Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

After a while, Zhuge Canglan put the cleaned dagger into the sheath, looked at the slightly swaying grass, and said, "Isn't it coming out?"

Zhuge Canglan walked over slowly: "If you don't come out... I'll cut you down like a beast!"

Just after finishing speaking, I heard a figure jumping out from the bushes, "Don't... I'll come out, I'll come out, that junior sister, don't cut me, don't cut me..."

A young man walked out of the grass, wearing the clothes of an inner disciple, he raised his hands above his head, and looked at Zhuge Canglan nervously.

Zhuge Canglan turned around him, sized him up from head to toe, and stopped three times on his clothes, shoes, and hair.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

The young man hurriedly replied: "I am Lusong, a third-generation disciple of Xuantong Peak, not a bad person, junior sister, you are... a disciple of the outer sect?"

Zhuge Canglan didn't answer his question, and continued to ask: "People from your inner sect didn't all gather to go to Tiandu Peak today, why did you come here at this time?"

Lu Song smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to say, I came in three days ago, but... I have a very bad sense of direction, so... I got lost, and I couldn't find a place where Huzhu flowers grow. ...Well, Junior Sister, can you...can you help me take it to a place where Huzhu flowers grow..."

Zhuge Canglan walked in front of him, suddenly dodged in front of him, grabbed his neck with his right hand and threw him to the ground, "You're lying!"

Lu Song said in fear: "I...I don't! Junior sister...I don't..."

"No? I've been here for three days, wandering around in this forest full of beasts, and my cultivation base is not particularly high, so it's impossible not to leave a little wound, but you don't have any wounds, but you are extremely clean and tidy, especially this pair of The shoes on your feet should be covered with mud, but look at your own shoes, after walking for three days, the uppers will be so clean."

There was a look of surprise in Lu Song's eyes, but he quickly retorted: "You...you can't judge the time when I came in just by the bright spots..."

Zhuge Canglan suddenly pulled off a strand of his hair vigorously: "Also, your hair still smells of sweet-scented osmanthus from Huang Miao Peak, and it is very strong. This proves that you have just come down from Huang Miao Peak not long ago? If it is true that it has been three days Even if there is a fragrance, it should become very weak..."

Lu Song finally stopped talking, her lips trembling slightly.

Zhuge Canglan's hand pinching his neck tightened suddenly: "Tell me, who are you and why are you lying. Why are you following me..."

"I didn't... Even if I came in today, why do you say I'm following you?"

"Don't tell me? Then I'll kill you!"

"How dare you, I am a disciple of Xuantong Peak, you can't kill me... ah..."

With the ear-piercing scream of the green pine, Zhuge Canglan's dagger had already been nailed into his shoulder blade, and the blood quickly stained his white clothes red.

Zhuge Canglan twirled and pulled out the dagger, looked at Lv Song's discolored face in pain, and asked coldly: "Say you?"

"I... didn't... didn't follow you!" Green twitched in pain, but still refused to admit it.

"Don't worry, I'll let you tell. People in the Ministry of Criminal Justice are the best at extorting confessions by torture."

Zhuge Canglan raised the dagger again to stab down, but suddenly his hand was empty, and the dagger suddenly disappeared, and it disappeared instantly in front of her eyes, as if it had turned into air.

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