C207 palpitation, inexplicable

The man in black looked down at Gongsun Zaitian, who was lying on the ground, and a cruel smile appeared on his face once again. However, this' smile 'was a hundred times uglier than crying on his ugly face. Even so, it was difficult to suppress this wonderful excitement.

"Cough, cough!" As if he had just caught his breath, Gongsun Ztian suddenly began to cough violently. As he coughed, he began to lose control of the blood that was gushing out. It was as if he had no money to spend, no matter how much he spat it out.

"You're not dead? At the same time, I was planning to torture you. What should he do first? Should I cut off your hand or your feet? " Seeing that Gongsun Zaitian had woken up, the smile on the black-clothed man's face became even wider. He spoke proudly as he measured the strength of the machete in his hand.

"Your level is still far from being good enough. If you want me to die, you will have to go back and train for tens of thousands of years!" Cough cough! " Gongsun Ztian teased, but then he began to cough violently as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It seems like I should cut your tongue first. Your broken mouth really makes me angry!" The man in black said as he moved the machete to Gongsun Zaitian's mouth, threatening him.

Compared to hacking off his opponent's' spare parts', the man in black preferred to see the other party's frightened expression, as well as the appearance of him begging for mercy. This was the source of the greatest pleasure for him.

"Cough cough, it seems like you have the victory in your hands?" Gongsun Ztian playfully asked.

"Isn't it? Right now, you are like a dead dog being stepped on by me! " The man in black said fiercely to Gongsun Zaitian. As he spoke, he exerted force in his legs and stomped on the ground.

"Pfft!" As the opponent exerted more strength into his legs, Gongsun Ze Tian once again spat out another mouthful of blood, accompanied by the 'kacha kacha' sound made by his sternum.

"Hehe, thank you. My breathing has become a lot more comfortable. It seems that you really do have the potential to be a masseur!" Gongsun Ztian smiled as he praised the man in black.

"I told you to be stubborn! I told you to be stubborn! " The man in black was infuriated. He shouted out hysterically while stepping on Gongsun Ze Tian's body. The thing that the black clothed man could not endure the most was that not only did he not see the other party's pleading and despair, he even started to ridicule him.

How could the black clothed man tolerate this? This was equivalent to saying that the black clothed man was extremely incompetent, unprofessional even in killing a person, just like how the world expressed doubt over a person who had done a good deed all his life. This was a blasphemy to their character, and of course, the black clothed man's actions were the complete opposite, but the humiliation they received were of the same level.

"Cough cough ?" "Puff ?" It was as if Gongsun Ztian was being abused and delusional again. He constantly spat out blood, while stimulating the other party's self-esteem.

"Do you know? You are about to die! " Gongsun Ztian said weakly to the black clothed man.

"Are you sure you're not talking nonsense? I can take your life at any time! " The man in black retorted disdainfully.

"I am sure that you did not hear wrongly. You are about to die, so you should think about what you want to say before you die!" I don't want to waste more time thinking about it. I'm afraid you don't have much time left! " Gongsun Ztian slowly said. Although his voice wasn't loud, the black-clothed man could still clearly hear him.

"Even if I die soon, you will definitely die in front of me!" The man in black was amused by Gongsun Zetian's stubbornness. He slowly inserted the machete and sword into his left shoulder. It seemed like he wanted to take revenge for the loss of his left arm.

"Ah ?" "Cough cough ?" Gongsun Ze Tian let out a miserable cry, and then he spat out another mouthful of blood. At this moment, Gongsun Ze Tian's clothes were already a pool of blood on his chest.

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Who knew that once Gongsun Ze Tian left, she wouldn't be able to fall asleep. She tossed and turned in her bed, and the more she lied there, the more awake she became. Thus, she didn't force herself to sleep, and started to flip through the books in Gongsun Ze Tian's room.

Perhaps it was because the dishes at the dinner banquet were a little too salty, Leng Nuohan now felt that her mouth was a little dry, so she got up and made herself a cup of tea. Just as she was drinking the tea and reading at the same time, a piece of paper from the book cut her finger, and blood immediately flowed down her finger.

Leng Nuohan hurriedly put her finger in her mouth and sucked twice. Following that, an indescribable palpitation followed and caused Leng Nuohan to become at a loss of what to do. She felt as if something was about to happen, but she wasn't very clear as to what exactly it was.

If she was able to recover her full strength, she might be able to see some parts of the future with her own abilities. However, she was currently unable to do so, and could only hold a worried heart as she anxiously waited.

She had also thought that this time, a bad omen might be related to Gongsun Zaitian, but after thinking about how he had used countless of methods to dispel this worry, Leng Nuohan thought that at this time, her father and family were still resting in Boxer Mansion. There was no need for her to worry about other insignificant people, even if something were to happen to them, it would probably not cause a single ripple in her heart.

To Leng Nuohan, what happened to him was tantamount to an apocalypse. One must know that Leng Nuohan had also experienced many reincarnations, and had finally met Gongsun Zaitian in this life. How could she allow herself to lose him again?

