Chapter 18 One Kill
The city commander's breath tightened, and he felt like he was drifting on a lonely boat, isolated and helpless, shouting that the sky was not responding, and that the earth was not working.
"Chief of Jiangling City, long time no see."
The visitor raised his head and looked at the magistrate on the second floor.
The aristocrat's signature white skin, cold and gloomy look, he tilted his head and smiled, half friendly and harmonious, full of cunning and insidiousness, as if everything was under his control, making it impossible to escape.
It was true that the city magistrate had an eye problem. He estimated for a long time that he could not figure out who the other party was: "Who are you? You dare to commit trouble in the city magistrate's house and you don't want your life?"
Jiyan said sharply, Full of authority.
The man hooked his fingers at him and said in a pleasant tone: "Are you going to come down and die on your own, or are you going to let my people go up and break your hands and feet first, and then kill you?"< br>
Cheng Ling’s scalp felt numb for a while. Listening to his cruel and humiliating words, his hands and feet were trembling with anger.
“Reply to him, it’s not certain who will die.”
A gentle and calm voice reminded him.
Cheng Ling didn’t even think twice, so he retorted: “It’s not certain who will die!”
What a strong mouth!
What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.
In the silence, a series of cold eyes were locked on the city order from hidden corners. The swords were shining, the cold light flashing, it was a fatal threat.
"Death is imminent, and you still dare to talk to me, Xie Xuan, so arrogantly. I have to say that so far, you are still the first person in the Wangcheng Order."
Hiccup!
Wang Chengling took a twitch.
Who?
He said...who is he?
"Thank you, thank you, Xie Xuan?!"
Wang Chengling turned his head stiffly, met the innocent-looking Xu Shanshan's eyes, and begged her to give a negative answer.
But Xu Shanshan said regretfully: "He is indeed Xie Xuan, Xie Zhoumu."
The notorious but untouchable third child of the Xie family.
Wang Chengling's face suddenly turned gray.
His lips were trembling.
He was quick to speak for a moment, but when he realized it now, he was almost frightened to death by his bold remarks.
It's over, it's over, it's over...
He was still staring at Xu Shanshan, not daring to face Xie Xuan, but he saw that her expression was like a calm lake, without any ripples.
The eyebrows and eyes were like green mountains, exuding a deep tranquility. At that moment, his fearful and racing heart surprisingly calmed down a lot.
He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Master Xu, you can save me and Jiangling City, right?"
Master Liu once told him in private that the person who harmed his Liu family was probably Xie According to Master Xu's words, the purpose is to destroy Jiangling City's destiny, not personal grudges.
Remembering that Xie Xuan sneaked into Jiangling City and besieged the city magistrate's office at this time, it was definitely not just for killing people. He must have other bigger intentions.
"Perhaps." She was calm and composed, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth: "But the city commander still remembers that I said that my rule is to resolve misfortunes and transform disasters, and you must take away the solution. An extremely precious thing in a human being.”
What?
Heart, liver, spleen, lungs or kidneys?
How long has this happened? As long as it can save his life and Jiangling City, he will give him anything!
He said as hard as a strong man breaking his wrist: "Tell me, what do you want?"
Xu Shanshan's eyes contained many secrets, and the pupils turned golden from the dark frame, suddenly bright The color of his eyes actually changed, like mysterious amber crystals solidified with bright light.
“You can make a lot of money if you have limited luck. I will take away your partial fortune in this life. At this point, you will be poor all your life. Are you willing to trade this fortune for your relationship with Jiangling? The city is in crisis at the moment? ”
Cheng Ling was stunned. When he looked at her, he felt an unbearable fear welling up in his heart.
He quickly lowered his eyes: "Do you mean that I will be poor all my life?"
"As long as you don't squander freely, you can still have enough food and clothing with your meager legitimate salary income. . "How does a person feel when he knows that no matter how hard he works in this life, he can only be a poor man who is not hungry?
Others may be quite desperate, but Wang Chengling's ambition is political achievements and serving the country, and he does not have such a strong greed for foreign goods.
