He said calmly, raised his hand and flexed his fingers, and a sea-blue spiritual core appeared on the tip of his finger, which was as big as an egg.
"Sir, sir, I, I, I don't want it anymore." Manager Liu stammered, cold sweat falling from his forehead.
"No, didn't you just give me a mid-level spiritual core so that you could cover up the damage to the ship? What I want to give you now is a high-level spiritual core, worth millions of gold coins. You
Why don't you look down on me if you don't?"
Han Yi's voice turned cold, silver-white spiritual power flowed through his fingertips, and the powerful thunder-attribute aura made everyone on the dock change their expressions.
Manager Liu licked his dry lips and rolled his throat with difficulty. He had also seen Lingzong monks fighting each other. Although the breaths they unleashed with all their strength gave him a great sense of oppression, none of them could
Like Han Yi, he fell into the abyss in an understatement, his heart was completely broken, and he didn't even dare to have the idea of ​​resistance.
You looked at Manager Liu with a look of anthropomorphic sympathy on his face. This guy had to provoke Han Yi if he didn't want to provoke anyone. Now Han Yi is a real killer. He practices the way of killing, and the evil spirit on his body can almost
On par with level five monsters.
The aura emitted invisibly has already made most low-level monsters afraid to approach. Once the aura breaks out, how can a spiritual master-level monk be able to resist it?
"Sir, my lord, I have a seventy-year-old mother at home, and a child under three years old..." Manager Liu trembled as he worked, almost crying.
"You want me to pity you, haha..." Han Yi shook his head, "If you want this high-level spiritual core, you have to have it, and if you don't want it, you have to have it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light flew out from Han Yi's right hand, like a long arrow leaving the string. Sigh, the blue light pierced through Guanshi Liu's chest, leaving a bloody hole as big as a fist.
Manager Liu looked down at his chest and smiled miserably.
"You...poof..."
Bang......
"Guard Liu." The guards exclaimed, their eyes horrified.
"He was killed like this." Wang Yu's eyes widened in the crowd, looking at the corpse on the wooden bridge of the pier.
"That's the steward of Qi Lingxuan. Are the Han family and the Wu family planning to start a war with Qi Lingxuan?" Old Zhao was stunned, as if he could smell the bloodshed again.
"This matter seems to have nothing to do with the Han family and the Wu family. The person who did it was that young man, and with his cultivation level, Lingxuan may not be able to defeat him." Brother Qin said.
"But I heard that Qi Lingxuan has a huge power on Lanyue Island, and Haicheng is just a branch of it. The Lingzong monks should not be so afraid." Wang Yu added.
"Then do you think Qi Lingxuan would offend a Lingzong-level monk for the sake of a Spiritual Master-level steward? And he is a young man with not weak talent. It seems that even Master Xiao can ignore him."
"This..." Wang Yu scratched his head, not knowing what to answer.
On the long bridge, Han Yi glanced at the guards of Qi Lingxuan.
"Take his body back, give it to Master Xiao, and tell him that Ji will visit him soon. As for his matter, Ji will explain it to Master Xiao at that time."
"Yes, sir." The guards immediately picked up Manager Liu's body and fled outside the pier.
"Wait a minute, take that high-level spiritual core back, it will be Ji's deposit for buying this ship."
"I understand." The guard hanging at the end dug out the spiritual core from the wooden planks of the long bridge and did not dare to stay any longer.
"let's go."
After watching all the people from Qi Lingxuan leave, Han Yi calmly walked out of the dock first.
After a few people left, the workers on the dock began to talk about it. Many of them had met Han Yi a few months ago, but many more knew nothing about him.
A Lingzong monk who could ignore Qi Lingxuan was enough for them to have fun talking about after dinner.
A spiritual core that pops up casually can kill a spiritual master-level monk who is extremely powerful in their eyes. They can no longer imagine such strength. They have never seen high-level spiritual cores in their lives, and they are worth hundreds of millions.
The ultimate treasure worth ten thousand gold coins.
They have seen all this now, and it is enough to remember it for a lifetime.
It wasn't until Han Yi, Han Mofeng, Han Long and Wu Lie left that the workers looked at the giant ship again. The gangway was still connected to the wooden bridge leading to the dock shore, and the cabin door was completely open, black and white.
It was all dark and silent, like a ghost ship.
Wang Yu looked at the giant sea ship and suddenly shuddered.
"This ship is so scary."
"Stop looking, can't you smell the smell of blood in the air?" Brother Qin patted Wang Yu on the head.
"The smell of blood, this is a dock, there are so many fish, of course there will be a smell of blood."
"Old Qin's smell is not fish blood, but human blood." Old Zhao looked at the giant ship, his eyes flickering, "Many people died on this ship."
"Of course people will die if they go hunting at sea." Wang Yu was puzzled.
"Didn't you see it just now? There were only three people from the Han family and the Wu family who came back, plus the Ling Sect monk, there were only four people. When they went to sea together, there were hundreds of people." Brother Qin said coldly.
