't dare to doubt herself at all, how could she talk about exposure.

This exclamation was a point of leakage of the momentum he had worked so hard to build, Zhao Haochen was startled, and a huge sense of crisis instantly enveloped Zhao Haochen, he clearly felt that he didn't know how many breaths locked him, as long as he was a little exposed, the end could be imagined.

"Do you have any objections?" Zhao Haochen in the black robe frowned slightly, his cold momentum erupted like a volcano, a momentum of dominating the world and I am the king, like a fierce tiger, he pounced on Feiyan who was kneeling on the ground, and the aura of doubt shrank back as if he had seen something terrifying, and he didn't dare to show his head again.

Zhao Haochen had a layer of sweat stains on his forehead, his face was red, and his breath was slow, as if he was shrouded in great pain.

"This seat will help you, I don't want to see Ziyu's figure in Tianyuan tomorrow evening!" After speaking, he took a step and walked out, the arrogant and domineering killing aura echoed in the space for a long time.

Feiyan sat down on the ground, her graceful curved figure was gone, like a puddle of soft mud, the fear in her eyes slowly dissipated, and her pale face slowly recovered a trace of soft ruddy with her big breathing.

Until he disappeared from the sight of Jin Yulou, the killing aura on Zhao Haochen's body suddenly disappeared, and his trembling body seemed to have lost its support, and he collapsed weakly on the cold snow.

The biting cold was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, eroding his fragile body, gasping for breath, the cold air ran down his mouth, wandering wantonly in his internal organs and flesh meridians, as if a sharp blade was cutting his meridians.

In the land of the blood pool, I hazy saw this so-called holy envoy, and the eavesdropping device placed on Feiyan played a vital role, a large amount of essence and spirit were like flowing water, hula-la-la, he was prepared for the worst, but he didn't expect to create such an artistic conception, which almost made him collapse.

Feiyan's fear, which he didn't expect.

He had to reassess this holy envoy, it was not something ordinary people could do to make Feiyan so jealous.

He was guessing in his heart, the elder of the Golden Jade Building, the owner of the building, or the person from the Jade Emperor Building?

In short, this holy envoy has been labeled as dangerous by Zhao Haochen, and at the same time, Tianyuan has fallen into an extremely tragic battle......