Chapter 135
The eye is a spacious hall.

The hall seemed to be too empty, except for the square coffee table in the center and the tattered sofa, there was nothing around it, except for another door directly opposite.

On that tattered sofa, three people were sitting around and chatting about something.Seeing someone coming, their voices stopped abruptly, and Qiqi looked towards the door.

Chu Yao also looked at them.She saw that these three people were also wearing masks with various patterns painted on them.

When the person on the right saw Chu Yao, he stood up straight away and greeted him with open arms. Chu Yao saw a piece of rag painted on his mask.

"Look at what I said, I really didn't make me wait in vain. Xuedie, you really came! I have a very happy event to tell you here."

This chatty feeling seems familiar.Chu Yao finally saw clearly what was on his mask, he was the "curtain".

However, Chu Yao ignored him at all and walked straight to the door inside.

The conversation with the curtains failed somewhat, and there were sarcastic laughter from under the masks of the other two.The curtain shyly retracted its arms, but still did not give up, rubbing its hands while blocking Chu Yao.

"Don't rush away, anyway, we are also 'companions' who have been through life and death? Why don't you show me face? I really have something good to tell you here, really! It's absolutely true!"

"Get out of the way." Chu Yao pretended to be annoyed and refused.

"Oh, you really gave up too, right?" The curtain saw the big bag on Chu Yao's back, and Chu Yao could even see the winking look of the man under the mask, "Okay, okay, let me let you go, you don't have to be so fierce .It's important. We'll talk about other things when you're done."

This guy's mouth is like a continuous cannon, without stopping for a moment.After finally getting rid of this person, Chu Yao walked towards that door.

Chu Yao knocked three times, and there was a response from the room: "Come in."

She opened the door and walked in, smelling a very faint smell of blood.At any rate, there were still lights outside, but the inside of the hut was pitch black, with no light at all.

But that didn't bother her.Chu Yao could clearly see a long table in front of her, and behind the long table was a person wearing a mask, on which was an old man's face covering the sky.

It seems that this is the "Master".

The master's entire body was shrouded in a pitch-black cloak, blending into the darkness of the hut.Seeing Chu Yao walk in, he spoke:

"Confirm to abandon the mission?"

His voice was so weird that Chu Yao couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman, as if he had used a voice changer.

"Confirm." Chu Yao put the tennis bag behind her on the table, and then quickly spread her consciousness in the room.

This shop is not important, but it surprised Chu Yao.

In this master's body, she actually noticed a wave of spiritual power!
This fluctuation is not strong, it is around the second floor of Qi Refining.With Chu Yao's cultivation base, this person still can't see through her.

First Lian Jining, and then the master in front of her, she really saw many psychics in this new capital.

interesting.

Chu Yao's consciousness went down to this man's cloak.This is a haggard old man, skinny and boneless, with no flesh in his body.His appearance is almost the same as that painted on the mask, except that the face on the mask is fuller than his own.

His legs were crossed under his body, and he sat cross-legged in a "dish" of red water, presumably that was the source of the bloody smell just now.At the same time, his eyes were closed tightly, and his hands were clasped together in front of his chest, obviously in a cultivating manner.

The essence and blood act as a guide, the fetal breath leaves the sea, and the law follows the Yindu, like some secret method of the blood sect.

With Chu Yao's experience, the old man was stripped clean with just one glance, and he could even see what kind of kung fu he was practicing.

Although Chu Yao is a novice in the field of Tianren technology, he is still very accurate in the field of practice.

The old man closed his efforts, opened a pair of cloudy old eyes, then stretched out a bloodless withered hand from under his robe, and touched it towards the tennis bag, as if he was counting the number.

This process lasted for a long time, and Chu Yao was not in a hurry, she stood at the table and waited silently, while her consciousness swept the room randomly.

Knowing that the other party was just a minor Qi refiner, she began to act unscrupulously.

The back of the desk is full of clutter.Chu Yao saw a tattered laptop and various boxes.Some of those boxes were filled with piles of documents and materials, and some were filled with masks—all were blank, with nothing drawn on them.

Chu Yao also had a door behind several large boxes, her spiritual consciousness extended to that side, and she soon felt a warmth from the surface.It seems that there is another exit from this basement.

Nothing else of value.So Chu Yao put her mind on the old man in front of her again.

Where did his blood refining method come from?Did he practice secretly by himself, or did his "superior" provide it to him?

If his skills come from within the Bloody Alliance, then this so-called alliance may not be as simple as an underground assassin organization.

The more Chu Yao thought about it, the more itchy she felt, and she wished she could put her hands on the old man's head and search for his soul.

But thinking that this is their base camp after all, it's better not to startle them.

"Well, the quantity is correct, you can go." The old man put away his things, picked up the tennis bag and put it behind him, and continued to practice with his eyes closed.

Hey, why did you take the bag with you?

Chu Yao stuck out her tongue, covered by a mask, the other party couldn't see her small movements.

She nodded, and then returned to the living room she had just passed by.

Before walking a few steps, the talkative curtain came up again.

"Sister Blood Butterfly, are you done? Can we have a chat? This is a rare opportunity, so don't miss it!"

Chu Yao still looked impatient, and walked away, but the curtain turned around in place and blocked Chu Yao again.

"Hey, I know you're bothering me, and I didn't mean to bother you. I'm waiting for you here for a reason. We need manpower..."

"What do you want to do?" Chu Yao asked standing on the spot with her hands behind her back.

"Haha, you finally replied to me. How about guys, is my trick feasible..."

"If you stop me just for fun, I will not accompany you." Chu Yao responded coldly, seeing that the other party was still blocking her, she made a gesture to take out a knife from her leg.

This is Xuedie's own knife, which she always wears with her and never leaves her.

"Of course not! Listen to me, you're short on money, aren't you?" Seeing Chu Yao draw out a knife, the curtain quickly stepped back three steps, and then threw a blockbuster "This mission will cost nearly [-] million yuan. Bounty, and there is a big boss leading the team!"

Xuedie is a money lover.No, or she was obviously poor and afraid.

Although this trick could not seduce Chu Yao, it was very attractive to Xue Die.

Chu Yao didn't put down the knife in her hand, but held it and turned it twice in her hand:

"Tell me."

(End of this chapter)

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