The Retirement of the Demon Lord

Chapter 145: it's not your fault

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In the middle of Shu, it is full of cities.

In a brothel full of flowers, red and green, the upstairs wing was almost full, and many guests couldn't find a place to rest.

Chongcheng is the economic center and transportation hub in the northeastern region of central Shu. After the unification of the world, it has shown its role more and more. It has developed into a first-class city in central Shu, and it can also be ranked among the major cities in the entire Central Plains. Prosperity.

As a transportation hub, there are many people doing business. After prosperity, all walks of life have also flourished. Among them, there are naturally some gray industries that have flourished. For example, the brothel of the "Nancui Building" is now a famous place in the entire Shuzhong area.

In this place, it seems that it is a sparse and common thing to be full of guests. Those guests who can't get a seat just sigh slightly, worrying that they are a little late.

On the aisle of the wing, no matter where you go, you can hear the humiliating gasps from the room, but only one of the guest rooms on the fifth floor has a different atmosphere of spring from other rooms at this time.

There were three people standing in the room, two men guarding the door and the windowsill, all dressed in black. Strangely, the two men who were standing closed their eyes tightly, looked at the nose, nose, mouth, mouth, and mind, as if they were in a state of concentration, cultivating their own mind without distractions.

The other standing was a woman, wearing cool underwear, and the tulle women's clothes scattered from the door to the window, which seemed to be what she was originally wearing. It is not appropriate to say that she is standing, she is bending over and speaking tenderly to the man sitting on the bed.

"Will you recite it again, official? The slave family didn't hear clearly." The woman was in her twenties, and she wore coquettish makeup.

"it is good…"

The man sitting was a little messy, his belt was half undone, and there was a dark red lip print on his face. The man sitting was ordinary, looking about forty, with a neat moustache, and with a silent expression, he had the taste of a temperamental uncle.

At this time, his eyes were dull and his consciousness was confused. What the woman said softly, he answered.

The man then recited the long formula again, and the woman checked it against the paper she had copied, and then stood up after confirming that there was no problem.

The men on the left and right instantly sensed that the woman stood up, and they opened their eyes and walked over. One of them took the paper handed over by the woman and looked at it. When the man recited the mantra just now, they were distracted to listen, and they all wrote it down. After careful comparison, it was confirmed that there was no problem.

The woman's movements were crisp and neat, and she quickly took out a set of black night clothes from the cabinet and put it on herself. The heavy makeup and perfume smell on his face is too heavy, and after getting dressed, he walks to the side and washes his face with water in the basin.

After doing all this, she was wiping her face dry. When she looked back, she saw a man with very slow and light movements, cautiously pulling out a dagger, and slowly walking towards the unconscious man who was sitting.

"What are you doing?!" the woman whispered in panic.

"Such a good opportunity, why not kill it to avoid future troubles? If this guy is sober, how can he be so easy to deal with!" The man's inner strength was deep, and he replied directly through voice transmission.

"Let me arrange everything that I agreed? This person's five senses and six senses are very sensitive, and a little murderous intent will make him break my illusion..."

"The benevolence of a woman is as timid as a mouse. With his defenseless posture, even if he broke the illusion because of murderous intent, he is already dead!"

The man came to the edge of the bed, gently folded his arms, and was about to stab out the dagger. Suddenly, the man on the edge of the bed shot a little light from his eyes. Although he looked a little dejected, the faint light from the dagger had already caused his body to react naturally. He pushed it out with a palm, and hit it in the direction of the murderous aura.

The man in black also responded quickly, raised his palm to greet him, suddenly thought of something, and immediately stopped to take out his palm, a tap on the shoulder, and immediately the whole body was in chaos, and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The man in black was terrified. He didn't expect the old man to shoot a palm with such great power, and immediately flew back with the power of the palm. The other two also reacted, and immediately jumped out from the window sill, and the three of them passed through the wooden window together and disappeared into the night outside.

