Worship tomorrow

Chapter 157: Kill people and destroy souls!

The soul returns to its original state.

Luo Qingfeng was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes in the darkness.

The girl in her arms was still sleeping soundly.

The charming face with the remaining blush was pressed warmly against his chest, and the whole body was like a kitten, curling up in his arms docilely and dependently.

Luo Qingfeng gently touched her smooth shoulders, and his eyes gradually became colder.

All worries and risks were forgotten at this moment.

He can't wait any longer!

Think again for a moment.

He lowered his head, kissed the girl in his arms gently, and then got up quietly.

Open the door.

In the dark hall, there was a person sitting motionless.

Ah Ya held the sword in his hand and looked at him.

Luo Qingfeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "When will you get up?"

Ah Ya just looked at him and said nothing.

Of course, she couldn't speak.

Luo Qingfeng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought of last night's "clang, clang, clang, clang" and the sounds made by the last two people. His face was stern: "Don't eavesdrop next time!"

Ah Ya ignored him, stood up directly, went over and opened the door.

The cold wind carried snowflakes flying in.

The little girl trembled, held the sword, and walked out with a cold face.

Luo Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, then followed out and gently closed the door.

"Let's go."

He didn't say anything more and took her out the door directly.

At this time, it was already the fourth update.

The street was completely white, and there was no one left.

Even the patrol team members were hiding somewhere from the wind and snow, drinking some wine.

The two of them walked out of the alley, facing the biting wind and snow.

At this time, both of them had put on masks.

No one spoke, there was only the sound of snow underfoot, but it was inaudible in the wind and snow.

It's almost five o'clock.

The back door of Yuan Mansion opened, and a figure walked out of the back door.

Yuan Fang walked to the door and said with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Yang, I'm waiting for your good news."

Yang Jing cupped his hands, faced the wind and snow, and left quickly.

After he walked away, the smile on Yuan Fang's face gradually disappeared, and he sneered: "Keep an eye on him, he knows so many of our secrets, so don't get into trouble."

"Yes, son."

A servant wearing a hat flashed out of the door.

After Yuan Fang saw him walking away, he closed the back door, returned to the house, and continued to sleep with his beautiful concubine in his arms.

Yang Jing walked quickly on the street, passed through several streets, and just entered an alley. He suddenly stopped and turned around and said: "Yuan Fang asked you to follow him, right? Since I promised him, naturally I won't I will regret it. If you don't trust me, why come to me?"

A figure appeared in the alley behind him, but it was not the servant wearing a hat.

After Yang Jing saw the person coming, his expression suddenly changed. He clenched his hands in his sleeves and said in a surprised tone: "Junior Brother Luo, why is it you?"

As he spoke, he gathered strength under his feet.

Luo Qingfeng didn't say any nonsense to him, he took out the Demon Slayer Blade and walked towards him.

Yang Jing's pupils shrank, and he suddenly swept back with a "swish" sound.

Then he turned around and prepared to escape from the alley.

But at this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared at the corner in front, piercing his throat at a ghostly speed!

The sword came with a swift and cunning force. Yang Jing was frightened and hurriedly stopped his running and swooped backwards to dodge.

He did dodge the sword and even took out his own sword.

But suddenly a cross-shaped sword light floated silently behind him, and it almost instantly arrived in front of him.

Yang Jing was horrified, quickly turned around and slashed away with his sword!

The sword light disappeared, and he was also shaken. He took a few steps back and looked at the young man in front of him with shock and disbelief: "You... the eight stars in the sky?"

Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything. He jumped up high and struck him directly with a powerful knife.

Yang Jing was frightened and panicked, and immediately raised his knife to block.

At this moment, the ghostly cold light behind him pierced him again.

"boom!"

Luo Qingfeng's knife and his sword struck together.

The huge force shocked both of them and they stepped back.

Yang Jinggang took a few steps back and immediately felt the danger behind him. He hurriedly turned to one side to avoid the terrifying cold light.

At this time, Luo Qingfeng's sword light had already arrived in front of him.

This time, he finally couldn't dodge anymore, and the arm holding the sword was immediately struck by the silver moon sword light.

Without making any sound, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, kicked off the wall next to him, and wanted to jump into the courtyard wall next to him.

But that ghostly cold light came towards him and blocked his way. Yang Jing panicked and had no choice but to spin in mid-air, kick his feet on the wall again, and cross over to the other side of the courtyard wall.

However, at this moment, a knife suddenly appeared behind him. The knife, which was full of cuts, hit his jumping thigh with a "pop" sound, and then with a sudden forceful pull, his entire thigh was directly injured. It was sawed off!

