Chapter 375 The Aura of the Master (2)

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They stopped talking because they felt a master's breath coming out of the room, a master's breath that made them feel very depressed.

After a long time, the rapid footsteps came into their ears. The few people immediately became respectful, and all the arrogance they had just disappeared.

This was not what they did deliberately, but because under the murderous aura emitted from Dragon Castle, their arrogance had long been deprived of the strong sense of crisis.

"Come in." Dan Daofeng's familiar cold face appeared beside the dilapidated door, and looked at them with equally cold eyes, then said.

"Yeah." Several people nodded and followed.

The first floor was a little dim, without electric lights, and the sunlight outside could not shine in. They could only lean on their ears and follow the direction of the Dandaofeng, slowly walked to a staircase, and then climbed up the stairs.

There was only some light on the second floor. This shimmer made them feel a glimmer of hope and was the only comfort for their fear.

"Get in, the Dragon King is waiting for you." Shan Daofeng pointed to the small door facing the stairs and said.

"Yeah!" He agreed with a gritty bullet, then looked at his team members with some concern and asked, "What about them? What about them?"

"Don't worry, I'll make arrangements freely." Dan Daofeng said with promise, and took them to a small room next to them and invited them in.

She glanced at Yin Hui, who was standing at the door, and signaled him to go in, and then got into the room.

He stood at the door and hesitated for a long time. When he thought that there was a master who was respected by thousands of people inside. If he could be regarded as the leader of the martial arts world in ancient times, he would be more or less nervous to let him, a commoner, meet the leader of the martial arts world.

"Come in." Just as I was about to reach out and knock on the door, a thick and heavy sound suddenly came from inside. The sound seemed to have been specially processed, and then it made a dull drum sound.

He could actually notice that I was about to knock on the door? A master is definitely a peerless master.

He gently pushed the door, and the door opened. When it opened, it made a tender sound like a kitten calling, which was the only sound now.

The first thing that caught my eye was a quaint wooden bed, and then the white bedding that sank on the bed. When his eyes could see the whole room, he saw a rough man sitting upright on the recliner.

The big man was wearing striped pajamas, which looked a bit like the hospital gown. His eyes were half open, as if he was looking at the boy, and as if he was staring around without his eyes.

He was wearing a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, and his face, which was clearly angular like a knife, looked very peaceful and kind, as if... it seemed like the old man of the Lin family was having lunch break.

"Are you Yin Hui?" The old man spoke first.

"Yeah, yes." Yin Hui replied hurriedly. He noticed his incompetence at this time. He should have said hello on his own initiative, instead of looking at the old man like a monster. That would be too rude.

However, he was full of confusion. When he thought that the thick and heavy murderous aura just now emanated from such a kind old man, he felt a little disbelief and doubted himself.

"Does my appearance disappoint you?" the old man asked tactfully: "Is it not as tall and mighty as you imagined?"

"Somewhat." He said bluntly.

He didn't know why he answered like this, but he said it only with these two words in his mind.

What he didn't know was that all those who said this before were dead and were tortured to death by the Dragon King. It was not because they dared to be disrespectful to the Dragon King, but because when they saw the Dragon King, they were all stunned by him and were suppressed from the inside out. They didn't know what to say, but they could only express their true thoughts.

"Haha, it's interesting." The Dragon King suddenly laughed. Although he was arrogant, he was not arrogant. It was as if an old man next door had encountered something very funny, so he laughed wildly.

Not ostentatious or arrogant, it is like a normal old man laughing, without any internal force fluctuations, without any murderous intent, and even without any arrogance... This makes it difficult for him to judge whether this old guy would be the substitute of the Dragon King.

Because he knew that experts of this level would arrange some substitutes for their own safety.

"Young man, you led the troops to solve a five-star dangerous mission?" The Dragon King's smile faded, and a solemn expression appeared on his face again.

"There are many helpers to help me do it!" the Dragon King replied.

"Answer my question." The Dragon King asked with a firm tone. The solemn just now became a little angry. It seemed that he hated that someone would not answer his questions directly: "You just need to say yes or not."

"Yes!" He thought for a while, and then answered very simply.

"Yeah!" The Dragon King nodded: "Very good, very good." The solemnity and faint anger on the Dragon King's face quickly turned into a smile. After the gloomy turn, the Dragon King turned into a calm old man next door again.

"Stay for lunch." The Dragon King closed his eyes and said as he pretended to sleep.

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The Dragon King suddenly changed the topic, making Yin Hun look a little hasty, as if two dogs were fighting for a bone, and suddenly one of the dogs suddenly said to you: "Stay here for lunch!"

What will this make another dog think?

Bah, bah, you are a dog.

He was thinking randomly, but he didn't know how to answer the Dragon King's question, but he just looked at the Dragon King in a daze, thinking about the Dragon King's question.

"Why? Don't agree?" the Dragon King asked with a frown, as if he had encountered a difficult problem.

"Agree, agree." Yin Hui said repeatedly.

"Yeah!" He nodded with joy or sorrow, as if all this was originally within his imagination.

Regardless of whether you agree or not, the Dragon King is there, neither happy nor sad.

