A body with half of the stripped human skin hanging in the woods in front of Kangba Village, hanging alone, swaying in the wind, with a pair of eyes bulging out of their sockets, and their tongues stretched out long. Goosebumps all over their body when they looked at it. △↗,

This is a plateau warrior in the Temple of Kamba, an excellent plateau warrior. At this moment, the warriors who could fight all over the world died. They were hung on the tree without any room for resistance, and then half of their body skin was peeled off. The peeled skin was deliberately not completely peeled off, drooping from the heels and falling straight to the ground.

This is the fifth corpse. One is tortured to death every day, and the methods of torture are completely different. The first corpse is directly dismembered; the second corpse's head is placed in the octagonal tower behind Kangba, but its body is still in the river; the third corpse's abdomen is cut open, and the internal organs are pulled out more than ten meters long...

No one found out who did it, there was no clue. Some people even doubted whether there was a ghost. And more people suspected that there was a traitor inside Kangba, who used his familiar identity to complete the killing in an instant, and then created a creepy corpse.

Fear enveloped the entire Kangba Temple, and there was also a strong sense of suspicion. For a moment, everyone was in danger and silent. Even though they were all strong people, even if they were knowledgeable, they were shocked by the scenes that happened in front of them. Because they could not find any trace of the murderer, they even lurked in various places without sleeping all night, and did not find any movement.

The King of Mosinggana who guarded the only passage stared with red eyes and sat dejectedly in front of the corpse with the Mosinggana rifle in his hand. He had been withered for several days, and since the first day of the accident, he had been staring at the entrance of the passage with his eyes sharper than an eagle. Under his eyes, he could not escape any subtle movement.

For five days, he didn't notice it. The killing machine of Zhukov training camp surrounded them was not up the mountain, and he stayed at the foot of the mountain from beginning to end.

But every day, a person dies, and in the morning, he appears in front of everyone in the form of a corpse. Without a murderer, there may be a traitor, but who is the traitor?

At this moment, suspicion is even stronger than fear, and no one knows whether the next death will be himself.

"There is no enemy!" The King of Mosinggana made a hoarse voice and reported to Li Xian.

There are no enemies, but people are always dead... Li Xian's brows were frowning tightly, and his face became very ugly.

He believed that the other party had no enemies, so there was definitely no enemy. If you wanted to enter Kangba, there was only one unique way, let alone one, even if there were several ways, the King of Mosinggana could take care of him. What's more, the King of Mosinggana was not only the King of Mosinggana, but also the old ghost group Xiao Hongjun and Prince Shi.

They are all veterans who are well versed in military skills, and there is absolutely no possibility if someone wants to come in from under their noses.

If it is not an enemy, then it can only be an insider. But the question is, who is the insider? The earth dancer went crazy again?

Li Xian couldn't help but look at Yue Zilong, but immediately left. It's impossible. The earth dancer wouldn't be assassinated when he went crazy. He would openly fight everyone. What's more, the earth dancer now wouldn't go crazy at all. His madness would have been cured long ago. With Dingdang by his side, he wouldn't be crazy no matter what.

"Have you ever seen such a killer who comes and goes without a trace?" Li Xian asked Dingdang with a tired look on his face.

Dingdang shook his head and looked at Yue Zilong.

"See." Yue Zilong thought for a while and said slowly: "But there is no killer who can escape the eyes of the eldest brother, nor is there a killer who can escape the eyes of the King of Mosinggana."

There are killers who come without a trace, and there are mysterious people. Of course Yue Zilong has seen them. But the appearance without a trace is just a description. No killer can reach the point of invisibility. Without passing through the only path, is it because he climbed up from the surrounding cliffs?

Yue Zilong glanced at the rocky cliff that wrapped the entire Kangba and shook his head gently.

It is impossible. The temple of Kangba is surrounded by steep cliffs on three sides, and only the only mountain road can be accessed. No one can climb from the cliff and commit an offense because conditions do not allow it.

"It was all caused by the old ghost group coming in!" A middle-aged Kangba warrior stared at Xiao Hongjun and others with caution and said: "This happened shortly after you came in. Maybe this killer is yours!"

"Impossible." Xiao Hongjun stared at the Kangba warrior and said in a deep voice: "Our people are separated from yours, and..."

"But your strength can definitely do all this, just the Earth Dancers!" The warrior Kangba pointed his finger at Yue Zilong and said loudly: "The Earth Dancers will go crazy. When he becomes crazy, no one knows anything. This is something we Kangba has seen."

For this offensive language without any basis, Yue Zilong just smiled elegantly and did not care about it. He knew that refuting was useless and did not need to refute it. At least Li Xian knew that this was not the case.

"What if I say it's your Kangba's inner demon?" Xiao Hongjun took two steps forward and stared at Kangba Bushi coldly and said, "Shut up your mouth without any evidence. Is it impossible to see if someone deliberately makes us fight in the internal conflict? If you dare to point the finger at any of my people, I will kill you with one shot!"

Xiao Hongjun, who was shaved with a bald head and covered in bloody smell, was extremely tough. This kind of unfounded accusation of Yue Zilong was not anything, but he had to make a strong counterattack. Because he was the leader of the old ghost regiment and his personality was the kind of extremely furious. The God of War on the counterattack battlefield was not so easy to get along with, and he would always be soft but not hard. If you respect him, he would give you ten points; if you shake his face, he would make your face bloom all over!

It is precisely because of his personality that he became the leader of the old ghost group. This is a group of old guys. He always needs someone who has remained passionate to lead the way, so that they think they are still young and full of the unique motivation of young people.

"Captain Xiao, are you sure this problem was not the case because you came to Kangba?" Another older Kangba warrior stared at Xiao Hongjun.

"I'm not sure, but I'm sure it was not ours!" Xiao Hongjun said proudly: "My son saved Kangba's danger back then. Now the ones standing in front of you are the masters and elders who are closest to my son. Although we are a bit shameless in fighting, we are not yet in that respect!"

A sentence passed by, leaving the other party speechless.

Xiao Yuanchao once saved Kangba's biggest crisis, and almost all the members of the old ghost group were Xiao Yuanchao's closest elders. Questioning these people is equivalent to questioning Xiao Yuanchao.

"Listen, no one of us old people will lose face, because we can't afford to lose face." Xiao Hongjun hugged his arms and continued proudly: "Li Xian's daughter Li Linglong, your princess of Kangba is my son's person. When Li Xian dies, the boss Kangba may be my son's person. The only heirs are my son's person. Isn't that natural?"
Chapter completed!