MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 125 翩翩公子海

The blood on the ground and the body of the assassin should be handled. This is a big problem... The corpse fluid cannot resolve the body of the monk above two.

Moreover, the sound of the fighting and the screams of the assassin before the death of the assassin may have caused the attention of other residents on the floor, and some people will come over to ask about the situation soon.

In case the residents of the floor find an alarm after the abnormality, it will be very troublesome. This time, no bald foreign monk gave him a sin.

Speaking of the foreign monk, I don’t know if he is in prison now. Or have you been rescued from prison?

Cough, pulling away.

"Let's deal with these bloodstains and bodies first?" Song Shudao.

Su Shi’s sixteen nod, said: “The body can be moved to the secret room first. After some time, I will contact the Su’s family, and there will be special personnel to deal with it, leaving no traces and influence. The blood outside me. It can be processed now."

The two first moved the body to the secret room.

Then A-16 took out a bottle of liquid and sprayed it to the battle.

When the liquid comes into contact with the blood on the spot, it is quickly neutralized with the blood. In a twinkling of an eye, all the blood is dissipated, and even the **** smell in the air is expelled, leaving only a touch of medicinal fragrance.

In addition to the few knife marks left on the walls of the corridors and suites, no abnormalities were visible on the site.

The monitoring of this floor has been passive since the day of the stay of Su Shi.

"For the time being, let the professionals come to the aftermath." A sixteen soft sitting on the sofa, motionless.

Song Shuhang also breathed a sigh of relief. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was already 1:03 pm.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he had to rush to the vehicle management office, go to the theoretical study office to check in, and then have to send Zhao Yaya to the station.

There is still an hour before the card is punched, and the time is still quite sufficient.

Then, Song Shuhang opened the Jiuzhou No.1 group.

In the group, Beihe scattered people worried about the message: "Book Air Xiaoyou, what is the situation? Are you both right? I have already informed Ah Qi that he is going to rush to you."

"Thank you for your care of the seniors. Thanks to the help of the flying swords of Master Xuanxuan, I have passed this robbery for the time being. We are safe now." Song Shuhang replied.

Beihe scattered people have been online. After seeing this news, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "You don't want to run around, A7 will arrive in ten minutes!"

"Good." Song Shuhang replied.

Just after the loss, he found that Su Shi’s A-16 did not know when he quietly moved behind him, and he had just sneaked his head and peeked at his chat record.

"I don't want to see A-Seven." A-six squinted with big eyes and said seriously.

Song Shuhang immediately advised: "Be obedient, don't play with a small temper. Now the body is so heavy, and there is a stunned uncle of the Xiannong Zong who is going to catch you. All sorts of troubles can be safe after joining the seven. A seven predecessors are very worried."

A sixteen frowned, if she didn't want to see Ah Qi, she must have fled immediately.

But... Song Shuhang saved her several times in one day. Her feelings are not big enough, so it is not good to oppose Song Shuhang’s opinion.

She can only frown and be sulking.

"After waiting for the A-Seven predecessors, I have to go back to Jiangnan University City. If you don't say anything else, maybe the seven predecessors have found a way to treat the injury?" Song Shuhang comforted.

"Which is so easy." A sixteen muttered, her own injury was clear to her - she, not much time to live.

Song Shuhang was trying to comfort himself again. At this time, his cell phone rang.

After a look at it, it was Zhao Yaya’s call.

Song Shuhang cleared his throat and then called: "Sister, what is it?"

"Hey, Book Air. What happened to your call, I have been unable to get through?" Zhao Yaya asked.

Song Shuhang replied honestly: "Ah, that's because it was just in a place where there is no signal, just coming out."

“Where are you now?” Zhao Yaya asked again: “And where did you go in the morning? I heard Dr. Li mention that you were running out of the hospital with a 570 patient. I also took the hospital away. The bills? I have to pay for the sheets for you!"

"..." Song Shuhang looked at the sheet that was thrown on the sofa, speechless.

"You have taken the little girl away and want to do it? There is still a wound on the girl." Zhao Yaya asked about the shells.

Song Shuhang grabbed his head and was thinking about how to explain it to Zhao Yaya.

At this moment, a knock at the door came.

Song Shuhang looked up and saw a middle-aged man standing in the doorway. The door was ruined by the uncle, but the middle-aged man knocked on the door politely.

"Sorry, may I ask if this is the case... What happened?" asked the middle-aged man politely.

He could see the chaos in the suite, as if he had been ransacked, and even the lock on the door collapsed. In addition to the screams of goose bumps that were heard before, he came over to see it with curiosity.

"Sorry, I just had a fight with my friend, and I was a little angry and disturbed you." Su Shi’s A-16 got up and replied calmly.

The middle-aged man sighed and sighed. The young and young in this year were all tempered, and the whole family turned over like this! After he laughed and comforted two sentences, he did not bother Song Shuhang and went back to his floor.

The voice of Su Shi’s A-16 was passed from the mobile phone to Zhao Ya Ya’s ear.

Zhao Yaya’s heart moved and asked: “Book Air, are you still with the little girl? Where are you? What have you done for such a long time?”

"Sister, this matter is not clear for a moment.... I will talk to you in person. Just say it, I hang up." Song Shuhang quickly hang up the phone.

He has to sort out the ideas, and then he will be able to cope with the 100,000 reasons of Zhao Yaya.

A sixteen retracted to the sofa, and began to think about the origins of the assassin.

By the way, Song Shuhang seems to have a way to find out the identity of ‘Assassin’. A sixteen hearts are ready to move...

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At this time, in an alpine old forest in South China, there is an area that has not been explored by humans.

The ancestral gate of the Moon Knife was established here.

The sect of the Knife Sword, the Thousand Army, frowned and sat on an ice chair, holding the latest cell phone in his hand and talking.

"What? The assassination failed? Didn't kill the Su Shi A-16? Waste!" Ba Qianjun frowned and sighed.

His breath has an insufficiency of burnt smell.

Not only that, but his body also smells of barbecue.

A closer look reveals that the entire back of the Ba Qianjun is all black and black, and the right hand is like coke. And these black spots are faintly burning with golden flames. This golden flame is the robbery after the failure of the catastrophe, which is heavier than the injury of Sujia A-16!

Therefore, the Ba Qianjun only needs to sit on the ice chair, relying on the coldness of the ice chair 'Hot Ice Iron' to temporarily suppress the fire of the Golden Heaven.

"Elders of the sea, the assassination failed, what do we do next?" He turned his eyes to the side.

It was a white man, with a long sword at the waist, like a jade, as if it were a fairy from the ancient paintings.

The chief elder brother of the Moon Knife, the unfair strength is tyrannical, and has always been a think tank of Zongmen.

"The Sovereign please rest assured." The son of the sea is in the chest, calmly smiled: "Even if the assassination fails, it does not matter... I have already prepared for both hands. Just follow the plan, the sovereignty of your lord will certainly heal."

Gongzihai smiled a little, and it seems that the world is in his grasp.

Ba Qianjun smiled, and on the edge of his throne seat, there was a colorful fairy with a soft glow. The eyes of Ba Qianjun are full of hope.

The son of the sea turned and went, but there was a strange smile in the middle.