A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 214 Strange way of death 1
"Go and have a look." Xiao Muli put away his playful mood and said to Yang Jingfeng in a deep voice.

When Yao Hui saw the body that had been cut into two by her sound blade, and the intestines and viscera were left all over the floor, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, her anger disappeared immediately, and she hurriedly hid behind her companions, not daring to look out.

"Look, everyone's fatal wound is on the neck, which is the red line." After examining the corpse, Yang Jingfeng said in a low voice.

Xiao Muli pulled away the weeds, looked with his head, and sure enough there was a thin red line on each corpse.

"The technique is crisp and neat, and the strikes are quick and fierce. These people don't even have a chance to resist." Xiao Muli observed for a while, then said.

"That's right, this technique looks familiar." Yang Jingfeng pondered, but he didn't study martial arts, so he couldn't see anything from the wound.

"There are no more than ten people in the entire Tianyi Continent who can have such a brilliant technique. In my opinion, it is very likely that they met your master's old lover in the Demon Valley." Xiao Muli snorted and said casually.

"Impossible, saintesses won't kill people indiscriminately." Yang Jingfeng shook his head.

"It can be said that once a woman is hurt by love and trapped by love, she can do all kinds of crazy things, especially someone like your saint, who has everything in martial arts, status, and beauty." Xiao Muli picked Eyebrow, seems to have a deep understanding of this.

Yang Jingfeng wanted to refute, but for some reason, a woman in red with a wand in hand appeared in his mind, and he couldn't say anything out of his heart.

"Okay, it should be just an ordinary vendetta, it's none of our business, just take a look, let's go!" Xiao Muli wiped his hands and jumped into the carriage first.

The man in blue seldom saw such a bloody scene, and wanted to leave the place of trouble sooner. Hearing Xiao Muli's words, everyone ran as fast as a rabbit.

Yang Jingfeng frowned and prayed secretly: I hope Ah Li's words don't come true.

Sighing, he sat on the carriage and continued to drive towards the Qixian Gate.

However, this is just the beginning, and the next trip will be even more thrilling.

"Call..."

The carriage stopped again, and this time, everyone's faces changed. The man in blue had no leisure time to play music, and he hugged the instrument in his hands in a panic, looking blankly at the lifeless ten-year-old lying in the middle of the official road. Several corpses.

With a sullen face, Xiao Muli got off the carriage, looked up at the dead body on the ground, frowned, and asked in a deep voice:
"How many times is this?"

"It's the fifth time." Yang Jingfeng replied with a sigh. The corpses seen in the following times are very different from the first time.

Although these people died in the same way, the killing methods were clean, sharp and decisive, and there was a thin red line in the throat, but the corpse I saw for the first time was still very fresh, full of flesh and blood, and complete in four limbs, which is normal corpse.

But the next few times, the corpses I saw were all dry, with only a layer of skin wrapped around the skeleton, which would fall apart immediately when touched.

Xiao Muli frowned.

This is not like an ordinary vendetta.

It seemed that there were two groups of people, one group was in charge of killing, and the other group followed closely behind. While the corpse was not completely cooled, they used some extremely cruel methods to devour the flesh and marrow, and peeled off the skin and bones.

The most puzzling thing is that the latter group of people seem to be targeting them.

There were traces of dragging on and around the corpse, that is to say, the first place of death of the deceased was not here, but someone deliberately dragged the corpse here, blocking their way, trying to attract their attention.

(End of this chapter)