Chapter 121 The Death of the Bear Smiling Tiger

"What do you think?" Wu Xingliu asked back.

"I think it's better to kill, otherwise our whereabouts will be exposed!" Zhang Xiaozhi showed a fierce look in his eyes and clenched his fist.

"That's the only way." Wu Xingliu shook his head helplessly.

Piao Piao Piao couldn't bear it, but other than that, she felt that there was no other way, so she had to turn her back and not to see the poor appearance of the second child in the store.

"Guncle, spare your life, uncle, spare your life!" Hearing this, the shopkeeper quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhang Xiaozhi had summoned the pangolin. He was about to end the shopkeeper at once, but he was pulled by Ye Fan and said, "This matter has nothing to do with him. Let him go."

"Brother Ye, this is not the time to talk about mercy. What should we do if we don't kill him?" Zhang Xiaozhi frowned and said.

"Six uncles, aunts, the little one will definitely not say it, and the little one will definitely not say it." The second child continued to kowtow.

Ye Fan sighed, took out an herb from his belt, handed it to the shopkeeper, and said, "After you eat this herb, you will become deaf and dumb within ten days. You can do it yourself."

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then picked up the herb and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Brother Ye, you are the Xuanhun grass, isn't it? It's worth 50 soul stones." Wu Xingliu said reluctantly.

"Okay, let's go." Ye Fan ignored it, gently opened the door and walked towards the darkness.

Half an hour later, the killing of Xiong Xiaohu has spread throughout Xiongzu City, and the inn was also surrounded by a bodyguard regiment.

In the inn, Xiong San, Xiong Xiaohu's father, had a gloomy face, holding the fairy soul palace charm left by Ye Fan in his hand, and he couldn't help trembling.

"Your lord, the cause of the young master's death has been found out..." A bodyguard came forward to report.

"Tay!" Xiong San tore up the soul charm and shouted.

"The young master was first injured by the bright Xuanqi, and then killed by the soul master of the fairy soul palace. Judging from the situation in the room, the other party's realm has at least reached Xuanzun. Otherwise, with the ability of the young master, he will at least resist... As for the thunder and lightning of the soul master, the role played a little role is not very much, and the main murderer should be this meeting. A master of Xuanzun who uses bright and mysterious spirit. The bodyguard analyzed.

"Bright and mysterious? Is this man a fairy master? Xiong San frowned.

The bodyguard knew that Xiong San was talking to himself, and he did not touch the mold at present, so he chose to be silent.

"Was the young master with you before this?" Xiong San stared at the faces of the two teenagers again and asked coldly.

The two teenagers were the follower of the two bear laughing tigers that Ye Fan met during the day. At this time, the two teenagers looked frightened, and one of them bowed his head and said, "Yes... The young master saw a girl during the day, and the girl also had two companions. One of them claimed to be a prophet, and predicted that the young master would... will... will..."

"What will it be?" Xiong San frowned and shouted.

"The prophet said that the young master would be struck by lightning..." The teenager said hesitantly.

Hearing this, Xiong San was furious and slapped the debris from the table.

The two teenagers knelt down in fear.

Xiong San really wanted to kill these two teenagers together, but after all he calmed down. He also had some questions to ask clearly, and then asked, "What is the realm of the prophet and the bitch?"

"Their level is not high. The prophets are not even Xuantu, and the other two are only three-level Xuantues." A teenager replied tremblingly.

"What do they look like?" Xiong San asked again.

"The girl is very beautiful, wearing light pink clothes. The prophet has a cake face, and there is another person who doesn't say a word, with two small eyes narrow and a treacherous face. The three people are about the same age as us, about thirteen or fourteen years old. The young master asked us to follow her well. Later, we confirmed that the girl was in the inn... When it was dark, the young master sent someone here..." The teenager continued to reply.

"He Qingyu, what do you think?" Xiong San asked a middle-aged man next to him again.

This middle-aged man was He Qingyu, who fought with Ye Fan in the valley at that time. He was silent for a moment and analyzed, "The young master was finally injured by the thunder and lightning of the soul master. I thought it was Ye Fan, a little beast, but it seemed that I didn't feel right. I heard from Yun Zhongyue, the seventh branch, that Ye Fan was originally temporary. The team that came together did come out to do the task, but Ye Fan was not in it. From this point of view, their team is likely to have taken over the task of assassinating the young master... However, then again, how could a mysterious master emerge?"

