What he said on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month was too unbelievable. All kinds of adventures were beyond Zhuo Bufan's imagination.
Of course, nothing in this world was surprising. It only showed that his knowledge was not enough.
Zhuo Bufan, the 8th of December.
"How did you find me? And where is the exact location of the Layue Villa? I'll take you there. "
Zhuo Bufan didn't want to get involved in this mess, but the other party had come looking for him. He couldn't just leave him in the lurch.
"I'm sorry. I said I trusted you, but for the sake of the mission, I followed you to the dormitory and saw you talking to Shang Xingdao."
Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly.
He said he trusted him, but in fact, he had investigated him?
"You didn't come looking for me because you thought I leaked the secret, did you?"
"When I came here, I did have doubts. But since you are willing to save me, I am willing to trust you again. "
The 8th of December covered his wound and said calmly.
In fact, when the mission failed, he did suspect Zhuo Bufan. He thought it was Zhuo Bufan who leaked the secret, so Shang Xingdao was prepared and they were all wiped out.
He came looking for Zhuo Bufan to prove this.
Every word he said to Zhuo Bufan just now was to test Zhuo Bufan and Zhuo Bufan's trust.
The blank look on Zhuo Bufan's face made him dispel his previous concerns.
After all, he was seriously injured. Zhuo Bufan didn't need to pretend anymore.
At this moment, Shang Xingdao's hidden soul was standing behind Zhuo Bufan. After hearing the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but smile.
"I see."
Shang Xingdao thought of killing with a borrowed knife.
He looked at the paper in the drawer and found that Zhuo Bufan's paper was almost done.
Then, he looked at Zhuo Bufan's head, extended his five sharp claws, and placed them on Zhuo Bufan's head.
"It's about time, kid. You no longer have any value."
As soon as his voice fell, Shang Xingdao's spirit soul disappeared from Zhuo Bufan's room.
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"It doesn't matter if you believe me or not. I didn't betray the Four Seasons Mountain River, nor did I betray you."
"Let's go! I'll take you back to Layue Villa. This is the Merchant Dao's territory. Coming here is no different from courting death. "
Originally, he still had a good impression of the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, but now, his good impression had faded. The reason why he saved the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month was entirely out of the humanitarian spirit. He could not leave him in the lurch.
Then, he helped Chu Yi up and put a raincoat on him. The two of them quietly left the apprentice dormitory.
At this moment, it was raining heavily outside, and the sky was gloomy.
It should be four o 'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was as dark as midnight. There was no one on the road.
Zhuo Bufan walked out of the Talisman Castle on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Soon, they walked into a passageway. The passageway was two meters wide and more than twenty meters long. The ceiling was sealed, and there were only two self-glowing mineral lamps inside. The orange and red light emitted from the lamps dimmed the small alley.
At both ends of the passageway, there was a pitter-patter of rain. It was like two waterfalls, isolating the passageway.
However, as soon as they stepped into the passageway, a familiar figure appeared in front of them.
And that figure was standing at the other end of the passageway.
His hands were placed on a walking stick in front of him, as if he was waiting for Zhuo Bufan and the others to arrive.
The moment he saw that figure, Zhuo Bufan could not help but feel his scalp tingle.
"Castle Master?"
Zhuo Bufan was all too familiar with the Merchant Dao's silhouette. Wasn't that figure in the dark the Talisman Castle's Castle Master, Shang Xingdao?
As expected, in the next second, that figure walked from the dark area to the illumination of the orange lamp overhead, revealing that smiling face with squinted eyes.
"Merchant Dao?" Eighth of December obviously did not expect to encounter Merchant Dao in such a place.
Shang Xingdao was very calm. When he saw Zhuo Bufan on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, he said something that would consign Zhuo Bufan to eternal damnation.
"Little Zhuo, well done. Thank you for bringing this assassin to me. Leave the rest to me! "
As soon as he said that, Zhuo Bufan froze on the spot.
On the other side, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month seemed to understand something. She pushed Zhuo Bufan away and crashed into the wall of the tunnel with a bang.
"You, you betrayed me?"
Eighth of December pointed at Zhuo Bufan and shouted with a ferocious and regretful expression.
"I didn't betray you." Zhuo Bufan wanted to explain, but he realized that his explanation was completely powerless.
He suddenly looked at Shang Xing Dao and shouted, "Shang Xing Dao, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhuo Bufan immediately understood that he had been tricked. He had been called a bastard by Shang Xingjian.
"Little Zhuo, stop acting. Your mission has been completed. Next, let me end him! "
As soon as Merchant Dao finished speaking, he suddenly raised his finger and a ray of light shot out from his fingertip.
Whoosh!!
It was a ray of crimson light, carrying an extremely high temperature and energy. It instantly pierced through Eighth of December's forehead.
The Scorching Light Charm was equivalent to a laser weapon. That speed was not something that Zhuo Bufan could save.
The Scorching Light Charm was not a very powerful charm. If Eighth of December had not been seriously injured, it would not have been able to hurt him at all.
However, Eighth of December's injuries were too severe. He was no different from an ordinary person. Even the Scorching Light Charm could easily kill him.
His body was dead, and his soul had no place to return to.
Merchant Dao's right hand suddenly reached toward Eighth of December's body. His palm instantly turned into countless purple rays of light that tore Eighth of December's soul out of his body.
When the purple rays of light touched Eighth of December's soul, the area that it touched began to disintegrate into countless particles.
"Ahhhh, it's you who harmed me, it's you who harmed me, it's you …"
Eighth of December's soul turned into ashes amidst a series of screams.
This was the Soul Dissolving Charm that everyone in the Immortal Cultivation World used!
However, ordinary people used the Soul Dissolving Bottle. Charm Masters could directly use the power of the charm. They did not need a talisman treasure like the Soul Dissolving Bottle.
In just an instant, Merchant Dao killed Eighth of December. Zhuo Bufan did not even have the chance to react.
Looking at the pair of eyes on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month staring straight at him, Zhuo Bufan's heart trembled.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Merchant Dao and shouted.
"Merchant Dao, you bastard."
Not only did Merchant Dao kill Eighth of December, but he also sowed discord and framed Zhuo Bufan. So that the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month would not be able to die in peace.
Cunning old fox, he was simply a cunning old fox.
"So this is what it looks like to be betrayed by someone! This is a topic worth researching. Perhaps there should be some kind of charm hidden in it. "
In the face of Zhuo Bufan's curses, Merchant Dao was indifferent.
There was no point in framing Zhuo Bufan. Because, he would not let either of them go.
The reason why he did this was because the victor was complacent and wanted to show off his success!
"Kid, there's no need to shout, because you will soon be turned into ashes just like him."
Merchant Dao waved his hand, and the charm on his storage ring flashed. A thesis report suddenly appeared in his hand.
When Zhuo Bufan saw the report, the expression on his face was as horrified as it could be!
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