After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 83
The news of the failed assassination soon spread to Jin Yangfeng.

"The one who was killed was a disciple of Tianwu Peak, and the killer sent was caught by Luan Zhenfeng?"

Shang Jiuming suddenly stood up from his seat when he heard the words, "Is the eyeliner all trash? Where is Yan Qing now?!"

Where is Yan Qing?
Yan Qing went to find his little bald beast alone after doing Shang Jiuming a favor.

With Jia Xitong's two-headed system, Shang Yanting's path to find someone...is still a bit difficult.

Shengdu College is surrounded by mountains, relying on the old nineteen to let Jia Xitong barely know where they are, which mountain, but the exact location...

"Are there no signs where you are?"

Shang Yanting asked patiently.

"Does it count if there are three trees of the same size next to Brother Nineteen?"

Jia Xitong observed carefully and recalled seriously, "One of the trees looks like a seat, and I tied a red handkerchief on the branch."

There are thousands of trees in the mountains.

How did he find them one by one?

In the end, Shang Yanting figured out a way by himself, "You ask Old Nineteen to find a riverside and wait."

There are only one or two rivers in the valley, which is easier than finding a tree to mark.

"All right."

Jia Xitong looked around through Shang Yanting's eyes, the pitch-black field made people feel inexplicable fear.

In such a dark night, Shang Yanting ran all over the mountains and fields alone, which made people very worried.

"Actually, you can come back during the day. I think Brother Nineteen can wander around for a while."

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on the hillside
The bare branches of the trees blocked the moonlight, and the icy cold wind invaded the cotton clothes as if it was about to blow into the spine.

The pampered Shang Moyun was shivering from the cold, and only hoped that the killer could find his target soon.

There seems to be someone in front!

A man in a gray student uniform loomed in the woods, and seven or eight killers were watching him quietly from the shadows.

"kill!"

Shang Moyun gave an order, and all the killers rushed out.

These are all the most powerful killers of the merchants. There are less than a hundred of them in total, but they are loyal and extremely precious.

Asking them to kill a disciple with a low cultivation base is completely overkill.Shang Moyun just wanted to call it a day, he didn't want to stay in this ghostly place anymore.

He thought it was a sure thing, but the other party not only escaped the killer's surprise attack, but even killed a well-trained killer in an instant.

It's not Old Nineteen, it's Yan Qing!
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For Shang Yanting, he was too familiar with these killers.

These people were all talented martial artists who were selected at a young age, and they were forcibly catalyzed to the martial artist level by using pills.

They have received closed training and special teaching since they were young, and they are killing machines trained by Shang Mingyi.

These people are cruel and skilled in killing

However, martial artists catalyzed by drugs are significantly different from normal martial artists, and Shang Yanting is very familiar with their weaknesses.

Dark night and high wind, wilderness

Now that we've hit each other...

Shang Yanting stuck the hardening talisman on the fine steel long sword in his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cruel to the extreme.

In the moonlight, in the woods
Swords and swords, the stench of blood permeated the air.

People around fell down one after another, Shang Moyun's expression changed from calm and calm at the beginning to shock and panic now.

"Yan Qing, my business has no grievances or enmities with you, why do you always fight against us!"

Shang Moyun watched the last killer fall, drew his weapon and confronted him, "You know that none of the people who offend our business will end well!"

Shang Yanting raised his sword and cut off the weapon in his hand, "What do you think will happen to me?"

The timbre that is no longer concealed, the condescending posture.

With the moonlight behind Yan Qing's back, this figure, this movement, and this suddenly familiar voice...

At that moment, he felt that he saw Shang Yanting.

"You, what is your identity?"

His voice trembled a little when he thought of the thought that came to him just now.

Shang Yanting didn't answer, but just used the businessman's body that he had abandoned long ago——

People who use the merchant's body to kill the merchant, this is called retribution!
Shang Moyun blocked this familiar move, endless shock and fear arose in his heart.

Yan Qing is actually Shang Yanting!

Shang Yanting is Yan Qing!
That waste whose foundation has been ruined, whose limbs are all severed, who was supposed to fall into the cliff and be eaten by wild dogs is back!
Accumulated since childhood, the fear of Shang Yanting came to my heart with a hundredfold weight.

He has no will to fight for a moment;
He fled in a panic.

This trash who has no foundation has turned into a genius once in a thousand years, and even a hot talisman cultivator.

Thinking about how they treated Shang Yanting back then, he knew that the other party would not let him go, nor the merchant.

Shang Moyun wanted to escape, and wanted to go back immediately and tell Shang Jiuming and Shang Mingyi about this!

On the way, a lying tree trunk tripped him abruptly.

Shang Yanting is catching up!
Seeing him approaching step by step, a wave of despair welled up in my heart.

Shang Moyun's heart skipped a beat, he drew his sword to fight him!
He mustered up the courage to charge forward, but he couldn't even catch Shang Yanting's five moves.

He was trampled on like a dog, and then there was a snap—the leg broke.

In the empty valley, shrill screams sounded, and the birds in the forest were startled.

"You are too noisy."

Shang Yanting's long sword pierced his mouth with a light hook, and his tongue was pulled out from his mouth.

The pants under Shang Moyun were soaked, he knew that his death was coming...

the other side

Jia Xitong took Brother Nineteen to find a stream with flowing water.

"Xiao Tong, is the telepathy you mentioned sure a spirit?"

Brother Nineteen put forward reasonable doubts with an inquiring attitude.He had never heard of long-distance communication between Warcraft and its master.

"Do not worry."

Jia Xitong patted his chest to reassure, "You don't trust Yan Qing, don't you trust me?"

Brother Nineteen choked for a moment, did he say the wrong thing?

The water flowed by the river.

The cold wind made Old Nineteen sneez twice, with two dragons hanging under his nose.

Jia Xitong glanced at his Misu talisman, there were two spare cold clothes and Shang Yanting's leftovers from last night inside.

after a while

Old Nineteen got a thick winter coat and half a portion of rice.

"Small barrel, I found out that you always have food and clothes!"

It was also the same in the experience last time.

If it weren't for it, everyone would be starved to death.

"Of course, I keep spare food and clothing for Yan Qing at any time."

Jia Xitong replied.

They were able to eat these things because of Shang Yanting's honor.

Brother Nineteen thinks about the smokey leftovers and thick padded jacket; and then thinks about Junior Brother Yan, who is incomparably rich and the proud son of heaven, it is difficult to connect the two.

"That's because you don't understand, we have suffered through hardships before."

Jia Xitong recalled the past.

Shang Yanting was short of food and clothing after falling off the cliff.

Before returning to the human town, he drank muddy water because his limbs were completely useless, and almost starved to death because he could not find prey.

From that time on, she was very worried that he would not have enough to eat and not to wear warm clothes.The habit of putting away leftover food is also left from that time.

If she could have had half a piece of cake or half a meal at that time, Shang Yanting would not have experienced that kind of predicament.

(End of this chapter)