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Chapter Fourteen: Murder Tracking, Parting Ways

These two guys, who we thought had escaped long ago, actually died here. Their bodies were almost crushed into meat patties and sunk deeply into the soil. Around their bodies, there were a series of huge and disorganized

There were footprints, the surroundings were in a mess, and it seemed like there had been a fight.

Seeing this scene, we were all stunned, not knowing what happened.

The Evil Spirit Cult has nearly forty huts and affiliated gangs all over the country. However, not every hut has a person as powerful as the Twelve Demon Stars. The Yangshuo Honglu where the incident occurred was just

For a small helmsman, the strength of the owner is not very strong. However, even so, the person who has the strength to make the second gear driver and his men look like this can only stretch his fingers.

Wang Shanqing thought that the one who took action should be the search team that arrived earlier, and it might even be Boss Yao, the leader of the Fish Head Gang, or Lord Succubus. However, I didn’t think so. When I saw the footprints on the ground, each footprint was as big as a foot basin.

Sometimes it's light, sometimes it's heavy, it's vague, no trace can be found, it can't be said to be some kind of giant beast, or a virtual palm print like a little green dragon.

But even though I was thinking like this, I didn't say anything. My only purpose for this trip was to ensure and protect Yang Zhenxin's survival. Apart from that, other people ran away, and there was no way we were there.

What about comrades?

Wang Shanqing set the tone, and no one else objected, so the kid began to look for traces of his companions and the whereabouts of the huge palm print, and one of the fish-headed gang members who followed us, Lao Qin, was careful and found out between the two stalls of meat.

I picked two tokens and washed them in the stream, so that I could hand them over after taking them back, so as not to have no evidence at all and be laughed at.

However, as he was washing, he noticed that the stream turned red. He subconsciously shined his flashlight into the distance and saw a human hand bobbing in the water. Although he couldn't see the human body, in this cold and dark night,

It was quite scary. As soon as the man said hello, Wang Shanqing came over suddenly and pulled up the hand soaked in the water, but it was just a broken hand. Judging from the skin level, it had not been immersed in the water for a long time.

"There's something going on upstream!" Wang Shanqing was now a bit like a shark in the sea. As soon as she saw an opportunity to make a contribution, it was as if she smelled the smell of blood, and loudly greeted everyone to set off.

The upper reaches of this creek is a smooth canyon, and you need to wade through the water. The road is not easy to walk. Although Wang Shanqing is very anxious, no one else can keep up. It is very anxious and has no patience to continue to tolerate and wait for us.

These meek guys came over and told us to keep going up the stream without stopping. They went forward first to find out the news. In their absence, all actions were taken by Zhang Jian and Gao Haijun.

This little devil knows how to win people's hearts, but he never imagined that the person he is trying to win over now is the person he hates the most.

Zamao Xiaodao and I were overjoyed, nodded seriously and said, Senior Sister, don’t worry, we will rush there without stopping.

Although we solemnly promised, after Wang Shanqing left peacefully, the entire team's journey consciously slowed down - people who can practice to a certain level are not all stupid. Seeing the second stall of Yangshuo Honglu just now

Despite the tragic situation, whether it was the two fish-headed gangsters or Mo Xiaonuan, the succubus disciple, they all had an idea in their hearts, that is, it was definitely not Yao Xueqing and the succubus who took action.

For masters, killing is an art, not a way to vent anger. Crushing people into pulp is not a perversion, but it is not human behavior at all. And if we go up to it this time, it will definitely become

Cannon fodder.

Cultivation is not easy, so I know how to cherish my life. Not everyone in this world has the courage and determination to die generously, so our team walked slower and slower, and Mo Xiaonuan's body suddenly became weak, and in the turbulent little river

After falling a few times in the stream, her pretty little face turned purple from the cold, she couldn't help but sneeze, and she kept wiping away tears.

Her utter pitifulness made the two unshaven uncles of the Fish Head Gang feel pity and ask for help. However, they were not as considerate as Zamao Xiaodao, so they directly held the little girl's pure little hand from Succubus's sect and firmly held her hand.

They moved, walked slowly, and exchanged gentle greetings. Before long, the bodies of the dog man and woman were already close to each other.

Seeing this situation, the two uncles and I looked at each other in confusion. We both felt very depressed and discouraged. We didn't see what the yellow-faced man was capable of, and how he managed to seduce that beautiful young lady.

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We were jealous of each other along the way, and unknowingly we had been separated from Wang Shan for a long time. We were not in a hurry. Anyway, it was too late to die. We were not the only search team in this mountain. If the sky fell, we would always be there.

There is a big guy carrying it.

