I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 682 The eyes of the bite are cold, the killing intent is surging

At this moment, he has already firmly believed in the "news" provided by Yun Qingcheng.

This class will be over soon.

Then, Mo Lei pulled Yun Qingcheng hard, saying that he was going to the small black room to examine the knife marks.

Yun Qingcheng was dragged away, he was very worried, and followed behind step by step.Under the long sleeves, a pair of small fists were tightly clenched, ready to hit the back of Mo Lei's head at any time, if Mo Lei did anything to hurt Qing Cheng, he would immediately give Mo Lei a shot.

But Mo Lei didn't.

In the face of the tragedy of his niece and the murder of his own disciple, the personal grievances with Yun Qingcheng seemed rather insignificant.

"It's here."

Yun Qingcheng pointed to the ruins of the small black house five steps ahead.

Mo Lei stepped forward, bent down, and began to test himself.

The knife marks are still fresh.

There is still a very strong knife intent left on it.

Mo Lei stretched out a hand to cover the knife mark, and immediately took a breath, because the remaining knife intention directly cut the palm of his hand, and a lot of blood flowed out at that time.

"Sure enough!"

Mo Lei treated the wound casually, his expression was unprecedentedly ugly, "This kind of sword technique is rare in the world."

Cloud Allure →_→

I don't know anything anyway.

"Yun Qingcheng, that swordsman Soul Wuzong, why did he save you?" Mo Lei turned around, looked at her again, and said in a low voice, "Could it be, what else do you have to do?"

"I don't know him."

Yun Qingcheng shrugged his shoulders, and pushed him away, "Maybe he's just bored. When passing by, he saw that the small black room was really strong, so he wanted to try a knife. Those powerful swordsmen and swordsmen, the way they behave Aren’t they all doing their own way and making people unpredictable.”

Mo Lei snorted coldly, stepped forward suddenly, and firmly clasped Yun Qingcheng's left wrist with terrifying strength: "You'd better not play tricks, or I..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

A stomach growl like thunder came from Mo Lei's abdomen.

The expression on Mo Lei's face was embarrassing and distorted.

Ruined.

Why are you hungry again?

And it was at such a critical moment that he suddenly wanted to eat again.

Should not be ah.

Obviously two hours ago, I ate a lot of breakfast at home.The craftsmanship of the cook at home is very good.It was an imperial cook from the palace who retired and cooked for the elderly in his own home.

"Teacher, your stomach is growling." Yun Qingcheng kindly reminded, "But you didn't eat breakfast? Teacher, you really respect your post and love your work. You are serious and responsible. You didn't even eat, so you came to teach the students. The students are in admiration for working so hard to investigate the case of senior sister Nianzhi."

Chu stood behind Yun Qingcheng, almost unable to hold back.

He stretched out a hand, covered his mouth, and tried very hard not to laugh out loud.

Mo Lei was extremely irritable, he was hungry, he was so hungry, he was feeling unbearable: "I didn't have breakfast. You should go back first, if you think of something, come find me as a teacher."

He let go.

Yun Qingcheng's wrist was freed immediately, but bruised fingerprints had already been left on it. It can be seen that Mo Lei was pushing very hard just now, wishing he could crush her wrist bone directly.

Chu happened to see those bruised and purple fingerprints, and his eyes turned cold immediately, with a murderous intent.

He still kept his mouth covered.

(End of this chapter)