Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Under the uneasy gaze of the man in black robe, Jiang Xiaochuan walked onto the stage.

Ten meters away, he picked up a throwing knife used in performances and aimed it at the turntable in front of him.

Target objects such as watermelons, pineapples, and apples are placed on the turntable in sequence.

call out! "

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the flying knife turned into a bolt of lightning, piercing the air.

Watermelon was instantly torn apart by the fierce attack of the flying knives.

The bright red juice spurted out like a waterfall, dyeing the entire turntable red.

The splashing juice drew arcs in the air and fell on the black-robed man's face, making him feel a cold touch.

Under the flickering lights.

The man in black robe saw in a trance that the liquid dripping from the turntable was as dazzling as blood!

Suddenly, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

He seemed to know what Jiang Xiaochuan was going to do.

"Bring the people here."

The corner of Jiang Xiaochuan's mouth evoked a hint of incomparable confidence.

Soon, several people dragged the man in black robe onto the stage.

Under Jiang Xiaochuan's instruction, the man in black robe was fixed on the turntable.

"Boy, do you think you can make me surrender like this? I'm not afraid of such trivial tricks at all!"

The man in black robe roared angrily.

"I know you are tough."

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded in agreement:

"Honestly, I don't want to know anything from you anymore, but your head is a good target for practicing knife throwing."

While talking, he found a piece of black cloth and covered his eyes.

"you……"

The man in black robe just opened his mouth, but found that his voice seemed to be trembling.

In the darkness, Jiang Xiaochuan fumbled and grabbed a few throwing knives.

His fingers lightly slid over the cold blade.

I felt a cold and sharp touch.

Suddenly, several flying knives made a harsh sound under the collision.

The sound was sharp and noisy, making people's scalp numb.

Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly waved his hand, and with a sound of "Whoosh!", the flying knife shot out like lightning, stabbing the man in black robe.

"Boom."

There was a dull sound, and the flying knife hit the turntable.

The man in black robe's Adam's apple rolled, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

Just for a moment, he seemed to have half stepped into the gate of hell.

Jiang Xiaochuan lifted up the black cloth and frowned slightly when he saw the man in black robe safe and sound.

Seems very dissatisfied with his performance.

The black cloth fell, and he swept his hand across the table. Four sharp knives shining with cold light were held between his fingers.

Seeing this, the man in black sweat broke out.

Every breath and every blink of his eye was attracted by the shining cold light of the knife tip.

"stop!"

Staring at the flying knife in Jiang Xiaochuan's hand in fear, the man in black robe said with great reluctance: "What do you want to know?"

"Tell me, what does that little girl have to do with Rakshasa?"

Jiang Xiaochuan said coldly.

Rakshasa had always given him the impression of being cold-blooded and ruthless, and seeing the man in black robe today confirmed this fact.

But judging from the reactions between Heipao and Xiaokui, Xiaokui is definitely related to Rakshasa.

Could it be that Xiaokui, who is innocent by nature, is also a member of the Rakshasa clan?

Thinking of the scar on her wrist, Jiang Xiaochuan felt that the matter was not simple, and he had to figure out what was going on.

"Boy, asking too much about Rakshasa will do you no good."

The man in black robe was slightly startled. When talking about Rakshasa, everyone avoided him like a snake or a scorpion, but Jiang Xiaochuan asked him twice.

And looking at the momentum, this guy doesn't seem to be afraid of Rakshasa.

"You might as well change the question, like who asked me to kill you."

The man in black robe took the initiative to drop a bombshell.

He believed that compared to asking some innocuous questions, this answer was what Jiang Xiaochuan wanted to know most.

Once Jiang Xiaochuan expressed strong interest, he took this as a condition and asked Jiang Xiaochuan to let him go.

"You seem to want to negotiate terms with me?"

The moment Jiang Xiaochuan's cold eyes glanced over, a flying knife stabbed at the man in black robe with a sharp sound through the air.

The sharp blade was fixed on the turntable against his scalp.

Feeling the cold blade close to his scalp, the man in black robe felt a turmoil in his heart.

His heartbeat accelerated suddenly, as if the sharp edge of the flying knife had penetrated his body.

His eyes were full of fear and panic, and he stared at Jiang Xiaochuan.

Trying to find a flaw in that cold gaze.

However, all he saw was Jiang Xiaochuan's cold and ruthless eyes.

At this moment, all the thoughts of the man in black robe were suppressed by fear.

"The little girl is indeed inside the Rakshasa Gate!"

"But I don't know much about her. She usually stays in the secret room with the saint."

The man in black robe said tremblingly.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan frowned, "What does he have to do with your saint?"

"they?"

The man in black robe was speechless for a moment, "Her identity was kept tightly under the door. No one except a few elders knew about it."

Speaking of this, a hint of bitterness flashed in the eyes of the man in black, "I have been kicked out of Rakshasa for a long time, and I am even more unclear about her identity. I only know that the saint seems to love her very much."

Kicked out of Rakshasa?

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at the man in black robe coldly.

In his opinion, the man in black robe is a very qualified Rakshasa disciple.

Just now, he had made bold promises to massacre everyone.

How could such a person be eliminated by the notorious Rakshasa?

"What I said is real!"

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's disbelief, the man in black robe quickly explained.

From his words, Jiang Xiaochuan learned something unknown...