"I am poor, will it not affect my descendants?"
"You are the one who pays the price, it is none of their business, but their money can never be shared with you, even if they give you money , you will also lose it if you turn around."
The city order has no worries now.
"Okay, I am willing to exchange!"
At this time, Maomao flew out from Xu Shanshan's sleeves, inhaled the white air on Cheng Ling's head and shoulders, and then shook his body. Akira returned to her head, hugging her belly and falling down.
"Maomao is full again. The contract is finalized and will be accounted for later."
Xie Xuan's eyes fell on Xu Shanshan and he smiled at the corner of his mouth. The smile seemed to be a mockery of her pretense.
"Xu Shanshan, the close disciple of the fortune teller, is actually a goddess who deceives the world and steals his reputation. He has defrauded dozens of people since he left the mountain. The Liu family and the city order are both the targets of your deception. Why, suddenly Did you change your ways?"
Seeing that he knew everything about his affairs, he must have investigated it in private.
Xu Shanshan looked at Xie Xuan and stared at his face for a long time. The strange and calm gaze made the undisguised evil and arrogance in the smile on Xie Xuan's face freeze for a moment.
"Xie San, even though you have grown up now, you are still the same as you were when you were a child."
Xie Xuan looked at her blankly for a while, then opened and closed his lips slightly, "Ha"?
"Xie San, can you scream too?"
The voice seemed to come from hell, and his teeth shone with a cold light in the darkness.
“Seven kills!”
Qisha suddenly appeared from the cracked banyan tree behind him. He was wearing a yellow mage uniform that stood out, his face was cold, and his eyes showed no emotion.
“It’s just a mediocre mysticism master, that is, no one in Jiangling City, so I can let you be tyrannical.”
He raised his arms, and a strange "air flow" It covered the banyan tree, and then many "bugs" fell from the dense canopy. These "bugs" had countless jointed limbs, were larger than spiders, and had weird and terrifying human faces.
Xu Shanshan picked up the digested Maomao from his head and asked: "It seems that they are too lazy to talk and plan to take action directly. I haven't recovered the strength to take action yet. What did you collect from Liu Shiyou and Wang Chengling?" How much 'luck' can you borrow?"
"Is it possible that you want to use that trick?"
"Yes."
Maomao did the math: "Just two sentences at most."
"Only two sentences?" Xu Shanshan was not satisfied.
"With an ordinary person like Xu Shanshan, if you say more than three sentences, it will hurt yourself. This will definitely delay your plan to change your life."
Xu Shanshan weighed it. Fang said: "That's good."
As soon as she responded, Maomao immediately spread its wings and flew up. Its red eyes were now streaming red, and there was a flow of air flowing into Xushan Mountain from its body. The aura around her began to change, as if it was filled with a suppressed power.
Those who do not have a certain level of practice are completely unaware of all this. They cannot see the mysterious nature of mysticism, let alone the existence of Maomao.
Qisha controlled the "Ghost Face Puppet". They were extremely fast, and their "da-da-da" made people get goosebumps all over their bodies. They climbed densely from the ground to the pillars of the building, all the way up.
“You are just an ordinary physiognomist who has just cultivated Wang Qi. I can tell at a glance that your mystical skills are shallow. I only need one move to make you die without a burial place!”
"Death without a burial place..." Xu Shanshan tilted his head and slowly raised his eyes. His red eyes, which were exactly the same as Maomao's, were like the door of hell opening: "Who is it, you?"
Qisha's eyes were buzzing and his head was hollow.
I felt a heavy feeling instantly enveloped my whole body. He was filled with an indescribable tension. The temperature seemed to be quietly dropping, and every breeze carried some unknown chill.
There is an invisible "big hand" stirring the atmosphere of this space.
Before he even had time to say a word, the person was controlled by invisible forces, and his limbs began to twist and break. Finally, in extreme pain and fear, the whole body exploded with a "bang".
One sentence kills one person, but a thousand miles leaves no trace.
"One chapter kills one person, but the author doesn't rhyme." ==
(End of this chapter)