Chapter 860 Conspiracy 3

This man felt the threat of death here, like a bone-rotting poison, climbing up his spine and making his whole body cold. 』  Liewen.comΔ

He trembled twice and whispered: "Then, I'm afraid we have to start with Yuan Qinglian."

"Oh?"

"Luo Yishan dotes on Yuan Qinglian very much, and even regards her as more important than his own life. Only when Yuan Qinglian and 6 Jiuque are fighting to the death, Luo Yishan will fight to the death with 6 Jiuque. But... we don't think we need to do anything, because Yuan Qinglian wants 6 Jiuque to die."

"Hehe..." The man's slender fingers covered his lips, gently stroking the soft lips, obviously without a trace of blood, but with a beautiful voice.

"Yuan Qinglian... I know." The man said, while standing up coldly, took two steps forward, and suddenly said, "Do you know the coordinates of the Douhun Sect?"

"Ah?" The man paused and immediately reported the coordinates, but saw the man slowly stretched out his hand.

The slender fingers gently grasped and suddenly pulled.

"Shhhh——"

A deep crack, as terrifying as a prehistoric beast.

"Remember, I will... win the game tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, the man smiled and stepped into the crack, like a stone falling into a deep pool, stirring up circles of ripples.

After the man's figure disappeared, the crack healed little by little and disappeared.

As soon as the man left, the man's tense nerves relaxed, and he lay on the ground with a "bang". Only then did he feel pain all over his body.

Especially his abdomen, it was as if there was a flame burning, burning all his internal organs.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

He cursed several times in succession, and the belated fear surrounded him like a flood.

But before he had time to rejoice, the space around him twisted again, and the devil came back, but this time, he held a hand in his hand.

Yes, holding a hand in his hand.

A bloody hand.

From the bones of the hand, it can be seen that this is a woman's hand.

The bones are even, soft and delicate.

The man's eyes shrank sharply, and he finally stopped his fear and gritted his teeth and said, "This... Sir, this is."

"Use this thing to lure Luo Yishan out and cripple him."

"What?"

The man couldn't believe his ears, as if the man was not talking about a person, but a beast.

"Don't you understand what I said?"

"No, no..."

Then, the man threw another jade bottle to the man.

"After crippling him, give this bottle of elixir to Luo Yishan and tell him that this bottle of elixir can restore him to his original state."

"Yes..."

"Don't mess this up, unless you want to receive your wife's beautiful and delicate skin as a gift."

"The slave will definitely live up to your expectations!"

...

After waiting for a long time without hearing the man's reply, the man looked up and found that the man had disappeared.

All that was left was the bloody hand and his anger and fear.

There were gusts of wind passing by the door. The man was silent for a moment, then he slowly got up, tidied his robes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then opened the door and walked out.

The disciple outside the door woke up suddenly when he saw everyone, and stood up suddenly and said: "Sorry, Peak Master, disciple... I don't know what happened just now, I suddenly fell asleep."