Quick Transmigration: Male God's Fancy Blackening Manual

Chapter 254 6. Ancient Martial Arts 8
"Zhaohua."

When Xiao Mingjun heard the name, he couldn't help but choked.

If she remembers correctly, Zhao Hua is the pervert who is the leader of the Demon Cult.

The pervert who kills without blinking an eye actually said such words, making Xiao Mingjun no longer trust those who look warm and gentle.

What did Xiao Mingjun think she was going to do at this time.

So she stood up and said to Zhaohua gratefully: "I didn't expect you to have such a sense of justice at such a young age. That's great. Can you do something for me!"

There was a smile on the corner of Zhaohua's mouth, and when he looked up at Xiao Mingjun, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and the glint made Xiao Mingjun's body stiffen, "I'm really sorry, I also have something important to do here recently done."

Ling Xuanzi said: "I don't know what important matters the young man has? Maybe the Taoist priest can help me with something."

Zhaohua smiled slightly, "This matter is related to my reputation, so I want to solve it myself, but I don't have a place to live during this period of time, I wonder if the boss can help me?"

Ling Xuanzi wanted to repay the favor, so he agreed directly, and then he felt embarrassed that his behavior was a bit overwhelming, so he looked at Xiao Mingjun.

But at this time, if Xiao Mingjun refused, she would definitely offend Ling Xuanzi, she couldn't help but said depressedly: "Then stay here, there are so many guest rooms anyway."

Ling Xuanzi then showed a satisfied smile and hurriedly invited Zhaohua to walk towards a guest room.

Because Zhaohua saved Ling Xuanzi's younger brother, Ling Xuanzi even proposed the idea of ​​holding a symposium.

This idea has been approved by most people.

The reason is that the atmosphere these days has been too depressing, so they want to relax and discuss the attack on the Demon Cult.

It was Midsummer Night.

There were cicadas shouting in the big trees outside, and there was the sound of the wind blowing.

Xiao Mingjun and Yan Sen stood under the tree, looking at the bright lights in front of them, so it was lively.

Yan Sen said angrily: "They are too much, uncle can be so rude when he is no longer!"

The corner of Xiao Mingjun's mouth twitched, "It's okay, they will know the consequences the next day."

Yan Sen scratched his head, feeling a little puzzled. He looked at Xiao Mingjun's back, then pressed his doubts to the bottom of his heart, and went back to his room to sleep.

For Xiao Mingjun to say this, of course she has her reasons.

Xiao Xiong had been hiding in the secret passage and watching eagerly, but now this group of people dared to get drunk. I'm afraid Xiao Xiong will take action tonight.

I just don't know if Xiao Xiong will be so unlucky to meet Zhaohua.

Xiao Mingjun yawned and went back to sleep.

When Xiao Mingjun came to the lobby the next day, he saw a person lying in a pool of blood. Like the previous person, that person's chest was shattered, and pitch black blood flowed out from the poison in his body.

But this man died in the hall.

After drinking last night, most of them returned to the room with some apprehension, while a small number of them were too drunk, so they continued to sleep in the hall.

But even if they are drunk, the vigilance of martial arts practitioners will wake them up when the murderer kills!

And they actually fell asleep without any reaction.

These people felt cold, and while they were terrified in their hearts, they were also thankful that the murderer would not kill them.

Ling Xuanzi checked and told them that the result was the same as the previous one, that the bones in his chest were crushed after being poisoned.

The same modus operandi gave them an idea that the murderer was still staying in the Sword Holding Villa.

(End of this chapter)