A Stubborn Cold Blooded Killer

Chapter 67: Thousand-year ancient cave (1)

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The two carriages were looming in a thin mist, their speed gradually slowed down, and finally came to a halt slowly.

A handsome and slender figure caught people's eyes first, and then a few more figures swayed in the mist.

Chu Mengfan took out a few silver coins from his arms and casually dismissed the coachman. He looked at the surrounding terrain with a solemn expression, and finally cautiously said: "There are many boulders in the Heartbroken Valley, the road is rugged, and there are many traps. Be careful."

"Then why don't we take a detour? There should be another way to reach Dianchuan." Luosha asked innocently.

"We don't have that much time. We need to find the Soulbreaking Sword as soon as possible." Chu Mengfan was abnormal and patiently explained. This sentence made Tian Yu feel a little weird.

Just like this, a few people started walking carefully, and slowly disappeared into the forest.

"Hahaha—I didn’t expect that kid would really believe, how could he survive falling from that kind of hole? It’s not a good thing for a kid! It’s not as troublesome as the saint said, I can handle it all by myself. , Ha ha ha—" There was another burst of happy laughter.

It's just that while this person was talking, he didn't notice that several vigorous figures were slowly approaching him.

"Who is that person you are talking about?" a handsome man suddenly shouted coldly, grabbing the old man's neckline, his eyebrows were cold.

When the old man saw this, he was shocked and silly, but immediately made a disgusting smile: "What do you mean by these heroes? The old man is just a passer-by. I don't know where to offend the heroes?"

"You said you didn't know, did you?" Another man's icy words hit the old man's ears, causing his body to tremble slightly, and instinctively turned his gaze to the other man next to him, but just stared at him. He could feel a fierce murderous aura spreading silently, making people feel guilty and chill, and his tongue was knotted with fright for a while.

"I, I, really, no-I don't know!" The old man said and turned his attention elsewhere, because he was also afraid that his false eyes would reveal his heart.

"I'll give you one more chance at last, don't you really know?"

"I—really—no, I don't know." The old man said hesitantly, his face turned ugly.

"Well, Yu Chen, kill him!" The man commanded simply and neatly.

When the old man heard that his life was almost gone, he immediately changed his expression, almost crawling under Chu Mengfan's feet, and begged bitterly: "My hero, please forgive me once! You adults don't remember the villain! I am! He was also forced! I will tell you where he is?"

Chu Mengfan didn't even look at him, and asked in a furious voice, "Really?"

"Yes, yes—" the old man nodded frequently.

"Well, you will lead the way. When I get to that place, I will naturally let you go." Chu Mengfan said indifferently, with a weird sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"I know, I know." The old man stood up in a jealous manner, without turning his head back to lead him to the rescue.

After a short while, the group of people arrived at the entrance of a deep and huge cave. Chu Mengfan leaned forward slightly, and a trace of hatred could not help accumulating between his eyebrows.

"That person is in this cave!" While speaking, the old man kept observing Chu Mengfan's expression, and tremblingly added in a low voice: "My hero, I can go now!"

Chu Mengfan ignored him, only tossed his sleeves lightly, and saw a silver light flashing, and a sharp sword pierced the old man's heart. Blood suddenly poured out like spring water, and the old man's eyes After a stagnation and a muffled groan, he fell heavily to the ground.