Chapter 690： Go and kill him (1/2)
He stretched out his finger and swiped it twice in the air. On the black crystal ball, a huge killing character suddenly appeared, dripping like blood, and it looked terrifying.
The old man suddenly touched his nose and muttered to himself: ”But this little guy, the martial arts and techniques used by him are a bit interesting.”
”Although the strength is low, the artistic conception embodied in it definitely shows the extraordinary martial arts. It is not possible to kill him immediately, but to catch him and let me examine it carefully!”
At this moment, a respectful voice sounded outside: ”Deacon Feng, your subordinates please see me.”
This dry old man called Deacon Feng said lightly: ”Come in!”
”Yes.”
A person outside answered, then pushed the door in.
After he entered, he lowered his head, walked to Deacon Feng, and knelt on the ground respectfully.
If you look closely, you can find that the black robes worn by the two of them are exactly the same, but the difference is that the number of blood-colored ripples on the black robes is different.
There were only two blood-colored ripples on the black-clothed man who came in, and there were four blood-colored ripples on the black robe on Deacon Feng's body!
The black-clothed man said in a deep voice, ”Deacon Feng, what you ordered me to do half a month ago has already become apparent.”
Deacon Feng raised his eyebrows and said, ”I have found out the identity of this little bastard, right?”
The man in black nodded and said very clearly: ”It has been found out. This person is named Chen Feng, a disciple of Qian Yuanzong.”
”However, he was expropriated as a disciple by Ziyang Sword Field a month ago, and he should be in Ziyang Sword Field now! And he killed the alchemist Ge Dan, outside the Great River City!”
”The subordinates have personally gone to investigate outside of the Great River City. The little bunny not only killed the Gedan Alchemist there, but also killed several of the Gedan Alchemist's followers. The corpses of those people, I have turn up!”
The old man listened very quietly and didn't speak slowly until he finished speaking.
He frowned slightly: ”Is it a disciple of Ziyang Sword Field? That's a bit troublesome, but it's just a little troublesome, and it's nothing!”
”My Pharmacist Association, how can a small Ziyang sword field be comparable?”
With that said, he told the man in black, ”Xu San, you take someone to get Chen Feng back, and you want to live!”
The man in black didn't say a word, just nodded heavily, then turned and pushed the door, ready to go out.
When he was about to go out, a teenager walked in slowly outside.
This boy, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, is very handsome.
But he was too handsome, his face was pale, even with a trace of skin color like a dead person, the whole person was very shabby. And very thin, like a bamboo pole, the wide white robe wore on him, floating.