Chapter 107 Plum Blossom Eats People

At this time, there was a tough man named Liu Ziqing, holding an empty wine bowl, bowing his back and stepping on the bench with one foot. He had just drunk a few bowls of wine, and his face turned red and said, "Wulin headquarters issued the No. 1 Jianghu Order to quickly find out this strange case. Who got a clue to find out a little eyebrow and detect such nothingness? The ethereal case has a big bonus.

"Brother, such a big case without a head is like a flying saucer outside the sky. It passes by in the sky. I don't know what it is doing. I can see it but I can't catch it. I don't have a clue. Where can I solve it?" A man in his early fifties, named Song Shijie, was a tall and hunchbacked old man. He held a pig's hoof in his hand, chewed a drum in his mouth, chewed his teeth, and took over the words.

"Dude, your vision is old. You are absolutely right. Jiang is still old and spicy. This is a big unsolved case in martial arts! Strange things happen in the world every year, not as good as this headless case! Then know how to detect it. It's really hard to find such clues!" A short and fat man named Song Chunyuan. He patted Song Shijie's hunchback and couldn't help praising him.

"Hmm! For the heavy prize of 500 taels of gold, I don't know how many people are risking their lives to find clues in Henan! It is necessary to detect such a headless case, make an immortal merit, and become famous all over the world. Liu Ziqing said that there must be a brave man under the reward, and there are still people who are digging their minds to find clues that are hard to find for thousands of years. These people around them are all people from different places. Did they come together for this strange case? This is the so-called utilitarian who dies for money and dies for food! Is it really so tiring with money?

Feng Mo listened to these Jianghu people calmly and talked about the scene where he was chased and killed by the martial artist of the Weiwu Dart Bureau half a year ago. This kind of silly past appeared in front of him again. A breath of violent anger surged up from his heart to the sky. Suddenly, his head was full of blood and hot.

In a moment, delicious dishes were served on the table, and an urn of yam soju was also placed aside. A blue-edged bowl and a pair of chopsticks were placed on the corner of the table.

Feng Motou picked up the wine urn, pulled off the mud seal of the urn with his fingers, filled a large bowl of wine, and picked it up with both hands. "Oh!" Feng Mo took a sip of the wine in the bowl, and the wine overflowed at the corners of his mouth, ticking and falling on the front of his chest.

Feng Motou's ugly food is eye-catching and attracts the bright eyes of the diners in the hall.

This group of Jianghu men are stunned to look at the guy in front of them. Their eyes are drawn and they look at their faces together. A big horse face is full of pampons. The world is famous. It is a living signboard, and the green forest thief Feng Motou is also!

"Yo! Isn't this Feng Motou, a green forest thief? An unsolved case in Shangyuan Village in the house was the pursuit of this thief! A group of bodyguards disappeared and disappeared. They must have suffered anything, hum! This numb face is so comfortable that he is alone. He dares to drink and eat at the restaurant in the fair. It seems that it is a demonstration here! It can be seen that this guy has a thieve, but! It's the shit on the head. Song Shijie is a famous old guest, and he is very old-eyed and sharp-eyed! He soon recognized the long horse's face in front of him, and he named it out.

"Brothers, capture this thief Feng Motou, torture such strange things, and the disappearance of the bodyguard master. What on earth is going on? Listen to what this says. Liu Ziqing also saw the face of this person clearly, comparing it with the rumored appearance. That's right. That can make such a rampant bad maniac domineering in the world again! The plan is to catch it alive and torture the ugly man. Otherwise, the truth of the lost case will still be unclear.

"Brother Liu, the moo who is going to die or the numb face to live is to be alive. It's all under your command that everyone fights against the enemy together. This is an indisputable hard truth. The robber leader is arrested, and we have the same wish!" Qi Qingyun spoke in front of the thief. He made a high posture and was willing to obey Liu Ziqing's command and work together to capture the thief. It was also the wish of this group of people.

"Of course, it's time to catch a live moped head. A dead moped head is of little value. A living twist face has an immeasurable value. As long as he recruits confessions, he will know the truth of the unsolved case in Shangyuan Village in Tiansheli! Brothers, let's go together!" When Liu Ziqing saw the people sitting here, no one objected. He came out to act as the leader. This was a consensus of jealousy, which prompted these Jianghu men to condense into an iron fist.

Under Liu Ziqing's order, the group of Jianghu people jumped up one after another, raised their blades one by one, and killed Feng Mo's head.

Feng Motou took out a plum blossom from his pocket and said, "The plum blossoms show the demon. A plum blossom opens to the blood. Please come out of the demon wind and kill the living object to dissipate. Kill it!"

"Kill!" Feng Motou shouted out, and a plum blossom in his hand was in full bloom, bright red. He shook his wrist and swung it to the hall.

"Sing!" "Wo!" "Oh!" A plum blossom circled in the hall, and red lights shot out and flew towards the people rushing up.

Liu Ziqing, Qi Qingyun, Song Shijie and a group of Jianghu people raised all kinds of blades and issued a move to "rease every day" to form a silver-light flying cobweb.

"Wow!" Whew!" "Wow!" A wisp of silver light shuttled back and forth in the air, woven into a silver skynet, intercepting the red light emitted by a plum blossom.

"Wk!" "Wk!" "Wk!" The red light penetrated the silver wire mesh, tore an opening, and the red light shot down.

"Oh!" "Oh!" " "Oh!" A burst of crisp sound came out, cutting off the weapons of the Jianghu people, and the blades were broken and flying around.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The beam in the hall shot directly into a fierce tooth beam in an instant.

At this time, the shop boy was serving tea and cooking. When he heard the cracking sound of the broken blade, he was walking to the door upstairs. He looked up and couldn't help but be shocked, "Dong!" Dong!" " " Dong!" ! He was so scared that seventeen or eight men in the lobby had disappeared in front of him.

A plum blossom devoured the living person, and looked even more red and charming. He floated and hovered in the hall. Seeing a sloppy-faced guy, he stretched out his hand and gently. The plum blossom flew back to the palm of his hand. He pinched two fingers and stuffed it into his pocket, and a red light disappeared...

Feng Motou recalled the past of the adventure of the demon. He thought that the underworld magic skill had reached the level of the strong demon soul. Thinking of this, an anger rushed up in his chest. He smoked in his eyes and said, "Ling Feng, don't be happy too early, hum! It's also the fate of joy and sorrow. I'm also an infinite figure of the demon soul. Ben plum blossom master, three disciples have died in your hands. I don't take my life yet. It's not enough to pay for a life. Let you pay for the funeral!"

Ling Feng deliberately aroused the appetite of these guys. He said to himself, "Feng Demon Head, slow down! Slow down! Are you unreasonable? It was the boy who smashed our begging bowl first, so it's more important than his own surname! How can I go out to beg for food without a bowl? Master, why don't you starve to death if you don't have food to eat? It's okay to rely on red flowers to raise them. Anyway, we don't have a place to eat!"