Medical Concubine Chenghuang

Chapter 893 The Oriole Behind (3)

When the time comes to see these pieces, why not fry the pan? !
"What? Do you want to bring a dead person with you to eat?" Ye Xiuluo rolled his eyes instantly, quite upset.

"No..." Mu Feng replied awkwardly: "I just don't think it's appropriate to put him here? We still have to take him away... If we leave him here, if someone finds out, Aren't we just asking for trouble?"

"Such a broken place, no bird shit, who will come to check?" Qiu Xin suddenly interrupted Mu Feng's words, with a look of impatience on his face: "Besides, let's just have a meal, and it will be soon." Come back, don't delay anything..."

"..."

Mu Feng always felt that something was wrong, it seemed that Qiu Xin and Ye Xiuluo were hiding something.

"Master..." He looked at Ye Shura resentfully, hesitant to speak.

"If you're not hungry and worried, just watch here..." Ye Xiuluo was simple, and after saying a word, he turned around and left decisively.

"Look at you, you must make the master unhappy..." Qiu Xin grabbed Mu Feng's shoulders, half forcing, half guiding, and dragging him away.

"We're just going to have a meal, and it will be done in a while. In such a short time, nothing will happen..."

Mu Feng seemed a little worried, turning his head to look in Jiang Fu's direction from time to time, chattering incessantly.

The figures of the three people disappeared quickly, and their voices also gradually disappeared, and everything gradually returned to silence.

The sun finally penetrated the clouds and sprinkled light on the world.

Everything suddenly became clear and bright, and even the bones that fell on the ground were not so bloody and desolate.

A man in black landed silently in the courtyard, looking vigilantly in the direction where Ye Shura and the others disappeared.

It wasn't until he was sure again and again that there was no one there that he slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Fu.

"Jiang Fu, Jiang Fu, under the nine springs, don't hate me... because the people who killed you are not me, but they... After all, the culprit of this matter is not me, but you... ...Who made you agree to us in such a way..."

He shook his head and sighed softly, and walked towards Jiang Fu silently.

"Actually, anyone with a bit of a brain can figure it out... Man, we are all killed. Could it be that we can't get more than 200 heads? We just want to find an intermediary to make this matter fairer. That's all..."

Shaking his head in shock, the man in black slowly squatted down beside Jiang Fu, looked at his unrepentant eyes, and let out another long sigh.

"Jiang Fu, why don't you sue me when you are suing in the underworld... I can't help myself, I just listen to others..."

His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, and the fine hairs all over his body stood up instantly.

He felt the killing intent coming from behind him.

And this killing intent should have disappeared long ago.

Standing up slowly, he showed no sign of turning around, but tilted his head slightly, looking behind him out of the corner of his eye.

"It turns out that you all knew that I was here, so you found a pretext to eat and leave, so that I can show myself..."

"It seems that you really are a bit daft..." Qiu Xin shook his head three times, and walked over carelessly, looking like a thug.

"You can guess what we mean at a glance..."

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he finally turned around slowly.

(End of this chapter)