Chapter 58 Cold Wind

The fat man was frightened, but Gao Xian did not hesitate and stabbed him with a shot of the True Yang Gun, causing the fat man to faint on the spot.

With the same Zhenyang Spear, Yao Qingshuang was able to withstand five consecutive shots. That was because Yao Qingshuang had profound cultivation and a top-grade sword in his hand, and he had barely reached the state of unity between man and sword.

This fat guy is only in the initial stage of Qi training. At first glance, he is a cunning and sneaky guy. How can he carry the Zhenyang Spear?

Although the fat man looked like he was in trouble, Gao Xian didn't dare to be careless and knocked him down first.

After dealing with the fat guy, Gao Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he only used one sword to kill Yao Qingshuang, he used up all his strength. In the short time of fighting, most of his magic power had been consumed.

After adjusting his emotions and physical condition, Gao Xian returned to the room.

The two big men were unable to control themselves after being poisoned by the Mishen Powder. They lay in the room and kept inhaling the Mishen Powder. Now they were barely able to stay conscious, and their bodies could no longer move.

Gao Xian didn't hesitate and hit each of them on the forehead with a white plum needle, killing them on the spot.

The main purpose of using white plum needles is to make the wound smaller and not bleed a lot.

He carried out the two dead men and threw them into the yard.

Gao Xian looked at the three dead people. Although Yao Qingshuang's death was a bit horrible, she was the most valuable.

After practicing in Tengshe Mountain for dozens of days, Gao Xian has become accustomed to this bloodiness and accustomed to searching for valuable items in the bloodiness.

Cultivators are a resource in themselves.

Obtaining resources by plundering one's own kind is also a favorite method of many cultivators.

Gao Xian would not take the initiative to plunder, but if the other party took the initiative to rob him, he would not be polite.

This is what he earned with his life!

What Gao Xian values ​​most is of course the Qingshuang Sword in Yao Qingshuang's hand.

He picked up the Qingshuang Sword and examined it carefully. The blade was three feet and seven inches long, two inches wide, and the handle was six inches long. The sword guard was in the shape of a lotus flower, simple and upright.

He weighed it, and with the help of his master-level electric light dragon hand, he accurately measured that the sword weighed a full twenty-seven kilograms.

It is ten kilograms heavier than the stone-cutting sword.

For a sword, this weight is very heavy. An ordinary cultivator would be exhausted after just a few strikes if he wanted to use this sword in battle.

The Qingshuang Sword is long and thin, and the blade is as pure and clear as clear water, with a faint sense of rippling water flowing inside.

This sword is indeed beautiful, and anyone can tell at first glance that it is a good sword.

There is no name engraved on the sword.

Gao Xian thought that this sword was called Qingshuang Sword, and he was probably thinking that this was a name that Yao Qingshuang had changed herself.

He untied the scabbard from Yao Qingshuang's waist and found that the green scabbard was also covered with ancient lotus patterns.

Gao Xian sheathed the sword and put the Qingshuang Sword into the storage bag first.

This sword is too heavy. It's not convenient to hold it.

The bronze hairpin in Yao Qingshuang's hand looked like a set with the bronze hair crown, so she put it away.

Gao Xian found another storage bag, which was locked by spiritual consciousness and took some time to open.

He was not in a hurry to read it and put it away first.

The most valuable thing on Yao Qingshuang is the Qingshuang Sword, followed by her robe.

The rest are some miscellaneous magical instruments, talismans, and pills.

The other two big men were much shabbier. The weapons in their hands were magical instruments, and they carried some talismans and pills.

The total number of spirit stones the two of them had was no more than sixty.

The fat guy has the worst cultivation, but he has a storage bag with a dozen talismans of various kinds.

Interestingly, Gao Xian found the Deer Horn Powder he made on all three men.

After putting away all the items, Gao Xian used fire control techniques to hit the fat man in the face.

The fat man screamed and suddenly woke up and sat up. When he opened his eyes, he saw a cold sword pointing at him. He consciously stopped screaming.

"Master, please spare my life, please spare my life..."

The fat man's first reaction was to beg for mercy, but his small eyes were looking around restlessly. He saw the headless body of Yao Qingshuang next to him, and the two brothers of the Gou family lying on the ground without a sound, obviously dead.

