Mo Fanchen was extremely confused when he saw the word "killer". His room was no different from other people's rooms, except that there was an extra dagger next to the red paper on the bed, at least a Xuan-level dagger, and he was dressed in black. robe.
Mo Fanchen picked up the dagger and weighed it subconsciously. The weight of the dagger was just right for his current ordinary body. Then he slashed the chair beside him, and the chair was split into two halves. The sharpness of this dagger It can be seen.
The back of the red paper with the word killer written on it also introduces some rules for the identity of the killer.
¡¾1. When you return to the room at night and read the name of the person you want to kill loudly, a door that can be teleported to the person's room will be opened directly in one part of the room. This door will remain open for a quarter of an hour. ¡¿
¡¾2. If you successfully kill a trial member, you can choose to give up the reward, leave the underground palace directly, and request to be teleported to any specific location in the four dynasties. ¡¿
¡¾3. If you successfully kill a trial member, you can increase the level one reward. In addition, killers are prohibited from killing during the day. ¡¿
Mo Fanchen is not a Holy Mother person. The reason why he is hesitating whether to take action is because he is worried about the power behind these people.
Although the realm, mental power and physical strength of everyone have been sealed, their martial arts skills are still there. Even with the sword in their body, such as Yan Ruoxue, Zhuge Zheng and Wang Tianyun who finally joined, he is not confident that he can fight one-on-one. Next, deal with the opponent intact.
That black robe can block blood stains, but if you are injured when killing people, the possibility of being thrown out by everyone the next day will be greatly increased, and you will still face direct execution.
He then put down his dagger and let out a long sigh. He could only hope that Zhuge Zheng would come up with a good solution tomorrow. The key was to stabilize his emotions.
¡°If I didn¡¯t take any action, but they directly threw me out tomorrow, wouldn¡¯t I die unjustly?
So he ate some food hastily, lay on the bed and began to rest. Sleep is the best way to stabilize a person's mind. Anyway, he is a killer, so he doesn't have to worry about someone coming to kill him at night.
Soon, Mo Fanchen fell into sleep.
Lin Mo withdrew his gaze. This situation was naturally within his expectation.
"It's just that these people have forgotten one thing. The rules are made by themselves, so they will not follow the rules obediently.
The first person who should die was already scheduled by Lin Mo.
Even if Mo Fanchen chooses to kill other people, the bronze door that appears in his room will only teleport to one room.
When the killer and the civilian meet, Mo Fanchen's only choice is to kill each other.
So now, as the rule maker, Lin Mo needs to take action himself.
Yun Zhongqing was lying on the bed, holding tightly the red paper with the word "civilian" written on it in his hand. Because his mental power was also completely blocked, he could not open any space equipment.
From the beginning, Yun Zhongqing fell into an uneasy mood. He did not say a word or ask a question, but remained silent uncharacteristically.
"It's a pity that no one present understands him. The only one who understands him, Jiang Shuling, fell into panic and did not notice Yun Zhongqing's emotional changes.
He originally didn't want to come to Jin Ting City. Who knows how Jiang Shuling learned about the opening of the underground palace in advance. However, Jiang Yi, the leader of the Loyalty Association, asked him to take Jiang Shuling out to practice. This was mainly because the situation in the Mo Dynasty was becoming increasingly chaotic. Relationship.
Because of this, at Jiang Shuling¡¯s stubborn request, the two of them came to Jin Ting City.
And after seeing Meng Ting and Meng Qing, the inexplicable uneasiness in Yun Zhongqing's heart became stronger.
What¡¯s more important is that my status is still too low. Even if I ask Yan Ruoxue, I can¡¯t get an answer as to why they come to Jin Ting City.
What happened next was the trial of Zhuge Zheng from the Zhuge family, the Black and White Double Key, Mo Fanchen, Wang Tianyun who happened to be here, and the eight people in the underground palace.
Everything seems to have been arranged, especially Wang Tianyun's name, which always gives me an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
While he was still thinking wildly, a mysterious man wearing a black and red brocade robe with a bloody skull embroidered on the hem and wearing the mask of the Southern Ghost Emperor appeared in front of him.
Yun Zhongqing quickly stood up and saluted, saying respectfully: "Greetings to the Southern Ghost Emperor."
He didn¡¯t know why the people from the underworld suddenly appeared. On the day of the Loyalty Meeting, he also ruthlessly made up the history of this world. Naturally, he knew that in this myth, he was one of the five emperors in the underworld, second only to Yin Tianzi.
Presumably in the real underworldp; I saw five blood words on the position where he was half-kneeling just now.
"The murderer, Lin Mo."
Immediately afterwards, Lin Mo's right hand hidden in his robe passed by again, and a strong wind blew up in the small room. The tables and chairs fell aside, the food was scattered on the floor, and the blood words had disappeared completely.
After carefully observing Yun Zhongqing¡¯s space equipment with the Soul Seed, and confirming that Yun Zhongqing didn¡¯t leave any tricks behind, Lin Mo returned directly to the hall.
Although Yun Zhongqing said what he said in the end to delay time, what Lin Mo said was sincere.
Although Yun Zhongqing is vicious and ruthless, he does things neatly and neatly. He even wants to bite him even after he dies. This kind of behavior makes Lin Mo appreciate it very much as an enemy.
It¡¯s just that he killed someone he shouldn¡¯t have killed, and more importantly, he knew something he shouldn¡¯t have known.
What a pity, Butler Yun.
Finally, Lin Mo looked at the next person who was about to die in a countdown to his life. There was no wave in the depths of his eyes, only endless coldness. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com