Chapter 26 (1/2)

Of course, that man is not a real shopkeeper. He is not even a human, he is a tree demon blood purifier, from the demon world. His only mission is to purify the blood of the tree clan and eliminate those with ”congenital tree” in the human world.

Because these people's inborn tree body is not a natural gift at all, but the result of the blood spread of the tree demon.

All he needs is a body with a congenital tree. When he brought back the body, he immediately completed his mission and returned to the tribe.

So he's just coming alone. He needs to take the credit. What's more, he Wanyi has told him clear information that all of them are no more than the first level disciples of the Wu Academy of Zhuji Erzhong.

No matter how many people there are, he can easily win.

This old man - he just looks old. When he peels off his face and takes off his gray wig, he becomes young.

The tree clan is originally very long-lived. Even if they are hundreds of years old, they look like young people. They don't need any longevity pills at all. If a tree looks very old, it is a demon for thousands of years.

His name is mufei.

Wearing a mask and wig has always made him uncomfortable. But from tonight on, it may not be needed anymore.

The face of a young and mature man, full of edges and lines, appeared in the faint moonlight in the corridor.

He will leave the human world with the corpse he wants, so he will no longer have to worry about the pursuit of human friars. Of course, before that, he will complete the transaction with he Wanyi, leaving the tree core in the body to him.

Although selling the core of a tree is as disgusting as selling his own organs, he is a committed tree.

Three days ago, he had already begun to wait on the official road from Cuiyu palace. He sat in a roadside inn, drinking and staring at the passing people until he saw the people he was waiting for and watched them enter an inn in Qingyang Town.

While they went to Xuanshi, they killed all the living people in the inn, including a shopkeeper, two assistants and a cook. Kill four mortals. He doesn't have to make a sound at all.

Mufei will lock their bodies in the accounting room, even if any guests come back, they are unlikely to encounter.

Then he sat at the counter and waited patiently for them to come back. In the dead of night, it is safest for them to do it when they are sleeping. If it is in Xuanshi, it is easy to expose their identity. As soon as his identity as a demon clan is exposed, it is inevitable that the Terran friars will pursue him endlessly.

His goal is only the one who has the inborn tree, so the less people can disturb, the better. More people were disturbed. When the news reached Cuiyu palace, it was a question whether he could leave the human world smoothly.

He didn't expect that these people seemed to be on guard. Someone was on duty in the corridor on the second floor.

Although his strength is much higher than that of the other side, if he starts rashly, there is also the possibility of scaring the snake. Once the disciples of Cuiyu palace run around like cockroaches, they may not be able to kill them. So he waited patiently.

An hour later, the second disciple on duty did not stay in the corridor, but went to the roof by himself.

It seems that they are careful to guard against foreign attacks, and they are not on guard against attacks inside the inn. Of course, he would not miss such an opportunity.

Mufei walked up the stairs. His tree was heavy enough to crush the inn. But his body is extremely light, and he can even fly with wings. Otherwise, he could not be worthy of the word ”Fei” in his name.

He walked down the stairway. Originally, the wooden building that would creak in the wind did not make any sound.

The child with the congenital tree body sleeps like mud in the room. He can even hear the deep snoring. There was a bolt in the door, but it wasn't a problem for him.

In the dark, he grew a branch like a hand.

The hands of the tree extended through the cracks in the door and were as flexible as hands, and he quickly caught the latch.

He gently pulled the latch open, moving slowly as if it had not moved at all.

After a while, the door bolts open. His tree hand has been entangled in the whole door panel. He gently lifted the whole door panel and opened it to make sure it didn't make any sound.

Half a quarter later, he was standing in front of each other's bed. He didn't make any breath, like a dead log, standing quietly in the dark. But he couldn't help being excited.

He has been waiting for seven years. Is it finally time to finish?

For the first time after seven years of exile, he seemed to have smelled the hot and humid air in the rainforest and the blazing sunlight overhead.

The tree hand he gave birth to would immediately entangle the snoring man's neck on the bed, slowly tightening, and gradually exerting force on his carotid artery, slowly reducing the blood flow through his brain.