Wei Changtian has never seen such a strange creature.
Although the beasts of luck generally look weird, they can even be said to be infiltrative.
But this is the first time for something so "non-mainstream".
To put it simply...a ball of meat with wings.
Yes, it's just a ball of meat.
Oh, there are six legs on this meat ball.
But apart from that there is nothing.
No mouth, no ears, no nose, no eyes, nothing.
To put it bluntly, when this thing stands in front of you, you may not be able to tell whether it is facing away from you or facing you...
But it flies pretty fast.
"..."
Seeing the black shadow flash past not far away, Wei Changtian was about to start to catch up, but he paused again.
I quickly brought up the system interface and bought a line escape symbol for 300 points.
Although there was some pain in his body, Wei Changtian still decisively crushed the talisman and immediately disappeared from the spot.
Since the mysterious man is most likely the third time traveler, he must be treated with caution, and first of all, he must ensure that he will not be discovered.
Now that the avoidance talisman was used, there was naturally no hidden danger in this regard, so Wei Changtian immediately chased towards Dijiang as quickly as possible.
And just as he flashed out of the courtyard in a few breaths, following the Dijiang River, which only he could see, into Linchuan City, Li Zimu on the other side finally slowly opened the door of the secret room.
"Miss Li, you..."
The smile on his face froze instantly, and the old man in yellow who was guarding the door immediately saw the two corpses in the room.
He first widened his eyes in shock, then slowly moved to block the door, and asked in a cold tone:
"Miss Li, did you kill these two people?"
"......no."
Li Zimu shook his head bitterly, naturally understanding what the old man in yellow was suspecting.
After all, once these two people died, the clues about the mysterious man were lost.
And just now, I was the only one in the room, so it seemed that only I had the chance to kill someone...
"Elder Liu, it is true that I did not kill him."
"As for why they died... I can't explain it in just a few words."
"Anyway, I will tell the truth to the young master about this matter..."
"Of course you have to make it clear to the young master."
Li Zimu interrupted Li Zimu's words with a sneer, and the old man in yellow took a step closer: "But before that, I'm afraid you will have to feel aggrieved."
"I will report this matter to Young Master Wei later, and the Young Master will decide how to deal with you."
"Miss Li, this is not too much."
"..."
Looking at the old man in yellow who refused to give in, Li Zimu said nothing, just nodded silently, then turned around and walked back to the secret room.
The old man in yellow winked at the other three members of the Jiuzhen Sect, and the three of them immediately entered the house and dragged the two corpses out.
"Miss Li, I hope you really didn't kill me..."
After another deep look at Li Zimu, the old man in yellow slowly closed the door after leaving his last words.
Listening to the sound of the iron locks locking outside the house, Li Zimu inside the house sighed softly, his eyes full of worry.
She was not worried that Wei Changtian would not believe in her.
She was just worried about the weird means of killing the two assassins.
Whether it was erysipelas or some other magical power, it was undoubtedly very incredible to be able to kill two second-level masters in the situation just now.
And this means that the mysterious man's methods are far more exaggerated than he imagined...
Facing such a mysterious and powerful enemy, Li Zimu would naturally worry about whether Wei Changtian could cope with it.
More importantly, Li Zimu always had a vague feeling.
She felt that the "power" of this mysterious man did not stop there, but was even stronger.
Even better than Wei Changtian.
...
...
On the other side, there is a restaurant about four or five miles away from the compound.
It was just dark at this time, which is when the restaurant business is booming.
The small front hall was crowded with diners, and the aroma of wine filled the air amid the buzz of people.
The quality of this restaurant is not too high, so most of the people who come to eat are ordinary people wearing linen clothes.
But even so, the two people sitting at the table by the window still looked very out of place.
To be precise, it was the old beggar in ragged clothes who blinked particularly, as if he shouldn't be in such a place.
The diners at several nearby tables would cast disgusted looks from time to time, and some even called the waiter to ask the store owner to drive the old beggar out.
It’s just that although he is a beggar, he has already paid for the wine, so how can the store chase him away?
Therefore, in the face of "complaints" from diners, the waiters can only apologize profusely and then serve a few side dishes to appease the guests' dissatisfaction.
Some people are reasonable and will not pursue it anymore.
There were also some people who were quite arrogant. When they heard that the store could not evict people, they deliberately loudly said some insults about Sang and Huai, scolding the old beggar for spoiling their appetite, in order to express a sense of superiority that they rarely had the opportunity to express on weekdays.
But no matter what they scolded, the old beggar turned a deaf ear to them and kept drinking and eating happily.
On the contrary, the young man sitting at the same table with him had a gloomy face, as if he could no longer bear the curses.
"Father, these people dare to humiliate you like this, why don't I shut them up now!"
"hehe......"
Smiling, the old beggar naturally understood what the young man meant by "shut up".
He didn't respond. He just asked casually while drinking:
"Those two people are dead?"
"died."
The young man's face immediately became serious, and he replied softly: "Di Jiang went a little late, and they were just a little bit away from saying my name."
"But fortunately, we arrived in time in the end."
"Well, that's good...burp!"
Nodding, the old beggar raised his head and drank the strong wine in the wine glass in one gulp, then burped with satisfaction.
The young man quickly picked up the jug and poured wine for him, and asked with some confusion:
"Father, why don't we take the opportunity to kill the woman named Li as well?"
"Kill her?"
The old beggar smiled even more: "Since Wei Changtian values her so much, how could she die so easily?"
"Besides, we are hiding now and they are showing up. If you want to take action, there will be opportunities later, so why rush it."
"That's what the foster father said."
The young man flattered him lightly, and then cautiously probed: "But foster father, Wei Changtian is missing now, has he already found out something?"
"Humph, he can find out..."
Suddenly, the old beggar's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes suddenly looked somewhere like a sharp arrow.
It was a table of ordinary diners. There were three people in total. They were changing glasses and drinking happily.
But just a breath ago, one of them raised his hand and accidentally knocked down his own wine glass, perhaps because he drank too much.
No one would care about such a small thing, and even the person who dropped the wine glass didn't have time to look back.
But the old beggar saw it very clearly.
The wine glass changed direction slightly as it fell from the table to the ground, as if it had hit something invisible.