Chapter 650: The Source of Drift

East of Hengyang City. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is already the farthest place in Hengyang City away from the right and wrong place of the Luo family in the west of the city.

Hengyang City is not big, it is not too small, living in the east of the city, there is something in the west of the city on the diagonal side, which is basically inaudible.

But even so, at this moment, it will just be the sunset, and in the past, it is the time when the smoke of the cooking in every household is everywhere, and it is very lively.

However, the eastern part of the city was silent, as if a huge Hengyang City had suddenly become a dead city, and the people in the city had suddenly evaporated.

Except for an ordinary house, a bean-sized candle flame swayed, and from the outside, the shadows of the people in the house were stretched out, and they were like ghosts.

The candle flame flickered because the door of the house was not closed, and when I looked in through the narrow door frame, the shadow was a middle-aged man dressed in white, standing silently.

If you look closely, your white clothes can no longer be considered white, and the clothes are spotted with bloodstains.

There was a faint smell of blood in the room, and at the feet of the man in white, there were two corpses, a man and a woman...... It was the former owner of this house.

For these two corpses, the man in white didn't even look at them, and he was used to the smell of blood, standing in this room, his expression was very blank, as if he was pondering something, and as if he didn't think about anything, just waiting quietly.

Waiting for one, no, four!

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

On the dusk and chaotic streets, four figures shuttled quickly, the first one seemed to be very familiar with the terrain, and didn't even think about it, as if he was just speeding through the streets and alleys with his body's instinctive reaction, while the last one was very cautious, while following the people in front of him was running more than once, and at the same time he was frequently turning back, beware of possible tracking.

But his movements were somewhat redundant, and there was not even half a figure on the street at the moment, and the speed of the person running in front of him had slowly slowed down a lot, and it seemed that the destination was near.

Smack!

The wooden door sounded softly, and in the room where the white-clothed man who had been standing quietly was located, there were suddenly four more figures dressed in ordinary clothes and carrying long swords.

"Lord!"

The four of them lowered their heads, and they didn't know who it was, and only a respectful voice sounded in the room.

The lord, dressed in white, this middle-aged man standing quietly is the one who has claimed to have died in battle - Bai Zhentian!

"How's it going?"

There is no doubt that Bai Zhentian has been waiting for these four people, but when these four people appeared, he also showed a little urgency, and his voice was very slow, as if he had not yet pulled back his distant thoughts.

After hearing Bai Zhentian's question, the four of them trembled obviously, and their heads were buried even lower, and they also didn't know who one of them replied to Bai Zhentian:

"Returning to the Lord is acting according to the plan, and in terms of strategy alone, it can be regarded as a great success. ”

This sentence is a bit long, so it is a little strange.

Obviously, this room is not big, and these four people are also motionless and half-knelt on the ground with their heads lowered to face Bai Zhentian, but the voice sounded like a strong sense of drift.

If Jian Chen or An An and the others were here, they would be able to hear that this fluttering voice was the disciple of the Sifang Pavilion who was constantly provoking with words in the front yard of the Luo family, so that the Broken Sword Alliance would finally start a big battle with Jian Chen!

"Counting?"

Bai Zhentian's eyes slowly became bright, he lowered his head slightly, his gaze fell on the four people, and there was already a trace of coldness flowing in his flat tone.

The bodies of the four people trembled again, and suddenly raised their heads at the same time, with fear and fear on their faces, but at this time, it was seen that these four people, these four faces, were exactly the same!

The four of them turned out to be rare quadruplets brothers.

"Forgive me!"

The lips moved in unison on the faces of the four faces, even with the same frightened expressions.

Obviously, the four of them seem to be talking, but they ...... There was still only one voice echoing in the room!

"Originally, everything went well, and the four disciples successfully provoked a big battle between the Broken Sword Alliance and Jian Chen, but who knows...... Who knows, Jian Chen's martial arts are so high that one person alone against hundreds of people, without killing a single person, subdued the Broken Sword Alliance!"

Feeling Bai Zhentian's breath slowly becoming cold, the four of them did not dare to slack off, and even told him what had happened in the front yard of the Luo family one by one.

At this time, it can be seen that although the four of them are all talking, it is actually in a completely disordered order, a word pops out of everyone's mouth, and the final sentence is completed by the four people together.

It turns out that the sense of wandering comes from this.

The four of them are worthy of being quadruplets of the same mother, and the way they speak in this way does not make people feel stiff, and even the intonation turns and so on sound like a subdued tone, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you won't think that these words are from the mouths of the four people.

What's even more surprising is that there are no specific rules and orders for who should say each word between these four people, but no matter what they say, each word always only makes one sound, and there is no thing where the four people do not cooperate well and rush to say the same word at the same time.

Bai Zhentian was not surprised by the way the four of them spoke, on the contrary, it was because of this that the four of them had this ability, so that they could better hide their bodies in crowded places, and people couldn't grasp the source of the sound.

Imagine, the four of them stood in the four corners of the courtyard, and every time they said a word, the voice sounded from all directions, and the people who were in it would only think that the person who spoke was too good at light skills, or that the hidden skills were too high, and all they were thinking about was how to grasp the true body of the person who spoke.

Who would have thought that wherever the voices came from all directions, there was a real body?

"In other words, after the Qingshou Ghost King left, no one died in the front yard of the Luo family?"

After Bai Zhentian listened to what the four of them said, a cold flash had already flashed on his calm face, but on the contrary, the temperature in the room was rising rapidly.

Boom!

The four of them were so frightened that their faces were colorless, and they buried their raised heads again, this time with great force, and the four heads hit the ground at the same time, and even the sound of kowtowing sounded like there was only one.

"Forgive me!"

The four of them kowtowed like pounding garlic, only two or three times, and their heads were already green and broken, which showed the fierceness of the force and the fear in their hearts.

Bai Zhentian looked at the four people coldly, and he didn't say anything or stop them, for a long time, until the four people had blood on their foreheads and saw that they couldn't hold on, they suddenly sighed and said quietly:

"Lord Hidden Soul, this should be the next thing to ...... How?"

At his feet, among the two corpses, a man and a woman, the male one suddenly moved. (To be continued.) )