Chapter 82: White pond, cold frost

At night, Ling Yun was silent. Occasionally, a group of disciples patrolling across the mountains carried lanterns to ensure that the martial arts were safe at night. Birds and beasts sing occasionally in the mountains and forests, but it is also a feature of Lingyun Yueye, which is not heard in Dongfu.
Under the silver frost moonlight, a tall figure lightly avoided the mountain patrol disciples and jumped flexibly on the roof, showing that he was very fit. The black-skinned gold-lined corseted outfit outlines the strong lines of the upper body. The chest is wide and the waist is slightly thin. The front open hem flutters in the wind, exposing the long legs wrapped in strong boots, straight and slender. The gilding pattern on the boots and the phase contrast on the strong outfit are overbearing.
Several Heiying came to Ling Mo Feng Shang Mo's cave house, opened the door and walked in. Seeing his movements seemed familiar with the terrain here.
Shang Mo in Dongfu was wearing a loose undershirt but was not sleeping. In the cold flashes, a thin man in black was fighting with him. The brilliance of the spells alternated in Dongfu. It might be a little careless. Was fatally injured.
However, what is even more strange is that even if Shang Mo did not make any calls for help, as long as he shouted or sent a divine thought to notify the disciples who patrolled the mountains nearby, a large number of Lingyun disciples would flood in immediately They will also be alarmed. But he was clearly at a disadvantage and did not do so. It doesn't look like he can't be called for help because of the technique.
The man in black from the back stared and joined the war, but was helping Shang Mo fight off the masked man in black.
The masked man in black couldn't hold the two men's offensive, and soon showed signs of retreat. He also had many injuries on his body, looking no better than Shang Mo.
If it is said that Shang Mo still has unreserved and exhausted efforts, the black people who join in later are wicked and deadly, and most of the injuries on his opponent are due to his writing. An ice sword in his hand shone coldly, and the cold blue aura lingered around the ice sword, like a mist like a dragon. It's just that there is an inaccessible chill there, and I don't know how the person holding it feels.
The injured masked black man could feel a strong cold digging along the wound, and the flesh and blood showed signs of frostbite. Even the meridians were affected, because it was a cold with aura. Reiki is also showing signs of freezing slowly, so that sooner or later he will become an iceman. Once the reiki is completely frozen, it will be no different from a waste man.
"Following me with cold frost, Baichi, are you planning to kill me?"
The masked man in black jumped a long distance to stop the offensive, and with his ridicule and threat in his cold voice, he pulled off the black veil, revealing a resolute face. Originally, he did not lose to Shang Mo's handsome appearance, but because of a scar at the corner of his eye, although it added a wild charm, it also made people look a little shady and looked less comfortable than Shang Mo.
The man in black who came in behind was Baichi, and the sword in his hand was the fifth "Frost Drop" on the ranking list of sword magic weapon!
White pondered the corners of his beautiful lips, showing a sneer.
At this time, in peacetime, sometimes Dang Erlang, who was then and then enthusiastically, Baiji judged the two, and the whole person exudes a mysterious and dangerous message like night. Cultivation is not the foundation period, but the later period of Jindan! There is no doubt that Baichi must have used hidden cultivation methods, and this method is very clear, otherwise he would not hide the diversity of Ling Daojun from Ling Yun.
Wrist turned to pull out a sword flower, Frost Drop came back to the arm between the sword flowers.
"If you don't come to Shang Mo's trouble, I won't take any action against you. Who told you to do this?"
"I did it or did you do it? Ling Yun actually has a refiner who knows the inscription. You do n’t see any sign of such a big event. Are you slack or do n’t want to let the Lord know? This time the Lord will let me come over. Just dissatisfied with you.
Baichi, you are the confidant of the Lord, but do n’t let the Lord be disappointed for Shangmo. From the beginning, I reminded you not to let a new person take over this task. In the past two years, he has cultivated himself in Lingyun, and his blood has been worn away. ^ "Shang Mo lowered his head without refuting it, and I do not know he was in black It's still the same.
"It's my job to choose who I choose. It's my fault that the news is not reported in a timely manner. It has nothing to do with Shang Mo. You go back and tell the Lord. I bear all the responsibilities!"
The man in black snorted, "I just can't see you protecting him so much! He doesn't look like a magic repair, and you will be killed by him one day if you protect him like this!"
"So many words you will die in my hands sooner or later."
Bai Chi didn't budge, holding the frost and descending in front of Shang Mo. It seemed that as long as the man in black continued to lean forward on the sword in his hand, he would never be polite.
The man in black took a cold look at Shang Mo and turned to leave.