Next, it became quiet. Originally, there was silent in the Dragon Castle, especially in the afternoon, where everyone was taking a nap, even more silent.

Yin Hui stood in the room and even felt that the outside world had been occupied by a group of crazy zombies, otherwise how could the world be so quiet?

The Dragon King did not let him leave, and he did not dare to leave.

The Dragon King didn't let him stand here stupidly!

He was at a loss for a moment and didn't know what to do. He just looked at the old man who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, his expression was nervous and dazed.

His legs were covered with a wool blanket, his hands crossed, his head leaned back, and he fell asleep in a daze. Soon, he heard a slight snoring sound.

"You fell asleep so quickly?" Yin Hui looked at the old man in surprise, a little confused.

Such a master should turn a blind eye when he is sleeping, but this old guy actually slept so hard, which made Yin Hui feel that the Dragon King's substitute was even more suspicious.

"I'm leaving." Yin Hui said to the Dragon King in a low voice.

The Dragon King did not react at all, and still lay down on the sofa and fell asleep in a drowsy manner, as if he had not heard Yin Hun's voice at all.

He was sure that the Dragon King was really asleep, so he slowly left the room and walked to the next door. Just now, Dan Daofeng took all his subordinates to this room.

"How is it?" When Yin Hui pushed the door open, Shan Daofeng asked with a panic expression. From the anxious look on her face, she had been waiting anxiously in this room for a long time.

"What's wrong?" He looked at the single sword phoenix with an anxious look on his face.

"How is the Dragon King?" she asked anxiously. Now she has no time to joke with him.

"I fell asleep." He said, "and he also invited me to stay for dinner."

"Oh..." Shan Daofeng sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face, as if he had heard the end of the US president, frowning.

But I have to admit that even when she was frowning, her face was still handsome and charming.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her expression abnormal, Yin Hui asked worriedly: "Why sigh? Is it because he fell asleep and made you feel uncomfortable or let me eat and make you feel jealous?" He asked such a sarcastic question in a caring tone, which sounded even more ironic.

"Didn't the Dragon King tell you?" Shan Daofeng suddenly looked up and looked at the somewhat cynical man standing in front of him with burning eyes: "What did you say?"

"Tell me what?" It was his turn to be confused. He didn't see what language he and the Dragon King had in common.

"Things about him, such as...a wound disease, or something." Shan Daofeng looked at him, her eyes full of anxiety. If she opened his mind and could see what had just happened, she would go up without hesitation and open the deep and steady man's head, and then show the scene inside completely.

"No." He shook his head: "That old guy is sick?"

Whoosh!

Suddenly, an ice-like dagger suddenly shot from the direction of the window, breaking the glass and shooting directly into Yin Hui's eyes.

He was quick-witted and wanted to reach out but caught it, but found it was too late. In the blink of an eye, the dagger had already flew to the door, and he could even feel a gust of wind that he had pierced through the air.

He kicked the table leg hard, and with the rebound force, his body shifted in one direction, and then avoided the dagger.

Buzzing.

The dagger that pierced the wall trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound, just like a bee flying in her ear.

He was about to stand up and chase after him, but was stopped by Dan Daofeng: "Stop, you have lost." After that, he stood up and walked to the dagger that shot on the door, pulled it out, then carefully squatted down and picked up the broken hair in two pieces, returned to his seat, carefully retracted the dagger, and handed the hair to Yin Hui: "This is yours."

The hair, broken into two pieces, emitted a black light under the faint light from the window, shining in their eyes, causing an extremely cold fear to arise in Yin Hui's heart.

Indeed, even if he stands in the position of a top-notch master, he cannot escape the attack of another master's dagger... The opponent's strength must be very strong.

He has a way to cut off one of his hair, and it is easy to kill himself. Because a master of his level can predict the trajectory of the person being killed, the dagger will naturally make corresponding changes.

His eyes were dull and his face was pale, his heart was filled with fear.

Not long after this, I almost died under someone else's dagger, and shot my forehead directly... Damn, it's so fucking cruel.

"Are you scared." Shan Daofeng's face was full of sarcastic smiles: "This is the consequence of saying bad things about the Dragon King."

"Speak bad things about the Dragon King? Why don't I know that I'm talking bad things about the Dragon King? What I said was bad things about the Dragon King?" Yin Hui asked with a pure and confusion on his face.

"It's the saying that the Dragon King is sick..." Before he could finish his words, Yin Hui kicked the single sword phoenix's chair. With the power of rebound, he quickly rushed to the window, wanting to see who was attacking them.

An illusory figure swiftly past the window, and then there was nothing left, just as if the illusory figure had disappeared into the air...or that person was originally an invisible person.

Ding, buzzing.

A sharp and harsh sound came out of the wall again, and a sound like a mosquito was heard into their ears again.

Everyone looked closely and saw that there was another shaking dagger trembling on the wall where the single sword Feng was sitting just now.

If Yin Hui hadn't kicked the chair of the single sword Feng away, he would probably have been the single sword Feng hanging on the wall now.

"Boss, have you discovered something?" asked the scalpel with a pale face. They didn't even notice the two attacks just now. If they hadn't seen the dagger being shot on the wall buzzing and trembling, they would never have noticed that the dagger had just shot.
To be continued...