Su Luo took two steps back and gave her seat to Uncle Biao.
Uncle Biao walked up to the body of the man in green and half-knelt down. His bear-paw-like hands were trembling slightly at this moment.
Uncle Biao clenched his fists and finally grabbed the clothes of the man in green.
There was a sound of cloth being torn.
The clothes of the man in green were all torn, revealing his lean chest.
Uncle Biao's eyes were fixed on the thin chest, his gaze fixed on the bloody handprint in the center of the chest.
Seeing the expected bloody handprint, Uncle Biao's body shook and he almost fell headfirst.
Su Luo saw the solemn look on Uncle Biao's face and had already guessed about 70% of what was going on.
"What's going on?" Su Luo asked.
Uncle Biao slowly stood up, covered his forehead, and woke up before saying to Su Luo, "This time, we're really in big trouble."
"I'd like to hear the details." Su Luo's expression was still as calm and composed.
"There is a killer organization in the Western Regions called Xue Tu Luo. Miss Su, you must know about it, right?" Uncle Biao looked at Su Luo seriously and solemnly.
But Su Luo shook her head blankly: "I don't know."
Uncle Biao: "Impossible! Although Xue Tu Luo is not as terrifying as the number one assassin organization, it is the second-ranked assassin organization, specializing in the killing business. It is well-known in the Western Regions. Miss Su really doesn't know?"
Su Luo nodded. "I've lived in the mountains and forests since I was a child, leading a life isolated from the world, so I don't know these common sense of the demon world."
With just one sentence, Su Luo explained that she was not familiar with the Demon Realm.
Uncle Biao now had complete faith in Su Luo. He nodded and said to her, "This assassin organization only works for money and has no moral principles. This time, the people over there must have spent a lot of money."
Uncle Biao pointed at the blue-clothed corpse on the ground and said to Su Luo, "This assassin organization is very arrogant. Before they kill someone, they always leave a bloody handprint on the person's door. If I'm not mistaken, this assassin is the Death Bird."
Uncle Biao pointed at the man in green on the ground.
Sure enough, the body of the man in green, who was originally lying on the ground, had now turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared into the vast wilderness.
"The bird of death means that we will die next." Uncle Biao looked at Su Luo seriously, "This is not a joke."
Su Luo said, "Oh," and smiled, "Looks like there's something fun to do."
Seeing Su Luo's excited look eager to try, Uncle Biao smiled bitterly in his heart. She was indeed a girl who grew up in the deep mountains and forests. Even though she had a high level of cultivation, she still didn't know enough about the outside world.
Xue Tu Luo, what a terrifying organization that is, and she actually said that there are some to play with?
Uncle Biao was deeply terrified of the road ahead. He even asked Su Luo, "Should we turn back and take a more circuitous route? That route would take much longer, but the people in Xue Tu Luo might not know about it."
Su Luo looked at Uncle Biao unhappily: "Isn't it said that this entire Western Region is under the control of Xue Tu Luo? How could they not know the little secrets you know?"
Uncle Biao thought about it the same way, and finally could only sigh dejectedly.
He is really pessimistic about the future.
Xiaoyang held Uncle Biao in his tiny hands, tilted his little face up, and gave Uncle Biao a pale smile. He said, "My life was already lost last time. Every day I live now is stolen, isn't it?"
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