Although Li Donghai is from Jianghu, he does not like riding horses. He always feels that riding horses is not enough to reflect his identity as the young master of Wanyuan Pavilion.
So he always rides in a sedan whenever he travels, no matter how far he travels.
This time he came to Zhenhai Tower in a sedan chair, so naturally he had to go back in a sedan chair as well.
Precisely because they were riding in a sedan, the speed of travel was really not fast, and the group of people just walked from day to night.
Li Donghai felt so depressed that he opened the sedan curtain and asked outside, "How long until we arrive?"
Ma Liu, who was carrying the sedan in front, gasped twice despite the pain and replied: "Young Master, we will be there in one hour."
Li Donghai stretched out his head, looked at the stars in the sky, and couldn't help but curse: "You bitch! Wasn't it fast when you went there? Why is it so slow to come back?"
Ma Liu's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss. He could only explain helplessly: "Young master, please calm down. It's really because all the brothers were injured, which affected the speed. If you just be patient a little longer, we will be there in an hour." "
Li Donghai cursed twice and then retracted his head. He cursed twice just to vent his anger. If he cursed too much, he would lose his identity.
He closed his eyes and meditated in the sedan chair, and unknowingly he felt sleepy. Just when he was about to fall asleep, the sedan chair dropped to one side and stopped.
The lower side is where Ma Liu is.
Being disturbed from his dream, Li Donghai cursed angrily again: "Ma Liu! Are you itchy? You are no match for me to kill Zhang Ren. Why are you so bad even in a sedan chair now? You piece of shit!" "
As soon as Li Donghai finished speaking, the other sides of the sedan also fell down. This made him feel a little angry, so he opened the curtain of the sedan and shouted, "What happened?"
But strangely enough, the subordinates outside were all standing there, the torches in their hands still burning, but no one responded.
"I see that you are all becoming more capable! When we return to Wanyuan Pavilion, I will definitely let my father skin you!" Li Donghai became even more angry and got off the sedan while cursing.
But when he came down, all the men around him were gone, and the torches that were burning just now also disappeared without a trace.
There is only endless darkness around Lidonghai.
The cruelty on his face disappeared, leaving only endless fear.
He trembled slightly and called out: "Ma Liu, Huyaya, you guys should come out. I won't scold you. Don't scare me!"
Li Donghai looked around and listened, but no one answered him at all.
The hair on his back stood up, and his footsteps kept poking backwards.
He didn't take two steps back when he tripped over something. He groped for a while and found a subordinate lying on the ground.
He stretched out his hand and shook it for a while, but the man didn't respond at all.
And Li Donghai also felt that his hands were a little warm and a little moist. He couldn't help but put his hands in front of his eyes, and he could see clearly that his palms were bright red with the help of a little starlight.
This blood is from his own men, so his men are dead?
Originally, seeing a dead person was not a scary thing for Li Donghai, but things were too weird, and the darkness around him aggravated his fear.
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Li Donghai couldn't help but crawl back. He couldn't tell the direction now and just wanted to escape as soon as possible.
But just after he climbed two steps, he touched another corpse. The pale face reflected the extremely indifferent starlight. This time Li Donghai could see clearly. Who could this corpse be if it wasn't Ma Liu?
Li Donghai's heart finally collapsed. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing. In his mind, only gods and ghosts could kill so many men quietly.
I don't know how many times I kowtowed, but blood was already visible on Li Donghai's forehead. He had done so many things in his life, and he was afraid that some evil ghost would come to seek his life.
He burst into tears and kept pleading: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I will definitely do good things in the future, and do good things every day!"
But there was no one around to answer him.
There was a bit of coolness in the night, and a breeze blew by, making Li Donghai shiver. As for whether he was frightened or really cold, perhaps only he knew.
Fear gradually spread in his heart, and just when Li Donghai felt like he was going crazy, he finally heard a sound.
Those were faint footsteps, coming towards him from far away.
Li Donghai's heart was extremely complicated. On the one hand, he was extremely afraid of the dark night and hoped to hear some noises and see some living people. But on the other hand, he was afraid that the footsteps were coming from the ghosts seeking his life.
With complicated emotions, he just looked forward to it blankly.
The steps stopped in front of him.
The man took out a torch and lit a torch.
Although this man looked a bit ugly, Li Donghai could still tell that the person in front of him was not a ghost, but a living person.
Of course, if Zhang Ren were here, he would definitely scream in surprise, because he is quite familiar with this ugly person, it is the Thousand Faces Man.
Li Donghai trembled his lips and said, "Save me!"
The Thousand-Faced Man did not move, but took out a token from his arms. By the flickering light of the torch, Li Donghai clearly saw the words "Jinyiwei" written on it.
People in the Jianghu were unwilling to interact with Jin Yiwei, but at this moment, Li Donghai used Jin Yiwei as his only straw.
He knelt on the ground, kowtowed twice, and begged sincerely: "Please, Lord Jinyiwei, save my life."
The Thousand-faced Man shook his head, raised an Xiuchun Knife, and asked, "Have you ever seen this knife?"
Li Donghai looked at it carefully, and then said in surprise: "I've seen it before, of course I've seen it before. This is Zhang Ren's sword. Did you kill Zhang Ren and take away his sword?"
Li Donghai's words were full of excitement, and he felt that the humiliation in his heart had eased a lot.
The Thousand-faced Man squatted in front of Li Donghai, shook his head slightly and said, "This sword is called Xiuchun Dao, and all Jin Yiwei will be equipped with one."
After hearing this, Li Donghai suffocated suddenly and thought of some extremely terrifying possibility, "Is Zhang Ren also a Jin Yiwei?"
The Thousand-faced Man nodded, and finally said: "You are finally smart for once, Li Donghai, you are too arrogant, and you take your Wanyuan Pavilion too seriously. You should never do this." , shouldn’t take action against Zhang Ren.”
How could Li Donghai have thought that Zhang Ren was a Jin Yiwei? If he had known about it, even if he had been given eight courages, he would not have dared to attack Zhang Ren. He might even have taken it upon himself to tie up Chu Xiyao and send her to Zhang Ren's bed.
He slapped himself in the face. It seemed that he didn't think it was enough, so he slapped himself again.
"I can't see Taishan. I shouldn't offend Zhang Ren. No, I shouldn't offend Mr. Zhang. Please ask Mr. Jin Yiwei to bypass me!"
Night rivers and lakes.
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