Chapter 2982

"If you return to the third altar master, you have reported to the big altar master and the big altar master, but the big altar master has been closed all the time. I'm afraid you won't get any news." His men are busy.

This is also a matter of course, although everyone knows that the master of the big jar is closed and hardly asks anything.

But whenever something happens to the blood butcher, he will be notified at the first time. Whether there is a result is another matter, but his attitude must be straightened out.

Among the highly hierarchical blood butchers, this is not careless at all.

Hearing the speech, Guo Jing, the leader of the third jar, nodded and said, "well, you did a good job. Now you can die."

"Ah?"

As soon as his subordinates heard it, they were stunned. Subconsciously, they looked up at Guo Jing, but what came face-to-face was Guo Jing's palm.

Pop!

There was an amazing burst sound in the air, and a pool of meat sauce appeared on the ground. As for the former men, they were completely out of shape and died miserably.

"Ah ~"

Seeing this scene, several female nuns lying on the bed in the hall screamed with fright.

But at the same time, he was afraid of making a noise and angered Guo Jing. He quickly closed his mouth tightly. In order to live, he endured very hard.

Not only are these female nuns who serve Guo Jing scared to death, but even the bodyguards on the side are stunned and dare not breathe more.

It can be seen that Guo Jing's means are cruel. He kills people without blinking an eye. He will be killed if he is careless.

As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.

These people live in fear all day long and are in constant fear. They are captured under Guo Jing's obscene power and obey him.

The left and right kept silent and bowed their heads. Guo Jing was very satisfied with such a deterrent effect.

"Come on, clean up."

"Yes."

At this time, he saw a man in a black and red robe, with an evil look, flying from a distance and standing over the hall. He glanced at the meat sauce on the ground and spoke to Guo Jing.

"Old three, you have to change your character of casually killing people."

Seeing this, he quickly knelt on one knee and shouted respectfully, "see the second jar master."

"Meet the second jar master."

"Meet the second jar master."

The evil and charming man was shaven and expressionless, and his eyes looked straight at Guo Jing.

After being said this, Guo Jing didn't care at all. He didn't take it to heart at all. He said faintly, "second brother, have you got the news?"

The second jar master nodded and said, "after I received the news, I rushed over at the first time. I thought you had a dead son and always needed someone to comfort. Now it seems that you don't need any comfort."

The second jar master's words are sinister. If you don't know, you will think he came to ridicule Guo Jing.

But the two brothers have known each other for a long time. Naturally, they will not have any bad ideas or misunderstandings.

Guo Jing's face was expressionless and gloomy. He said, "hum, he's just a son. If he dies, he'll die. He has to blame himself for his lack of morale. What's the use of being sad. Second brother, can you find out who the murderer is?"

Guo Jing asked directly. Based on his understanding of the second jar leader, if he hadn't been prepared, he probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to find him.

"This is the portrait of the murderer. Have a look." With that, the second jar master took out a portrait scroll out of thin air and threw it to Guo Jing.

Guo Jing spread out a look and immediately frowned deeper.

"Don't you even know your name, a good-looking boy?" Guo Jing said in a deep voice.

For a moment, like turning a book in his mind, he gave all the monks with names in all the powerful sects he knew, but none of them could match.

That's why he said face.

Either he is a newly rising genius demon, or he comes from the sea area of Baishi city from outside. In short, he doesn't seem to be someone with a great background.

damn!

"This is the man's appearance specially recorded by the casual practitioners who were watching nearby at that time. I shouldn't be wrong. Did I do it for you or send my killers to do it?" The third jar Master said again.

"Strength, showing the peak of the holy land?" Guo Jing looked at the handwriting below the portrait and said faintly.

"This is just a speculative cultivation. There is a certain possibility that it is even higher." The second jar Master said again.

After all, when things happened, they were not on the scene, so they could only make a rough judgment according to others' dictation, which was not accurate enough.

Guo Jing sneered, disdained on his face, and said, "do you want to be higher? Can you rob immortals? When did the strong ones become so cheap and worthless that they are everywhere?"

As he spoke, he looked at the second jar master, "besides, you and I know clearly that there is absolutely no such person in the whole west sea. It is impossible for such a young immortal to rob. This person must die and have to avenge my son's death."

In Guo Jing's opinion, it doesn't matter if a son dies, but if the prestige is gone, it's a big trouble, so no matter what you think, this man has to die.

Kill the murderer to gain prestige, otherwise no one will be afraid of the future blood butcher.

The second jar master nodded and said, "I have the same intention. This person must die. Why don't you go there in person?"

"Well," Guo Jing didn't refuse. He did have this idea. He had long wanted to get some air and relax, and then kill people by the way.

Besides, it was his son who died, not the owner of the second jar. It was just right for him to go there in person.

"I'll go there. Second brother, you keep our nest and don't make any trouble." Guo Jing said coldly.

"So good." The second jar master nodded.

Guo Jing immediately waved his hand and said, "come, follow me out of the island and go to avenge my son."

"Promise."

"Promise."

Immediately, a large group of friars wearing dark red armor flew from below, gathered around Guo Jing, left the island and went to find Chen Xiao for revenge.

Chen Xiao, as a party, was completely unaware of all this.

At this moment, there is a small island stronghold outside the sea area of Baishi city.

In the room, Xu Fangzheng, a female nun, stood anxiously in front of the bed, waiting for the doctor to treat her senior brother. After a long time, she finally stabilized the injured man's injury.

"Doctor, my elder martial brother, will he be all right?" Xu Fang came forward, grabbed the doctor's hand and asked anxiously.

The doctor's face was slightly heavy and said, "he was seriously injured. He also blew his life magic weapon and damaged his mind. It's a miracle that he can survive. It's also because of the timely treatment, otherwise he would have died, but..."

Hearing this, Chen Xiao frowned slightly.

For people like him who have experienced countless storms, this is too familiar. Doctors usually only say good words in front, but the latter is the real point.

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