Blood spurted out, instantly staining the snow on the ground red.

Yang Jing suddenly screamed, his body fell, and he fell heavily to the ground with a "pop".

Before he could endure the pain, the knife full of cuts and blood was already placed on his neck.

Yang Jing looked at the knife-wielding boy in front of him in pain and horror: "Junior Brother Luo, how did I offend you? I..."

"laugh--"

The blade full of gaps suddenly pulled on his neck and sawed off his head.

The words in his mouth also stopped abruptly.

The light of the knife flashed in the incision and quickly penetrated into his body, cutting his internal organs and soul.

Yang Jing's eyes widened and his mouth opened, completely dead.

Luo Qingfeng wiped the broken knife on the snow, then took out a bottle of potion and carefully poured a drop on the body.

"Zi-"

The body melted and shrank rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the entire body and head, as well as the clothes and the pool of blood on the ground, turned into a smelly smoke that rose up.

There was nothing left on the ground but puddles of snow.

The girl standing opposite holding the sword looked at this scene with a dull expression on her originally cold face.

Luo Qingfeng carefully checked the alley again, looked at her and said: "Go to other streets and alleys for a walk, and then go home."

Ah Ya looked at him, motionless.

Luo Qingfeng said: "I still have something to do. I will go back later and be obedient."

Then he ordered: "Listen to my brother-in-law."

Ah Ya pouted her little mouth slightly, turned around and left quickly.

After Luo Qingfeng saw her petite figure leaving the alley, he immediately went over to deal with the footprints in the alley.

As for the footprints outside, they were covered up by the snow and the vendors who got up early.

After dealing with the footprints, Luo Qingfeng did not go back, but immediately walked towards another alley ahead.

There were traces of another body in that alley.

Not long after.

There was a sudden knock on the door at the back door of Yuan Mansion.

The two guards guarding the back door immediately opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a man wearing servant clothes and a hat, with blood on his face. When he saw them, he immediately said with a panic on his face: "Quick! Let the young master come out! I have something urgent to report!"

When the two heard this, one of them hurried to the backyard.

Another person said nervously: "Brother Zhang, what's going on? Could it be that Yang Jing discovered you?"

The servant was panting, as if exhausted, and leaned against the wall next to him without speaking.

The guard looked at him and suddenly said strangely: "Brother Zhang, what's wrong with your face..."

In a house in the backyard.

Yuan Fang was sleeping soundly with his concubine in his arms. When he heard the knock on the door outside, he got up immediately.

Generally, if there is no emergency, no one would dare to come and disturb him.

He immediately put on his clothes and went out. When he saw the guard guarding the back door, his heart suddenly sank and he asked, "What's going on?"

The guard said quickly: "Brother Zhang just came back. His face is covered with blood, as if he was injured. I wonder if he was discovered by Mr. Yang."

Yuan Fang's expression changed, and he immediately walked quickly towards the back door, frowning and wondering: "Even if Yang Jing discovers him, he should not dare to take action if he knows he is one of mine. Could it be that something else happened? ?”

He walked quickly and came to the back door quickly.

The back door was open, and a figure was leaning on the wall with his head lowered and blood on his body.

Yuan Fang immediately walked over and asked, "What's going on?"

The servant immediately staggered towards him and said, "Master, just now Yang Jing..."

Before he finished speaking, a fist full of power suddenly erupted with a dazzling light, and hit his chest hard with a "boom"!

Yuan Fang was caught off guard and was knocked backwards. The ribs on his chest broke with a "click" and his entire chest sank.

Before he even landed, the servant's figure had already caught up with him again, and punched him suddenly in the sunken chest!

"boom!"

There was another explosion!

The dazzling fist light had terrifying power, directly smashing his heart, piercing into his body, and slamming his entire body to the ground.

Then, he punched him hard on the head again!

Like a hammer, with a "bang" sound, his whole head exploded, and his brains and blood splattered everywhere!

Poor Yuan Fang, the dignified son of the Yuan family, was killed by three punches before he could figure out what was going on, and he died!

The guard next to him stood there in shock, his face turned pale, and he seemed to have forgotten to escape.

The figure wearing servant clothes walked over and smashed his heart with one punch. Then, amid the noisy footsteps in the mansion, he walked out of the back door and walked away, quickly disappearing into the wind and snow outside.

Outside the door, there was another guard's body lying there.

The guards in the mansion came quickly after hearing the commotion, but no one expected that Yuan Fang and the two guards would all die on the spot in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, a shrill and painful cry suddenly came from the back door.

"My son——"

(End of this chapter)