The man wrapped himself tightly in a robe so that outsiders could not see his true face. He stood up and walked slowly towards the storyteller.
The storyteller looked excited: "Come on, come on, tell me what you saw that day, so that they know that what I tell is the truth."
When the man slowly walked up to the storyteller, he suddenly said for no reason: "Disease comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. You didn't take this sentence to heart at all."
After hearing these words, the storyteller's face instantly changed color. His face was filled with infinite fear, and he could hardly stand. He shakily stepped back and sat down on the chair. He pointed at Liu Mang with trembling hands and said, "It's you, it's you
The person sitting below didn't know what was going on, but was a little curious about this person's identity and why the storyteller who was so high-spirited just now became so scared now.
Liu Mang raised his hand and took off the cloak on his head, revealing his face.
After confirming his identity, the storyteller became even more desperate. He slipped from his chair and fell to the ground. He knelt down and fanned his mouth repeatedly, pleading: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't talk too much. It's my fault." I shouldn't betray you, I beg you, adults don't remember villains' faults, just let me go this time.
Liu Mang looked at him and sighed: "If I had known this, why would I have done it at the beginning? I gave you a chance and didn't kill you that day. It was already the greatest kindness to you. If you don't cherish it, beg me now." What is it for
The storyteller banged his head on the ground so hard that it even started to bleed: "It's me who deserves to die, it's me who is obsessed with it, I will never dare to do it again, just let me go this time."
Liu Mang shook his head and said: "Today, not only you, but also the people below will be implicated. Because of you, they have now seen my face, so they all have to die here."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar below.
"Who do you think you are? If you say we die, we must die.
"Look how you became a psychopath at such a young age.
"Whose child is this? Why don't you go home to nurse quickly? You are talking nonsense here.
"Don't grab him, let me punch him twice for fun first.
Discordant voices were everywhere. In their eyes, Liu Mang was just a child who pretended to be serious. Only the storyteller believed in his words and kept begging for mercy.
Liu Mang said: "For the sake of your piety, I can let you die last.
After saying this, Liu Mang opened his palm, and a small green light sword formed in his palm. It flew out with a whoosh, and only the sound of puff and puff could be heard everywhere. The green light sword kept flying in the hall, Only a light blue light is left, passing through everyone's neck easily, harvesting fresh lives in this way.
The massacre ended without even a scream. Most of the dead people lost consciousness without even realizing what happened.
The storyteller saw it clearly from above. He only had infinite despair in his heart now. Leaving himself until the end to kill him was definitely not a sign of kindness, but a punishment. When he saw Liu Mang's killing methods, he even felt Being able to die happily is also a blessing.
Liu Mang turned around, looked at him and said: "I have changed my mind now. I suddenly don't want to kill you anymore. After all, there are already so many people helping you atone for your sins.
"Really?" The storyteller's eyes rekindled with a glimmer of life.
"Of course, I always mean what I say, but
He turned around and said, "You can avoid the death penalty, but you cannot escape the living penalty. You have to pay some price for your actions."
After hearing this, the storyteller no longer wanted to worry about what living sin was. In his opinion, under the current situation, being alive was already very good compared to those who died.
Liu Mang held the Qingmang sword in his hand, looked at the storyteller and said: "No matter what happens, it is important to find the source. Since it is the one who started this matter, let's get rid of it first. It will save you money." I will bring trouble to you again in the future.
Before the storyteller could understand what Liu Mang was saying, Liu Mang raised his knife and dropped it. Blood splattered all over the floor. Along with it, there was a red thing flying. When the storyteller took a closer look, he saw that it was a human being. Tongue!
Only then did he feel the heartbreaking pain in his mouth. He covered his mouth and lay down. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream, but no sound came out. You can make a grunting sound from your nose.
Liu Mang looked at his desperate eyes and said, "I don't like your eyes very much either. He has seen too many things that he cannot see, so why not blind him too?"
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The storyteller's intuitive eyes flashed with blue light, and then nothingness filled his eyeballs. Although the storyteller couldn't see anything, he could clearly feel the green sword approaching his heels again.
"These feet are so good at running. They can actually go to the Eastern Holy Sect and report to them. Damn it, I don't want it any more.
With a sneer, blood splattered, and the storyteller's feet were also crippled.
Liu Mang knelt down, leaned towards his ear and whispered softly: "In the final analysis, the biggest cause of trouble is still to blame your ears. It would have been great if it hadn't heard the news that day. Wouldn't there be nothing behind it? So many things.”
The storyteller now only feels extremely desperate. The person in front of him is simply a devil. He now regrets very much why he provoked such a devil. The inhuman torture he is now suffering leaves him with only one thought: That means now I think it’s better to just die.
Liu Mang continued: "Do you know why I pricked your ears last? Because I want you to know that I don't kill you because I want you to suffer more painful consequences. I have to tell you these words. , so that you know that I am a person who will retaliate for my anger."
The green light sword was slowly pushed into Mr. Storyteller's ears. As the blood drained out, Mr. Storyteller's hearing was completely disabled. He is now like a human pig. Even if he wants to commit suicide, he has already failed. No longer have that ability.
After Liu Mang finished all this, he put on his cloak again and walked out of the store and left quickly.
After Liu Mang was silenced in the teahouse, he completely pushed this matter to the forefront. This was the first time that such a bold and reckless criminal appeared in the Dongjing Fairyland. Almost overnight, the Dongtu Holy Sect issued a wanted order for the entire Dongjing Fairyland.