"You must never leave a living mouth."

Under the locust tree at the head of the village, a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back and stared at the mountain village ahead. When he said this, his tone was light and he could not hear the intention of murder, but he was not angry and powerful. His firm thoughts would not allow anyone to disobey.

The old man in black robe behind him heard this and his body trembled slightly. He knew the weight of this sentence and replied respectfully: "Please rest assured, young master. I dare not be careless. I have confirmed myself just now that everyone has been poisoned and died of death."

The man's name is Wei Wuji. He was nearly forty years old and was still called a young master. This is because he is noble and is the son of the former king of Wei, so he has this respectful title.

Of course, he has a more magnificent name - Xinlingjun.

Everyone in the world knows that Xinling Jun is unparalleled and righteous, and respects the wise and inferior. He is the most famous hero today. He is deeply respected by all countries, and many famous scholars are willing to follow him to the death.

The villagers who were poisoned to death in front of him were all allies he secretly summoned. For a mysterious target, everyone gathered here and was willing to serve him. But today, he chose to kill the donkey and kill people to silence him.

He didn't want the secret to be leaked.

Only dead people will not leak secrets.

At this moment, when he heard the old man's reply, Xinling Jun was unmoved, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The setting sun was like blood, reflected in his deep pupils, as if flames were burning.

This silence brought invisible pressure to the old man. He said in panic: "The snake venom I put in the well is colorless and tasteless, and they cannot detect it. Even if a fish that escapes the net appears, it cannot escape your powerful divine consciousness."

The novelist has named ten great masters, who are powerful and stand at the peak of martial arts. Wei Wuji ranked ninth, and his path is as deep as a sea of ​​abyss. The Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand is even the king of the sword.

As the old man said, even if there is a fish that escapes the net, with his powerful divine consciousness, he will definitely be able to quickly sense it and have nowhere to hide. Therefore, no matter how you look at it, there is no way to leave a living mouth in the village.

It seems that he was overthinking.

He stared at the familiar village and asked casually: "Mr. Hou, where did you bury their bodies?"

“On the hillside to the west.”

“How many graves are there in total?”

Hou Ying replied without thinking, “Eighty seats.”

Eighty tombs represent eighty victims.

Wei Wuji nodded, turned his head, and was about to go to the West Mountain to pay tribute, but his pupils suddenly contracted, and he was shocked, "No, one missing!"

This means that someone is missing.

"Impossible!" Hou Ying was even more shocked, and all the wrinkles on the old face were folded. "I was there ten years ago when I sent them to the village. I remember the appearance of all the strong men. I had carefully counted them just now and didn't miss anyone!"

Wei Wuji took a deep breath, quickly calmed down his emotions, and said in a deep voice: "No big problem, I will go find the person I missed, and you can go and meet the others."

Hou Ying felt panic. He had made a mistake, so how could he let the young master stay and cure the aftermath for him? "No! Tell me, who was missing? I will kill him now and make up for the mistakes!"

Wei Wuji narrowed his eyes and said, "The village is full of famous people. You remember their names, but you ignore the fact that there is another weak person. Ten years ago, when the ancestor of Zhao State rushed here, he led a young child..."

Hou Ying suddenly realized.

After sending all the heroes here, he never came again, so he gradually forgot that ten years later, the young child has grown up. Since he has eliminated the roots, he has to be included.

Hou Ying patted his head and smiled bitterly, "Blame me, I'm just guarding against those strong people and leaking the little guy."

Over the years, Wei Wuji has been worried and often comes to inspect the target progress. Not only is he impressed by the young Zulong, but his relationship is also very close. Therefore, he can guess the reason why Hou Ying miscalculated.

"Let me go and see the little guy farewell!"

He asked Hou Ying to leave and walked into the village alone.

The famous sword has a spirit. The Longyuan Sword in his hand is regarded as the leader of ten thousand swords, and it is full of spirituality. It buzzes and trembles, and is about to come out. I don’t know if it is because it is rushing to kill people and drink blood, or for other reasons.

"Strange, why can't I sense his breath? Even if I die, I should have a body left. Could it be that he has escaped from here?"