However, even if we deliberately delayed it and tacitly understood it, we still had to go on the road after all. After dawdling for more than half an hour, we finally came to a river beach again. We saw that the place was in a mess, and there were dark shadows lying in several bushes.

There was no movement at all - there was something going on! Our group was considered an elite group. We immediately dispersed and cautiously approached to investigate. We soon discovered that these people were from another search team. Unfortunately, they were already gone.

They were killed and looked at the state of death. Most of them were trampled to death or beaten to death with blunt objects. Only one of them had someone wrap their necks around their necks and strangle them alive.

I touched the soft neck of the deceased and found that there was a very smelly mucus on it. The thumb and index finger were merged and separated, and there were transparent filaments, showing extremely strong viscosity.

Seeing this situation, one of the Yutou Gang men named Lao Qin couldn't help but said: "Did they encounter the evil dragon of Mangshan?"

None of us are locals, so what on earth is this Mangshan crocodile dragon?

Lao Qin licked his lips and said that I didn’t know much about it. I just heard from the old people at home that our Mangshan Mountains were rarely affected by Quaternary glaciers, and there were many animals and plants from the Tertiary Period or older.

Preserved, among the 20,000 hectares and more than 150 thousand-meter peaks, there are countless giant pythons and venomous snakes living, and deep in the mountains, in a bottomless pit of ten thousand feet, there are all the world.

The largest den of poisonous snakes.

The old man said that there was a kind of crocodile-like four-legged dwarf dragon there. Its slender tongue alone could extend more than twenty meters, and it could reach out directly from the other side of the mountain and sweep away children and livestock... Later, the country invited

The Taoist priests at Longhu Mountain sealed the deep pit, so nothing happened. Looking at the situation today, could it be that the seal was broken?

Listening to what Lao Qin said vividly, everyone couldn't help but feel nervous. If this murderer were a human, there wouldn't be much to be afraid of. After all, if you can't fight, you can still run away, and if you can't run, you can still be reasonable, but this beast

They don't have to pay so much attention to animals. The deep mountains and old forests are their natural battlefield. If they become really fierce, it will be difficult to escape.

Just when we were feeling uneasy, we suddenly heard a low groan coming from the depths of the woods nearby.

The sound was not too loud, but in this quiet night, it was so harsh.

Mo Xiaonuan was the most knowledgeable about moans. She turned her ears and said immediately: "It's human, and it's also ours." We don't know how she came to this conclusion, but we didn't dare to delay in the slightest.

, quickly ran towards the depths of the dark woods beside the creek, and soon arrived at the source of the sound, only to see a man lying on the ground, unable to move.

When we got closer, we saw that the man was not lying down, but had fallen into the trap. His body from the chest down was on the ground, while his upper body was stuck at the entrance of the hole.

"Master Ma!" Lao Qin shouted loudly, squatting down to greet me. Under the light of the flashlight, I saw this distorted face. It turned out to be the little leader of the Fish Head Gang who had cast a hateful look at me earlier.

, because he was humiliated by me and Zamao Xiaodao, he had a grudge against us, but he didn't expect that instead of having a chance to take revenge, he was trapped here instead.

We were not in a hurry as one of the Evil Spirit Cults died, but Lao Qin and another man from the Fish Head Gang, Lao Kong, were anxious. They squatted down and shouted greetings, wanting to confirm the physical condition of this brother.

On the surface, Ma Er had no other problems besides falling into the hole. It was just the twisted expression of pain on his face that added a lot of terror. Ma Er was completely immersed in his own world of pain, constantly depressed.

He groaned loudly, his eyes almost bulging out, as if he was completely unaware of our arrival.

Lao Qin and Lao Kong took turns calling for a while, then patted their faces, and found that Ma Er ignored him. Although they didn't know what happened here, they could guess that there might be a hunting trap or bamboo stick under the trap.

Something like that pierced Ma Er's legs, which is why this happened.

Zamao Xiaodao asked the question deliberately, but instead of squatting down, he stepped on the guy's outstretched hand and crushed it with all his strength. The bones shattered and a huge pain spread. Only then did Ma Er finally regain some consciousness, and

I took the opportunity to stare into his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, who is the murderer?"

Ma Er's eyes were wandering, and he said something vaguely: "A huge black shadow, with a body like a mountain, running wildly, running wildly..."

Lao Kong was dissatisfied with Zamao Xiaodao's cruel methods, pushed him away, reached out to grab Ma Er's hand, and called on Lao Qin to pull him out of the trap. However, at this moment, Mo Xiaonuan suddenly let out a sharp scream.

Called: "Be careful!" Just as Mo Xiaonuan's cry pierced the night sky, several thin green shadows suddenly shot out from Ma Er's mouth, nostrils and eyes, like arrows.


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