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Chapter 220 Charming God of Death
Coming out of Situ Wanrou's princess mansion, without disturbing anyone, Su Mo and Xie Changting quietly returned to the other courtyard, opened the door, and they were greeted by Bi Yue and Qi Lang who hadn't slept all night .

"The last master." Bi Yue bowed.

"Young master—" Qi Lang responded with a smile.

Snapped--

There was a loud noise, and the two were stunned at the same time.

Qi Lang stroked his left cheek, the smile on his face froze, he stared blankly at Su Mo with a cold face, "Young Master..."

Su Mo ignored him, with an indifferent expression, and walked into the yard, Xie Changting followed indifferently, Biyue glanced at Qi Lang who had been slapped, and felt a little awe-inspiring in her heart. His childish behavior was kind of angry and funny, and he was often gnashing his teeth in anger, but after all, he was the supreme and respected high priest of Jiuluo. It is estimated that no one dared to greet his face so presumptuously all these years.

Moreover, the last master seemed very angry... What was it that made her so angry?
Qi Lang was only stunned for a moment. Seeing Su Mo walking inside, he hurriedly turned around to follow, and walked into the hall. He saw Su Mo had already sat down at the top, wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants, with an indifferent expression, as picturesque as a picture. Mei's brows are so cold, and the look in her eyes is cold, just like the evaluation he once gave her in a joking tone-the charming god of death in the dark night.

But at this time, Qi Lang couldn't laugh at all. A chill passed through his heart. Looking at Su Mo's expression, he suddenly realized a serious problem. Perhaps he had committed a fatal accident without knowing it. unforgivable mistake.

In front of the two "outsiders" Xie Changting and Bi Yue, Qi Lang walked to the hall, knelt down silently, bowed his head without saying a word.

He knew that he should admit his mistake, or ask his young master cautiously, what happened?But for a while, he was unwilling to speak, maybe he was aggrieved in his heart, no matter how big a mistake he made in the past, the young master would never embarrass him in front of outsiders, but the merciless slap just now, It made his heart go cold.

Did he come to this world, and his young master has changed unknowingly? Perhaps, he is no longer the old boss who protects him from the bottom of his heart even though he is cold and severe.

A little self-deprecating, even a little self-deprecating, Qi Lang lowered his head, unable to see the expression in his eyes clearly, but the faint bitterness on his face still pierced into Su Mo's eyes.

My thoughts drift away...

This guy, because he was an orphan, didn't feel very safe before. He was selected as Su Mo's personal bodyguard among hundreds of teenagers, and then gained Su Mo's trust through his own efforts, and then became her confidant.Although he never talked about the bitterness of it, she knew every bit of it. If a man with no background wanted to gain a foothold in the world of cannibalism, the price he would pay would definitely not be small. My own life has stood above tens of thousands of people at the cost of almost dying countless times, and won the approval of the most cold-hearted young master of the Su family in the 21st century.

She gave up her own life to follow the most important person in her life. Although she came here by chance, she would be lying if she said that she was not moved by the heart of Chicheng. Qi Lang was once the most important person in her life. People are so important that they surpass her own parents.

But at this moment, what is she doing?Even though someone took advantage of his negligence, it was not his original intention after all. It is expected that he never thought that Situ Wanrou, who once obeyed him, was a master at hiding disguises, and even a strange and unpredictable person in the world.

What made Su Mo angry was not Situ Wanrou's private plots. She believed that even if she was unfamiliar with these things, Cang Hao must have a way to deal with them. What made her really angry was Qi Lang's carelessness.

But carelessly, no one has the time to be meticulous and never make mistakes. Besides, since she discovered that trick, there are naturally solutions, because to blame Qi Lang for such a small matter, isn't it a bit of a big deal?
Just as he was thinking, Xie Changting, who was standing aside, said lightly: "Master Mo, Changting is going to rest first."

Su Mo raised his eyes and looked at Chang Ting, whose expression was always calm, and naturally understood what he meant. Chang Ting was never a person who would intercede for others. Even though he bullied Qi Lang openly before, he was considerate and unwilling to embarrass him even more now. , so he took the initiative to ask to leave, Su Mo was silent for a while, and nodded slightly.

Xie Changting turned to leave, Biyue also took the initiative to act as a servant, bowed and said, "Go down and make a cup of tea for the last master."

Su Mo also nodded, but she knew that this cup of tea would have to steep for at least half an hour.

"Lang'er." Su Mo said lightly, his expression had returned to normal.

Qi Lang raised his head and looked at Su Mo quietly. Half of his cheeks were already red and swollen, with five finger prints clearly visible, slightly bruised.

"Under Situ Wanrou's bedroom is not a secret room, but a huge underground palace, which stores countless gold and silver treasures, tens of thousands of highly poisonous, the No. 11 neurotoxin you used in Langzhou last time Among them..."

Su Mo's voice was light, and no anger could be heard. However, just after hearing this, Qi Lang had an ominous premonition in his heart.

NO.11 Neurotoxin is just a psychedelic drug, it cannot teach people to feel horrible, but——

"Using neurotoxins to control a large number of poisonous animals, and injecting this toxin into the animals can create infectious and extremely lethal chemical weapons. On the battlefield, it can achieve the effect of winning without fighting."

Qi Lang's fingertips felt a little cold, he naturally knew these principles, but he never thought that a backward age, a stupid ancient, could do such incredible things.

"In Situ Wanrou's underground palace, such toxins and sources of infection are now stored."

Qi Lang didn't ask how many were there. Just a little bit of such a lethal thing can destroy an army of 20 in a few days, and it seems that it is infected with a plague, and there is no cure. Even if Hua Tuo was reborn, he would be helpless.

"and also--"

And? Qi Lang's face turned pale.

"The last room in the underground palace was isolated by a wall, and I could smell the smell of gunpowder outside the wall."

gunpowder?!
Qi Lang's face turned pale, what kind of trouble has he caused?
Neurotoxin, plague, and gunpowder, with only these three things in hand, let alone conquering a country, what is impossible to win this vast world? But——

Blood flowed like a river, and countless casualties are definitely the lightest words. I'm afraid that by then, this world will eventually become a Shura field.

(End of this chapter)