The male god of quick time travel, don't trick me anymore

Chapter 176 Mr. Interpol's Little Wife (15)

Zhuang Yi could clearly see that although the words between them and the old man were very close, they were more probing and vigilant. Although she didn't know why they took her with them,...
"I have checked, at least there is no one around where we can be checked."

Seeing their looks of fear, admiration and even curiosity on him, Zhuang Yi's eyes became playful.

"Why, you called me, didn't you want me to help you?"

The letter that suddenly appeared in her bedroom for no reason said that nowadays, all those who practice ancient martial arts have to be registered, and they can even be tested for grades. Before the grades, the most important thing is to step into this place. There is a threshold, but this threshold is not so easy to cross.

If you want to pass this item, the most important thing is to get the recognition of several respected sects. If no one recognizes it, then, at least, the righteous ancient warriors will not accept those people as disciples. Of course, they will not accept them. recognized.

And they happened to have an important matter right now, so they invited themselves to go with them, so that they could take it as a part of the assessment.

Not to mention that she saw that the things in her room had been turned over a lot, and when she realized that the way they sent her the letter was to climb up the wall carefully, she could even see the traces of some tools
cough cough.Her displeasure at the time turned into a joke.

The so-called ancient martial arts in this world have even become so effective in the essential skill of lightness kung fu.
"Cough cough."

No matter how thick-skinned a person is, he finally feels a little embarrassed to be looked at by a junior with such eyes.

He put his callused hands to his mouth and coughed a few times.

"Well, little girl, what kind of martial arts are you using?"

The old man looked confused, but a person of such a senior generation didn't have the slightest change in his face when he looked at him like this, and he really had a good temper.

If it were someone who was a little stingier, I would be extremely embarrassed and angry by now.

"This secrecy will not be leaked."

Zhuang Yi put on an upright face and said these eight words righteously.

People who had been listening to them with open ears suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Although it looked like it was just a casual mention, the old man still slightly shrugged his head.

"Forget it, let's disperse and look around."

Sure enough, as Zhuang Yi said, he searched the surrounding area again, but there was still no one.

"what!"

The screams came to mind, and after a burst of noise, most people gathered at the source of the noise.

The old man frowned and pushed away the crowd in front of him. At first, there were still people making way for him, but as he got inside, no one moved.

His complexion became more and more ugly.

This is to be frightened, not disrespectful to him.

After finally walking to the vacuum in front of him, he saw a disciple of his school slumped on the ground, his body still shaking like chaff, his mouth kept shaking, and he was already speechless.

"What happened?"

Before they could answer, the old man saw the tragic scene in front of him.

No, it's the horrific scene after the tragedy.

There are at least twenty wooden barrels they usually use for medicinal baths.
What's inside is not medicine, but some dark liquid.
Coupled with the overwhelming smell of blood
Even he couldn't help a trace of horror from the depths of his soul.

Medicinal bath Medicinal bath
The blood on the wall has turned black, and some on the ground has already condensed into blood clots. These should have been spilled.

But the content inside the barrel still maintains a fresh color, as if it had just been released from the human body.

(End of this chapter)