Wei Wuji walked on the street, puzzled.

Just then, a young man suddenly appeared in a pigpen not far from the road, kneading his swelling head, Qingzhi's eyebrows and eyes gathered, muttering to himself.

"Strange, how could I sleep here?"

Half an hour ago, Zulong walked into the circle to feed the pigs. The snake venom in his body suddenly broke out. His eyes turned dark and he fell into the ground immediately. He didn't wake up until now.

He felt a split headache, as if he had been knocked by someone. He didn't know that everyone in the village had been poisoned to death, but he woke up strangely.

Of course, he didn't know that the disaster of death was about to come.

The boy turned around and happened to see Wei Wuji staring at him on the street. He couldn't help but grin, his smile innocently, as if it was a stunning flash of cereus.

"Uncle Wei! Long time no see, I miss you so much!"

He happily ran out of the pigpen and walked to his beloved Uncle Wei.

Wei Wuji was unexpectedly surprised and looked at this tender and sincere face, and was shocked and puzzled, "He has been hiding in the pigpen? Then why can't I sense it just now? He ran out on his own initiative. Isn't this going to die?"

He couldn't understand why Zulong had not practiced yet, so he could hide his divine perception from his eyes. Even if he looked at the world, few people probably could do it.

How did this little guy do it?

In addition, there is only one well in the village, and all the young and old people in the village rely on it to cook and drink. The snake venom was released a few days ago and has a long hidden time. It is impossible for the Zulong to be immune to poisoning.

So, how did he detoxify?

These two major doubts made Wei Wuji confused.

At this time, with a whoosh, the Longyuan Sword was automatically unsheathed and shot towards the Zulong.

Its body is full of spiritual energy, emitting pure and bright golden light, like a yellow dragon soaring into the sky, with great majestic momentum.

However, it did not assassinate Zulong, but hovered around him, trembling crisply, as if he had met a long-lost partner, and was very excited. Zulong was also very happy, constantly grabbing and rushing at it, as if he was playing hide-and-seek.

Wei Wuji was not surprised to see this scene, but just shook his head slightly.

Ten years ago, when he first saw the Ancestral Dragon, the Longyuan Sword was automatically unsheathed and wrapped around the doll, which was lively and cheerful. The scene at that time was exactly the same as at this moment, which surprised everyone present.

As for the reason, no one can explain it.

As the owner of Longyuan Sword, Wei Wuji knew that the sword spirit liked this little guy very much. He had explored Zulong's body several times, and the conclusions he came to were consistent - this son's roots were mediocre and had no excellence.

Maybe it's just fate...

The sword spirit and the master were with each other day and had a mutual understanding. Wei Wuji was infected by the sword spirit. Over time, he gradually fell in love with this shrewd little guy.

Time flies, like a flash of time. Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the doll has grown into a handsome boy in front of you.

Zulong stretched his head and looked behind Wei Wuji. He didn't notice the strange quietness in the village. He said expectantly: "Uncle Wei, let me see, what delicious food have you brought!"

He didn't know that the disaster was coming, and Uncle Wei wanted to invite him to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.

Wei Wuji smiled kindly and reached out to stroke his head, feeling unspeakable kind and kind, "I am always in my hand, the most famous donkey meat firewood in Handan. Now, it's in your Grandpa Marquis' hands..."

As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed behind Zulong.

Upon hearing this, Zulong immediately turned around, but saw that there was no one on the street.

At this moment, Wei Wuji's smile suddenly dissipated, he reached out and pressed his hand on his head, trembling slightly, and injected a murderous aura into his body.

boom!

Zulong felt his head buzzing, and he didn't even have time to generate the sense of pain, so he fell to the ground.

The poor boy finally escaped the snake venom, but died in a daze at the hands of Uncle Wei, whom he trusted the most.

It's not just him who is confused.

There are many heroes in the village, who did not respect Xinling Jun during his lifetime? From the day he was invited, everyone's fate was destined.

Wei Wuji felt relieved, and finally looked back at the village and left with confidence.

After the matter was over, he was done today. It was time to show his strength and win the world!

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