This confirms my previous guess that the reason why she borrowed a knife to kill someone was because of a certain causal relationship and it was inconvenient to do it herself.

In other words, although I am considered an immortal person by them, they cannot kill anyone who wants to. Killing me will also reveal a certain secret and be contaminated with extremely bad karma.

"Don't you dare to do it? Then don't waste time. You're a broken coffin. Even if Jiang Qingyi from the Eight Corpses Sect performs a spell in front of me, it won't be enough to look at!"

The cold man glanced at Su Qinghe casually, then ignored her and said to me: "Chen Huangpi, come with me. I have something to explain to you."

He was walking in front, and I followed cautiously, with question marks popping up in my mind.

Is he Grandpa’s friend? Or does he want to protect me for other reasons?

He obviously knows a lot about my life experience. He was sitting at the table with my relatives just now. Could he really be sincerely helping me?

When they came outside the venue, countless pairs of eyes looked over. When they saw the cold face of the cold man, no one dared to look directly at him.

Shen Chujiu lowered his head, for fear of being seen by him. After all, Su Qinghe, the Eight Corpse Sect who had just silenced everyone, could only give in in front of him.

After walking a few steps, Su Qinghe's cold voice suddenly came: "Stop, leave Chen Huangpi behind!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Qinghe rushed out, and the ghost mother's coffin was suspended in her hands. I felt a faint sense of uneasiness.

She has the strength to forcefully open the door of hell, so the trump card she relies on is absolutely terrifying, and she may summon something extremely terrifying.

The aloof man turned around slowly, his expression unwavering.

He just reached out his hand to his back and took off the sword-shaped leather bag he had been carrying.

The weight of the leather bag was beyond my imagination. When its bottom hit the ground, the whole ground shook slightly.

This is not a sword, the shape looks more like a rectangular knife or a giant ruler.

He opened his pocket, and the magic weapon finally showed a little bit of its features.

Dark green handle, wide black ruler body.

Just looking at it a little bit made me break out in a cold sweat.

If your guess is correct, this may be the legendary Ming Zhen ruler that grandpa talked about!

There are many legends about the Ming-Suppressing Ruler, and no one knows where it came from or who its owner is. According to the "Yin Yang Treasure Record", the Ming-Suppressing Ruler has appeared only a handful of times in history, and every time it appears, it will suppress all directions.

How come the Ming Zhen Ruler is in his hand? Who is this cold man? I began to suspect that his real age is not as young as he appears.

Su Qinghe obviously recognized the Zhenming Ruler, and she immediately took back the Ghost Mother's coffin.

"I didn't expect that there would be people like this who would protect Chen Huangpi. You are very strong and I am no match for you. I'm leaving, but no matter who you are, you will regret it!"

After saying that, Su Qinghe looked at me again and said: "Chen Huangpi, it seems that your life should not be cut off today, but you will still die."

After leaving these words, she left directly.

The aloof man suddenly pulled out the Ming Zhen ruler and thrust it into the door of Ye's villa, causing the ground to shake.

Not far away, Shen Chujiu spit out a mouthful of blood and stumbled to the ground.

"Everyone, listen to me, no matter who you are, whether it is the Eight Corpses Sect or the Fengshen Sect... Before Chen Huangpi's twenty-fourth year of life, whoever dares to kill him will forever suppress the Netherworld. !”

The aloof man's tone was extremely cold and arrogant, as if he came from another world.

And I know that he is not talking to Shen Chujiu, nor to the Feng Shui masters who are watching, they are not qualified yet.
Chapter completed!