Chapter 78: massacre

In the No. 3 kitchen, if anyone could see Nangong Ling's face, he would definitely find that his forehead was blue and gloomy.
The little brothers around us wailed from time to time and tried their best to endure it.
Wei Yu whispered: "This is no way to continue. You have accidentally injured too many people, and there may even be deaths."
Nangong Ling argued: "This is Qin Yang's trick! He deliberately shot arrows at the same time when I attacked. This made you mistakenly think that I did it."
Wei Yu was silent. Even if the younger brothers couldn't tell, his realm with Nangong Ling was the same as Qin Yang. If Qin Yang attacked, how could they not know?
"It's been three hours, Qin Yang, when will you hide?"
Nangong Ling shouted.
Suddenly, a light screen lit up on the wall not far away.
On the light screen, Qin Yang was walking slowly along the aisle while talking to himself.
"Counting that two hours were wasted in searching for treasures and elixir on this floor, and it took more than half an hour to heal the wounds, there are still three hours now..."
Qin Yang muttered, "I don't know how the treasure hunter is playing with Nangong Ling. Did Nangong Ling find that I actually left at the beginning?"
There was deathly silence in Kitchen No. 3.
With the light of the light screen, Wei Yu found a magic lamp, buckled the spirit stone, and the light was bright.
Not far away suddenly heard the sound of a kitchen knife falling on the handle. Nangong Ling, Wei Yu and others looked at it nervously. Nangong Ling even bent a bow and set an arrow, and instinctively would shoot there.
For a while, everyone was stunned.
At the same time, the treasure mouse on the chopping board was also stunned. It was doing the motion of reaching out and throwing the handle of the knife. At this time, its body was stiff and motionless.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment. A group of people and a mouse looked at each other.
"Squeak?" The treasure hunter.
"These three hours, are we actually dealing with a mouse?" Wei Yu's face turned black, which is simply a shame!
Nangong Ling's face is even more ugly. He was still defending himself before, but now the truth is revealed!
The boys watched their injuries, and there were even the bodies of their companions not far away... Without exception, they were all wounded by archery skills. The bodies of the companions were inserted into the arrows with the unique logo of Nangong Ling!
"Damn it!" Nangong Ling was furious and shot an arrow at the treasure hunter.
"Squeak!" The treasure hunter jumped up in shock, and unexpectedly escaped the arrow!
With two small paws covering his lower body, the treasure hunter opened his eyes wide.
One arrow failed, and Nangong Ling was even more embarrassed. This mouse has been playing around for three hours, and now it still...
"You dare to taunt me?"
"Xianzhi? Zhizhi?" The treasure hunter yelled innocently. Where is it mocking? Is it okay? Although there is no injury below, it feels chilly...
"Swish swish swish!" Arrows shot at the treasure hunter, and the treasure hunter scurryed around in fright.
"Boom boom!"
The immense power of arrow skills makes the path for the treasure hunter to escape in a mess. The stove cracked and the chopping board was broken.
Wei Yu's expression became serious on the side, this treasure hunter is not easy! Being able to tease them, at this time, he can still dodge freely under Nangong Ling's arrow skills...
"This treasure hunter is an advanced monster!" Wei Yu reminded.
"So what? It must die!" Nangong Ling's eyes showed endless killing intent.
Wei Yu was shocked. There seemed to be other meanings in this killing intention.
The treasure hunter is so smart that he knows that he simply avoids the kind that will be shot on the wall sooner or later, and can't be pulled off. He began to dive into the crowd.
Wei Yu squinted his eyes and looked at Nangong Ling, only to see a trace of madness in Nangong Ling's expression.
Wei Yu's heart tightened, looking at the surrounding boys, their faces were full of complaining expressions.
"Could it be..." Wei Yu whispered: "Are you crazy?"
Nangong Ling snorted coldly, and said, "Qin Yang caused all this!"
Having said that, he was ready to push all the sins to Qin Yang.
Nangong Ling glanced at Wei Yu deeply. Wei Yu took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
If you let these little brothers out, everything that happened here would definitely be concealed. This is not a good thing for Nangong Ling and the Nangong family.
These people will be silenced sooner or later. Why don't they have a chance to say everything now...
"Whoo!" An arrow shot out, and a younger brother's eyes widened, looking at his chest in disbelief.
Nangong Ling said loudly: "Go away! Don't hinder me from killing monsters!"
The other boys heard this and hurried away to escape, but how could their speed compare to the treasure hunter?
For a time, Kitchen No. 3 was in a mess. From time to time, the younger brother screamed.
"Huh? It's so lively? It seems to be fun!" Qin Yang came to the door of the third kitchen, listening to the movement inside. Quietly turned off the magic lamp, opened the locked door, and carefully peered in.
It was very lively inside, and no one noticed this movement.
What Qin Yang didn't know was that the surveillance magic weapon that had been tracking him secretly over his head was also squeezed on the edge of the door.
"They have lights? Why..." Qin Yang looked confused, is Nangong Ling crazy? Why are you killing your own little brother?
The younger brothers of Nangong Ling suffered heavy casualties for a while, and finally realized that this Nangong Ling was going to kill the treasure hunter, using the treasure hunting rat as a guise to kill them!
But it was too late to react, one by one they died under Nangong Ling's arrow skills.
Soon, only Nangong Ling and Wei Yu were left in the third kitchen.
"Everything that happened today, you know how to say it." Nangong Ling calmed down his violent killing intent and said quietly.
Wei Yu smiled far-fetched and said, "Of course, this was all killed by Qin Yang. Moreover, Qin Yang also showed his archery skills, not weaker than you. If you push all of this to him, no one will doubt. "
"Not weaker than me?" Nangong squinted his eyes.
"Nangong's archery skills are the best in the world, and Qin Yang is only stronger with a magic weapon." Wei Yu curled his lips. At this time, Nangong Ling was a killer, so it's better to be less provoked.
Wei Yu even guessed in his heart, if he wasn't inferior to Nangong Ling, and the distance between the two was so close, would Nangong Ling also attack him?
"Strange? This light screen..." Wei Yu frowned. Why are the images on this light screen showing himself and Nangong Ling? There are corpses all over the floor?
Nangong Ling looked over, shaking her whole body.
Qin Yang at the seam of the door also curiously turned his gaze to the light screen, and was puzzled.
suddenly! A beam of light shot out, like a spotlight, completely exposing Qin Yang's figure.
And the source of this spotlight turned out to be the surveillance magic weapon that has been secretly photographed above Qin Yang's head!
"When?" Qin Yang was taken aback, "I wipe, do you still have this function?"
Qin Yang shrank his neck, and the image on the light screen became Qin Yang.
"Qin Yang?" Nangong Ling's eyes narrowed.
Wei Yu also clenched his fists suddenly.
"I didn't see anything!" Qin Yang yelled and ran away from the spotlight.
But the monitoring magic weapon kept shining on Qin Yang, brighter than the light of the magic weapon lamp!
"That's not right!" Qin Yang ran for a few steps, then stopped suddenly, scratching his head, "It seems that they should be running..."
Outside the fighting demon hunting ground, several elders of the Qin family, together with dozens of elites from the clan, stood by the fence. Gongsun Ming, Lou Mengyu, and Jin Wanshan are also here.
Except for Jin Wanshan, everyone else came to siege Qin Yang after receiving the news. But Jin Wanshan, worried about Qin Yang's safety, came here specially.
At this moment, everyone was staring at the formation light screen on the fence, the figure that stopped after running a few steps.