Chapter 75

Whew!

All of a sudden, the long arm man felt a pain in his chest, as if a sharp weapon pierced his chest!

He had already finished building the foundation. His body was strong and his skin was as tough as an old cow's skin. But at this time, his body is easily pierced like tofu, and his heart is also pierced by a sword.

He stares at Song Shuhang in front of him. However, the young man is holding a bottle of quench fluid in his hands, and his hands are empty?

What's going on? What's going on!

Blood flowed out of his chest, absorbed by the invisible sword, and dyed the tip of the sword Red: "what is this?"

The long armed man raised his long arm in anger, and his eyes were full of cruel experience. Even if he died, he would take song Shuhang to huangquan.

However, with only half of his arm raised, his arm fell limply. He felt weak all over, and his Qi and blood and strength were taken away by the invisible sword.

At the same time, in his mind, tens of thousands of bald monks kept reciting the Scriptures: "the bitter sea is dust-free, return to the shore; put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

God trouble!

Song Shuhang took a deep breath, pulled out the black flying sword and replied, "flying sword."

Fortunately, master tongxuan's flying sword has not been sent back.

This flying sword can only be seen by pharmacists and themselves who have obtained the consent of master tongxuan. In other people's eyes, this flying sword is invisible and cannot be sensed.

Of course, if the strength of the other side is far higher than that of master tongxuan, it is another matter.

Since the meeting, song Shuhang has carried this flying sword in his hand. I wanted to wait for the long armed man to get closer and look for an opportunity to stab him.

But song Shuhang didn't expect that the other side even bumped into it with heroic posture. The only thing Song Shu hang needs to do is slightly adjust the position of the lower sword tip, aiming at the heart of the long armed man.

Then, Chi, the other party's heart was pierced.

It's so simple, it's really easy.

Even stinky pills are saved!

Flying sword?

The long armed man opened his mouth and hard to send out two words from his mouth: "seize the house?"

With a complete human life, cultivation is also the level of mortals. However, there are some quenching body fluids, flying swords, and the status of "elder" that the altar owners are afraid of. Only the legendary and terrible monk's great power can use the method of taking away the lost when the life of the Yuan Dynasty is about to end? But isn't that just a legend?

Song Shuhang ignored what the long armed man was saying. He held up his black flying sword, and a faint smell of blood came to him.

Even if he had already realized that, the bloody smell still made song Shuhang uncomfortable - after all, he was not a killer! A few days ago, he was just an ordinary college student.

Take a deep breath, and the self in the meditation Sutra of the true self emerges. Suppress yourself and calm yourself down.

"Any last words?" Song Shuhang said.

"I..." The long armed man opened his mouth.

With that, Shuhang's flying sword rose again and cut its head with a sword.

The long armed man died with his head in a strange place, and his body fell to the ground. Moreover, there was no blood flow from the wound.

Master's sword is not a basic killing weapon.

"Well, just now it's easy to say. In fact, I'm not allowed to listen to your last words."

Song Shuhang's hand shaking slightly, some soft, but gradually recovered calm.

This is the first time he has killed a living creature. Before that, he has not even killed a chicken: "this is my consciousness."

There must be awareness.

The long armed man is the first person to die in his hands, but not the last.

If he could, he really wanted to capture the long armed man alive and tell him where the "jar master" was hidden. Unfortunately, his own strength is not enough. The other side is a monk who has opened his eyes and nose. He is not confident that he can subdue such an opponent.

At this time, killing the long armed man is the right choice.

In my mind, the meditation Sutra of self still works, so that I can keep calm in the face of headless corpse.

Holding a black flying sword in one hand, song Shuhang carefully stepped forward and searched the long armed man.

They don't have much on them.

A bottle of pungent liquid medicine should be the body dissolving liquid.

Three sharp blades without handles.

There is also a sign with three claw marks on the head, which should represent the identity or organization of a man with long arms? Maybe this is a useful clue.

Finally, there are thousands of cash notes and Zhao Yaya's mobile phone.

As a monk who opened his eyes and nose, he was poor.

Song Shuhang opened the bottle and poured some on the body of the long armed man.

The pungent smell came out, and the bones and some clothes of the long armed man disappeared completely in the world.

"Is it baby?" Song Shuhang put away the body dissolving liquid.

The corrosion effect is wonderful. Even a monk's body can melt quickly, although it is a corpse, it can't mobilize Qi and blood resistance in the body.But as long as you use it well, it's a killing weapon, right?

Finally, song Shuhang poured some liquid on the other side's clothes. The last trace of the long armed man in the world has been erased.

After confirming that there were no other traces left, song Shuhang picked up Zhao Yaya and rushed to the pharmacist's place.

Zhao Yaya has been in a coma. He is worried about whether the long armed man has used poison or something. It is better to take it to the pharmacist for examination.

……

……

About three or four minutes later.

Zhao Yaya felt a lot of pain in her neck and felt that she was in a stiff neck.

And how the bed in the constant vibration, she was dissatisfied with a few voices, expressed resistance.

But the bed vibrated even harder!

Asshole, do you want people to sleep?

Zhao Ya is not surprised to find her eyes on the bed.

Oh, my God, what's the situation?

She was startled, and her sleepiness was sent thousands of miles away.

Who kidnapped her?

Fortunately, she soon found that the man behind her back was familiar. Song Shuhang and she are too familiar, a little sober point can know who the other party is.

"Shuhang, what is this place?" She patted song Shuhang on the shoulder and asked in a soft voice.

"Why? Sister, are you awake? " Song Shuhang stopped running and put her on the ground: "do you feel OK? Is there anything wrong with your body? "

Zhao Yaya frowned: "the body is very good, just feel some pain behind the neck, and, why am I here?"

"Sister, why am I here? Didn't you call me here? Then I arrived at the scene and found you were sleeping on a chair by the side of the road. No, I'm going to find a place to stay for the night Song Shuhang looks sincere and stares at Zhao Yaya.

He didn't lie. It was really Zhao Yaya who called him to come out. Zhao Yaya was really sleeping. He was going to take her to find a place to sleep for a night.

“……” Zhao Yaya stares at Shu hang for a long time and finds that he does not lie at all.

She recalled it carefully, but her memory was vague. I vaguely remember going out for a few drinks with three good friends tonight, and then she should go back to her place?

Did I drink too much? But I only had four drinks with my friends today. How could I drink too much?

Zhao Yaya rubbed her temple, her face distressed.

"Sister, can I take you to the hospital?" Song Shuhang asked worried.

"No, except for the neck feeling of pillow, everything else is fine. You can go back with me. You should have a good night's rest. " Zhao Yaya kneaded the back neck and felt that it was a bit like being hit by a hand knife by someone K, which was painful. Besides, there is no discomfort.

How to say is also learning medicine, their own body problems or roughly can be inferred.

"Then I will accompany you back." Song Shuhang said with a smile.

Zhao Yaya only felt that song Shuhang's smile was warm and warm at this time, which gave people a very reliable feeling: "Shu hang, after a day's absence, you suddenly seem to have grown up a lot?"

"Did you? It's your delusion. " Song Shu Hang's light way -- change? From the moment he raised his hand and waved his sword to cut off the long armed man's head, his mind underwent a transformation.

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