The confused consciousness of the man on the edge of the bed slowly recovered, and he was about to chase after him, but his mind was dizzy again when he stood up. He hurriedly stretched out his hand and clasped his throat, vomited up all the food he had eaten tonight, and then exercised the abundant True Qi to go back and forth throughout his body, feeling that his mind was not so dizzy, before chasing out.

The moment he jumped out, his mouth opened slightly, his Adam's apple trembled, and he let out a very sharp low voice. The low voice came from Xu Yuan, which could be heard by all the people in Shu. However, the voice was heard by ordinary people, like a breeze in the doorway, the voice was very light, and no one cared at all. This voice actually traveled farther than it seemed on the surface, and when it was farther away, those faint voices disappeared, and only those with deep inner strength could hear it after special practice.

In the north of Shuzhong, in an ordinary dwelling.

Three shadows slipped lightly through the window and quickly closed the door.

In the early morning in the room, there was a man also shrouded in black, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Master Bohu, the mission is complete!"

A shadow handed over the copied paper.

The man in the house took the paper, looked at it and said indifferently, "Why are you hurt?"

"Subordinate... I want to kill the old man to avoid future troubles while he is in the illusion. As a result, he woke up." Heiying lowered his head, tremblingly said.

"Lord Bohu, I warned them early on not to do anything, not even killing intent and evil thoughts, but he wants to kill! My illusion control ability is great, and the requirements are also high, even the slightest emotional fluctuations will make the practitioners When I wake up, this master's five senses and six senses are particularly sensitive, and he wakes up in an instant, almost making us all unable to come back!" The woman stared at the shadow with an angry face.

"You almost made a big mistake!" The man's voice became gloomy, "Such a big game, almost ruined by your ambition! What the **** are you thinking about? All the sects can't do anything about him, you Thinking that a mere illusion can make you kill him? If it is so easy, what is the purpose of the layout we have made for so many years, is it fun?"

The clothes on Hei Ying's body were soaked through. He had followed Bo Hu for many years, and it was the first time he saw Bo Hu get so angry. Thinking about it carefully, if he broke things today, all the hard work he had arranged over the years would be wiped out.

"My subordinate knew it was wrong! So I didn't dare to fight him at that time, for fear that my martial arts origin and depth would be discovered!"

"I know how to make amends in this trivial matter. It's not too late, we're leaving now." The man stood up and waved, telling everyone to leave quickly.

The woman hurriedly walked to the side room of the room. According to the plan, she needed to take a bath with a special potion there to wash off the perfume smell from her body. This is just a central point in their departure plan, where all traces that can be traced are cut off.

However, the plan is to let the Physician wake up naturally, they have more time to escape, and now the Physician wakes up earlier than expected, they don't have much time, she must speed up.

She started to undress as she walked, but was stopped by Bo Hu.

"Sir?" She looked puzzled.

"You don't have to leave, it's useless to leave." Suddenly the short knife from the woman's waist was pulled out, and a knife stabbed into the woman's chest. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Bo Hu's movements were as fast as lightning, and the woman couldn't react at all. Even after the sharp knife pierced through her chest, she felt pain and the emptiness of power gradually draining from her body.

"My lord, it's not me who made the mistake, why..."

The woman looked at the man with her face covered in disbelief, she could only see the cold glow in the exposed eyes, and a little regret. She reached out to grab the man, but the man pushed hard, and the woman fell to the ground weakly, grabbing her hands.

"It wasn't you who was wrong, but it's a pity that your face was seen." Bo Hu pointed to the woman's face without a mask and sighed.

Because the incident happened suddenly at that time, the woman did not have time to cover her face after washing her heavy makeup, and an accident happened. Immediately after rushing to escape, she didn't even bother to cover her face, and she couldn't tell that the lights in the room were dim, and the moment the practitioners came back to their senses, they moved quickly, and I wondered if they saw her face.

But whether she saw it or not, she knew she deserved to die.

A prudent thin hull would never allow such a variable to appear.

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