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64. Green Shirt Guest

Piao Tianzi      64. Qingshanke

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? He saw a hand that appeared behind the man in gray robe. Although the hand was not as wide as him, it grabbed the man in gray robe like a pair of iron pliers. The latter reacted very quickly. The short knife in his hand quickly stabbed towards his body, but with a "ding" sound, I don't know what hard object it touched and I couldn't make any progress.

Then there was a "click" sound that something broke. His whole body stiffened, and he felt a little warm on his back. He stretched out his hand and touched it. Only then did he find that it was his own blood, covered with his palms, dripping downwards, while the short knife of high-quality material broke all the way, and the remaining gaps were uneven and flashed with a terrifying cold light.

The man in the gray robe seemed to understand something. He turned around blankly, but saw a smiling face with a shallow smile, his eyes as deep as the vast starry sky.

"You...you!" He stretched out his bloody palm and took a lot of effort to say two words intermittently.

His back was soaked in blood, and then the cold wind blew it into pieces of ice slag, which temporarily stopped the gushing blood, giving him a little breathing opportunity.

"Despicable! Who is your priest? If you dare to act fiercely behind your back, aren't you afraid of offending me, "Qiying Sect"?"

The man in gray robe asked panting, a lot of blood was gone, and he felt that his feet were light and had no force at all, so he had to lean against a pine tree before he could barely stand up.

"It's a big fate, but unfortunately, I won't leave any disaster!"

The man, as soon as he was accustomed to Qingshan, did not answer his words, but frowned slightly and stretched out a index finger, and shot out a stunning blue light from it, which pierced through the man's head in an instant.

Looking at the figure of the latter slowly falling down, the man shook his head and sighed: "It would be fine if the three brothers of others are affectionate and righteous, but they regard killing as a kind of fun. You have become a demon, but I am too lazy to pass on the transformation!"

The man snorted coldly, shook all the flying snowflakes several feet away, and turned around and wanted to leave, but the hunter boss quickly reacted and quickly called him.

"Please stay with your benefactor!"

He rushed forward to block the man's way, bent his knees and knelt down heavily, splashing white snow.

"I dare not thank you for saving my life. I just want my benefactor to be able to get my name and follow me down the mountain to go to the humble residence for a while. Moreover, the person you just killed was from the 'Qiying Sect', which is one of the top sects here. If they learn that you have killed their disciples, even if you are at the peak of the martial arts master, it will be a bit troublesome."

"Qiyingmen?" Qingshanke frowned and thought for a while, with a hint of confusion on his face, "I haven't heard of it, it's better to go down the mountain with you, but I also have some questions in my heart to get the answer."

"Okay!" The burly man praised, and he suddenly stood up and walked towards the dead man in gray robe, and he called out at the same time: "Second brother, third brother, come here together, we will deal with this person, but don't leave any traces for someone to follow."

"Dig a hole and buried it deep!" The second brother nodded, thought for a while and said, "There are also grays and they are in a hurry, so let's bury them together, but this thing is cheap!"

"This is not the convenience of being able to find?"

The Qingshan Guest frowned and asked as he watched the three of them fucking hard. The pieces of ice slag were thrown up, the snow on the ground was half a foot thick, and further down there was hard ice concrete, which was very difficult to dig. These three hunting fathers should have practiced martial arts. The burly man was afraid that his strength was not a thousand pounds. Even so, he was exhausted and panting in a short while.

"It can be found, but it will take some time to delay. If this man in the gray robe is acting secretly alone, it will take a long time before the people in the Qiying Sect will discover his disappearance, and we can plan how to overcome this crisis." The man raised his head in the snow pit and replied.

The Qingshanke looked at the depth of the pit and looked at the sky, then suddenly waved his hand and said, "When do you want to dig like this? I'm afraid I can't finish it before dark, so let me do it!"

"You're here?" The man was stunned at first, but then he immediately realized that the other party was a person who could use energy to expose his energy, and his skills were too much better than them. Therefore, people were indeed much more suitable for them to take action than themselves.

"Then I'll have a hard time!" He was not a pretentious person, not to mention that he had already received great kindness from the other party, and his debts were not bad for the current debt.

The big man quickly called his brother to jump out of the pit, stood aside from afar, waiting for the Qingshan Guest to show his might.

The latter took a deep breath, reached out and patted his palm lightly, but heard a loud "bang" sound, and the whole earth trembled slightly. The man took out his buzzing ears, shaking and drunk, and walked forward to take a look. His whole body was shaking, his eyes widened like a copper bell.

The pit was more than two feet deep, and there was a bare black rock underneath, with no trace of soil. Just a palm in the air could create such a huge power. In his impression, the head of the Snow Sect could only barely do it. He was definitely not as relaxed as the other party. After slapping it, his face did not blush or beating.

No wonder he was not afraid of the revenge of the "Qiying Sect". I imagine that if he had such skills alone, he would have the courage to be fearless!

"Buried them deep! The blood is too heavy, so eye-catching!" The Qingshanke frowned. After the three hunters threw all one and four dogs into the pit, they thought about it and asked them to scrape all the blood-deep snow mud into the cave, and fill it with a lot of frozen soil. They breathed a sigh of relief after all the traces disappeared.

"Let's go, we'll go down the mountain, but you can't come back here!"

The three of them were shocked when they heard this, and they looked at each other and nodded silently. "The words of the benefactor must be kept in mind. Since a strange thing happened in this mountain, no large beasts have come. Even the hares are only a few. They can't fill their stomachs even if they catch them, they will not come even if they ask me to wait. Besides, the hunting dog is dead, so it is difficult to hunt."

"My surname is Chen, so I don't have to call you by the benefactor. I said that killing the man in gray is not willing to stand his actions. I just save you by the way. I don't have to take this as a favor in my heart." The Qingshanke replied indifferently, with the ancient well on his face, and everything seemed to be calm and gentle.

"It turned out to be Chen Engong, but the grace of saving lives should be repaid with a bribe. How can we not remember it in my heart?" the big man shook his head and said.

"Well, let it go!" The Qingshan Guest sighed, jumped lightly under his feet, and it slid down the mountain like a big bird, without a trace of falling to the ground.

"Treading the snow without trace!" The third brother of the Hunter said in surprise, "Brother, this skill is much more intelligent than our leader!"

The burly man was stunned and suddenly realized, and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain, shouting: "My benefactor wait!"
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