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Chapter 6 Night Kill

This house was hidden in an inconspicuous place, with an iron lock on it. It was dark inside and there was no candlelight. However, there were faint rustling sounds inside.

Narcissus walked forward and listened. There was indeed someone inside. She fiddled with the iron lock with her hand and smiled. Then he turned around and walked to An Ziyao, spreading his hands.

An Ziyao glanced at Narcissus.

"What do you want?"

Narcissus smiled slightly.

"Key!"

The corners of An Ziyao's mouth twitched twice.

"This room was locked by our ancestors, and I don't have the key!"

Narcissus stared at An Ziyao, thinking, this bully is both cunning and stupid. Saying this now is nothing more than deceiving others.

"Really not?"

An Ziyao lowered his head and just shook his head.

Narcissus walked over and pointed lightly, and the iron lock fell to the ground with a clang. Narcissus looked back at An Ziyao.

"I can't get in without the key? Huh!"

He pushed open the door and saw that the room was neatly furnished, with tables and chairs spotless. The one facing the door, It was a mosquito net covering the bed, and there was a sound of crying inside the mosquito net.

Narcissus opened the mosquito net and saw a young woman curled up on the bed, with tears on her face.

She walked to the bed and asked.

"Are you Huang Puhao's wife?"

The young woman shrank into the bed in horror.

Narcissus is also impatient.

"Come on, Huang Puhao is waiting for you on the street!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the room.

Huangpuhao’s wife, who was still in shock, rushed out and ran to the door when she saw Narcissus leaving the room.

Narcissus didn't look back and walked directly towards An Ziyao. < /p>

The women were already trembling, some were crying, some had their heads shrunk, their backs to Narcissus, huddled in a corner, but no one was willing to stand up.

An Ziyao looked at them fiercely, gritting her teeth.

"Useless thing!"

Narcissus blinked and pointed at An Ziyao mischievously: "Look, no one stands up, what should we do?"

An Ziyao retracted her fierce gaze and turned to look at Narcissus, her eyes already filled with fear. His body was trembling slightly, as if he might fall down at any time. His face was as pale as paper, and his lips had lost their color and were trembling slightly. His hands were clenched unconsciously, and his nails dug deeply into his palms, but he didn't feel it at all.Feel pain. The rapid heartbeat seemed to beat out of the chest. His breathing also became rapid, and his chest rose and fell violently. His legs seemed to have lost their strength, barely able to support his body, and his whole person looked very fragile.

His eyes became wandering and he did not dare to look directly at Narcissus. There was a weak sound in his throat, as if he was trying to restrain the fear in his heart, but this restraint made him look more helpless and scared.

Narcissus looked at An Ziyao's shaky appearance and felt happy. This kind of game is so fun! Then he had some weird thoughts again, his almond-shaped eyes rolled, and his jade hand gently patted An Ziyao's shoulder.

"An Ziyao, it's not easy to see you create such a big family business, and now you are dead..." Narcissus shook his head pretending to be regretful, "Tsk, tsk, what a pity. So be it! I have a question. , If you answer correctly, I will spare your life!"

An Ziyao was trembling all over, lowering her head slightly, her eyes evasive, not daring to look at the Narcissus in front of her.

However, he secretly made a calculation in his heart: "That's it! As long as I can save this little life now, what if I am teased by a little girl like you? In the future, I can still be here The people in Ziyun City are domineering and covering the sky with one hand." Thinking of this, An Ziyao seemed to have seen the day when she would regain her glory, and the corner of her mouth moved slightly.

Narcissus took out a silver dollar from his arms, blew it playfully, put it to his ear and pretended to listen!

"Yes, it's true."

Then he looked at An Ziyao.

"Let's take a guess. I like to play this. There are portraits on the front and words on the back. How about it?"

Without waiting for An Ziyao to agree, Narcissus tossed the silver dollar. .

The silver dollar reversed in the air and slowly fell from a height. Narcissus made palms with his hands and reached out to hold the silver dollar.

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"Do you want a portrait or a word?"

An Ziyao moved his mouth several times, and finally made a low sound, as loud as a mosquito.

"Portrait!"

Narcissus stared at An Ziyao.

"Are you sure? This is your life or death decision!"

An Ziyao didn't say anything, he was already filled with anger, but he didn't dare to act out due to Narcissus' methods.

