Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 348 Outbreak
The appearance of that sword is very ordinary, it is not a scimitar unique to the Northern Wei Dynasty, but such a sword is used by practitioners in almost every country.

And it was such an ordinary sword that ended the life of a practitioner in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

It was said to be a corpse, but one could tell at a glance that the death time of this person was extremely short, and even the corpse was not stiff yet exuding heat.The dark red blood was still gurgling out from Zhongjian's wound, but the dilated pupils and the disappearing aura were telling all the practitioners present.

he died.

The cultivator on the ground looked very ordinary, with a strong body and wheat-colored skin from the Northern Wei Dynasty, but such a cultivator was stabbed to death with a sword as if he had no defense, and no one heard the slightest movement before he died .

The face of the corpse was frozen with panic before death, and the wide eyes seemed to see someone he had never thought of.

And then he just died.

Caught off guard, intimidating.

Meng Shi watched all this stiffly, and at the same time felt the temperature around her drop rapidly.

An emotion called fear grows in all living beings.

The appearance of this corpse is too ordinary, and the death is so vivid, everything seems to tell everyone who saw this scene.

This is a person who was alive by your side last second.

And now that he is dead, he has no chance to resist before he dies, and he was stabbed to death in such an unexplained instant.

The dead person is by your side, and the next dead person is by your side, and even the next person lying here will be stabbed to death by a sword...

Just yourself.

At this moment, looking at the dead body on the ground, the crowd burst into the first horrified cry.

"what!"

"Get lost! Who killed that person?"

"Don't get close to me! Who dares to come to me and stab him to death with a sword!"

"Who did it! Get out! Are you from Southern Chu? Are you from Eastern Wu?"

Human fear is contagious.

Just after the first scream, the whole team rolled like boiling water. Some practitioners who were familiar with the deceased shouted in disbelief, some suspicious people stared at everyone who was close to him, and even Someone drew a sword.

The people of the Northern Wei Dynasty were violent and aggressive, but after arriving in the Southern Chu, many people were dissatisfied with the climate.Being imprisoned in this damp mountain forest in a disguised form, there were many people who had not had a rest last night and were very irritable, but this incredible scene in front of them ignited these emotions in an instant.

"Who stabbed me?!"

"Sure enough, you did it!"

"You dare to draw your sword against me?! I will kill you!"

If fear and doubt are just the fuse, then suddenly someone swings a sword in a dense crowd and starts to accidentally injure it becomes the actual gunpowder.

In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed throughout the forest, and the entire Northern Wei team fell into chaos and was about to erupt.

"stop!"

Just as several Northern Wei practitioners drew their swords and slashed around, suddenly bright flames lit up in the dark forest.

Click, click, click!

There was a continuous violent sound, and then a strong wind blew up. The Northern Wei practitioners who were originally excited in the violent air flow were caught off guard.

"This……"

After the gust of wind and flames passed, the other practitioners barely opened their eyes, staring at the scene in front of them in astonishment.

A gust of wind just now blows away the densely packed Northern Wei practitioners. In the middle of the circle, there are a few burly men lying or lying down, holding swords that have been broken in two.

These few people are just a few practitioners who just took advantage of the chaos and started slashing people with knives.

And at this moment, a hoarse and unpleasant voice came.

"It doesn't matter who killed the person."

"Whoever makes trouble while taking advantage of the chaos, I will kill him first."

The practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty were shocked when they heard the sound, and they looked at the thin and small boy standing quietly next to those people with a sword in their hands.

"Meng Shi?"

"Step... stepson..."

As Meng Shi's step-son, Meng Shi was very taciturn, and when he was outside, he never resisted the Holy Maiden Xu Bingqing's instructions to the Northern Wei army. ranking tool.

But at this time, feeling the cold killing intent on that skinny boy, many practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty suddenly remembered it.The reason why this boy can be used as a tool is first of all because he is strong enough.

Just now Meng Shi shot too fast, few people could see how this person made the shot, but he was able to cut off the swords of only those few people in the dense crowd, which gave a great blow to the other practitioners around. shocked.

In any case, just now they wantonly vented their emotions, in fact, they still had some luck that the law would not blame the public.

After all, everyone gathered together, and some of them caused trouble, even if Meng Shi wanted to control him, he would not dare to take the risk of accidentally injuring a group of people. Many people thought so just now.

However, no one expected that Meng Shi would dare to make a move, and could attack only a few people in a group of people.

This made them want to yell at their stepson for hurting others, but they couldn't do it.

"Whoever makes trouble while taking advantage of the chaos, I will kill him first."

Hearing that hoarse voice say those words lightly, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, but they felt chills all over after feeling the murderous aura of that person.

Is this man telling the truth?

"Stepson...you...you can't..." A Northern Wei practitioner stammered and wanted to refute, but the next moment another crisp sound of drawing a sword interrupted his words.

Mo Hua drew his sword out of its sheath and stood beside Meng Shi.

"Don't dirty your stepson's hands," the bright sword light hit the scar on his face.

"If someone makes trouble," Mo Hua said lightly, "I'll kill him first."

He has a dull face and his voice is also ordinary, but it is just because he speaks like this that people have to believe his words for no reason.

Mo Hua's origin is unknown, he seems to be carefree and doesn't care about anything, but this kind of person is the most terrifying, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, no one doubts that Mo Hua really dared to kill.Previously, the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty only regarded him as an ordinary ruthless person, but the bright sword he showed in the first battle was too powerful, and he became a ruthless person with the power to kill.

The person who originally wanted to say something looked at the scar and sunburn on Mo Hua's face, gritted his teeth and swallowed it back.

Hearing the voice of the young man beside her, Meng Shi was stunned and looked sideways at Mo Hua who was standing beside her with a sword drawn, and pursed her lips tightly.

She disappeared for so long last night, but when she came back, she saw Mo Hua waiting for her by the fire.

But he didn't ask where she was.

He kept his promise and never followed up this time, and her identity was naturally not exposed.

Compared with her identity, Meng Shi looked at the corpse on the ground with a serious expression.

The turmoil this time was finally suppressed under the joint efforts of her and Mo Hua, but in this dangerous dense forest, everyone is on high alert. If the murderer can't be found, such a thing will still happen. occur.

"Since we are not allowed to take precautions, then who is the murderer, stepson, you should give us an explanation!"

"That's right! Private fights don't kill people like that! Who is the murderer, stepson, find out quickly!"

At this moment, the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty were once again full of voices.

"Where are the spies?" Meng Shi frowned and shouted, "How are other countries doing now? Is there any team from any country..."

She was just about to ask if there were any other teams nearby, but at this moment, the scream of a spy she was familiar with sounded from not far away.

"It's not good stepson! The former Qin and Nanchu are dead... dead..."

A skinny spy rolled in from the circle, looked at Meng Shizheng with horror and wanted to report, but the next moment he saw the corpse on the ground not far away, his eyes widened suddenly, "This... this ..."

"What's the matter?" Meng Shi felt a bad premonition.

The terrified spy raised his head and looked at her, "He's dead... stepson... dead..."

He tremblingly raised the letterhead in his hand, "Former Qin, Southern Chu, Later Liao, and Zhong..."

Meng Shi was shocked when she heard his words, and then grabbed the letterhead in his hand. The moment she saw the content, her pupils shrank.

"how so……"

she muttered to herself.

Just this morning, dead people suddenly appeared in the teams of every country.

The cause of death was homicide.

And the murderer.

No one knows.

None of the six countries was spared.

(End of this chapter)