She had imagined countless times how it would be when she found Gongsun Ze Tian again. She was very afraid of the regret of 'I was born to live a life, I was born to an old age'. However, Leng Nuohan was lucky that the heavens did not joke with her and brought him to her side. At the same time as she rejoiced, Leng Nuohan also did not wish to lose it again.

Leng Nuohan sat in her room quietly, the book in her hand was still open at the same page, there were no signs of her continuing to read, her mind had long since left her.

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Qiu Canghai's evil eyes twitched intensely today, and he wasn't sure exactly what was going to happen, but a bad omen seemed to be constantly reminding him, causing him to be extremely annoyed. He pondered for a long time, and even repeatedly deducing what was going on in one corner, but he still couldn't find anything amiss.

To put it bluntly, tonight's mission was to create chaos. As long as they succeeded in transferring the people from the Sword League back, and there was a 'disaster in the east' tactic, they would basically be able to complete the mission perfectly.

But whether or not this matter would succeed, there were two crucial points. The first was to make the other party believe that the one who had attacked Sword Alliance station was the person from Blood Illusion Valley, and the second was to soundlessly and soundlessly kill the Tenth Elder, and then blame it on the Blood Illusion Valley's Lu Baihuan.

The first key was to bring the rest of the Listening Rain Pavilion Clan along with him, and the second key was to let the Pavilion Master accomplish it herself. Although he was going to face the main forces of the Sword League, as long as he could convince the people of the Sword League that all of this was done by the people of the Blood Illusion Valley, even if he succeeded, he would not have to care about who struck who and who stabbed who.

On the other hand, the pavilion master was the most thorny. If the Sword League left a few people behind, or if they were to leave an elder behind, wouldn't that mean that the pavilion master himself wouldn't be able to fight with just two fists? Thinking about it here, Qiu Canghai couldn't help but feel apprehensive in his heart.

However, since the plan had been formulated, it must be carried out decisively. After making up his mind, Qiu Canghai changed his clothes and hid in a house outside of Sword Alliance station.

The owner of this house was a merchant, and it was only a temporary resting place for him when he was running the goods, so there were very few people staying here. With this house, it was much more convenient and safer than every time he came to stay at an inn.

This place was normally managed by an old man. To put it bluntly, someone had to take a look at the door and clean it every now and then.

It was night time, and the house was empty. The old man in charge of managing the house had already returned home before the sun had set. There were about forty to fifty people standing in the yard. All of them wore black coats and had black scarves on their faces. They held their weapons in their hands and were ready to strike at any moment.

At the same time, there were more than a dozen sacks in the yard. The sacks were full of something, and there were a few people near the sacks who were specifically responsible for watching the sacks. Anyone who moved the sacks would be slapped with a brick until the contents stopped moving.

"Hall Master, if the people from the Sword League are all waiting at the lair, what if only Ma Qingyuan goes to meet them?" A Radix Aromasiae came over and whispered to Qiu Canghai.

According to Pavilion Master's conjecture, the people from the Sword League would definitely not let go of this plan. They also wanted to make use of this promised battle to kill off all the people from the Blood Illusion Valley, if not, once the Blood Illusion Valley's army arrived, they would not be able to do anything even if they wanted to. Qiu Canghai shook his head and replied, his eyes fixated on the main entrance of the Sword Alliance station not far away.

"But Pavilion Master, what if we're not afraid of 10,000?" Radix Aromasiae thought for a moment, then continued to speak nervously.

"What if something happens? Relax, we have a backup plan. We guarantee it won't make them feel good. Just act according to the plan, why ask so much?" Also, let me warn you, if you ever dare to be disrespectful to Pavilion Master again, or question the Pavilion Master's orders, don't let me get your head. " Qiu Canghai was amused by his subordinate's' worry of the world '. He turned his head to look at the Radix Aromasiae and said snappily.

This Radix Aromasiae was originally a member of the enmity's assassin's guild, so he had complete trust in his boss. Although he was under the Listening Rain Pavilion now, he talked to Qiu Canghai the same way as before, but his title had changed to 'Hall Master'.

This was not because they did not trust Gongsun Zaitian, but the plan was too sudden and could cause mishaps in many areas. This form of style was not like the calm style of 'plotting' in the past, so although the brothers thought that this operation was fun, they were all rousing up some trouble in their hearts.

But when he heard Qiu Canghai say that he had a backup plan, he relaxed. This meant that the pavilion master was still as trustworthy as ever, and was not the big brother who would bring his brothers along with him just by patting his forehead.

Ever since Qiu Canghai brought the rest of the enmity's assassination organisations to join the Listening Rain Pavilion together, although a lot of people were skeptical and strongly opposed to this action, after a few incidents, almost everyone was full of admiration for this Pavilion Master whom they had never met before.

This was also one of the reasons why Gongsun Ze Tian did not show his face for a long time. The other reason was something that only Qiu Canghai and Huang Quan knew and had experienced before. Every time they thought of it, their memories would be fresh and they would even feel a chill down their spine.