It was certain that the man in black had gone far, and Bai Chi turned to look at Shang Mo, whose face was pale. The latter was obviously injured, but he kept silent and his mouth was very hard.
"If I didn't show up, would you keep carrying it?"
Shang Mo turned his head and didn't answer.
Baichi's eyes suddenly became fierce, and his left hand stood on Shang Mo's chest. Although it wasn't used for authenticity, Shang Mo was originally injured. Baichi's palm was enough to kill an ordinary person who had not repaired. Shang Mo spit blood back a few steps. If it wasn't for a chair at hand, Holding it will inevitably stop.
"How many times have I told you ?! Even the people closest to you cannot be without the slightest precaution, because your enemies are likely to use the people around you to kill you! You and I are killers, and the killer is to be vigilant at all times, You ca n’t be soft-hearted even to the same ancestors. This is the way to live! If I were you, you would never let Liao Hui leave alive today. Even if he was sent by the Lord, but since you dare to do something to me, you have to Make plans to go back to life! Even if you kill him, you wo n’t blame him, but you will appreciate you even more. Only the strongest in this world are qualified to survive!

Shang Mo wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and lowered his head to silence. Silence was also what he did most often.
He was a magic practitioner. At first, he focused on pursuing strength and wanted to take shortcuts to improve his practice. As a result, he was calculated by a magic practitioner and practiced the magic technique.
Although Xiuwei was ascended quickly afterwards, the Xiuwei in one body was also affected by the magical energy and became a real magical cultivation.
Although most of the demon repairs are powerful, because of the treacherous and treacherous practices of the practice, they are harmful and violent, so they are regarded by many righteous people as the deadly enemies. Many monsters are very disgusted with demon repairs. Although he really did something harmful from Wei, he was intolerable because of his identity.
He only knew Baichi in order to get the elixir that can hide the magic, and joined a killer organization composed of magic repair.
Bai Chi is the confidant of the leader of the organization, and the person responsible for training him. But he always seems to be disappointed in another white pool. It is not that he does not kill the target with kindness, but that he is always too impulsive and sometimes nosy.
Baichi let him break into Lingyun not only because he knows how to refine but also wants to take this opportunity to hone his mind. But so far, it seems that the effect is not very good. Just like this time, he knew he was not Liao Hui's opponent, but he still refused to ask for help. Isn't that a pride? Don't worry about the other party being sent by the Lord. Maybe it's just the reason he gave himself.
Shang Mo guessed that Bai Chi should be very disappointed in himself, or he would not come to Ling Yun in person.
"I know what you think, you want to get rid of the Lord, but you need the Lord of the Devils. There has never been a good thing that has the best of both worlds. What we do as a killer is that we ca n’t be true selves in our lives, we have to do it every day. The thing is to complete the task taught by the Lord, and this is our destiny. From the moment you swear to serve the Lord for the Lord, the second half of your life is doomed. You have only two ways of death. One is To die for the Lord, and to die for the betrayal of the Lord! The fate of the killer can never be in his own hands! "
This is not the first time Bai Bai has harshly scolded Shang Mo. He has been a killer for a long time, and he has also brought many new killers, but he has "made his mark" in only three months. But Shang Mo has been with him for two years, but like a newcomer, he is impulsive and always has so many naive thoughts in his mind. On weekdays, it is very cold and indifferent, and has a very stubborn temper. It is useless to persuade things that are determined.
If it wasn't for Shang Mo's cultivation was not low, he would practice his own skills, otherwise, his temper would have been swept up and out by the Lord.
Being reprimanded by Bai Chi, Shang Mo still said nothing. After drying the blood on the corner of his mouth, he turned around and went back to sleep on the bed. Bai Chi watched Shang Mo turn around and left his back with complex eyes. Shangmo's talent could have been a first-class killer, as long as he could listen to his words. Baichi's requirements for Shang Mo are different from those of the master. It doesn't matter that he completes each task or does not complete. He hopes that Shang Mo can experience something that a killer should have. If Shang Mo wants to live, he must know these things!
"The Lord has a command to kill Zhu Wuguo within three days!" Baichi's cold voice echoed in Dongfu.
Shang Mo, who had just lay down, immediately sat up and looked at Baichi. "Why? Zhu Wuguo is just a fool who always thinks of himself. What's wrong with the Lord?"
Bai Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of frost pointed down at Shang Mo's eyebrow, "The killer only needs to complete the task, and he shouldn't need to and shouldn't ask why. This basic thing also wants me to teach you from the beginning? Or do I see less blood? Can't you remember? If so, I might as well kill you now, rather than die in the hands of the Lord in the future, it will be even more painful! "
Shang Mo slowly lowered his eyes, turned back and lay back on the couch, a bit of frost on his brows, which did not melt for a long time.