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Chapter 9 Middle-aged Scribes(2/2)

He killed dozens of people, but he didn't even blink.

Such a person was like a demon, and he began to feel fear in his heart.

"Since you are not, then you can die."

Ding Xiaoyi's smile was very bright, but his voice was like a soul-catching messenger, making the one-eyed man desperate.

Ding Xiaoyi stepped on the one-eyed man's body and slowly headed towards the horse thief's village.

As soon as he stepped into the village, a sound of the mechanism being activated came into his ears.

His face only slightly condensed.

However, his eyes were flashing continuously, and his long sword stirred up and the sword energy of Frost Hua was even brighter.

With a swing of the sword, the crisscrossing sword energy shot wildly in all directions.

And the newly opened mechanism also came to an abrupt end in that moment.

With a "boom",

The village gate finally couldn't stand the destruction of the sword intent of Ba Yilingjue, and it was broken into pieces like an explosion.

Several shrill screams came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

But he ignored it and continued along the dark gully.

In front, hundreds of horse thieves looked at him with long swords in their hands.

A cruel expression appeared on their faces, and the long sword in their hands flashed with a cold and cold light.

A middle-aged scholar holding a folding fan stood in front of the group of horse thieves.

He looked at Ding Xiaoyi who was slowly coming, his face was gloomy, but he didn't say a word.

"Are you a clay leopard?"

Ding Xiaoyi saw the elegant middle-aged scholar and asked curiously.

"No, Xiaoke is just a military advisor under the head of the boss."

The folding fan in the elegant middle-aged scholar shook on his chest, and he replied indifferently.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the middle-aged scholar in front of him.

He felt that the middle-aged man was like a gentle scholar, but why did he become a horse thief?

You are a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief?

"You should be sent by Tiebuyi, tell me, what value he gave you, we will pay double. Isn't this just for silver in your business?"

The middle-aged man said to Ding Xiaoyi very confidently.

Because he had already seen that Ding Xiaoyi should be a killer, the kind of killer who uses money and eliminates disasters.

"In fact, the price is not expensive. It's just a bowl of wine, and a bowl of wine is exchanged for a human head, which is the head of the leopard."

Ding Xiaoyi smiled loudly and replied to the middle-aged scholar.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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