Douluo painter

Chapter 148 The Hobbies of the Slaughter King
"Forget it, since you can't figure it out, just go and have a look."

Mo Hui closed her eyes slightly and shook her head helplessly.

Then he took out his brush and drew a "person" exactly like the guard.

"It looks pretty good, as long as you check carefully, the King of Slaughter, you shouldn't be able to find it."

Mo Hui looked at the guard he had drawn and nodded, looking very satisfied.

Then he left here. Before going out, he also changed his appearance according to the appearance of the guard.

"I don't know where the Slaughter King is. He seemed to be in a hurry just now."

Mo Hui walked in the corridor, looked around, and said to himself.

"It would be great if I could use soul skills, I can directly detect and track his aura."

Mo Hui said in a helpless tone.

If he hadn't been wearing a helmet now, he might have seen the bitterness on his face.

"Hey!"

"what is your job!"

At this moment, a scolding sound broke Mo Hui's thinking.

"Ok?"

Mo Hui turned around suspiciously, and found that it was another guard who scolded him.

His armor was more refined than the one drawn by Mo Hui according to the previous guard, and it seemed that his level was higher than that of the previous guard.

It seems that although he has changed his clothes, this wandering look has aroused suspicion from others.

"My lord, I followed the king's order to bring him something."

Mo Hui pretended to be an ordinary guard and said to the senior guard.

"Something? What?"

The senior guard said with some doubts.

"My lord, this is what the king needs, and I can't show it to you without his permission."

Mo Hui refused decisively.

"Don't worry about this, just show it to me, and I will explain it to Wang."

The senior guard waved his hand, signaling Mo Hui not to worry.

When Mo Hui saw this, he felt that the identity of this guard was not simple, and he should be very close to the Slaughter King.

"Okay then, but you have to come with me, my lord, and I'll find a hidden place for you to see."

Mo Hui saw that the guard had a high status, so he wanted to kill the guard and disguise himself as him.

In this way, his actions in the Fort of Slaughter will be much more convenient.

"it is good."

Then the guard followed Mo Hui to a hidden corner.

After reaching the corner, the guard motioned Mo Hui to take out what he said.

Then I saw Mo Hui stretched out a hand, and slowly stretched it out, revealing what he was holding in his hand.

"what is this?"

"There seems to be some writing on it."

"It seems to be Wei...brother?"

The guard was very puzzled when he saw Mo Hui take out a black bottle with writing on it.

"My lord, it is actually like this."

Mo Hui leaned over to the guard and explained to him.

"Does Wang still have this disease? Why didn't you notice it when you were with him?"

The guard said with a very surprised expression after hearing Mo Hui's explanation.

After hearing what the guard said, Mo Hui was equally astonished, and swallowed stiffly.

I thought to myself: "This King of Slaughter really knows how to play, it seems that we should pay attention to chrysanthemums in the future."

"Then give me this thing, and I'll send it to the king."

After the guard finished speaking, he took the small black bottle from Mo Hui's hand.

"But……"

Mo Hui pretended to be very distressed and said.

"It's nothing to worry about, and I'm not sure if you will steal such a magic medicine. I have to go there myself."

The guard said firmly.

"OK then."

Mo Hui pretended to be very helpless and said.

"But I'll taste it before sending it to see if you took it wrong."

Then he opened the black bottle, poured out a few pills from it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

When Mo Hui saw this, he was secretly happy. He was worried about how to kill the guard silently.

It's all right now, he killed himself, can Mo Hui's medicine be taken casually?

Then the guard stared, stretched his legs, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"You did it yourself, it has nothing to do with me!"

Mo Hui looked at the body of the guard with a rainy expression and said.

But the reason for the guard's death was not because Mo Hui's medicine was poisonous, it was a tonic, absolutely not poisonous.

It's just that the medicinal properties are too strong, because this is an enhanced version of tonic made by Mohui.

Just eating one-tenth of a pill is enough to last a whole day, like this guard who ate a few pills at a time, it would be no wonder if he didn't support himself to death.

But it was convenient for Mo Hui that he died like this, saving Mo Hui to do it himself.

"Since you are dead, let me make good use of your identity."

Mo Hui looked at the guard's body and smiled, then changed his appearance with a paintbrush.

"All right."

Mo Hui took out the mirror and looked at his current appearance and said with satisfaction.

His current appearance at least looks exactly the same as this guard, and his true identity will not be discovered unless he investigates carefully.

Then Mo Hui dealt with the corpse and left here.

Next, he found another guard, who was standing in the corridor to watch.

"Come here for me!"

Mo Hui ordered in a superior tone.

"Yes, my lord."

The guard turned around when he heard someone calling him, and Mo Hui hurried over after seeing the face change.

"My lord, what do you want me to do?"

the guard asked cautiously.

It seemed that he was afraid that Mo Hui would be angry.

"I just went looking for Wang, but I couldn't find him. Do you know where he is?"

Mo Hui said in a dignified tone.

"My lord, I saw Wang went to the underground prison, maybe to interrogate the prisoner, you can go there to find him."

The guard responded respectfully.

"Oh, I see, then I'm going to find Wang, you can continue your work."

After finishing speaking, Mo Hui swaggered away.

And the guard raised his head after Mo Hui left and returned to his job.

And whispered something.

"What's the matter with the air, isn't it that you won the king's favor by selling chrysanthemums?"

But Mo Hui couldn't hear it.

After he left there, he fumbled to find the location of the underground prison, and then sneaked in quietly.

The reason why he didn't go in directly was because he was afraid of meeting the Slaughter King face to face, so that he might reveal his identity.

"Qin'er, you are really my good daughter."

"Say!"

"Why did you betray me!"

At this time, the King of Slaughter was in an interrogation room, and in front of him was Tang Qin who was tied to a wooden stake.

"..."

Tang Qin didn't say a word to the King of Slaughter's questioning, but just stared at the King of Slaughter viciously.

"Don't say yes?"

"Then tell me, where did you hide the key to Hell Road and the treasure of the Killing City?"

The King of Slaughter saw that Tang Qin hadn't responded for a long time, so he asked again.

　The grades came out today, and I was in a complicated mood. It took me some time to relax, and then I washed my socks for the past few days today, so I don’t have time to write novels.

　　Only [-] words were written.

　　Sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)