Narcissus looked at An Ziyao and said nothing.

"Okay, you've decided, we'll start!"

Narcissus opened his jade hand and was surprised to find that the silver dollar's real image was pointing upwards.

She looked at the silver dollar in her hand.

"It turns out that this guy is also a tyrannical and evil person who clings to power and wealth!"

After saying that, Narcissus chuckled, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, "You got it right. ! But I can’t spare you!”

After saying that, he moved his lotus steps, turned around, and a strong airflow spurted out from his pink sleeves.

An Ziyao didn't even make a sound. When his body hit the airflow, it was quickly torn apart and sprayed out. The flesh and blood splashed to the ground, staining the entire courtyard red. When the women saw this, they collapsed to the ground in fear, and their screams filled the night sky.

Narcissus did not look back, and floated into the sky, disappearing into the night.

When the Narcissus disappeared, the blisters covering everyone's bodies also burst, and the servants collapsed on the ground. His face was pale and he was breathing heavily.

The bald man wanted to get up, but he felt that his whole body was limp and he couldn't exert any strength. He knew that his vitality had been severely damaged and his kung fu had been wasted. He lay helplessly on the ground, not moving an inch.

The moment the blisters burst, the rickety old Taoist felt his chest heat up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked at the place where Narcissus disappeared in horror and murmured: "This person must be from the Wuming Valley. His skill is at least above the Yusha realm."

The cultivation realm is divided from low to high: Xuanyuan realm, Jiuyang realm, Yusha realm and Qitian realm. The Jade Evil Realm is only one in a million, and the Qitian Realm is even more of a legend. Almost no one can cultivate to this realm. This is why the old man is afraid.

After hearing this, the bald man's eyes widened in horror, and the corners of his mouth trembled involuntarily: "Wu...ming...gu!"

The sky was getting brighter, and An Ziyao's violence was spreading in the town. News of death. The county magistrate also got on a blue woolen sedan early and, accompanied by the master, hurried to An Mansion.

People were whispering and smiling. In the crowd, Narcissus was wandering among the dazzling array of products, thinking in her mind: "Come out and bring back a gift for the little one."

In front of a stall, she stood still, with a pair of jade hands. He carefully selected the goods, and after selecting them, he smiled and said: "Boss, put this up."

The boss smiled along with him and said flattering words: "The girl is really discerning, this is..."

Narcissus glanced at the boss and smiled in his heart. These businessmen really know how to talk.

While talking, a group of county government officials ran past the stall, raising waves of dust. The atmosphere in the entire street seemed very tense.

Narcissus took the package handed over by the boss and slowly blended into the crowd.

The Nameless Valley has lofty mountains, towering into the clouds, and clouds and mist lingering around the mountains. There are exotic flowers and plants and green trees on the hillside. Deep in the shade of the trees, the door of the cave is looming, as if there is a wisp of fairy spirit floating in it.

In the blink of an eye, three spring and autumn years have passed since An Ziyao was killed. Wuming Valley has become famous, and some people have heard the word Wuming Valley.

Among the people, there was a rumor that someone who had become an official somewhere was killed by the people of Wuming Valley! Even if you are the head of Qixuan Sect or Brahma Temple, as long as you can afford the money, the people of Wuming Valley will take his head for you. heEach of them has boundless power, and there is no one they cannot kill.

As time goes by, this rumor becomes known to everyone!

The sun had just emerged that day, and a slightly short man wearing a green robe hurriedly walked towards the cave of the Wuming Valley General Altar. I could see that his skin was a bit dark, with a short beard hanging from his chin, and a slightly fat figure. His walk was light and elegant, and he had a faint fairy aura.

Fan Xin, who was playing outside the cave, saw that it was Brother Tudun, so he jumped up to meet him: "Brother Tudun, I miss you so much. I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you been wandering around?"

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Tudun smiled innocently and touched Fan Xin's head: "I miss you too, how are you? Have you made any progress in your skills?"

Fan Xin said coquettishly: "Tudun Brother Dun, you asked such a boring thing when we met, what gift did you bring me?"

Tudun was stunned for a moment, but was stopped by his question. It seems that this little guy is getting smarter and smarter. .

"Oh, I was careless this time. Next time I go shopping, I will definitely buy you a very nice gift, okay?"

Although Tudun was with Fan Xin He spoke, but his eyes were full of anxiety.

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