C55 Dead People Don't Need to Know too Much
C55 Dead People Don't Need to Know too Much
Lau Xuyan still buried his head in the ground, but he did not use his head to knock on the hard limestone floor again. Maybe he was tired, or maybe it was too painful.
His face was covered in blood, and his eyes were also bloodshot. The dark red blood slowly seeped out from the wound on his forehead. The blood that was mixed with salty tears turned into an unknown liquid. Drops of blood dripped from his chin onto the clean limestone floor, making "dripping" sounds.
The two people at the door watched this scene with interest. Their eyes carried a trace of satisfaction, as if they enjoyed this scene very much.
"Please, don't say anything else." Lau Xuyan made a weak sound. It was as if his soul had been sucked out of his body. Both of his hands fell to the ground. His eyes were unfocused as he stared blankly at the blood stains on the ground.
"Aiyo, Young Master Liu, how can you do this?! I still have a lot of gifts for you, and now you're acting like this... How can I do that? " The yellow-haired woman said in a sweet voice. After she finished speaking, she turned her head again. She looked at the dark night sky.
"Please, don't say anymore." Lau Xuyan said weakly again.
When the yellow-clothed girl heard this, she pouted and said, "Young Master Liu, don't be afraid! We are famous for our good hearts. How can we be such bloodthirsty people? We lied to you just now!"
"Good hearts?" Lau Xuyan muttered to himself. Then, like a machine, he twisted his head and looked behind him.
The broken porcelain bottle was scattered on the ground behind him. There were two heads beside the broken porcelain bottle. These two heads were the dead seventh brother and Bai Xing.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
"Looks like Young Master Liu isn't stupid! We siblings are here to take your life, but before killing you, look at how desperate you are. We are also very good. " After saying that, the yellow-haired woman actually smiled beautifully. That smile was very beautiful. The bright white moonlight also paled in comparison in front of her. The scarlet bloodstains on his hands made her look even more beautiful. However, it seemed to be a fatal danger.
"Who asked you all to come here? Was it my father?" Lau Xuyan's eyes opened like copper bells. His hands were originally hanging down. He clenched his fists and used his row of white teeth. He bit down on his lips that were devoid of blood. The more he bit down, the more strength he exerted. After a while, his lips were bitten open. A trace of blood flowed out.
"It seems like it, but it doesn't seem like it. However, these are not important anymore." As soon as the yellow-haired woman finished speaking, her originally delicate eyes... Her gaze was ice-cold, and an ice-cold killing intent instantly emerged from the depths of her eyes. He continued, "Why is it not important? Because you are going to die soon. Dead people don't need to think."
As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled out the long sword at her waist and stabbed at Lau Xuyan fiercely.
Lau Xuyan looked at the long sword that was stabbing at him. The sharp sword's edge emitted a faint glow under the candlelight.
"Am I going to die?" A serene smile appeared on Lau Xuyan's bloodless face. He closed his eyes and the face of the beautiful woman who had died once again appeared in his mind.
It did not matter. It was tiring to live like this. Fang Qiong, I'm coming...
"Croak." The sharp longsword suddenly emitted the sound of wind breaking.
There was still a trace of blood that had yet to be wiped off the blade. It was likely left behind by the previous corpse. Looks like you will have to be by yourself this time.
Just as the blade was about to pierce Lau Xuyan's throat, there was a clang, like the sound of metal colliding.
"Who are you?" The yellow-haired woman looked at the broken sword in her hand and turned her head to look at a four-legged table in the hall. There was a person sitting at the table. That person looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. His clothes were ragged and his hair was not tied up on his head. It was a bit messy. Although it was night, that person's eyes looked like Buddha statues that could see through the darkness.
That man was Ye Mingyang. He said to the two men at the door, "I didn't want to interfere in this matter, but I changed my mind."
"May I know who you are?" Although the two people at the door had seen Ye Mingyang the moment they entered the room, they didn't take the initiative to provoke him. Ye Mingyang's Qi was obviously a martial artist, but his cultivation level made them somewhat confused.
Initially, they didn't intend to cause trouble for Ye Mingyang, because their target was Lau Xuyan in front of them. As long as they killed him, they would have completed their mission. Therefore, they didn't pay attention to Ye Mingyang the moment they entered the door.
After Ye Mingyang heard what the yellow-haired girl said, he put down the chopsticks in his hands and stretched. He said, "Dead people don't need to know the answer."
The big man was furious when he heard this. He turned to Ye Mingyang and sneered, "Good, good, good. Let's see who the dead are."
The big man suddenly jumped out. A moment later, he had already arrived in front of Ye Mingyang. He shouted loudly and threw his fist forward.
With a bang, the four-legged table was smashed open by the big man's fist. Then, with a "Ka" sound, the table could no longer withstand the punch and collapsed.
Ye Mingyang had already dodged to the side like a ghost before the burly man's fist landed. His body flashed and he dodged to the side.
