Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

Chapter 61

While Shen Mo's voice was rippling and scattered, the surrounding area was foggy and lifeless.The swaying voice is like a knife, trying to cut through the misty life.

If it weren't for the quiet location of Xinyue Pavilion, Jiangcheng, which had just experienced a dark slaughter some time ago, would have panicked again, thinking that something big was about to happen.

Even so, there were three or two families nearby, and one of them had already packed their luggage. Hearing Shen Mo's magic voice, they almost ran back to the countryside.

But the country people don't like to see the city people in Jiangcheng recently, thinking that they have a curse on them, which will attract misfortune.

The following Yuanyi finally forced back the shadow sword energy, ran out to look around, and finally looked up to the sky, only to find Shen Mo.

The hidden killer was not forced out by Shen Mo.

Yuan intended to expand the scope of the Liuliguang King Mantra and dispel the surrounding fog.

"Got you."

Before he could bless the Dharma, Shen Mo's cold and terrifying voice concentrated in one place.

He didn't even open his scarlet eyes.

With a wave of the hatchet, the blue-red electric glow made a hissing sound, and it swam in the air like a small snake, and suddenly landed in the mist tens of meters away from Shen Mo.

Immediately afterwards, the smell of blood floated in the air, as well as the smell of burnt flesh.

A short, pitch-black killer emerged from the mist, with a small hole in his chest and a scorched wound.

Shen Mo appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, squeezed by the invisible air around him, the shadow swordsman did not fall, but seemed to be hung alive.The wound was squeezed by the air, and the exposed flesh and blood were scorched, and the blood couldn't flow out. It was forced to squeeze into the scorched wound, and the shape was terrifying.

"What do you want to say?"

Shen Mo's voice was like thunder.

The killer had been squeezed by the air so that his brain was starved of oxygen and went blank.Shen Mo's thunderous magic voice broke his heart defense instantly, and he couldn't help but say: "Yan Luo posted that there will never be a peaceful day, and I will kill you and the people around you."

"Okay." The killer in front of Shen Mo suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, blending into the surrounding mist.

After he took care of the killer, his heart skipped a beat.

Following the killer's death, a strange wave rushed over, as if he had formed some kind of medium after killing the killer.

Shen Mo opened his brows and bloody eyes without hesitation, the faint red light met the mysterious fluctuations rushing towards his face, Shen Mo clearly saw a thin red line of blood shooting towards him.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the hatchet, the light of the knife flashed, and the blue-red electric light burst out, and the thin red blood line broke apart.

It didn't end, the broken blood line was like dust, and there was still a little bit of Shen Mo, which couldn't be shaken away by the stellar energy on his body.

Like cause and effect, it is difficult to resolve.

He savored it carefully, and there was a little flaw in his mirror-like heart, and he felt that this thing was a bit like resentment.It turned out to be a curse caused by the killer's life.

A burst of soft light fell on Shen Mo's body, it was the Glazed Light King's Curse, and Shen Mo suddenly felt that a little bit of discomfort disappeared a lot.

It's just that it's still stuck in the throat of a fishbone, even if the fishbone is pulled out, there is still a little residual feeling.

"How is it?" Yuan Yi asked.

Shen Mo: "It's okay, it's just that the Lord Yan Luo sent a Yan Luo invitation to me, and the killers will come one after another from now on."

"I'm afraid there is no killer who can hurt you. If you have that ability, you will never be a killer." Yuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Mo nodded lightly: "Yan Luotie targeted me, but the killer will also target people around me."

"Oh, ah." Yuanyi came back to her senses.

Shen Mo smiled slightly, "Relax, with your ability, be careful, at most you will be injured, but you won't lose your life. Even if you go through life and death, you may be able to break through the alchemy by luck, and you can handle funerals happily. "

Yuanyi: "Then I have to thank you."

"Well, you're welcome."

Even though he had just been assassinated, Shen Mo was still calm and calm, talking and laughing, dispelling the previous solemnity.

Didn't he know that when he turned around, his face turned black.

Before dawn, a Qinglong order was issued from Jiangcheng, which read, "Regardless of the cost, use all your strength to attack and kill the killers and peripheral members of the building outside the building within a hundred miles."

An invisible competition and fighting unfolded in the dark.

Over the next half month, Lou Wai Lou and Qinglong Club had continuous conflicts within a hundred miles of Jiangcheng. Many people didn't know the reason. Some people speculated that there must be a conflict of interest between Lou Wai Lou and Qinglong Club.

Because the Azure Dragon Society also has the business of accepting assassinations.

The oldest business in the world is assassination and flesh trading, and there is never any fear of running out of business, so the competition is fierce.

In this turbulent fight, the Azure Dragon Society had the upper hand at the beginning, but soon important members of the Azure Dragon Society died silently.

The revenge from the building outside the building was extremely violent and strange.

Shen Mo summoned his subordinates in the original government office in Jiangcheng.The flower hall in the government office house is magnificent, and the lights are all lit with rosin oil, which has a special fragrance.

There is a carpet on the ground, embroidered with all kinds of exotic flowers, competing for beauty.

It shows how much the former prefect of Jiangcheng enjoyed it.

It is naturally very comfortable to discuss matters in such an environment.

But in the hall, a full twelve people who are used to domineering people on weekdays are all silent at this moment, gathered around a big round table, not daring to sit down, not daring to breathe.

Shi San was lucky enough to be beside him, serving tea and pouring water.

Only Shen Mo was sitting, tapping on the table lightly, making a ding dong ding dong sound.

After a long time, Shen Mo said slowly: "Huang Zhong, tell me what's going on."

He pointed to the oldest of the 12 people, code-named "Huang Zhong".

This is the envoy of the Twelve Lu Lus under Shen Mo, named "Huang Zhong, Da Lu, Tai Cu, Jia Zhong, Gu Xi, Zhong Lu, Rui Bin, Lin Zhong, Yi Ze, Nan Lu, Wu She, Ying Zhong" It was code-named and distributed in various places in the name of the Azure Dragon Club. Because of a major incident in the meeting, everyone came here day and night.

These people are all very capable, and somewhat rebellious.

It's just that Shen Mo took care of him very docilely back then, and now that Shen Mo's reputation as the evil king has become more and more famous, and he has mastered their secrets, so the thoughts that were eager to move because of Shen Mo's disappearance, naturally extinguished.

"Reporting to the Lord, it is said that I know that the Louwailou has just changed a landlord, and it is strange and unpredictable. It is said that as long as he has met the person, his life will not escape his grasp. Before, the elders of the Louwailou were dissatisfied. He also died silently, without any wounds." Huang Zhong was already prepared to tell the information he had found.

"You can kill people invisible just by meeting them?" Shen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a while, and asked again: "Do you know his name?"

"I heard that he carries a paintbrush with him, and he calls himself 'Danqingzi'. It's just that his brush and ink have never flowed out in the Jianghu." Huang Zhong was cautious.

Shen Mo's heart trembled when he heard "Dan Qingzi", because he recently looked through Jiangcheng's government records and saw an interesting record. 500 years ago, there was a famous painter in Jiangcheng who called himself Dan Qingzi and was not good at painting landscapes. The characters, on the contrary, are superior in the portrayal of ghosts.

Therefore, his paintings are called "ghost paintings".

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