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Chapter 32: Jiu Murder's Killing Bureau

As the night became deeper, the scolding began to snow heavily, and it fell again, and it was always snowing!

The escorts who had been on the road for a day were tired. They were so tired that they fell asleep by the campfire after eating.

Wu Que had a dark face, and he had this expression from the moment Yue Yan scolded him. For some reason, he ran to the woods alone to vent, punching the trunk in front of him!

The snow falling on the branches almost turned his hair white, but he kept swearing to interrupt the tree!

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Yan Qing sat on the branch at some point, and he tsk, disdainful and contemptuous.

Do you know that lonely people must have reasons for their loneliness. To be honest, how can those good people who treat others with smiles be lonely?

For his own rights, Yan Qing had to do some inhumane things. He said that heroes have no regrets... but heroes also sing loneliness like songs.

So Yan Qing understood Wuque's mood very well. Wuque is definitely not a good person, just like Yue Yan scolded him, he was worse than beasts and had to go to the eighteen levels of hell!

Wuque didn't even look at Yan Qing. He turned around and walked deep into the forest, but he could tell from his eyes that his anger had not subsided.

Yan Qing did not follow him, and he asked with a smile, "Is that girl your old lover? Or did you have occupied her body before?"

Wuque just pretended that he didn't hear it. Obviously it wasn't.

Yan Qing asked again: "Then did you kill her whole family?"

Wuque still didn't look back, so he almost walked away.

Yan Qing suddenly patted her head: "Why did I forget her original purpose? She wanted to come to rob the raid at first, which means that there must be something wrong with this raid. This raid--"

"This dart is a black dart, the black-hearted money I want to make. If this dart is successful, it will kill many people. That's it, so what? Who stops me?"

Wu Que finally was willing to monologue his thoughts, yes, so what? Who can stop him from doing bad things?

"Do those studs know?" Yan Qing asked coldly.

"I don't know, I recalled them from my home and gave them three times the reward." Wu Que said as he came, he slowly pulled out his knife, got closer and closer, even aggressive!

"Don't even know Wei Qun?"

"Wei Qun doesn't know, and his role is just to explore the way for me, because this escort is very special, and I need someone to touch the deadly fuse for me!"

"You are so cruel!"

"People are cruel! I just want to pay money. All the bodyguards are rewarded with a drop in the bucket, and all the remaining money is mine!"

Wu Que had already pulled out his sword, and he slashed it with a knife - "Crack!" The big tree that Yan Qing lived in was cut off with one knife!

The tree was broken, but Yan Qing jumped from this tree to another tree. His eyes were even cooler than night. The sadness was already trembling in his hands.

Wuque had red eyes lit up, and he pointed at Yan Qing with a knife and said, "The guest once told me that this trip was known to heaven and earth, and he knew me, and I promised him that I would never let the third person know!"

Yan Qing sneered: "But you told me in person, and you want to kill me now, which makes people want to laugh."

Wu Que jumped onto a branch, and in an instant, the two returned to the moment of fighting against each other on the cliff. His sword was shining with cold light, and his murderous intent turbulent heaven and earth!

"Yan Han, your wisdom and sword skills are unique in the world, and the twelve cities of the world have changed. I only know that three of them have such a courage. The first person is the Lord of Wanjian Pavilion, the grief of white hair, his sword is few, and the sword is floating in life, and it is definitely not like your sad shuttle!"

Yan Qing nodded: "He was sad and grief. He was so passionate and sad that he told the world with his white hair at a young age that his Floating Life Sword was not used to kill people, but to save people!"

Wu Que said again: "The second person is a top-notch killer standing at the top of the sword net. The sun and moon are cold light, and the shooting star is cut off. He claims to be a sword master, and the twelve-step sword master is the only one in the world. He is the best in the world, and I cannot defeat him."

"He is just a killer weapon, not the best in the world."

"So you are arrogant and think that you are the number one swordsman in the world?"

"I? I'm not conceited," - "clang!" A dragon roar sword was unsheathed, Yan Qing stroked the sword with his left hand, his eyes quenched the sword, and his murderous aura washed the sword... The person in the sword, the sword in the human body, the sword in the world is the best!

