Chapter 27 Evil art? Evil art!
It was not until Liu Yang escaped for a few seconds that Liu Jie realized that the other party's previous aura of sacrifice was undoubtedly shocked him. Until now, he never expected that the other party would escape so decisively.
"Ah, damn it, why are you hiding? Show me up and chase me quickly. If you can't get his head, I'm asking you!"
After Liu Jie's words fell, dozens of figures suddenly surged out from the shops on both sides of the ancient alley. They had taken the latest biotechnology before and had been hiding here, so even the strength of Liu Yang's Zhoutian Realm could not detect their existence.
Seeing these subordinates chasing, Liu Jie's furious face improved a little. He pondered for a while, then took out a cell phone from his belt and dialed it to a customer who was talking to the most recent call.
The phone rang for only a few seconds and was connected, and a deep male voice came from the other end.
"Sir, the mission has failed temporarily." Liu Jie said respectfully.
"Oh? Failed? Could it be that the information was wrong?" Hearing this, he felt a little dissatisfied on the other end of the phone.
"Information... The information is correct. He did pass by here and was defeated by me. He was just careless and let him escape, but we are working hard to remedy it." Liu Jie explained intermittently.
"Hahaha, just you? You can defeat him even? This is really a joke." A burst of forgetful laughter came from the other side of the phone, as if ridiculing something amazing.
Liu Jie's face was deep, but he still tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart and explained slowly: "He...he was very strange. He obviously had an unparalleled magic but did not use it. Instead, he fought against me with his fists, so he was defeated by me."
"That's it, no wonder... I just wanted you to try it out, and it's better for him to be defeated now. Remember, take Liu Yang quickly, remember, I want to live."
The phone suddenly hung up, but the man's final sarcastic words stabbed Liu Jie almost like a sharp sword. At this moment, he stared at the direction where Liu Yang escaped with anger, and an unparalleled cold light burst out from his fiercely cracked eyes.
"Living? Humph!" Liu Jie sneered, turned his head and walked away with his sleeves.
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On the other hand, in the quaint house, Xia Mo came back in a hurry shortly after Liu Yang left. As soon as she entered the door, she found that the atmosphere today was different from usual. The whole house was empty, as if something was missing.
Her grandfather's Xia Mu put away the false feelings Liu Yang had towards her for the past few days. She sat cross-legged on a sofa with an old face, as if she was practicing and regulating her breathing, which seemed extremely mysterious.
Seeing Xia Mu like this, Xia Mo's dirty face suddenly turned extremely pale. She seemed to remember something, walked forward in three steps and grabbed the old man's sleeve and said tremblingly: "Where is Liu Yang? What about you doing to him? You won't, you won't have killed him."
The old man sneered, and there was no need for him to take action. A powerful force came from his sleeves, ruthlessly shaking Xia Mo backwards, and fell to the floor with verbal blood.
Xia Mu then stood up slightly, walked slowly in front of the girl, and said in a cold tone: "Hmph, it doesn't matter whether I kill him or not. You are very smart. You have been constantly suggesting and forcing him to leave over the past few days. However, your trick has been too much. You just need to remember you now, just cover your ears and blind your eyes, and think that nothing has happened."
"As if nothing happened?" Xia Mo crawled on the ground, smiled bitterly and spit out the blood in her mouth. She raised the cheek covered with silver frost and asked, "Just like after you killed everyone ten years ago, did she think nothing happened?"
Hearing this, the old man who had originally had a calm face suddenly jumped up excitedly. He lifted Xia Mo in the air and asked heart-wrenchingly: "How did you know? What else do you know? Tell me, tell me everything."
"I not only know this, I also know that ten years ago, you killed my parents and Liu Yang and their whole family to practice evil skills. It was you, all of this was you..." Xia Mo was fearless, with tears on her face and smiled frankly.
"You..." Hearing this, the old man was furious, grabbed his granddaughter with one hand and raised it with the other. Looking at the posture, this slap would probably kill Xia Mo.
"You fight, you fight, you better kill me. Anyway, in your eyes, almost everyone is your pawn. You might as well kill me like killing others. I don't have a grandfather like you. My grandfather is definitely not such a despised Huizi player. You will definitely be punished." Xia Mo smiled sadly.
Because Xia Mo said that the old man's body was trembling violently, and before he knew it, his face was full of tears, as if he had grown aged a lot at once. He threw Xia Mo away and said to himself: "Yes, I will definitely be punished. Before I knew it, my son and my daughter were killed by me. How can I kill my granddaughter now?"
The old man stumbled and walked to the desk of his house tremblingly, looking at the evil book placed in front of him, his face was constantly changing in color.
"Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. After planning for so many years, can't we escape the misfortune of failure? The demon spirit has passed away and the fate of life is to survive. Could it be that I really have no chance to understand the essence of magical skills and have no right results?"
"No, absolutely impossible. The senior who was a thousand years ago could do it, and I could do it. The reappearance of that young man was an opportunity. This is an opportunity given to me by God. I will definitely be able to overcome the immortals and transform into a catastrophe, break through the realm that ordinary people cannot reach, and become a real strong man."
Finally, the old man made up some determination. He walked to the closet of the house, reached out his hand and fumbled carefully. After a few seconds, he finally took out a small glass bottle in an extremely secret place, with extremely sticky black liquid flowing inside. Liu Yang would definitely be surprised if he were here, because the black liquid was like the "demon" breath of that world, they came from the same place.
Looking at the black liquid carefully, the old man's wrinkled face was filled with endless strange colors, like an old thief who had no harvest got an ancient artifact by chance.
"If...if there is really no way to do it in the end, what that guy gave me should be useful for shooting..."
Chapter completed!