The monster-like Xie Xu suddenly appeared in front of him. Zhao Ba was so frightened that he wet his body and instinctively raised his knife to slash. However, before he even lifted the knife, Xie Xu suddenly slapped him on the head.
There was a crisp "click" sound, as if the watermelon fell to the ground. Zhao Ba's whole head was smashed to pieces! The white brains sprayed all over the bodies of several big men around him. Everyone was so frightened that they met the living King of Hell before they entered hell. One by one, they cried for father and mother, rolled and crawled, and ran away while clawing at the blood on the ground.
At this time, Xie Xu had become a crazy hungry lion. With red eyes, he was jumping around and killing randomly. As soon as he raised his hand, seven or eight lives were lost, and the blood mist dispersed with each move. In the wilderness, no one can be lucky under the claws of a mad lion. After just a few breaths, the noisy scene became eerily quiet. There was blood all over the ground, and with the deathly wind blowing, the stench billowed out from all over the land!
Seeing that there was no opponent to kill, Xie Xu was finally exhausted and exhausted, and his mind was even more exhausted. The whole person fell to his knees and couldn't help but vomited! …
But just now, Guo Jiao, the master of Yulin Mountain, had already run out of the inn while everyone was chasing him upstairs, and was hiding in the distance to observe. Secretly witnessing Xie Xu's killing scene, he was so scared that his whole body trembled and his lips and teeth trembled. Xie Xu's crazy lion palm was so cruel that more than forty people were beaten into pulp after just a few palms, as if they were made of paper. I'm afraid if ten times more people come, it won't be enough. No wonder Black Blood Tower ranked Yu Wenlan second in the world back then. This was really not a random compliment. I also felt lucky in my heart. Fortunately, I escaped early, otherwise I would have been one of the dead souls under that palm.
Afraid of being discovered and silenced by Xie Xu, Guo Jiao carefully backed away and then began to run for his life in the dark night. However, before he had run thirty steps, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way. He was so frightened that he stopped suddenly and instantly saw that his back was soaked. After taking a closer look, he recognized that the man in black blocking the road was the evil god in black who was traveling with Xie Xu. "Mother", he collapsed directly to the ground!
At this time, Luofan's eyes were bright and he was walking towards me with a knife, like a wild wolf looking for food at night. Guo Jiao thought Luo Fan was here to silence him, so he was so frightened that he cried loudly. He fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly: "Young hero, have mercy on me! Young hero, have mercy on me! They want to kill people, and it has nothing to do with me. They and I are really not the same people! Please show mercy and spare me. I am seven Ten, I’m still thinking about dying! I’m just passing by, you pity me. I’m old and cheap, and I’m not worth your efforts..."
Luo Fan was speechless. This old man was too cowardly to be able to join the underworld. He took a step sideways to avoid the old man's kneeling. He said coldly: "Master of Yulin Mountain, Guo Jiao. I know your details. What happened tonight must not be revealed to anyone. If I hear a trace of it, you will be dead even to the end of the world. Do you understand?"
When Guo Jiao heard that the other party did not kill him, he kowtowed in joy: "I know! I know. Thank you so much, young hero, for not killing me! I must keep my mouth shut. If I violate it, my whole family will die!..."
Guo Jiao kowtowed one hundred and eighty times in one go. Only when there was no movement from the other party did he dare to raise his head carefully. When he found that the person in front of him had long since disappeared, he stood up holding on to his weak and trembling legs. Try to walk a few steps with strength, then release your posture and run away like crazy. It looked like there was a ghost following behind.
In the field, Xie Xu squatted down and vomited for a long time before standing up. For the first time in his life, he let go of his murderous nature. This feeling is as if a big hole has been opened in the soul unintentionally, and the evil and demonic obstacles that I was most afraid of before have taken the opportunity to get in and fill it up. Losing your mind is already regrettable, let alone causing such irreparable consequences.
Looking at the blood he caused in front of him, his face was filled with fear and confusion. He raised his hands and looked at it, feeling for the first time how terrifying the power he possessed was! At this moment, he extremely hated having such ability, and even had the idea of not using force anymore.
Seeing Xie Xu's pale face, Zhao Xue stepped forward and asked with concern: "Brother! Are you okay?"
Xie Xu looked at the bloody scene around him, frustrated and confused, and seemed to be muttering to himself: "Is it really right to kill so many people?"
Zhao Xue was naturally bold, and replied with a nonchalant expression: "Of course you are right. They are the ones who want to kill us, and we deserve to die. If it weren't for your ability, we would have been chopped into pieces by them. If I hadn't been poisoned , I must kill a few more of them with my own hands!"