"It's a pity that the table is filled with good food." Ye Mingyang looked at the ground and shook his head. There was a trace of pity in his eyes.
When the burly man saw Ye Mingyang looking at the scene just now, he did not show any signs of fear. Instead, he felt pity for the table of dishes. It seemed that in Ye Mingyang's eyes, the burly man was not even as good as the table of dishes.
When the big man thought of this, the anger in his heart had burned even more. He looked at Ye Mingyang with a gloomy face and said, "I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. Tomorrow, today will be your day of worship."
The burly man turned around and waved his right hand. Instantly, the power of starlight emitted from his body. It had already condensed into a seven foot long giant axe. That axe was really huge. It was a head taller than Ye Mingyang, but the burly man was also a tall man. He grabbed the axe and swung it at Ye Mingyang.
Ye Mingyang looked at the huge axe that was sweeping towards him. There was no panic on his face. His figure was like a ghost as he took a step back and dodged the attack.
"Is that all you have? If you do this, you will be killed by me." Ye Mingyang looked at the burly man and narrowed his eyes. His gaze was slightly cold.
The big man saw that not only did he not hurt Ye Mingyang, but he also seemed to have been mocked by him.
His gaze was cold as he said to Ye Mingyang, "Good, very good. You are indeed not bad. However, the fastest person to die in this world is someone as arrogant as you. Today, I will let you witness the terror of a Star Fusion Stage warrior. "
This time around, the burly man appeared to be truly furious. Even the brows of the yellow-haired girl sank when she saw this. She was the biological sister of this burly man, and the two of them had worked together for many years. How could she not know how terrifying this person was?
"Looks like more people are going to lose their heads again." She looked at Ye Mingyang who was not far away, as if she was looking at a dead man.
However, Ye Mingyang didn't care about the look the yellow-haired girl was giving him. His eyes were fixed on the burly man in front of him. His intuition told him that there was danger this time, but Ye Mingyang didn't show any signs of fear. Instead, he felt a trace of excitement. His boiling hot blood was ignited in his body. It was burning crazily.
"Die!" The big man swung the huge axe in his hand again.
The axe was covered with a layer of purple mist. Ye Mingyang knew what this was. This was the power of the 'Soul Armor' that could only be used when a Star Fusion Stage reached the peak of the Star Fusion Stage. The power of the 'Soul Armor' could not help but be superimposed on a weapon, increasing the power of the weapon to a higher level. It could even be attached to a warrior's body, increasing the defense and attack power of the warrior to a higher level.
Looking at the violent swinging of the huge axe, Ye Mingyang did not think too much about it. After all, being careful could allow a ship to sail for ten thousand years. Immediately, his palm pushed out in the air, and a powerful palm wind carrying a trace of silk collided with the huge axe.
"Bang!"
The palm wind and the huge axe violently collided, creating a loud noise. However, the huge axe was too fierce. The palm wind was just like a mud bull entering the sea, and instantly disappeared without a trace.
"Kid, is that all you have?" The big man shouted and swung the huge axe at Ye Mingyang once again.
Ye Mingyang shouted and waved his hands in the air. In an instant, a long spear appeared in his hand.
"How is this possible? He is only at the seventh gate. Why can he form a weapon? " The yellow-clothed woman who was watching the battle from the side couldn't help but be surprised when she saw this scene. It had to be known that only a Star Fusion Stage warrior could form a weapon, and this young man in front of her only had a cultivation base of seven sects. How could he not be shocked when he was able to condense a weapon? If this news was spread out, perhaps the entire continent would be shaken for a period of time.
"Who is this person?" The yellow-clothed girl's beautiful eyes kept scanning Ye Mingyang's body from top to bottom. Finally, the girl in yellow sighed. This was no longer important. In any case, this man would die under her big brother's axe today.
" Hmm? I didn't expect you to be able to condense a weapon." The big man couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw this scene.
"There are still many things that you can't think of! Take this!" After Ye Mingyang finished speaking, he held the long spear in his hand and stabbed towards the big man.
"Let's see how long you can be arrogant for. You are really boasting shamelessly!" The big man was clearly angered by Ye Mingyang's words again. He swung his axe and clashed with the long spear.
"Clang!"
The two weapons collided. The large man looked at the faint purple aura on the large axe. It was actually a little dimmer than before. He changed the topic.
"Kid, you're not bad. You can actually scatter my Soul Kai Power a little. You're the first one below the Star Fusion Stage. " The burly man looked at Ye Mingyang with a hint of admiration. But then... He said, "It's a pity that you have reached a level that no one else can achieve today. But you will still die "
"Hmph! You dead man sure talk a lot of nonsense" Ye Mingyang was obviously sneering at the burly man's words.
"Let's see how long your mouth can be hard for." The man waved his axe again.
Martial Skill! "Falling Sky Strike!"