"What about the others?" Wang Yu asked, but suddenly his expression changed. He thought of the only possible outcome. From the moment the giant ship docked, there was no sound of anyone, even Han Mofeng, Wu Lie and others.
People were extremely silent when they stepped off the ship.
"They are all dead." He murmured to himself.
At this time, in the cabin of the giant seagoing ship, Meikui was patrolling the aisles alone, his footsteps so light that there was no sound. The cabin was dark, there were no lights, and the fishy smell of blood spread in every inch of space.
The corpses of the Wu family and the Han family in the bottom cabin were close to decay. Even if there was a pile of ice cubes to cool down, it could no longer cover up the odor of the corpses. The smelly blood dripped from the gaps in the oil paper, dyeing the accumulated ice water on the ground.
into red.
With a bang and a bang, a pile of corpses was overthrown by a huge force. The figure covered in a black cloak stood up, with green vertical pupils patrolling the cabin, his eyes cold.
His left hand exposed to the air was covered with green snake scales, and the fingers were sharp and ferocious.
"Come out when you're here. Shadow Escape is useless to me." The man in black robe moved his sharp claws, and a smile appeared on his face under the hood.
Meikui walked into the cabin from the entrance and stared at him closely. His heartbeat accelerated and his breathing became a little rapid. From the man in black robe, he smelled a familiar scent and sensed a fatal threat.
"Lord Bi She, it's you." Mei Kui said with difficulty.
"You are indeed an assassin from the Shadow Hall. No, you should have been an assassin from the Shadow Hall. Now you should be following the son of the Ling Mansion. If you betray the Shadow Hall, you will be punished by being eaten by ten thousand snakes." Bi
The snake raised its right hand and stretched out its foot-long tongue to lick its claws.
Meikui's body was tense, ready to deal with the green snake's attack at any time. Facing a top assassin at the spiritual general stage, running away would only lead to faster death. As an assassin, he understood this better than anyone else.
The green snake in front of him suddenly twisted, and without any warning, a sharp claw appeared on Meikui's chest. Whoops, the black robe was torn, blood penetrated, and pain penetrated his heart.
He was blasted more than ten meters away by the huge force and smashed into the aisle of the cabin, spurting out a mouthful of blood. A black shadow passed by him, and his forehead hurt, and a blood mark appeared.
"I won't kill you yet. I'm looking forward to being devoured by ten thousand snakes. Tell that son for me. I can't get the Tomb of the Spiritual Emperor, and he can't get it either. This time, the Shadow Hall will be full of people.
If he comes out, this protector will personally take his life."
The black shadow flashed in the corridor and disappeared, and Meikui could no longer feel his breath.
Meikui stood up. The clothes on his chest were torn. Five blood holes were bleeding. The wounds were not deep and did not even touch the sternum, but the pain was still unbearable. The green snake's sharp claws had a poison attached to them. Now
Meikui only felt that there was a flame burning in the wound.
The blood dripping from his forehead dripped down his face, and fell on the board of the ship with a pat sound, pat, pat, pat... Meikui raised his hand and touched the wound on his forehead. There was an inch-long crack that reached as deep as his skull.
.
He knew what it was and the intention of the green snake. Even if the wound was healed, it would not be completely healed. The poison attached to the sharp claws of the green snake could permanently preserve the wounds caused by it, leaving behind an indelible mark.
traces of.
That is his mark, and it is also a pursuit order. Anyone left with such traces will eventually die under his claws. And as far as Meikui knows, no one has ever been able to escape the pursuit of the green snake.
, even if the other party is in the spirit general stage, there is no exception.
The target of every mission of Bi She is a powerful spiritual general monk.
Meikui coughed up a mouthful of blood. The green snake's burst of power still hurt his internal organs. He stumbled out of the cabin, his face gray. This time, even Han Yi couldn't save him.
Soon, the guards of the Han family and the Wu family arrived at the dock from Haicheng, stepped onto the ship in an orderly manner, and carried the bodies from the cabin. Everyone had solemn faces, with expressions of respect and memory of the martyrs.
They did not see Meikui. As early as the moment they boarded the ship, Meikui had already left quietly.
If Bi She left behind, he needed to tell Han Yi. He could not go back to Shadow Hall. If he wanted to survive, he could only rely on Han Yi.
Han Yi may not be able to save him, but the fox next to him can. Even the fifth-level mutant monster, even the Shadow Snake King, may not be able to do anything about it.
...
Haicheng, the Han family's residence, the courtyard where Han Yi once lived with his mother. The door to the room was pushed open with a bang, and Meikui staggered into it, almost falling.
Yu raised his head from the bed and looked at it, sniffing lightly and frowning.
"What's going on?" Han Yi suddenly appeared next to Meikui, and put a palm on his chest. The surging spiritual power was injected into his body, and a warm feeling suddenly flowed throughout his body.
Under the wrap of white spiritual power, the fragile internal organs healed quickly, and even the blood hole on the chest stopped bleeding and scabbed.