Xie Xu sighed deeply: "Oh! Jianghu!"
At this time, Luofan came over in black clothes and masked face. Looking at the broken limbs and bodies all over the ground, I was also impressed. Being able to use the Mad Lion Palm so powerfully makes him worthy of being the disciple chosen by Yu Wenlan. If this comes to the battlefield, he will definitely be a killing war god.
When Zhao Xue saw Luo Fan, she was surprised and said, "Where were you just now? I thought you were being killed!"
Luofan smiled proudly: "You think I am you, and you have been charmed by someone without even knowing it. You two go back and rest, and I will deal with the aftermath. By the way, although all the guests in the lobby are dead, don't sleep too hard. Don't forget that this is a dark shop. The overt danger has been lifted, but the secret danger has not been reduced."
Zhao Xue snorted coldly: "You are smart. We are getting beaten here, but you hide and relax."
Luofan couldn't help but smile: "I advised you not to come. It's because you have to go to this black shop to experience it. However, tonight is not in vain. You finally understand what Jianghu is."
Zhao Xue gave Luo Fan a blank look, then supported Xie Xu, who had a pale face, back to the inn.
Seeing Xie Xu leaving, Liu Wuniang dared to run out of the woods with a dozen swordsmen. She was also frightened by Xie Xu just now. She thought that at most a few people would die tonight, but who would have thought that they would all die. Looking at the pool of blood and flesh all over the ground, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to pick out a whole corpse. Even though he had seen many big scenes, he couldn't help but frown.
Liu Wuniang pinched her waist, her face wrinkled, and she said angrily to Luo Fan: "The body is broken into pieces like this, how do we deal with it? You are really smart, you asked us to help you clean up such a mess for a hundred taels of silver!" "
Luo Fan also changed his face and warned: "Isn't it the special skill of your black horse gang to make people disappear? I don't want anyone to know about what happened tonight. Xie Xu and the others have never been here. Listen clearly. ?"
Upon hearing Luofan's request, Liu Wuniang was so angry that she trembled all over. She pointed around with her pipe and pot, and shouted: "So many people have died, how can I hide it? I can hide it when the master comes to investigate." Really? Besides, Qingsongzhai and Yihu Gang are also big and well-known gangs nearby, can my little inn offend them?"
Seeing that Liu Wuniang didn't care about her words, Luofan moved and suddenly disappeared in the night. The cold steel knife in her hand had made a circle around Liu Wuniang's neck without leaving any trace! In an instant, Liu Wuniang's bun fell to the ground, and the smoking pipe in her hand broke into two pieces, leaving a ring of ice on her neck.
It felt like someone had cut my neck, and the coldness of death penetrated my heart. Liu Wuniang trembled, sweating through her clothes, and her face turned pale with fear. He touched his neck with trembling hands. There was no wound, and then he relaxed and took a deep breath. Looking at Luofan again, I realized how clever and vicious his methods were. The swordsmen beside her stood there in a daze, not even understanding what was happening.
Luofan made a move to demonstrate and said coldly: "Destroying your Wuliu Inn is just a matter of fingers. If I hadn't missed your kindness just now, how could I have kept you alive tonight? You don't have to hide it for too long. You can hide it for seven or eight days. If the news leaks out before then, I will send people to kill you and burn your inn. Do you understand?"
Liu Wuniang already understood Luofan's methods and said fearfully: "Everything must be obeyed by the young hero!"
Luofan put away the knife, threw another five hundred taels of silver to Liu Wuniang, and said: "This is five hundred taels, which is coolie money for you. Let your people burn the body clean and throw it all into the river to feed the fish." "
Showing the knife is to let her know her ability, and giving the banknote is to show her background. No matter how stupid Liu Wuniang is, she should understand by now that he is not an ordinary person. I couldn't help but curse in my heart, this kid is so damn vicious, even darker than their underworld!
Luofan knew that the trouble tonight was too big and it was impossible to hide it. But if we can delay it for a few days, we can wait for Xue Yang and the others to settle down in the capital. At that time, it would be no big deal if the Qingsongzhai people came to question him again.
In the early morning, the sky is just green and bright, and the sun has not yet risen.
Outside the Wuliu Inn, the birds were singing and the trees were quiet, and it was a harmonious atmosphere. There was no hint of the fighting scene last night.
Several morning guests who had just passed by were eating breakfast in the hall. The waiter in a gray cotton robe was busy cleaning and serving tea and water, as diligent as ever. Zhao Xue and Xie Xu stayed up all night, looked tired and yawned as they walked down the stairs.
