a killer

Fives.

The dead ghost was a round older than Mo Feng, but his appearance was delicate. Standing together, the two looked like they were the same age.

The dead ghost taught him martial arts, but did not let him call him a master. The dead ghost raised him, but he was not his father.

The dead ghost asked Mo Feng to call him a dead ghost.

When Mo Feng came back this time, the dead ghost asked him to stay for a longer period of time, and Mo Feng agreed.

The dead ghost asked about the heroes, and Mo Feng answered them one by one.

"Don't have much contact with him in the future, he is a righteous person after all, and he is not on the same path as you."

"Yes."

The dead ghost said so, and Mo Feng naturally agreed.

The dead ghost is not in good health, and he has to use precious medicinal materials to make medicinal baths every day. When Mo Feng is around, he will help him boil water. The dead ghost always laughed and said that it was not a waste of raising him.

Mo Feng never dared to forget the kindness of nurturing.

On the day when Mo Feng was about to leave, Shi Gui, who got up early, combed his hair carefully and told him to eat well and pay attention to hygiene.

Although Mo Feng agreed, but he couldn't help taking these things into consideration when doing things, so he didn't tell the dead ghost to teach him a lesson. The dead ghost might not know it, but if he didn't mention it, Mo Feng would act as if he didn't know.

On the second day after Mo Feng left, the hero came to the door.

The dead ghost didn't wear a mask, the hero looked at him for a long time, and finally smiled frivolously.

"Mo Feng is gone."

"I'm waiting for him here."

"If you don't want to die, get out."

The hero naturally does not leave, and the dead ghost ignores him.

The hero sees the dead ghost making flowers, drinking tea and basking in the sun every day, completely lacking the demeanor of a master of magic.

When the dead ghost was famous in the world ten years ago, the hero had just recognized his master.

The master of the hero once fought against the dead ghost once, and the two sides were tied. At that time, the master of the hero was 45 years old, and the dead ghost was only 22 years old. What a genius.

The dead ghost has seldom made a move in recent years, and every time he makes a move, it must be a big deal, but he actually went to tie Mo Feng himself, the hero is full of curiosity about this.

"Senior, what is your relationship with Madman Mo?"

The dead ghost sneered, and said: "You are from a family of merchants, you have your own master to protect you, but what about your family?"

The hero's face changed, he knew that he had murderous intentions, and he broke into a cold sweat at his recklessness, he forgot that this handsome man is a ruthless and ruthless devil!

He bowed and bowed, and said: "Senior, don't blame me, it's the junior who was rude, and the family members are not in the wrong, if the senior wants to vent his anger, just do it to the junior."

The dead ghost gave him a cold look, and said with a smile: "You have the demeanor of your master, it's not that you've broken his character, that's all, you go."

The hero didn't dare to stay any longer and wanted to leave immediately, but the dead ghost stopped him.

"Don't get close to Mo Feng again."

The hero naturally agreed, but if he didn't want to fulfill his promise, that's another story. He quietly looked at the dead ghost again, and then left in a hurry.

Yangzhou, inside a flower boat.

Today the flower boat was reserved by disciples of the Gangshan School, and the flower star on the main seat is a three-generation disciple of the Gangshan School. Today he invited his friends to have fun here, and it was a happy event.

He is valued by the head of the sect, and he is about to marry the only daughter of the head of the sect.

Thinking of the only daughter who looks as strong as a man, Hua Xing feels depressed, but for the sake of the future, he has to agree no matter how much he doesn't like it.

The dancing girl in the center of the hall is wearing a gauze dress from the Western Regions, but her face is covered but a large belly is exposed. This woman's waist is not thin but flexible, and the tight waistcoat line can be seen faintly on the smooth abdomen, which has a special flavor.

Hua Xing made up his mind to let this woman stay overnight, but he didn't know that this woman was the one who killed him.