The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

When he said this, the innkeeper's tone revealed a deep meaning, and the arc of his lips became more and more strange and difficult to distinguish.

Wu Zhi's brows frowned even tighter, and the facial contours under the mask also became more profound and tough because of the frowning movements.

His lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak, but Xi Jianlin who was at the side had already spoken before him, "How about the three of us, what does it have to do with you?"

Xi Jianlin sneered and glanced at the innkeeper: "Look at your poor appearance, you should take care of yourself first."

The innkeeper heard the words, but he was not annoyed at all, he said unhurriedly: "Young master, you can speak quite well."

At the end, he took another look at Wu Zhi: "Since that's the case, I should like the big gift I prepared for you."

Wu Zhi looked directly at the innkeeper, and said in a cold tone, "You lured us here on purpose."

The innkeeper chuckled: "It's natural." Speaking of this, he looked past Wu Zhi, as if he wanted to see Fu Zhenhong behind Wu Zhi.However, because Wu Zhi's figure was tall enough to completely isolate Fu Zhenhong's figure, the innkeeper couldn't see it.

He paused for a moment, then changed his voice: "However, I thought there would be two people coming, but I didn't expect that there would be one more person following."

After finishing speaking, he raised his long and narrow eyes, and said something like a sigh: "The relationship between the three of you is really interesting." In the end, it seemed that because of the continuous talking, his weak body made him unable to restrain himself. Covering her lips with a handkerchief, she coughed lightly a few times.

This time, neither Wu Zhi nor Xi Jianlin spoke.The two didn't look at each other, but they both heard some implication from the innkeeper's words.

Wu Zhi thought of the wave of bandits they encountered on the road.

Big boss, second boss...

Just the name alone is enough to explain that the gangsters on the road and the owner of this inn should be in the same group.

In the same way, the man in front of him also seemed to have analyzed from the delay in the return of the bandits that the reason for this might be related to them.

As the other party just answered, they will appear in this underground passage, which is also the result of the other party's deliberate guidance.

Obviously, from the moment they stepped into the inn, they were already being watched by the other party.

The other party deduced that their abilities should not be low, guessed that they would not be caught by the smoke, and even guessed that they would follow behind the smoker.

Even the words of the two people who put out the smoke outside the door were the result of this man's deliberate instructions.

Really thoughtful.

Wu Zhi and Xi Jianlin thought of these words at the same time in their hearts.

But the truth is not too far from what Wu Zhi and Xi Jianlin guessed in their hearts.The innkeeper, who was wearing a purple brocade robe, had indeed deduced that the group of the second head, Scar Li, should have been killed by these people or one of them.

Before Wu Zhi and the others came here, he was still not sure whether several people in Wu Zhi and his group worked together to attack Scar Li and the others, or if it was just one of them.

But at this moment, the innkeeper can be sure.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the little girl on the ground.

Then he thought of the scene he saw behind the stone wall, and he didn't expect that handsome man to be the one with the best martial arts among them.

From the gaze of the innkeeper, Wu Zhi seemed to understand something, his eyes darkened, and his tone was as cold as a pool: "You actually took the life of a child of a few years old to test."

The innkeeper laughed out loud: "Try it or not, she will die." The corners of his lips were smiling brightly, but the words he said were sinister: "Of course, you will be with her in the end."

"Who gave you the confidence?" A pleasant and indifferent male voice rose slowly. Fu Zhenhong, who had never spoken, walked out from behind Wu Zhi and Xi Jianlin with the little girl in her arms.

Seeing this, Xi Jianlin took the little girl who was still in a coma from Fu Zhenhong's hand: "I'll do it." He said to Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong didn't say anything, and handed over the little girl in her arms to Xi Jianlin.

He raised his eyelids, met the innkeeper's meaningful gaze, and there was a sense of coldness in his casual expression: "Do you think that since we are in this underground tunnel as you imagined? Here, then everything after that will happen as you planned?"

The innkeeper shook his head lightly: "I didn't say that." However, although he answered like that, the confidence revealed between his brows was more like answering Fu Zhenhong's question. These words.

Fu Zhenhong said in a flat tone: "Too confident is not a good thing."

When the innkeeper heard this, he laughed noncommittally.

Afterwards, he half-closed his eyes, his eyes moved on Fu Zhenhong's body, and a secret lust appeared in the depths of his pupils.He licked the corner of his lips lightly, and said curiously: "You look so good-looking, it should be very tempting to think of your blood..."

Before the innkeeper finished speaking the last word, a long and thin silver needle shot straight towards his throat.The innkeeper also reacted very quickly, dodging the attack a second before the silver needle was about to pierce his skin.

But even though he avoided the fatal shot, the skin on his chin was scratched instantly by the tip of the silver needle, and blood overflowed from the wound.

