C815 Bloody Night(part I)
C815 Bloody Night(part I)
At this time, the night bird had already disappeared into the boundless night, not leaving a trace. Its speed could be said to be extremely fast, otherwise it would not be like this. From this, Chu Yang was even more certain that there was something wrong with the bird.
Swish!
The night bird disappeared and Chu Yang rushed towards the source of the scream. Cao Zhi and the others followed behind him.
The parrot wanted to take advantage of the situation and flee, but then it realized that if the little bastard caught sight of it, it wouldn't be able to live any longer.
Therefore, it could only obediently follow them.
Before long, Chu Yang found a corpse beside a pond — it was the eldest son of the City Lord of Sea Demon City, Hai Sheng Hai.
He died with grievance!
At this moment, Hai Sheng Hai's oceanic gaze had lost its luster, and there was still a look of horror on his face.
There was only a single fatal wound on his body. His heart had been pierced through by a sword behind his back. The strength of the sword had completely shattered his heart, and his heart had been completely shattered. He was as dead as he could get.
Other than that, there were no other traces of a fight. This meant that the killer was caught off guard and one of his attacks was fatal.
"Isn't that my method?"
Chu Yang's pupils shrank, "Someone is deliberately framing me?"
In an instant, he thought of a possibility. In the entire Eastern Wastelands, there was probably no one who didn't know that he was adept in this path.
Thus, with how Hai Shenghai had died, the first person that people would think of as Chu Yang.
"Dammit, who was the one that scared us!?"
Chu Yang suddenly felt a sense of danger in the middle of the island.
"Ah!
Suddenly, another miserable scream was heard in the darkness, coming from the southeast.
This scream made Chu Yang's heart tremble, "The murderer continues to kill, continue to frame him."
He hurried to catch up.
At this time, on the lake shore, where the screams could not be heard.
The little lake didn't have a name, but the scenery was extremely beautiful.
Under the night light, the lakeside wasn't very dark. There was a slight mist coming from the lakeside.
In the mist, a flute could be seen beneath the willow tree. A very beautiful man with a slim figure and an exquisite face. His eyebrows were like a painting, just like a woman — this was the crown prince of the Wei Kingdom.
After a day of fierce fighting, they were prepared. Under such beautiful scenery, the towers of Wei State gradually relaxed. They even played their flute, filling the entire area with a sense of poetry.
In the flute music, someone trod on the night light to come here, as if because he heard the flute playing partridge, it was extremely pleasant to listen to, and he could not help but sing along with the flute sound: "Sick to know the deep spring affairs, the flowing warbler calls out the heart. Tung Shu willow leaves three inches away. The golden threads of Liu Yin could be found. Lianlian pavilion embroidery, to Yun Cen. He was too lazy to do anything. The cold is still at the bottom of her green dress, and her bones are still weak. "
This scene would have been perfect for a woman, but unfortunately, when the crown prince of Wei looked over, the person who came wasn't a woman.
This person made the Prince of Wei's hair stand on end, and his nerves were taut: a man in green clothes. He was not tall, but he was not short either.
The man in green wore a pair of ugly black iron gloves. In his hand was a black sword. No matter if it was the gloves or the sword, it was hard to give. However, the color of the sword made one's hair stand.