The Only Immortal Cultivator of Douluo

Chapter 114 Steady
At this time, Bu Chagan also reacted, and asked quickly:
"Dean Su, are you okay, are you injured?"

Su Bai shook his head, and said, "It's nothing serious, it's just a small injury and a piece of clothing torn."

While speaking, Su Bai picked up the broken sleeve, and shook the two white marks on his arm in front of Bu Shagan's eyes.

Bu Chagan suddenly understood, and immediately said:
"Well, this time it's really thanks to Dean Su.

Without Dean Su's help, if I came here alone, I'm afraid I'd die right away.

How about this, I'm adding an extra [-] to this month's remuneration, counting it as my personal gratitude to Dean Su, as well as the medical expenses and mental damage expenses of this operation. "

After speaking, he took out a black card with a denomination of [-] gold soul coins from the storage soul guide, and handed it to Su Bai.

"Oh, what an embarrassment, we have already negotiated the price, how can I ask for more."

While rejecting, Su Bai put the black card into his Two-dimensional arms, smiling.

Seeing this, the corners of Bu Chagan's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything more.

Immediately, he looked at the mutilated body that fell to the ground.

From the abdomen to the top, the entire chest and head have disappeared, leaving only a little flesh connecting the limbs, what a miserable word.

Su Bai lowered his body, and took out a bracelet-shaped storage soul guide from the corpse, fiddled with it a few times, and opened it easily.

There is nothing special in it, just a few changes of clothes and other sundries.

There are also a few cards with different amounts, which add up to only tens of thousands of gold soul coins.

It turned out to be a poor ghost... Su Bai secretly thought in his heart.

This is not to say that the deceased Lu Qing was really poor. As the Extremis Killer of the Seven Kills Pavilion and the Soul Sage of the Seven Rings, his family background is still very rich.

It's just that as a killer, what you do is a life-threatening job.

After receiving the task, assassinating the target, and getting the reward, they either go out and spend a lot of money.

When the money is spent, continue to accept tasks... the cycle repeats.

Either build your own little coffers and hide away until you're almost done, or get bored.

Then wash your hands in the golden basin, leave the Seven Killing Pavilion with your own small treasury, quit the killer business, and use most of your life savings to enjoy yourself.

Unfortunately, Lu Qing belonged to the latter group, and he only brought some small money with him when he came out to perform the mission this time, as long as it was enough.

As for his small treasury, it may be cheaper than some bank chambers of commerce, or lucky treasure diggers.

Su Bai searched carefully among the soul guides again, but found no information about this person.

From the looks of it, this person is still a professional, and he didn't make such a low-level mistake.

Just when Su Bai's consciousness was about to withdraw from the soul guide, a fragment with metallic luster caught his attention.

This fragment is a quarter circle as a whole, and it seems to be some years old. The material is very special, like a mixture of various precious metals.

Nothing else, just hard.

There is also a word "Ming" engraved on this fragment, which looks very mysterious.

Su Bai felt that this piece of fragment probably had a great origin, and it should be a part of some kind of key.

Don't ask how Su Bai knew, when he was in Taicang Immortal Realm, he saw this kind of thing too much.

Touching the corpse is one of the three paths for the son of luck to make a fortune.

The other two are to download a copy and participate in the auction house.

As we all know, the sons of luck have a pair of wisdom eyes, and those who follow the sons of luck are often blind people who are dusty on the spiritual platform.

This thing should be useful in the future... Anyway, Su Bai thinks so.

Then, under Bu Chagan's gaze, Su Bai calmly put the soul guide into his two-dimensional arms.

That's right, this man came to attack me, and I killed him back. The things on him are naturally my trophies.

Is there a problem?

no problem.

"Ahem, Deacon Bu, should we get down to business?" Su Bai asked.

"Business? Oh, yes, yes, I almost forgot."

Bu Sha slapped his head and remembered.

They came here to arrest gangsters who molested women from good families. As soon as they arrived here, a killer hidden in the dark popped out inexplicably to give away their heads.

Accidentally forgot the business.

……

At this moment, the soul master who molested the woman from a good family was still sleeping soundly, with a smile on his face, as if he had dreamed of something happy.

What happened just now didn't seem to have any effect on him, the quality of his sleep was amazing.

But now, Bu Chagan had to wake him up and tell him a cruel but simple truth.

Children, dreams are the opposite.

You will probably spend the next few days in prison.

……

After Bu Chagan fed the perverted soul master the potion that suppresses the soul power in his body, he put a rope around his neck and prepared to leave.

At this time, next to the winter grass, a few big bare trees were entwined with very thick purple vines.

Between the purple vines and the big tree, a figure observed Su Bai and Bu Chagan's departure, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was Young Master Ziyu who had been hiding in the dark.

He also helped Lu Qing arrange this piece of grass in winter.

For this reason, Lu Qing also specially allowed Ziyu to watch and study his assassination process from the sidelines.

Accumulate experience and enhance the ability to squat and assassinate.

He had seen the assassination process, but he also witnessed the fall of Lu Qing, the desperate killer in the Seven Killing Pavilion, Night Mantis Lu Qing.

All of a sudden, I can't help but feel mixed feelings in my heart, sadness, fear, confusion, relaxation... all kinds of emotions are intertwined.

Lu Qing is his senior, and he is also a half-teacher who guides and supports him a lot on weekdays.

Now that people are gone like this, it is inevitable to be a little sad.

I thought this action was just a warm-up before Lu Qing avenged himself.

As a result, people immediately became cold.

Secondly, it was shocking to the strength of the boy in white.

He could tell that the Rising Dragon Fist was just a casual blow by him, and he didn't use his full strength at all.

Even so, he still instantly killed Lu Qing at level [-]. What a terrifying combat power this is.

It can be said that it has exceeded Ziyu's cognitive range.

After all, he has never even seen a battle at the Title Douluo level.

He even wondered whether the deaths of his eldest brother and third brother were also related to this young man in white.

However, these are destined to become eternal puzzles.

Ziyu can't and won't continue to search for the truth about the death of her elder brother and third younger brother, let alone continue to have the idea of ​​revenge.

He has done enough to be worthy of his brother's spirit in heaven.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, Ziyu tried her best to cover up her aura to prevent any accidents.

Shan'er is still waiting for me, I absolutely cannot die here...

Ziyu settled her mind, bit her tongue, and forced her brain to stay awake.

As long as we persist until the boy in white leaves...the sky is high and the sea is wide, I can never be separated from Shan'er, and we can live our own little life.

Hold on, you can win.

……

Su Bai walked in front, looking back from time to time, always feeling like he missed something.

What's missing?

at this time.

"Ah... ah choo~"

The lecherous soul master with the rope around his neck suddenly sneezed and muttered softly:

"This damn weather, it's a bit cold."

Su Bai had a flash of inspiration, stopped, turned his head, looked at the winter grass and... the purple vines on the tree, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Dean Su, what's the matter?" Bu Chagan looked at Su Bai who stopped suddenly, and asked suspiciously.

Su Bai touched his chin, pointed to the grass in front of him and said:
"Deacon Bu, do you feel that those lonely bushes in front of this winter and the purple vines on the surrounding trees are a bit... abrupt."

"Well, Dean Su, you said so, it seems a little bit."

Hearing this, Ziyu, who was hiding among layers of vines, was sweating profusely.

Not good, pills.

……

(End of this chapter)