Nightfall.

All was quiet.

The camp was completely dark, with only the flickering light of torches at the intersection and the occasional whirring sound like a windmill.

A warrior in armor patrols the camp, his shadow reflected on the tents.

Li Qinglin, who was lying in the tent, turned over and stood up after feeling that the snake meat in his stomach was almost digested. His figure flashed out of the tent like a ghost.

With his gift of blindness, the scenery around him appeared in his mind without any blind spots, and the night patrol warrior slowly walking towards the other side of the tent was even more clearly visible.

After the night patrol warrior left, a cold shadow seemed to merge into the shadows of these people and quietly shuttled into the depths of the camp.

After hearing during the day that there was a ghost incident in the camp and that someone had died tragically and his internal organs were missing, Li Qinglin somehow felt a sense of familiarity.

I always feel that the deaths of these people look too familiar!

At the end of the camp, beneath the lush old and new trees, there are several wooden houses.

Li Qinglin quietly climbed up the tree, not getting too close to the cabin, but taking advantage of the blind spot to peer into the cabin.

Li Qinglin found out during the day that Wang Xian, the eldest son of the Wang family, had disobeyed Master Wang's orders and returned to the wilderness to look for immortal fate.

This wooden house is his residence.

Inside the house, the fragrance of incense wafted up, and the crackling sound of charcoal fire dispelled the chill of early spring.

After the sound of undressing,

There were two fleshworms rolling on the bed, followed by some unbearable collision sounds.

"Hmm? What a coincidence?"

Li Qinglin was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Wang Xian actually liked to make love in the wilderness, and while looking for his immortal fate, he did not forget to go to Wushan with the fairies.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

Li Qinglin pondered in his heart.

Wang Xian's heavy breathing could be heard faintly from the wooden house.

In addition, there was a rough and heavy voice of a strange man, who seemed to have his mouth covered and the voice was a little suppressed.

"Hmm? No way, Wang Xian is actually fond of men and likes to confide his sorrows to them?"

Li Qinglin had never seen such a scene before. He was shocked and his heart, which was in a cold-blooded and dead state, beat violently and uncontrollably.

"who?"

The movement in the wooden house suddenly stopped, and then a cold light of a sharp blade flashed past the window. Wang Xian, wearing a thin white robe, came towards Li Qinglin with gusts of gusts of wind.

"die!"

It seemed that because his good deed was ruined, Wang Xian was filled with anger and his face was a little distorted.

Bang~ Who would have thought that with a crisp metallic sound, the dagger that was stabbing at the peeper's face was bounced away.

The wind blew up the peeper's hood, revealing the mail mask underneath.

Behind the mask, there seems to be a thick face cloth.

Only a pair of dark and calm eyes were revealed.

"not good."

Wang Xian was startled.

Li Qinglin moved his body and floated closer to Wang Xian. He sprinkled some lime powder in his hand and a large amount of white lime powder flew out.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xian immediately felt relieved.

He waved his sleeves, and the white clothes were blown up by the wind.

"A mere lime powder is such a despicable means...ah!!"

However, the next moment, Wang Xian's white clothes and exposed skin suddenly turned blue and black in the blink of an eye, as if they had encountered a strong corrosive substance, and emitted a burnt smell.

Li Qinglin sneered in his heart.

The lime powder was mixed with the powder of the Five Poison Pills and the Wandering Heart Gu that he had obtained from Lu Zhangke by deceiving others.

Even martial artists at the Strong Flesh Realm would fall to their knees when they met him! "It's just strange. This Wang Xian doesn't seem to have practiced martial arts. He's not even at the level of a strong skin. He just has mastered superb weapon skills. It's strange. The eldest son of the Wang family, the destined head of the family, doesn't actually practice martial arts?"

A hint of doubt emerged in Li Qinglin's heart.

In the distance, someone was approaching quickly.

Li Qinglin no longer had the intention of staying for long. He appeared above the wooden house in a flash. From the air, he glanced inside the house.

The chest was opened, revealing a heart that had not yet been removed and still had blood vessels.

Heart-stealing?! Li Qinglin's face changed drastically, and his expression became extremely solemn.

This kind of deathly appearance certainly cannot be explained by playing too hard.

Did Wang Xian kill someone in a dream, or did he learn Lu Zhangke's method of planting demons and controlling souls from somewhere?

"Songbo."

Wang Xian's voice came.

Then, from a wooden house not far away.

Suddenly an old man appeared with his hands behind his back. He had extremely advanced lightness skills and without moving, he flew across a distance of dozens of feet as fast as a big bird in the forest and appeared in front of Li Qinglin.

Master!

Great master! The feeling this old man gave Li Qinglin was even stronger than Fu Bo who was refining marrow!

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"Where did this thief come from? Why don't you show your true colors to others?"

Wang Song looked at Li Qinglin coldly.

Not far away, more than a dozen martial artists wearing armor and holding swords approached quickly.

Torches were lit in the tents and noises were heard.

Wang Xian quickly changed his clothes and walked out of the house, looking like the handsome young man he was during the day.

But at this moment, he had tears in his eyes and was very excited. He held the man who had just died on the bed in his arms and shouted loudly, "He is the murderer who killed Master Chen!"

"It wasn't the work of a demon that took away his internal organs, it was him!!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Li Qinglin, and a strong oppressive aura immediately overwhelmed him.

"It's the young master!"

"Don't panic, young master, we are here!"

"Is that Master Chen Wu? God is jealous of talented people. How could a tall and handsome man like Master Chen Wu be..."

Many people were shocked and extremely sad, staring at Li Qinglin as if they wanted to eat him alive.

But not far away,

Seeing Wang Xian’s hidden anxiety and panic in the night.

Wang Song had some vague guesses in his mind, but his expression remained unchanged and he did not speak. He just looked at Li Qinglin dimly.

The two men's eyes collided in the air, like lightning striking, and the night sky became slightly brighter.

I was discovered...

Li Qinglin's heart sank and his eyes became gloomy.

Among the martial artists present, most of them have strong flesh and penetrating bone cultivation, except for the old man in front of him named Song Bo, whose cultivation level cannot be seen. I think he is at least in the marrow refining realm.

Why not just go all out and call Jade Yuanchan over as well. I will kill the person myself and let Yuanchan clean up the mess. I will eat everyone present alive and then work together to kill Song Bo. Then no one will notice me, right?

"Catch the traitor quickly!"

There was a martial artist who was eager to show his loyalty to Wang Xian. He rushed out impatiently, shouted loudly, and stabbed out with the sharp sword in his hand. Suddenly, he pushed forward like a wall, forming a powerful and fierce hurricane.

Before the tip of the sword reached him, the suffocating hurricane had already made Li Qinglin's clothes rustle.

Li Qinglin's eyes turned cold, he waved his palm to meet the attack, and all his energy and blood turned into strange power.

With a loud bang, the ground shook, smoke and dust rose, and the roof of the wooden house collapsed directly.

The energy was surging all around, and the broken wood chips flew everywhere.

The martial artist who had made the move groaned, and felt his wrist go numb. Then he was hit by a surge of force, which seemed to break the bones from his forearm to his shoulder and half of his body.

He fell backwards, spitting out blood with every step he took.

After he stopped walking, his eyes became a little confused, and he lowered his head to look at his chest.

Then he fell backwards, and all his life was gone.

Looking at his body again, it was so soft that it almost turned into a pool of flesh! This scene happened in a flash, and many martial artists present had not yet reacted.

What kind of freak is this guy? He could kill a strong warrior with just his palm power? ! ! Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene. Many people subconsciously took a step back and distanced themselves from Li Qinglin.

(End of this chapter)