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Chapter two hundred and sixty, the headless corpse

cpa300_4; The blood-red ground, under the storm of the birch trees, the tombstone that had been completely wet, and the corpse that was leaning on the tombstone, had no head. She was wearing a tattered black suit.

Xiao Sanshi and Qi Santong rushed over with the others, and when they saw this scene, they all took a breath.

"It's still late!"

The master of ambition whispered.

Xun Che staggered forward, his enlarged pupils shaking, as if he was not sure about the scene he saw. The person in front of him should not be him...

I muttered, couldn't believe it; I was trembling, but I still had to get close; I was afraid, but I wanted to confirm it.

He finally walked to the corpse and looked down. It was a pair of old and calloused hands. The clothes on his body and the wounds outside the corpse could be seen that he had experienced a fierce battle before his death.

Then, Xun Che's eyes fell on the token on the waist of the corpse. The fact that he couldn't believe happened before his eyes. The token hanging on the waist of the corpse was an identity token that only the king of the Demon Hunter Alliance could own. It was a unique token that could not be faked.

"thump!"

Xun Che knelt suddenly on the ground, lowered his head, pressed his fists to the ground, and did not cry because he had not yet reacted to the shock in front of him. The man, the man who could kick his ass while smoking, the man who could stand up when the demon vein was attacked repeatedly, the man who had lived for hundreds of years and was always alone and free, died like this. [Bai Duyi's chapters

Xiao Sanshi asked in a low voice: "Is it Ye Shanshan who did it?"

The four-star monster hunter Huo Han, next to him, nodded and said, "A few hours ago, the fifth group of national numbers was nearly 1,500 people, fully armed, and rushed outside our village with siege magic weapons. Five hundred of them surrounded our village, and the remaining 1,000 people attacked the Heavenly King..."

In fact, Xiao Sansheng didn't ask, and the whole story was clear. Xun Che was wet in the rain and closed his eyes. The demonic energy on his body was uncontrollably released, and he raised his head and roared at the sky, revealing his sharp teeth. The roar rushed into the sky, and tears mixed with tears flowed down his eyes.

Then, Xun Che slowly climbed up from the ground, picked up the body in front of the tombstone, and turned around. Facing everyone, everyone could feel that Xun Che had an indescribable murderous intent on his body at this moment, which looked very light, even more lighter than when he was fighting with others on weekdays, but it made people feel chilling.

"When did the people in the fifth group of the national font go? In which direction did they go?"

Xun Che asked coldly.

"There were many wounded people in their team about an hour ago and headed to the south. They also carried some heavy magic weapons, so even if they had to leave, the marching speed would not be too fast."

Huo Han said.

Xun Che nodded and said, "Protect the old man's body."

He handed over the body of the senior Hei Sect to Huo Han's hands and turned to face the south.

"Brother Xun Che, are you going to chase the fifth group of the national font?"

"We'll go too!"

"Let's go with me, fuck, you can't be cowardly this time!"

The demon hunters shouted excitedly. Xun Che walked out of the crowd and suddenly turned around in a noisy voice and shouted: "Shut up!"

A sentence made everyone stunned. He said coldly: "The old man faced the fifth group of the national number by himself to protect you little boys. You all stayed in the village and didn't let anyone come out. Whoever was disobedient, I broke his leg!"

Everyone was shocked, but everyone could feel the murderous aura on Xun Che, which shocked everyone.

"Huo Han, tell Amon that stinky brat, when he comes back, he will bury the old man's body next to King Liu Xiangru and choose a good day."

Huo Han was stunned and nodded and said, "Okay."

Xiao Sanshi and Qi Santong came out and said, "I will notify the demon vein and try my best to stop them. I have just notified Maozi and it rushed over from the other side to support it."

Xun Che nodded, then Qi Santong came over, held the phone, and stood next to Xun Che. The phone screen showed a strange landline.

"Hello."

In the heavy rain, Xun Che took the phone and whispered, maybe it was because the phone got into the water, or because of the bad signal.

"Xun Che, it's me, I called by the landline."

My voice came from the other end of the phone. At this time, I was standing next to the only landline in the village and whispered.

"oh."

Xun Che answered simply.

"Old man... something happened, right?"

I had clearly heard the truth from Qi Santong, but I couldn't help asking.

"Yes, Ye Shanshan and the fifth group of the national font were done."

Xun Che's voice sounded extremely calm, but this calmness made people feel uneasy and felt like a disaster was coming.

On the phone, I fell silent, leaning against the glass counter of the convenience store, holding the receiver, and only heard the sound of "wavering" rain coming from the phone. I closed my eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't show mercy, kill them all."

"I know."

The phone hung up, and I heard a "beep..." sound coming from the receiver. In the northeast, Xun Che returned his phone to Qi Santong. Then he took the demon hunting crossbow used by the old man of the Black Sect from a demon hunter next to him, hung it behind him, and then jumped up suddenly. The demonic energy surged violently. As soon as he jumped into the air, his body had already entered a semi-demonized state. He jumped into the jungle and chased towards the south.

At this time, Ye Shanshan, who was marching in the jungle, was sitting in a jeep, and the person next to her was holding paper reports.

"In this battle, we dispatched a total of 1,500 people, all equipped with the highest specification equipment, and three range attack magic weapons at the same time. However, the losses were also great, especially the 1,000 people who besieged the Black Sect, with 215 people directly killed, 45 people seriously injured, and 344 people softly."

Ye Shanshan frowned and held a wooden box in her hand, with the head of the old man Hei Zong. She thought for a while and said, "All 45 seriously injured people in the team were placed on the spot."

The others in the car were stunned and looked at Ye Shanshan strangely.

"Xun Che and Maozai are still in Changchun. They are both demon clans. Their five senses are much stronger than ordinary people, so they will definitely catch up. The smell of blood on seriously injured people is too strong. If they follow us, we will be easily discovered. Therefore, it is better to place them on the spot to avoid exposing ourselves because of them."

Ye Shanshan's words were tantamount to sentenceing these 45 people to death. Everyone knows what will happen if the angry Xun Che catches up with these 45 people.

However, once Xun Che is caught up with these 45 people, more people will suffer. Therefore, although the practice of abandoning the car and protecting the coach at this moment is cruel, it has to do so.

"Okay, I get it, I'll do it."

A Ye Shanshan's confidant jumped out of the car and walked backwards.

"Minister, in this way, there is already a blood feud between us and the demon vein. What should we do next?"

The person next to him asked.

"Every soon Yinming and its evil land will invade a lot. At that time, the demon vein will not be protected by itself, but we can avoid disaster and get the safety of the leader. At that time, the demon vein will definitely be destroyed by Yinming. Whether Wan Lin can survive is still a question. As long as we avoid this pursuit, we will definitely rest assured."

Ye Shanshan naturally had her own plans. This escape must be successful. No matter how great the sacrifice is, it is more important than anything else to be able to exchange for a lover in her heart.

"What? Keep us behind."

"What do you mean? We have tried our best to the fifth group of the national number. Now you say you want to place us on the spot. Do you want to kill us?"

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the forty-five people immediately shouted excitedly, and the scene was very tense.

In the corner, while everyone was arguing, a wounded soldier quietly stuffed a blood-stained bandage on his body into the suit box next to him.

In the Chonghua Hall, the headquarter of the Demon Vein, Taoist Han Yun heard the report of the master in front of him, and his face turned cold.

"Your Excellency Maozai has set out to support him, what should we do?"

A great master asked.
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