Chapter 105 Indifferent Eyes
Sang Mo was surprised, "He's wearing a human skin mask?"
The evil spirit nodded, "Yes, there was not enough time, and I didn't tear off the human skin mask to see what the face underneath looked like."
"Besides, I have been following Hei Xia Zi for the past two years and I have never heard him mention that Wu Sanxing would wear a human skin mask. I guess he is still unaware of this."
"But this Wu Sanxing is dead. He should be able to find clues from the corpse and maybe guess who the other party is."
[Host, this person is Jie Lianhuan. Jie Lianhuan and Wu Sanxing cooperated and faked their death to escape from the underwater tomb. Jie Lianhuan wore a human skin mask to carry out the plan in public, while Wu Sanxing hid in the dark and did things. 】
[Now that Jie Lianhuan is dead, there is no spokesperson to carry out the plan openly. Wu Sansheng might come out from the dark to be the executor of the plan. However, this has nothing to do with the host. The host will kill Wu Sansheng again anyway. 】
Sang Mo, "......"
What the system said made sense. In any case, no matter whether he was the real Wu Sansheng or the fake one, he had the intention to kill him the first time they met. There must be a reason for that.
Don't look into the cause, it's better to strike first.
Sang Mo was very satisfied. He reached out and touched the top of Xie Ling's head. "Nannan, you are not only smart but also very capable! You are really a good helper to me. Is there anything you want in particular? I'll get it for you."
The evil spirit subconsciously licked his lips, wanting to suck in some essence and drink some blood.
But since her master lost his memory and forgot what he had said, she was afraid that if she rashly absorbed the essence, she would make the master unhappy or even disgusted. She didn't want to say it out loud, after all, the master didn't react much when she said the corpse was super disgusting last time.
She could only take a small sip secretly when her master was asleep, so that he wouldn't notice and wouldn't make her depressed. In this way, she could stay awake and not go hungry.
The evil spirit stammered, "Well, there's nothing I want."
"Just, I'm a little hungry."
Sang Mo thought about it, took out his saber and cut his palm. Blood gushed out instantly. The cut was quite deep. Even if it could heal itself, it would take about two minutes, which was enough time for the evil spirit to drink his blood.
The evil spirit suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of desire, "Master, is it okay?"
Sang Mo urged her, "If you don't hurry up, your blood will flow onto the snow."
The evil spirit quickly leaned over and sucked the blood from its palm, making satisfied gurgling sounds deep in its throat.
When Sang Mo looked at her like this, he inexplicably thought of a kitten, a very cute kitten that was being stroked.
He chuckled, "Nannan, tell me when you're hungry next time. Don't go hungry."
“Gurgle gurgle—”
The skin and flesh inside the wound had healed. The evil spirit raised his head. Sang Mo took the saber and stabbed the wound again. "Are you not full just by drinking blood?"
“How did I do it before?”
The evil spirit licked the blood and replied in a muffled voice: "It is essence. Master is willing to let me absorb your essence."
Sang Mo said, "You can smoke whenever you want in the future. If I lose my memory again, you can continue to smoke. Don't ask me. Don't let yourself go hungry, understand."
The evil spirit didn't say anything, but the licking speed slowed down.
Sang Mo touched her head with his left hand and said, "I won't bleed you anymore. You can absorb the essence yourself."
"This wound heals too quickly. I'm not a masochist, but I'm quite afraid of pain."
But you can straighten your dislocated arm without batting an eyelid!
He can also do exciting sports like extreme skiing without any expression on his face!
Master, can't he just listen to what he is saying? Aren't you afraid of the pain and yet you still do this recklessly?
But the evil spirit said softly, "I know. When did you cook and eat the thousand-year-old Tai Sui you found last time? It was originally used to replenish the master's body, and the master also gave Hei Xia Zi a piece."
Sang Mo hummed, "Let's go, it's time to go down."
The wound on his palm had healed. Sang Mo untied the rope and threw it into the crack. He took out his skis and ski poles and dived down.
The evil spirit began to scream, but her hands were placed under her armpits, ready to reduce the impact at any time to prevent her master from really breaking his arms and legs.
This is not an injury that can be solved immediately by dislocating the joint and correcting it.
So, the people who were still observing below heard a sudden noise from above, followed by the rope falling to the ground, and icicles falling continuously.
The sound of something sliding against the ground became louder and louder. Looking up, I saw a bent figure swooping down quickly.
"!!!"
"......"
I thought about the way Sang Mo would come down, but I never thought it would be this way!
Aning opened her lips slightly. This scene was somewhat shocking.
"Wow, cool!" Aken exclaimed in his native language.
Hei Xia Zi's eyes twitched. To be honest, this way of coming down seemed to be in line with Sang Mo's style.
“Crack, crack, crack—”
As they were about to reach the bottom, seeing that his momentum had not diminished, Aning called out, "Everyone, move away! Don't block the way!"
The mercenaries retreated quickly, Hei Xia Zi moved Wu Sanxing's body to the front of the cliff, Sang Mo turned the skis with ease, and with the help of the ski poles, he braked suddenly, and used the force of his body to do a backflip in the air.
With the evil spirit still helping to cushion the situation, Sang Mo landed in a handsome posture, supporting himself with one hand and kneeling on one knee.
The skis and poles fell behind him, and Sang Mo exhaled, "Beautiful."
The evil spirit clapped his hands like a sea dog, "As expected of my master!"
Ah Ning also exhaled a breath of air, "Mr. Sang, your landing style is a bit too amazing!"
Sang Mo stood up straight, picked up the skis and ski poles and put them into the assault bag, and asked, "Have you found the way?"
Aning nodded, "There is only one road here, and it is narrow and dark. We don't know what lies ahead, so we didn't venture in."
Sang Mo took out a cigarette and lit it. "It's not dangerous, but the road is a little difficult to walk on. There should be a fault below, and we need to use ropes."
Ah Ning pointed out, "You seem very familiar with this place?"
Sang Mo shook his head, "The terrain tells me it should be like this, we'll know when we go in and take a look."
He seemed to have just discovered a person lying on the ground, and asked, "I just heard some noise up there, what kind of accident happened?"
Aning's mouth twitched subtly, "......"
As the person who came with Wu Sanxing, Hei Xiazi saw that Aning was silent, so he was the only one who could say: "The Third Master died here because of an accident."
Sang Mo blinked, "You are not lucky enough to lose your life due to such an accident."
Black blind man, "......"
"You are one of his men? So, are you planning to carry his body all the way forward?"
Hei Xiazi sighed softly, "It can only be done this way. We can't let the Third Master stay here. We should let his soul return to his hometown."
It would be easier to report back with the body. As for the investigation, that is the business of the Nine Gates and the Wu family.
Sang Mo looked into his eyes, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Is that so? Then he is lucky. If he dies, there will be someone to collect his body, and he can send it back to his hometown, so that his family can see him one last time."
Hei Xia Zi was startled suddenly, and the cigarette between his fingers fell lightly on the ice, sporadic sparks splashed and then went out silently.
As they looked at each other, he saw that Sang Mo's indifferent eyes were gradually filled with ridicule.
Then, the man turned around, and his back at this moment seemed to be tinged with a layer of indifference and ruthlessness.
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