The fat man looked at the person in front of him again. In the dim light, he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly. He could only see a pair of bright black eyes.

He felt even more uneasy. This young cultivator didn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, but when he started to attack, he was as terrifying as a ghost.

The powerful Yao Qingshuang was killed by the opponent's sword and had no power to resist at all.

In fact, the fat man only saw two sword lights intersecting, and then Yao Qingshuang's hand was broken and his head flew off.

As for the specific details, Fatty knew nothing about it, which made him extremely respectful of Gao Xian.

He guessed in his heart, maybe this young cultivator is a hidden foundation-building cultivator? !

Gao Xian watched the fat man's reaction with great interest. The fat man's expression and eyes were very rich, and it was obvious that he had a lot of thoughts.

This kind of smart person is also the easiest to deal with.

"Who are you?" Gao Xian asked.

"Master Dao, we are from the Red Snake Gang." The fat man replied quickly.

"Why did you come to me?"

"Because, Master Dao, you bought the Green Lotus Crown. This was originally the magic weapon of our Fourth Master. It is a pair with the bronze hairpin, and the auras of the two are very magical.

"We often sell the Green Lotus Crown and then go to the door at night to pick up the goods..."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The fat man didn't dare to hide anything and told them in detail what they had done.

Gao Xian asked again: "How many people are there among you?"

"us,"

The fat man hesitated and said, "There are nine of us in total, and the rest of us stayed at home and didn't come out."

Gao Xian smiled: "There are quite a few people."

Judging from the fat man's expression, movements and other subtle reactions, he felt that the fat man was 99% sure that he was lying.

With so many accomplices, he would naturally feel wary, and the fat man would have room to jump back and forth.

However, it doesn’t matter even if the fat man is telling the truth.

Yao Qingshuang found him with the help of the bronze hairpin, so even if he really had other accomplices, he would not be found.

"Please do me a favor and take these bodies away. It's too scary to keep them at home."

Gao Xian returned the fat man's storage bag to him and asked him to put away the bodies.

Fatty also knew that Gao Xian would deal with him after he dealt with the corpse, but he was afraid of death.

The longer you can live, the better.

The fat man walked panting in the snow for more than half an hour and came to a forest outside Pegasus.

"They are all your friends. You can dig a pit for them to rest in peace. It is also a sign of loyalty."

Gao Xian gave the fat man a shovel and asked him to dig a hole and bury the person.

When the fat man took the shovel, he fell to his knees and cried, "Master Dao, please don't kill me. I was originally a casual cultivator, and I was forced by them to become a spy for the Red Snake Gang.

"I know a lot about the Red Snake Gang. Just ask whatever you want to know. I am willing to follow you, and I only ask you to spare my life..."

"Do your job well." Gao Xian's eyes turned cold. They had already arrived at the place, and if the fat man didn't obey, he would do it himself.

The fat man was frightened by Gao Xian's cold murderous aura. He didn't dare to beg for mercy anymore, but he didn't want to work either. He sat there slumped with a look of despair on his face.

It's too depressing to dig a hole for yourself even though you're going to die.

Gao Xian thought for a moment and softened his attitude: "If you behave well and successfully deal with the others after you return, I can spare your life."

With these words, the fat man immediately saw a chance of survival. Back in Pegasus, he could point to a cultivator at will and always have a chance to escape.

Thinking of this, he became more motivated, grabbed the shovel and started digging the hole hard.

It was freezing cold, and digging a hole at this time really required strength. Fortunately, the cold weather was short-lived and the ground had not yet frozen through.

In a short while, the fat man dug a pit more than one person deep.

Without Gao Xian's order, the fat man didn't dare to stop. He kept digging the soil with his head down.

Gao Xian saw that it was almost time, so he put the two fingers of his left hand together to form a sword and pointed downwards. An ice spike about a foot long pierced through the back of the fat man's head with a sharp scream. The fat man fell to the ground and died instantly without any reaction.

Under the bleak moonlight, the white snow, the black soil, and the dead are all cold and silent.

Only the north wind roared in Gao Xian's ears, pulling his clothes and making them flutter...

(End of this chapter)