Blood gradually flowed from the cracks on the back of the knife. The strong wind blew loudly, and everyone was shocked by the scene that had no time to react.

The blood on the knife was gradually solidified by the wind. Qiao Zhen didn't smile at all. His hands were stuck on the handle of the knife, and the coagulated blood between his fingers seeped into the entire knife.

"Master..." Po Meng on the other end was stunned for a long time before she called out. Regardless of her painful arms, she slowly crawled over from the ground, her cry already hoarse.

Qiao Zhen glanced at everyone coldly, and finally his eyes fell on Po Meng. He closed his eyes in pain, held the handle of the knife tightly and rubbed it deep into his chest again.

"Director! Qiao Zhen pays my respects..."

With a heart-rending cry, Qiao Zhen pulled out the knife, threw it heavily to the ground, and then fell down while looking at the setting sun!

Among the silent people, no one moved a step, because no one expected that Qiao Zhen would end it on the spot.

Qiao Zhen's blood became an invisible mark on the flow meter, and Jing Qian was suddenly touched. How could a ruthless world suddenly arise between warm blood and cold people's hearts? After all, the blood solidified.

From a common man to a tribal military commander, it seemed like a big dream. And from a large military commander to a wanderer, he began to reflect on whether his mission was to be a swordsman, because the scale of the knife was not only blurry It was stained with the blood of someone he couldn't even figure out.

His ears were almost distorted, and he could clearly see Po Meng's feeble cry, and he could see Qiao Zhen lying in a pool of blood slowly losing his struggle.

Ma Jun's tired shadow was full of contradictions, and the eyes of a true leader must still reveal his curiosity about the world.

Gui Cha let go of Po Meng. She was indeed not a very normal woman. Her charred face showed despair, but what was she doing for that? Did this world have to turn those suffering people into "ghosts"? Just give up?

The sky was covered with yellow sand, and the wind that came quietly took away some grievances, leaving behind a world of crime. I don’t know when, Dongqing also began to understand the world of adults, and she recognized The phoenix bracelet on Po Meng's wrist.

"Sister Fang" blurted out, and Ma Jun and Xiu Cai were caught off guard and turned their heads. An unkempt first-class escort from the Netherworld Escort Agency turned out to be the very familiar person, Kuang Fanzhi!

Regardless of what others were doing, Dongqing stepped over to Po Meng's side and helped her up. The swelling on her broken arm was getting bigger and bigger, but Po Meng didn't seem to feel any pain.

"Sister-in-law Fang! I...I..." Fengmei, who was on the far side, felt sad in her heart, and she couldn't breathe under the pressure of misunderstandings and guilt.

Po Meng slowly raised her buried head, her tears had dried up and her heart no longer ached. She smiled wryly and said, "Huh, ha!"

She shook off Dongqing, dragged her broken arm to Qiao Zhen's side, and looked at Qiao Zhen who had returned to the west with dull eyes. Then she bit off the phoenix bracelet from her wrist and put it on Qiao Zhen's hand, whispering: "I didn't come because of grudges, but I left because of grudges. I didn't keep the bracelet you gave me. I'm sorry!"

After that, she took out a beautiful booklet from her arms.

Roster! The scholar was shocked and immediately stopped his curiosity.

With trembling hands, Po Meng unfolded the booklet and spread it flat on the ground. Then she stretched out her finger, dipped it in blood, and drew Qiao Zhen's name in a circle.

Suddenly, she turned her head and said coldly: "Don't you all want to see what is written on it? Oh, I will tell you today, this is your face, the order that has nothing to do with other people's pain!"

Order? The scholar once again heard about this thing that made people at the top aspire and people at the bottom unbearable, and he began to feel a little scared. Because the previous order was the notorious second martial arts world, Shui Tiansi.

A small roster caused Po Meng to lose everything. Who will be next? Who compiled this thing to cause this scarred land to once again be in trouble.

When everyone watched the poor man wailing in silence, and when the wind kept blowing the horn, a burst of purple air suddenly rose, and with a popping sound, Po Meng suddenly disappeared into smoke, and the black Only a pile of broken corpses was left under the cloak.

There was no time to grieve, no time to stop, everything seemed to be invisible things forcing them to have no way out.

Dongqing, Jingqian, Xiucai, Ma Jun, Fengmei, they are not murderers, but they did kill someone today. Their curiosity and hatred interrupted the order behind them, even if they rescued the person in the book , can’t make up for today’s sins.

When everyone came to their senses again, Jing Gan had quietly left alone. Under the setting sun, the knife as wide as an arm seemed out of place with the man carrying the knife.

The door was kicked open, and the two servants were knocked into the yard with the door panel. In the middle of the yard, Xu Yuan was eating freshly cooked pigeon meat.

Suddenly seeing this situation, the meat he held in his hands was so frightened that it rolled to the ground, and he said in panic: "Ma... Ma Jingqian!"

At this time, Jingqian's eyes were dull. He glanced at Xu Yuan with his legs swinging out of the corner of his eye, raised his knife and asked, "Is Qiao Zhen from Shui Tiansi?"

"Brother Jinggan...I really don't know..." Xu Yuan was immediately frightened and looked around to see if there was an exit.

"Is Qiao Zhen from Shui Tiansi?" Jing Gan asked again, staring at Xu Yuan with cold eyes.

Xu Yuan knelt down with a plop, his nose and tears mixed together, and begged for mercy: "Brother Jinggan, I really don't know, please let me go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Gan raised his knife like crazy and struck Xu Yuan on top of his head.

"Thank you!"

The scholar and others also arrived in response. At this moment, the knife was only a palm away from Xu Yuan's head, and it was obvious that the person under the knife could not be saved.

Suddenly, a man jumped out from behind the servant's clang. His movements were extremely strange. He clamped the tip of the knife with two fingers, and with a slight shake, he knocked Jing Gan to the ground.

"I don't like people who are easy to kill, no matter they are good or bad!"

The Taoist in front of me has white hair and a purple beard, but he is always twisting a string of Bodhi seeds. His profound skills are rare in this world.

After this fall, Jing Gan seemed to wake up. He blinked his eyes several times and then felt his eyes light up. He asked in panic: "Who are you?"

Gui Cha interjected and asked indifferently: "Yuan Seng Dao?"

The man stroked his beard, smiled and nodded.

"Even if there is evil in the world, it cannot be caused for no reason! So what if Shuitiansi is famous in the northwest? So what if Luo Sang holds great power? In the end, it will not be a matter of returning to dust. Who would know that human skin is in the sky? Zhi actually couldn’t live more than ten years?”

Jing Qian felt cold all over. This old man suddenly appeared here. How did he know Shui Tiansi, and how did Gui Cha know him?

"After all, you showed up after all!" Suddenly, Yuan Sengdao seemed to be a different person, and his fierce look was revealed when he spoke.
Chapter completed!