"Mom!" Xiong San stared at He Qingyu fiercely and turned his head to scold. Obviously, He Qingyu's long speech just now had no connotation, which made Xiong San very angry. However, Xiong San's scolding doesn't seem to be aimed at him.

In fact, He Qingyu secretly shouted in his heart. He was in the realm of Xuanzun, but he didn't expect that he was a servant under a Xuanzong, and there were a hundred dissatisfactions in his heart. At this time, he was so happy to see his son die.

"Lord, my condolences, who can't die?" He Qingyu sighed and pretended to be very painful, but there was a little sarcasm in his words. Of course, he could hear that Xiong San was scolding himself just now.

Although Xiong San is the lord, he does not dare to turn against Xuanzun blatantly. At present, he just write down this hatred and clean up the door well when there is a chance in the future.

"You two have always been with the young master. What are you doing tonight?" Xiong San asked coldly.

"The young master said that when he got it, he would take the girl to Zuixiangju... We will pick it up there..." The legs of the two teenagers began to trembling, and their faces became a little pale.

"Drag it out and kill it!" Xiong San raised his hand and ordered the bodyguard impatiently.

"Lord, please spare my life, Lord..." The two teenagers shouted loudly.

Four bodyguards had already come forward, set up the two teenagers, dragged them to the backyard, and solved them with a knife.

"Have you found the innkeeper?" After the two people died and were buried with him, Xiong San seemed to be relieved of his anger and asked again.

"Lord, the owner of this inn has been busy with business for many years. Only one of his distant relatives, Xiao Er, takes care of it here. It is estimated that the Xiao Er of this shop, has been silenced by these murderers. He has searched the whole Xiongzu City and found him." A bodyguard replied.

"Send me to investigate immediately. I'd like to see who dares to let the Fairy Soul Palace do the task of assassinating the young master. You guys, find out people who usually have a little conflict with the young master or are not full of the young master at all. I will ask them one by one in person! Besides, let me know as soon as the Xuanzun has news!" Xiong San gritted his teeth with hatred and shouted.

"Lord, if you know the relationship between the young master, the two little ones should know best just now, but it's a pity to let you..." He Qingyu said aside.

When Xiong Sanyi heard this, he immediately woke up. However, the two teenagers had died, and in addition to regret, he could only stare at them.

At the same time, in a town dozens of miles away from Xiongzu City, Ye Fan and others gathered in another inn.

"Now it seems that we can't go to Xiongzu City for a short time. Doesn't Brother Ye have something to give to Crystal Valley? Let's go to Crystal Valley first. If Crystal Valley is willing to let us live for some time, we will go too much there first. Haha, let Xiong San get busy. Wu Xingliu said to Ye Fan and others with a smile.

Ye Fan and others nodded.

"After we come out of Crystal Valley, this matter is almost over." Wu Xingliu continued.

"You have been talking for a long time, our mission is not over yet. We are assassinating Xiong San, not his son!" Seeing Wu Xingliu as a team leader, Zhang Xiaozhi corrected with dissatisfaction.

"Don't be silly. Xiong San is the lord. Do you think you can kill him so easily?" Wu Xingliu cast a contemptuous look.

"Didn't you say there was a countermeasure? What about countermeasures? Why didn't I see it?" Zhang Xiaozhi finally took a little reason and asked aggressively.

"How can I tell you my countermeasures casually? Just wait. In less than three months, Xiong San's head will definitely be taken down by us!" Wu Xingliu smiled and said.

Three months? Just blow it hard." Zhang Xiaozhi sneered and said.

"What? Do you want to make another bet?" Wu Xingliu said with a smile.

Zhang Xiaozhi didn't dare to say anything. He still remembered that it was not easy to get so many soul stones. Now he is so poor.

"Xiongzu City are all small things. What I'm most worried about now is the two girls. There is no doubt that they are soul masters, but they don't seem to be from our fairy soul palace." Wu Xingliu didn't care much about Zhang Xiaozhi. He frowned and said again.