The guests smelled the strong smell of blood and the pungent and sour smell, of course they couldn't swallow it, but they didn't dare to get angry at Jiang Luo, so they had to slap the table and demonstrate to the accountant.

Jiang Luo threw the bone shelf into the storage space, and then divided the work and cooperated with Xue Ning to clean up the blood on the upper floor and the other to be responsible for the downstairs.

He has no intention of killing people, but in places where there is no legal constraint or moral norms, he is merciful and ruthless, but he is afraid that he will not survive tomorrow. Moreover, this is completely caused by the hook man.

Chu Yunyan had just woken up when he fell asleep, leaning against the carved wooden door, and smiled and said, "Jiang Luo, you are mature."

Jiang Luo wiped the last trace of blood and looked up and chuckled, "Sister Yun, it was a bit noisy just now, so I didn't disturb you to rest."

"No, I have a good rest. After dinner, I will take you around the town." Chu Yunyan closed the door again and went back to the house to dress up.

Jiang Luo went downstairs with a dot and a bucket. As soon as he walked to the kitchen door, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, as if spiritual power was surging. When he turned around, he saw Di Guiyuan standing one meter behind him, with his hands wrapped around his chest and the Vajra's eyes angrily.

"Boy, did you kill Yang Sangou?" Di Guiyuan asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Luo was slightly stunned and said, "From yesterday to now, I have only killed one person by chance. I don't know what his name is."

"Hehe, he is Yang Sangou," Di Guiyuan sneered.

Xue Ning also finished the work. Seeing that the visitor was not kind, he was worried and gritted his teeth and said, "I have a share too. Don't hold him alone."

Jiang Luo looked at Xue Ning gratefully, saying that this guy is loyal enough.

"I'm not trying to avenge Yang Sangou, what's wrong with you here?" Di Guiyuan glanced at Xue Ning, then looked at Jiang Luo with a bright look.

"Boy, I know that Yunmei likes you, but I can't stand the sand in my eyes. If you are a man, you will fight to the death with me."

Jiang Luo weighed it in his heart. Judging from his breath, Di Guiyuan was several times stronger than the five provocationists in the morning, and his cultivation level was likely to reach the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Although he has the power of inheritance to protect his body and has a bunch of nano weapons, if he really starts, his vitality will definitely be severely damaged. He will set out tomorrow. The competition is not a wise move now.

"Mr. Di, you really misunderstood. Sister Yun and I are innocent and she treats me completely as my younger brother.

What's more, it's time to set out now, and it's not good for us to take action at this time. Why don't we compete fairly after we come back?"

Jiang Luo tried to say as kindly as possible, hoping to persuade Di Guiyuan, and hope that Chu Yunyan could come forward as soon as possible to clarify the misunderstanding.

"Stop talking nonsense, you can't help but compare." Di Guiyuan stretched out his body, and his right hand slashed in the air, and he had an extra spiritual sword in his hand.

A shocking blood line was engraved on the blade of the snow-bright sword. Two pieces of turquoise of the same size were led at the hilt of the sword. When the sword body moved slightly, complex talismans flashed on the turquoise. When you looked closely, it turned out to be the orthodox soul-destroying talisman.

Jiang Luo wiped the ground with his feet, and suddenly slid back two meters, avoiding the rushing sword energy, staring at the bloodline, and murmured: "Bloody Sword?"

"boom……"

The powerful sword energy did not hit Jiang Luo, but instead shattered the bottles and jars behind the counter. The accountant's figure trembled, and he immediately grabbed the table and snorted coldly with a face of concealment: "You want to go outside to duel, don't dirty my place."

"Jiang Luo killed someone just now, why didn't you stop him?" Di Guiyuan looked angry, his spiritual sword hanging in the air, not moving forward, and he was clearly afraid of the accountant.

The accountant raised his neck and snorted coldly: "There was a reason just now, and Jiang Luo was forced to kill someone. Now you two are standing here forever, and you have time to get out and fight.

Di Guiyuan, if it weren't for the sake of your old man, I would have driven you out."

When Di Guiyuan heard his father's name, he changed his color in shock. He pointed at Jiang Luo and shouted: "It is not appropriate to destroy other people's property. Let's go outside to fight."

Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes and smiled. The other party clearly admitted his conscience and wanted to be the master in front of him. It was so naive.

Xue Ning threw away the mop, rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "There is no need to fight for life and death in duels. Why don't we change the gameplay and compare who is faster?"

Di Guiyuan said disdainfully: "I'm duel with him, why are you fucking?"

"I am his subordinate, a defeated general. If you can't even win me, you are not qualified to duel with him," Xue Ning said with reasonable grounds.

Jiang Luo had a sudden inspiration and felt that this idea was awesome. At least he could determine whether Xue Ning's superpowers could be taken in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

"The rules are very simple. Xue Ning escapes, you chase after you, 11 noon

Before you click, if you catch up, you will win. If you can’t catch up, you will admit defeat. Be more conscious in the future and don’t cause trouble for us.”

Jiang Luo's eyes changed and he said in a lengthened voice: "But if you catch Xue Ning, don't follow the rules, and punch and kick him, you can..."

"Hmph, I'm not a coward who is untrustworthy, and I have no grudge against him, so is it necessary?" Di Guiyuan roared.

"Okay, I believe in your character, start now," Jiang Luo shouted.

Before he finished speaking, Xue Ning jumped out of the door and turned into a blurry shadow, jumping around the street, left and right, up and down.

Di Guiyuan had no time to think deeply, jumped into the air, and at the same time activated his spiritual consciousness, firmly locked Xue Ning's figure, and chased him calmly.

Unfortunately, he soon became disorganized. Although he kept locking in the target, he seemed to be within reach, but in fact he couldn't catch up with him, and was so anxious that he could not catch up.

Jiang Luo sat at the table and ordered a pot of tea, a plate of peanuts, and two dishes of side dishes. While eating, he used his spiritual sense to scan Xue Ning's situation. Fortunately, Xue Ning was fast enough, and he felt a little relieved.

Twenty minutes later, Chu Yunyan changed into a relatively conservative chiffon white dress, floated to Jiang Luo, and smiled and said, "There are many fun places in Baqing Town, I'll take you around."

Jiang Luo said lukewarmly: "Sorry, my friend duels me, the outcome is unpredictable, and I am not in the mood to go shopping."

Chu Yunyan asked, "Did you blame me for not stopping Di Guiyuan's stupid melon?"

"No, you have no obligation to help us." Jiang Luo acted calmly, but in fact he really blamed Chu Yunyan for this bad beauty.

"It's really a matter of life and death. My sister won't ignore you. Since you don't want to go shopping, let's sit here," Chu Yunyan said indifferently.

The two sat opposite each other and looked at each other speechlessly.

A group of customers came to the store to look around, and they all wanted to know which one was faster, Xue Ning or Di Guiyuan.

The accountant sat on the bench, plucking the abacus, humming a small song, and squinting his eyes and looking out the door, looking very comfortable.

"Sister Yun, who is the accountant?" Jiang Luo asked curiously after drinking the tea.

Chu Yunyan pointed to the roof, "Mr. He was a banished immortal. Of course, ordinary people dare not act rashly in front of him."
Chapter completed!