Death I have hundreds of millions of believers

Chapter 170 Kill Me Saya Xueyue

In the middle of the moon, in a large room in Xia Dalu's house, an old man with white beard and white hair was sitting in front of a mirror, with ointment dipped in his hand and rubbing it on his face.

And on his old left face, there was a purple-red palm print. The palm was long and thin, and the five fingers were slender. It looked like it was slapped by a woman.

The old man carefully applied the ointment to the last finger mark, and looked in the mirror, his eyes were full of anger.

Wow, he waved his hand violently, and slammed the mirror into the air. The mirror whirled and hit the wall, blasting into thousands of tiny pieces.

"Too deceiving!"

The old man covered his face, gritted his teeth and growled.

"Xueyue Saya, you didn't listen to dissuasion, and you didn't equip the assassination troops with tapir knives, which resulted in the loss of more than half of the dead soldiers I spent hundreds of years training painstakingly.

I just mentioned a few words, but you actually slapped me in the face in front of the assassination troops!Let me feel that Yun Jingyao will have no face in the future, and stay at Xia Dalu's house! "

boom!Yunjing Yaojue slapped the table hard, the anger in his eyes could almost burn through the world.

"Since you are unkind, then you will be blamed for my disloyalty!" He stood up suddenly, opened the door and walked out.

At the door of the secret storehouse in the backyard, two gatekeepers knelt down on one knee: "Master Yunjing, is there anything wrong with coming here so late?"

Yun Jingyao hummed, and waved at the two of them: "Open the door."

The two gatekeepers froze for a moment, and the young guard on the left frowned: "Master Yunjing, I wonder if you have a handwritten note from the master... Woo!"

Before he finished speaking, the elder guard on the right covered his mouth and smiled at Yunjing Yaojue at the same time.

"Master Yunjing is a newcomer and doesn't know the rules, so I'll just drive with you."

As he spoke, he took out the key and opened the door, regardless of his companion's objections.

Yunjing Yaojue hummed expressionlessly, and walked into the secret vault.

The guard at the door whose mouth was covered pulled away his companion's hand and roared angrily: "Why are you still respectful to him? Didn't you see the slap on his face? He offended the master, and he has already The prestige is gone!"

"Hush! Keep your voice down. You've only been here for a few years, what do you know! Let me tell you, if you want to continue living, when Lord Yaojue comes out, apologize quickly, and there may be room for redemption."

The elder guard warned with a look of fear.

"Heh! He's already like this for an old man, why are you afraid of him? Does he still dare to kill me?"

A sneer of disdain flashed across the corner of the young guard's mouth. Just as he was complacent, his lower back suddenly felt cold, and then his body suddenly became weak.

He lowered his head and was surprised to find that two blades protruded from his stomach, like two tuning fork-shaped blades, and a large amount of blood fell to the ground along the tips of the tuning forks.

He wanted to turn around to see who was plotting against him, but he had already weakened powerlessly.

Yunjing Yaojue took out his tuning fork knife, wiped the blood-stained blade on his body a few times with an expressionless face, and randomly put the knife into a wooden box.

He turned his head to the side, and ordered in the dark, "Clean it up."

"Yes!" The air twisted, and a black figure appeared out of nowhere, quickly picking up the corpses on the ground.

Yun Jingyao didn't even look at it, the old guard who had already slumped on the ground turned around and left with the box in his arms.

Back in the house, he stretched out his hand and cast a ghostly spell on the ground, the ground suddenly split open, revealing a dark hole.

Walking through the dark tunnel, he came to an underground chamber, in the center of which was a strange instrument.

After a few quick presses on the instrument, a blue light curtain rose, and soon a young man appeared inside.

He was wearing the captain's white feathers, surrounded by large sand dunes, as if he was in the desert.

Seeing this man, Yunjing Yao felt an ugly smile on his old face like orange peel.

