"Spare your life, spare your life, everything is in the car..."
"Hand it over..." the masked man said without moving, still staring at Xie Laotou.
"I have nothing..." Xie Laotou collapsed and kicked his legs on the ground. He really didn't know what the masked man wanted. He really had nothing except some money.
The masked man stared at his expression closely, then rolled his eyes, and the face under the mask sneered.
He turned around slowly, seeming to be thinking about something. Xie Laotu's body was shaking all the time. When his employer hired him, he only asked him to go north. He was surprised at the time and thought it was a pie in the sky. But now it seems,
This trip turned out to be a fatal deal.
The masked man paced in place for a while, then suddenly mentioned Xie Laotu. Xie Laotu was speechless, and his teeth kept chattering.
The masked man suddenly turned his body over. Xie Laotu didn't know what he meant, but he felt a tightness behind his back and his clothes had been torn off.
Xie Laotou was stunned for a moment, his back relaxed, and he fell to the ground. He got up tremblingly, but there was no one behind him?
He half-sat on the ground in astonishment, looking at the corpses all over the ground, feeling miserable and fearful in his heart. Did the masked man kill so many people just for a piece of clothing?
…
"Haha, what a powerful scheming. Ming Xixuan, do you think that if you escape from my hands, I won't be able to find you? You want to secretly transport the Jade Emperor Sword back to the imperial capital. Unfortunately, I have the eye to chase the wind. As long as you are within a hundred miles,
There is the aura of the Jade Emperor Sword inside, I can sense it!
Although you took away the breath of the Jade Emperor Sword and hid it in a piece of clothing, I still found it, hahaha..." The masked man took off his mask, and a hideous wound on his face snaked to his neck.
"Young Master has unintentionally fulfilled my wish. Hahaha, with the Jade Emperor Sword, we are just around the corner!" He threw down his mask and strode towards the north.
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However, he said that since Ying Zhuyue issued the order, the Ying Mansion has become more strict recently. Ordinary people must go through an inspection if they want to enter or exit.
Ming Xixuan staggered and came to the door of Ying Mansion with a tired look on his face.
There were two servants standing outside the door. Ming Xixuan glanced at them and found that they were all figures from Xuan Yuanjing. He walked forward and said coldly: "Is Ying Zhuyue here?"
When the two people heard this, their hearts trembled. They said in such an arrogant tone. Did you call the master of the house by his first name? But they looked at Ming Xixuan carefully, but they did not dare to say anything extreme.
Ming Xixuan stood there, dressed in black like a sharp sword. His jet black hair lay softly on his forehead, hiding his charming eyes. Between his charming eyebrows and eyes, there was a pair of cut pupils like black gems.
There are slight purple brilliance and ripples, as unruly and domineering as an emperor, fierce and ruthless!
The long and slightly curled eyelashes are like black butterflies spreading their wings, with a strange beauty; under the tall nose, the thin lips are pursed in a slight arc, with a unique style in the corners of the mouth,
With peerless unruliness and nobility, it was as if in his eyes the world had surrendered at his feet, and he was already on top of all living beings.
Although he was injured at this time and his face was a little pale, the unruly aura on his body was still fierce.
"Who are you? What do you want from the master of the house?" asked a servant.
It turns out he is the head of the family.
The corner of Ming Xixuan's mouth curled up, and his tone was no longer so cold, and he said: "Excuse me, I'd like to inform you that Ming Xixuan is here to visit."