Wu Que was very disdainful: "I used to think Yan Qing was not conceited, but now I'm very conceited at first sight!"

Yan Qing only glanced at Wuque with the afterglow of his eyes. He was weighing whether this person should live or die?

"The sound moves the twelve cities but kills people like numb, cold and ruthless, stupid and unruly... Are you talking about Yan Qing?"

Yan Qing was very unhappy, he sneered: "It turns out that Yan Qing is such an annoying guy in the eyes of others. His reputation is not a good name, but a infamy, and it has been infamous for thousands of years!"

When Wu Que saw Yan Qing laughing at himself, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes: "So I don't believe in rumors, but when I see you in front of me, you are a hero."

Yan Qing also mocked: "Heroes are worthless, especially in troubled times. They say that winners are the ones who make the right and wrong decisions. Those who win can even tamper with history... If I win in the future, I will kill all those who say bad things about me, regardless of the age, weak, sick and disabled!"

"You are so pitiful." Wu Que's killing eyes suddenly turned, and he ran away on the branches and looked at the ancient temple.

Yan Qing was surprised, and he hurriedly followed with his sword: "Do you want to fight a duel in another place?"

"duel?"

"Isn't it?"

"I must have to fight you with the knife?"

"Then..." Yan Qing sighed for a moment. He was speechless. Yes, should he have to duel with a knife?

"Then what are you going to do?"

“Solve the trouble!”

Yan Qing was too focused on Wu Que's every move, and he didn't even notice the trouble.

When the real robbery came, he must be confident that he could rob this robbery, otherwise he would not have been deliberately lurking in the ancient temple here for so long.

The two of them could hear the battle outside the ancient temple from a distance. The people who robbed the robbers would never have few bodyguards! Suddenly, the sword lights and swords were affected in this quiet forest!

Fighting is accompanied by bleeding, and bleeding will bring pain. The screams and shouts in just a few breaths add to the fun of the forest.

All of them are completely wrong! This is not a bandit robber, it is a planned and ruled hunt!

The killers covered their faces and wore black uniforms. They were cold-blooded and ruthless, and their number was three or two times that of the mate. Although the mates were old people who had been around for many years, they still couldn't stand the cold-blooded killers. However, after a while, the pain and fear made them retreat step by step!

Killers surged from all directions, and even the ancient temple had hidden killers! This was a net of heaven and earth, and they surrounded the goods and even the escorts!

Wuque is like a sharp arrow, killing people by man, and demons blocking demons. Those black-clothed killers can't escape under his knife!

Yan Qing followed Wuque and saw a snowy road blooming. The splattered blood stained the snow on the ground red, steaming hot, and there were still people dying with their eyes closed!

Yan Qing had seen a more cruel massacre than this, so he walked leisurely. I don’t know if it was because of the fox’s power, none of the killers dared to stop them again.

"Wu Biao Head, Brother Yan!" Wei Qun held his shoulder and met him, and he was injured.

"Are you okay?" Wu Que stepped forward and asked with concern.

Wei Qun shook his head, and he gritted his teeth and circled around viciously: "It's just a small injury, but these bastards will hide! We're in their trap!"

Wu Que looked at the injuries of other corpses a few more times. Fortunately, they were experienced and had no shortage of ways to save their lives.

Yan Qing walked towards the carriage where Leng Yueyan was imprisoned. This was what he was most concerned about. But just as he was about to open the door - "Swish!" A flying knife came through the air, and the speed was so fast that it was about to be approaching!

"Bang!" The flying knife stared at the car door less than an inch away from him!

Yan Qing's hand was not moved, and he was not surprised. It was obvious that the flying knife did not mean to hurt him.

At this time, only a melodious voice came from the woods, accompanied by the rustling cold wind:

"I advise you not to disturb her rest, otherwise the next knife will kill you!"

Yan Qing's mouth was slightly raised, and he was another person who wanted his life, another person who overestimated his ability!
Chapter completed!
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