Chapter 60

Silence returned to the woods.

There was only the sound of the wind and Luo Qingzhou's heavy breathing.

He stood there, his chest heaving violently.

His clothes were torn and covered with bruises.

The skin in many places had cracked and was bloody.

Pain came in waves.

The mouth and throat were still filled with a strong smell of blood.

The muscles of the whole body began to tremble and the legs began to weaken.

It was not because he was afraid of killing for the first time, but because his body and mind, which had been tense for too long, finally relaxed...

After a while.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staggered a few steps, leaned against the big tree behind him, and sat down slowly.

"Hu... Hu..."

The heavy breathing sounded particularly clear in the silent forest.

Looking at the corpses and blood in front of him, thinking about the life-and-death battle just now, he felt like he was dreaming in a trance.

He actually survived.

Another moment passed.

Xiaodie Fang stood out from the bushes not far away, still holding the dagger tightly in her hand. She ran over with a pale face and cried, "Master..."

"I'm fine, go search his body..."

Luo Qingzhou stopped her from approaching. His skin and flesh were in pain all over his body. His fists were trembling slightly. The skin and flesh on his fists had burst and were bloody. He couldn't touch them.

Xiaodie was stunned for a moment, holding the dagger, and trembling to the body of the thin man.

Although she was scared, she knew that she had to be strong and brave at this time.

The master needs her!

She stretched out her little hand tremblingly and touched the bloody body.

"Master, a... a purse..."

The thin man was only carrying a light yellow purse.

Xiaodie took it out.

"Nothing else?"

Luo Qingzhou asked panting.

Xiaodie checked again, shook her head, and said tremblingly: "No, no."

Luo Qingzhou's eyes flashed and frowned.

This man is a warrior, it is impossible for him to have only a purse on him.

At least there should be a lot of silver, right?

He looked at the purse in Xiaodie's hand and saw that the purse was bulging, and said: "Open it and see what's inside."

Xiaodie opened the purse tremblingly after hearing this.

But the strange thing is that although the purse looked bulging from the outside, there was nothing inside.

Xiaodie was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had seen it wrong. She looked outside and inside for a while, and checked many times, but it was still empty inside, and nothing was found.

The little girl blinked her eyes, her face full of surprise and confusion.

"Storage bag?"

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a while, and suddenly a name suddenly emerged in his mind inexplicably.

He was immediately excited.

If it is really a storage bag, then this time is worth it!

There should be a lot of things in it!

"Xiaodie, give me the things, help me up!"

He struggled to stand up.

Xiaodie hurried over, handed the purse in her hand to him, and helped him stand up.

"Let's go and see if the others have anything on them."

This is not the time to check the harvest, we have to leave this place quickly.

He carefully put the palm-sized purse into his pocket and decided to go to the Jubao Pavilion after returning.

Xiaodie supported him and walked towards the path down the mountain outside.

Luo Qingzhou searched all the bodies.

It was strange that there was nothing on the other bodies, not even one or two taels of silver.

That further proved that this purse was not simple.

The thin man was a warrior, and the things on the other people might be in this purse.

In addition to silver, there should be other things in it!

He became more and more expectant.

"Let's go, Xiaodie, down the mountain."

He took a short rest and practiced the internal skills several times, and the pain in his body was relieved a lot.

He was still physically and mentally strong.

Just after walking a few steps down the mountain, he suddenly stopped again and looked at the winding path down the mountain.

After a pause, he said, "Xiaodie, listen."

He looked solemn: "You go down this road first, remember, don't stop, keep going down, wait for me at the three-way intersection below, don't look around on the way."

Xiaodie's face changed slightly when she heard this: "Young Master, you..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll follow you from the woods next to you. It's okay, just keep going forward and don't look at me."

Luo Qingzhou gave a few more instructions and walked into the woods next to him.

Although Xiaodie was confused and afraid, she didn't hesitate any more, and immediately walked down the path she had just taken up the mountain.