"Captain Tianbei, are you still fighting in the virtual circle? You, the captain of the expedition, are much busier than the captain of the Thirteenth Guarding Team."

The man chuckled: "You're joking, I will help an unknown person in the sky, how can I compare with the captains of the [-]th Team of the Guarding Court."

After being polite, he changed the subject: "Mr. Yunjing is looking for me so late, I'm afraid there is something wrong."

Yunjing Yaojue nodded slightly: "I agree to your conditions." He gently opened the lid of the box and took out the tuning fork-shaped knife.

"This is the Tapir Yaodao!?" Tianbei Xiuzhu's eyes lit up.

Yunjing Yaojue smiled proudly: "That's right, this is the tapir knife that our Xiadalu family has studied for hundreds of years.

According to the agreement, I will give it to you now, and you will do one thing for me. "

Yunjing Yao felt a flick of his hand, and the tuning fork appeared on the sandy ground under Tianbei Xiuzhu's feet through the light screen amidst a burst of water waves.

The man leaned over and picked up the tuning fork-shaped tapir knife, and carefully looked at it: "You are so generous, it is difficult to get things done."

"Of course! I want you to kill Xueyue Saya for me!" Yunjing Yaojue's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Tianbei Xiuzhu took a look at the slap marks on his face, then nodded clearly: "It seems that you have really made up your mind, okay, I agree."

Yunjing Yaojue snorted coldly, "Then when will you do it?"

"Well..." Tianbei Xiuzhu pondered for a while: "I have a vacation recently, and I can return to Seilingting in about ten days and a half months, and I will arrange it for you as soon as possible."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Yunjing Yaojue turned off the instrument, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My lord, everyone knows that you are avenging my sister. But I know that after the death of the former lord, you once confessed to Kitahara Zhenhui, but you were politely rejected.

That's why love gave birth to hatred, chasing and killing those hidden guards for decades, even knowing that the boy was Jingle Chunshui's apprentice, but still besieged and killed him openly and secretly, wasting the family's strength in vain. "

Yunjing Yaojue clenched his fist violently, even because of the excessive force, his fist was trembling slightly.

"Those are all dead soldiers I have worked so hard to cultivate for the family. If you don't cherish them, then I can only change the master of the Xiadalu family!"

In the early morning, Xiao Hei yawned and walked out of the room, and saw Cang Jie standing in the yard at a glance, posing in a strange pose.

"Wow, Big Brother Cangjie, what are you doing with your ass up in the morning? Are you constipated?"

Cang Jie's nose almost crooked, what constipation, this child is real!

He gave him an angry look: "This is called horse stance, and it is a very traditional training method."

Xiao Hei blinked: "Brother, why do you want to practice this?"

"Because I want to train an advanced Shunpo technique, I'm looking for a feeling."

"Oh, that's it." Xiao Hei turned around him a few times, then suddenly tilted his head and said innocently: "But I see that other gods of death Shunpo are the ones who run very fast, brother, shouldn't you?" start running?"

Cang Jie sighed in frustration: "I ran for a long time just now, but I still didn't feel anything. Now I can only move quietly."

The corner of Xiao Hei's mouth twitched: "Brother, you are completely fooling around. I met a god of death a few days ago. He told me that if you want to run fast, you have to imagine yourself as the wind, and then you can run like the wind. quick."

Cang Jie's heart moved, it seemed quite reasonable, why don't you give it a try?As soon as he thought about it, he immediately gave up the zama step and started running circles instead.

Feeling the airflow around him, he ran faster and faster, and the wind resistance that followed became stronger and stronger.

Imagine yourself as the wind, and blend into it...

Cang Jie ran, while adjusting his posture, slowly reducing his wind resistance, suddenly his body shook, and the spiritual pressure all over his body suddenly gathered towards his lower back.

boom!The clothes suddenly exploded, and a white light lit up from his lower back, and it was done in an instant!
(End of this chapter)