His face was full of astonishment, he was stunned, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the forest next to him.

The smell of blood is stronger.

There are bodies there too!

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his face began to turn pale, and he ran over in a hurry.

There was also a body lying on the ground outside the woods.

His chest was sunken, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of fear...

Still not that kid!

His legs began to weaken, he raised his head and looked deep into the woods.

Several more corpses appeared in the forest...

His face instantly turned pale, his heart was frightened, and his whole body was trembling, as if he had thought of something terrible.

"Are you looking for me?"

At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded behind him, like thunder, which frightened him suddenly and turned around!

It's still the familiar pretty face.

It's just that the inferiority, cowardice, and submissiveness that used to appear on this face have disappeared, replaced by a terrifying calmness.

As calm as the deep sea.

Wang Pu's teeth chattered and his face turned pale. He forced an ugly smile and stammered: "Third... Third Young Master, you... why are you here?"

Luo Qingzhou stared into his eyes, the expression on his face was terrifyingly calm: "You have a dagger in your hand, do you want to kill me?"

Wang Pu's hands shrunk in his sleeves suddenly trembled, and then a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly let out a hoarse roar from his throat. Like a desperate beast, the dagger in his sleeves pierced his chest fiercely!

"Go to hell——"

But as soon as the sharp dagger reached his chest, two fingers pinched the tip.

No matter how hard he roared, he couldn't make an inch, as if he had pierced into a piece of hard fine iron!

Wang Pu suddenly raised his head and looked at the skinny young man in front of him, with a look of disbelief on his face: "You...you are..."

"Bang!"

Luo Qingzhou punched him in the chest.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound.

Wang Pu fell to the ground, his chest was sunken, his ribs were broken, and a large amount of blood poured out of his throat, instantly occupying his mouth and nose.

His eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he raised his fingers with difficulty, as if he wanted to speak, but blood kept pouring from his mouth and nose.

"I am a scholar...didn't you already know that?"

After Luo Qingzhou finished speaking, he stepped on his sunken chest with one foot. Without waiting for him to make any sound, he exerted force and crushed his heart with a "pop" sound.

Immediately, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

The mountain wind blows by, and the clothes are fluttering.

Wang Pu widened his eyes, tilted his head, and looked at his tall back with blood in his eyes, gradually going away...

"Book...scholar..."

Blood spurted out of his throat, and he let out his last desperate sound.
Chapter completed!