"Hehe! When traveling in the world, you still need some means."
As if he saw Luo Chen's thoughts, Zheng Xiaoliu smiled at Luo Chen.
Luo Chen smiled and nodded again to express his approval.
"hehe!"
When Zheng Xiaoliu saw this, he smiled and turned his head, preparing to question the old man.
But at this moment.
Sudden!
"Well……"
"Wow..."
"Bang..."
The old man stopped suppressing his hysterical laughter in vain. Jingba, who was lying in a mess of wood outside the counter, suddenly burst into flames, broke through the wooden window next to him, and escaped.
Three voices came out almost at the same time. When Luo Chen turned his head to look, Jing Ba was getting up from the ground outside and running away into the distance.
Luo Chen quickly turned around and looked at the old man, only to see that the old man's face turned purple, and black blood kept coming out of his mouth. He died in a short while, and his death condition was the same as that of Jing Jiu.
"It's the hidden killing poison exclusive to the Hidden Killing Sect. The man just shot it."
Zheng Xiaoliu swallowed, pointed at a fine poisonous needle on the old man's neck, and said to Luo Chen. If the fine needle had been shot at him just now, then he would be the one who died now. Zheng Xiaoliu suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
dripping.
"Um!"
Luo Chen nodded. When the fine needle shot at the old man, he felt it. But when he saw the old man like this, he knew that the old man would not speak, so he did not take action. Moreover, when Jing Ba escaped, he did not
to stop it, because he had other plans in mind.
"Clang!"
At this moment, the waiter who had fainted behind the door woke up at some point, jumped up, slammed the door and ran away.
Glancing at the waiter who escaped out the door, Luo Chen turned his head and said to Zheng Xiaoliu: "You go catch the waiter, and I'll chase the middle-aged man."
After saying that, without waiting for Zheng Xiaoliu's response, Luo Chen jumped out of the counter and flashed out of the broken window that Jing Ba had opened.
When Zheng Xiaoliu saw this, he didn't hesitate. He walked out of the pawn shop and chased the waiter in the crowd.
After leaving the pawnshop, Luo Chen came to the street. At this time, the sky was getting dark and there were fewer pedestrians on the street.
Luo Chen let go of his senses and sensed Jingba's presence in a deserted alley on the street. So, he was not in a hurry and walked slowly towards the alley.
At this time, Jingba was leaning against the wall in the alley, breathing heavily. He had just committed murder and fled in a hurry, which consumed a lot of his energy. Coupled with the injuries on his body, he had to stop.
Come down and rest.
Taking another two deep breaths, Jing Ba looked down at the wound on his chest with lingering fear. He never expected that the sword he forged with black iron would be broken by Luo Chen so easily. He was careless and almost broke it.
Let him die.
Not daring to stay for long, Jing Ba hurriedly took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out the medicine powder and sprinkled it on the wound. Then he pulled a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes and bandaged the wound a little before continuing to run into the alley.
Behind him, Luo Chen, sensing all this, smiled and continued to follow unhurriedly.
Jing Ba walked back and forth in the network of alleys, turning his head from time to time to pay attention to what was going on behind him.
It wasn't until it was completely dark and after he was sure that no one was following him that Jingba plunged into the civilian area in the southwest of the city. After walking through several dirty alleys, he stopped in a dilapidated courtyard in a remote place.
.
Turning his head, looking around and seeing no one around, Jing Ba knocked rhythmically on the wooden door of the small courtyard a few times.
After a while, no one opened the door, so Jing Jiu knocked on the door a few more times. It was not until the third time that a faint light came on in the small courtyard.
Then, the wooden door of the small courtyard was opened slightly from the inside, and an old woman with a wrinkled face, gray and sparse hair covering half of her face, holding a cane, and a hunched back appeared behind the door.
Although the old woman looked very old, if she looked seriously, her aura was strong, and she was already a second-rate late-level warrior.
"Is it you? Why are you here..."
The sound like a knife cutting glass came from the old woman's mouth. The old woman seemed not to notice the injuries on Jing Ba's body, and stared directly at Jing Ba's eyes with one of her exposed eyes.
"I was hurt, come here and hide."
As Jing Ba spoke, he unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth and tilted his neck to relieve the discomfort caused by hearing the old woman's voice.
Hearing this, the old woman moved her eyes away from Jingba's face, looked at the injuries on Jingba's body, and then stepped aside to make way for her: "Come in!"
"Um!"
Jing Ba glanced around, then walked into the small courtyard.
The old woman stretched out her head, glanced around, and then closed the courtyard door.
And on a big tree in the distance opposite the small courtyard, Luo Chen, who was watching all this, jumped down from the tree, touched the ground with his feet, and flew towards the small courtyard. Then he touched the courtyard wall and floated to the roof of the small courtyard.
, hidden in a dark place.
In a room in the small courtyard, the old woman helped Jingba take care of his wounds again, and while packing her things, she asked:
"Who is the eighth killer in your sect who can hurt you like this?"
"A boy."
Jingba said bitterly, and pinched the jasmine seeds again. Although he had heard the old woman's voice too much, Jingba still felt uncomfortable, but now that he was living under someone else's roof, he could only endure it for the time being.
"Young man? What young man?"
The old woman was stunned, stopped what she was doing, and looked at Jing Ba in surprise.
"Jing Jiu's mission goal."
Jing Ba looked puzzled and said softly.
"Jing Jiu?"
The old woman frowned: "You just arrived in Wuwei City today and already you know the whereabouts of Jing Jiu?"
"Um!"
Jing Ba nodded: "Jing Jiu failed in his mission and died! Today, that boy came to the stronghold, attacked it, and injured me as well."
"The stronghold was attacked?"
The old woman looked at Jing Ba in shock and said anxiously: "What about Old Man Zhao?"
"Dead!"
Jing Ba's eyes were dim and his voice was low: "That Luo Chen tortured him to extract a confession and asked him to reveal the person who issued the mission. I couldn't bear to see him suffer again, so I killed him."
"What?"
The old woman stared at Jing Ba, her voice like a millstone grinding broken glass: "You actually killed Old Man Zhao?"
Hearing such a sound suddenly, Luo Chen, who was hiding in the darkness of the roof, immediately frowned. Luo Chen could tolerate the old woman's voice before, but this time, Luo Chen's teeth also felt sore.
Jingba twisted his body, trying hard to endure the discomfort caused by the old woman's voice, and explained: "Even if I don't kill him, he won't survive. If I kill him, he will suffer less. Besides, he
I have been caught. In order to avoid leaking secrets, you also know the rules of the sect."
"snort!"
The old woman's voice remained the same: "Even so, you shouldn't kill him, but find a way to rescue him."
"It's not that we can't help, but there's really nothing we can do about it."
Jing Ba smiled bitterly and pointed to his chest: "It's hard for me to protect myself like this. Do you think I can still save him?"