Chapter 879 The Strongest Enemy So Far
Wei Changtian had never seen such a strange creature.
Although the divine beasts of luck generally look rather strange, even creepy.
However, this is the first time that something so “non-mainstream” has happened.
To put it simply, it is a ball of meat with wings.
Yes, a ball of meat.
Oh, and this ball of meat has six legs.
But there is nothing else.
No mouth, no ears, no nose, no eyes, nothing.
To put it bluntly, if this thing stands in front of you, you may not be able to tell whether it is facing you or facing away from you. But it flies quite fast.
“.”
Seeing a dark shadow flash by not far away, Wei Changtian was about to chase after it, but he paused again.
He quickly called up the system interface and spent 300 points to buy a talisman.
Although it was a bit painful, Wei Changtian decisively crushed the talisman paper, and then he disappeared on the spot.
Since the mysterious man is most likely the third time traveler, we must treat him with caution and first ensure that we will not be discovered.
Now that he had used the avoidance talisman, there would naturally be no hidden danger in this regard, so Wei Changtian immediately chased after Dijiang at the fastest speed.
Just as he flashed out of the courtyard in a few breaths and followed the Dijiang River, which only he could see, into Linchuan City, Li Zimu on the other side finally slowly pushed open the door of the secret room.
"Miss Li, you..."
The smile on his face froze instantly, and the old man in yellow who was guarding outside the door saw the two bodies in the house at the first moment.
He first widened his eyes in astonishment, then slowly moved to block the door and asked in a somewhat cold tone: "Miss Li, did you kill these two people?"
".no."
Li Zimu shook his head bitterly, and naturally understood what the old man in yellow was doubting.
After all, once these two people died, the clues about the mysterious man were gone.
And I was the only one in the room just now, so it seemed that I was the only one who had the opportunity to kill . "Elder Liu, I definitely didn't kill that person."
"As for why they died, it's hard to explain in a few words."
"Anyway, I will tell you the truth about this matter."
"Of course you have to explain it to the young master."
With a sneer, he interrupted Li Zimu's words and the old man in yellow stepped closer: "But before that, I'm afraid you will have to endure it for a while."
"I will report this matter to Master Wei later, and he will decide how to deal with you."
"Miss Li, this is not too much."
“.”
Looking at the old man in yellow who refused to give an inch, Li Zimu said nothing, just nodded silently, then turned around and walked back to the secret room.
The old man in yellow gave a wink to the other three people from the Jiuzhen Sect, and the three of them immediately went into the house and dragged out the two bodies.
"Miss Li, I hope you really didn't kill him."
After taking another deep look at Li Zimu, the old man in yellow said his last words and then slowly closed the door.
Hearing the sound of the iron lock closing outside the house, Li Zimu in the house sighed softly, his eyes full of worry.
She was not worried that Wei Changtian would not believe her.
She was just worried about the strange way the two assassins were killed.
No matter whether it was the poison or some other magical power, it was undoubtedly incredible that it could kill two second-grade masters under the circumstances just now.
This also means that the mysterious man's methods are far more exaggerated than he imagined. Faced with such a mysterious and powerful enemy, Li Zimu naturally worries about whether Wei Changtian can cope with it.
More importantly, Li Zimu always had a vague feeling.
She felt that the "power" of this mysterious man was not limited to this, but even stronger.
Even stronger than Wei Changtian.
On the other side, there was a restaurant about four or five miles away from the compound.
It was just getting dark, and the restaurant was doing a booming business.
The not-so-large front hall was packed with diners, and the aroma of wine filled the air amid the bustling crowd.
The class of this restaurant is not very high, so most of the people who come to eat there are ordinary people wearing linen clothes.
But even so, the two people sitting at the table by the window still seemed very out of place.
To be precise, it was the ragged old beggar who blinked particularly hard, as if he shouldn't be in such a place.
The diners at the nearby tables would cast disdainful glances at him from time to time, and some even called the waiter, asking the store to kick the old beggar out.
Even though he was a beggar, he had already paid for the wine. How could the store owner chase him away?
Therefore, faced with diners' "complaints", the waiters could only apologize repeatedly and then serve a few side dishes to appease the customers' dissatisfaction.
Some people were reasonable and did not pursue the matter any further.
Some people were quite arrogant. When they heard that the store owner could not drive people away, they deliberately said some sarcastic words loudly, cursing the old beggar for ruining their appetite, in order to show their sense of superiority which they rarely have the opportunity to show in normal times.
But no matter what they cursed, the old beggar turned a deaf ear to it and continued to drink and eat happily.
On the contrary, the young man sitting at the same table with him had a gloomy expression on his face, as if he could no longer tolerate the scolding.
"Godfather, how dare these people humiliate you like this? I'd better tell them to shut up now!"
"hehe."
With a smile, the old beggar naturally understood what the young man meant by "shut up".
He did not respond, but asked casually while drinking: "Are those two dead?"
"Dead."
The young man's face immediately turned serious, and he replied softly, "Dijiang arrived a little late, and they were almost about to say my name."
"But fortunately, we arrived in time in the end."
"Well, that's good burp!"
Nodding, the old beggar tilted his head back, drank the liquor in the cup in one gulp, and burped with satisfaction.
The young man quickly picked up the wine jug and poured wine for him, and asked doubtfully, "Father, why don't we take this opportunity to kill the woman surnamed Li as well?"
"Kill her?"
The old beggar smiled even more: "Since Wei Changtian values her so much, how could she die so easily?"
"Besides, we are in the dark and they are in the light. If we want to take action, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Why rush now?"
"That's what my godfather said."
The young man flattered him lightly, and then cautiously asked, "But godfather, now Wei Changtian is missing, could he have found out something?"
"Well, he can find out."
Suddenly, the old beggar's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes looked towards a certain place like a sharp arrow.
It was an ordinary table of diners, a total of three people, who were toasting each other and drinking happily.
But just a moment ago, one of them, perhaps because he was drunk, accidentally knocked his own wine glass down with his hand.
No one would care about such a small thing, and even the person who knocked over the wine glass didn't even have time to look back.
But the old beggar saw it very clearly.
The wine glass changed direction slightly as it fell from the table to the ground, as if it had hit something invisible.
(End of this chapter)
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