She was uneasy in her heart, and her little face was still pale and terrified because of the incident just now.

Her legs were weak and she almost fell several times.

Fortunately, she walked all the way to the foot of the mountain and nothing happened.

She heaved a sigh of relief and wanted to turn her head to look at the young master in the woods, but thinking of what the young master had just told her, she had to force herself to keep going forward.

Soon, she walked onto the forked path in front and continued forward.

At the foot of the mountain, there was silence.

Occasionally, a few bird calls sounded, which were particularly loud and clear in the empty and silent forest.

"Gu...Gu..."

A bird flew through the air, chirping.

In the dense forest on the other side of the downhill path.

Soon after Xiaodie left, a figure slowly walked out from behind a bush. Looking at her petite back as she walked away, a trace of doubt appeared on his gloomy face: "It seems to be successful... But how did you put this little girl down?"

He glanced at the mountain, waited for a moment, and walked up quickly.

No matter what, he must see the boy alive or dead.

He must see the boy's body with his own eyes before he can go back to report.

The mountain wind shuttled through the forest, whirring.

Soon, a strong smell of blood drifted with the wind.

He fixed his eyes, quickened his pace, and sneered in his heart: "It's a good thing for that boy to die here. After all, being with his bitch mother is a reunion of mother and son."

He climbed a distance again and finally saw the body lying on the ground not far above.

The head of the body was sunken, and it fell in a pool of blood, and the appearance could no longer be seen.

"That kid died so tragically..."

He thought so in his heart, endured the nausea, and ran up directly.

But when he ran closer and looked at the body carefully, he was suddenly shocked and his face changed!

It's not that kid!

He was shocked, stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned his head and looked at the forest next to him.

The smell of blood was stronger.

There was a body there too!

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his face began to turn pale, and he ran over in a hurry.

There was also a body lying on the ground outside the forest.

The moon chest was sunken, eyes widened, and died with fear on his face...

It's still not that kid!

His legs began to weaken, raised his head, and looked into the depths of the forest.

Several more bodies appeared in the forest...

He turned pale in an instant, his heart was terrified, and his whole body trembled, as if he thought of something terrible.

"Are you looking for me?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, like a thunderclap, which frightened him and made him turn around!

It was still the familiar handsome face.

But the inferiority and cowardice that had always been on this face had disappeared, replaced by a terrible calmness.

As calm as the deep sea.

Wang Pu's teeth were trembling, his face was pale, and he squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, stammering: "Third... Third Young Master, you... why are you here?"

Luo Qingzhou stared into his eyes: "You are holding a dagger in your hand, are you going to kill me?"

Wang Pu's hand tucked in his sleeve suddenly trembled, and then a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly a hoarse roar came out of his throat, like a desperate beast, the dagger in his sleeve fiercely stabbed towards his chest!

"Go to hell--"

But the sharp dagger was pinched by two fingers just before the chest.

No matter how hard he roared, he could not get any further, as if he had stabbed into a piece of hard iron!

Wang Pu suddenly raised his head and looked at the thin boy in front of him, with an expression of disbelief and astonishment on his face: "You...you are..."

"Bang!"

Luo Qingzhou punched him in the chest.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

Wang Pu fell to the ground, his chest sunken, his ribs broken, a large amount of blood gushed out of his throat, instantly occupying his mouth and nose.

He widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and struggled to lift his fingers, as if he wanted to speak, but blood kept gushing out of his mouth and nose.

"I am a scholar... didn't you know that a long time ago?"

After Luo Qingzhou finished speaking, he stepped on his sunken chest, and before he could make any sound, he exerted force, and with a "puff", he crushed his heart.

Then, he turned around and went down the mountain.

The mountain wind swept past, and his clothes fluttered.

Wang Pu stared with his eyes wide open, tilted his head, and looked at his tall back with bloodshot eyes, which gradually went away...

"Books...scholar..."

Blood gushed out of his throat, and he uttered the last desperate sound.

Then, he died completely.

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