A look of surprise flashed across the innkeeper's eyes, although he guessed that the masked man was an aggressive existence.But he didn't expect that the opponent's attack would be so fast, and he almost got stabbed in the vitals.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been directly pierced in the throat by the silver needle.

Arriving here first, the innkeeper looked at the slender silver needle on the ground.

And Wu Zhi, Fu Zhenhong and Xi Jianlin looked at the bleeding chin of the innkeeper.

Xi Jianlin's pupils constricted: "Is this blood? How could someone's blood be purple?"

Not only Xi Jianlin, but also Wu Zhi's eyes were filled with surprise.However, unlike Xi Jianlin who simply lamented the color of the blood, Wu Zhi stood still because the man seemed unaffected after being hit by his silver needle.

There was poison on his silver needle, and the poison had obviously entered the man's blood, but the man seemed to be fine.

As Fu Zhenhong, who had seen Wu Zhi use the silver needle to deal with those gangsters with his own eyes, he naturally knew the power of the silver needle, and naturally guessed what he was thinking at the moment from Wu Zhi's lowered eyes.

"Medicine man?" Almost at the same time, Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi said these two words.

Xi Jianlin at the side rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and soon understood what Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi meant.

Xi Jianlin has heard some rumors that there is a kind of person whose body has undergone certain changes because of being soaked in various toxins all year round, and has formed a special physique that is invulnerable to all poisons, which can resist external intrusion|invasion into the body. Various toxins.

And this kind of person is called a medicine man.

When the innkeeper heard these two words, he raised his eyes and did not refute.Instead, he picked up the silver needle on the ground and took a closer look: "Scar Li and the others were killed by this silver needle?"

Although he used questioning words, there was a kind of affirmation in the man's voice.

Wu Zhi didn't speak, but re-examined this man with a more unpredictable look, who looked so weak that he would fall down when the wind blows.

The innkeeper felt Wu Zhi's gaze and smiled slightly.The next second, he loosened his fingers, and with a "thump", the silver needle fell to the ground with a piercing sound.

He raised his hand, wiped off the blood overflowing from the wound on his jaw with his fingertips, and then wiped it gently with a handkerchief, his movements looked gentle and elegant.

At this time, white smoke began to rise from the blood-stained bath, and a strange fishy smell slowly burst out from the smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the doors around the bath were blocked by stone walls hanging straight from above, and almost in the blink of an eye, the entire space became a secret room closed on all sides.

Xi Jianlin hugged the little girl in one arm, raised the other hand, and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve: "You want to trap us all here?" After saying that, he immediately held his breath.

Although Xi Jianlin didn't know what the smell wafting from the bath was, his intuition told him that it must be something more difficult to control than the smoke.

The innkeeper replied with a smile: "After all, this is specially prepared for you." He spread his hands, his face was clearly handsome, but the curvature of the corners of his lips was extremely creepy: "Sleep slowly in this secret room, what? I can't even feel the pain, isn't that good?"

He is a medicine man and will not be affected by taste, but ordinary people can't.

Xi Jianlin frowned. Although he knew it was best to talk less and reduce the intake of smells at this time, he still couldn't help saying two words: "I'm sick."

He really felt that this man was sick, and he was seriously ill.

At this moment, Fu Zhenhong's weak chicken system in the sea of ​​consciousness also very much agrees, imitating Xi Jianlin's tone of voice, and said these two words: [I'm sick. ]

Fu Zhenhong squinted her eyes, and looked at the innkeeper with a cool look in her eyes.

It was at this time that Xi Jianlin suddenly felt his palms start to itch, as if something was crawling on his palms.And the source of this itching was the little girl in his arms.

Xi Jianlin looked down, and saw that the skin of the little girl in his arms had turned purple-black like poison, and a strange purple color appeared on the face that was originally pale and colorless due to excessive blood loss. Red texture.

Xi Jianlin reacted quickly. After realizing something was wrong, he quickly put the little girl on the ground.And the skin of his hands, which had been in direct contact with the little girl's body, also glowed the same purple-black color at this moment.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi immediately grabbed Fu Zhenhong's wrist, and spread Fu Zhenhong's hands. After seeing that Fu Zhenhong's palms that had been in contact with the little girl also began to turn purple and black, he kept calm. The calm Wu Zhi finally panicked now.

The innkeeper said slowly: "This is a meeting ceremony I prepared for you, do the three of you like it?"

Wu Zhi clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a chilling haze accumulated in the depths of his dark pupils.

Fu Zhenhong quickly tapped an acupuncture point on her palm, and then tapped an acupuncture point for Xi Jianlin.

However, after the acupoints were tapped, although the itching stopped, his and Xi Jianlin's skin began to burn, and their throats became a little dry and thirsty.

Xi Jianlin cursed secretly in her heart.

So what is going on with his sudden hot and intolerable feeling!