Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 192 - 192 132 Possible2

Chapter 192: Chapter 132 Possible_2 Chapter 192: Chapter 132 Possible_2 In a brief mont of confusion, Su Mo suddenly thought of sothing, and reached out to grab the person again, but saw a shade of azure-purple flashing across his face.

His cheeks ballooned…

Su Mo’s eyes twitched, and he imdiately withdrew, creating a distance of over ten yards in an instant.

He saw a puff of purple gas being expelled by the person, and had Su Mo not retreated in ti, it would have covered his face completely.

At this mont, the purple gas gradually dissipated in the air.

And the middle-aged man had already ceased breathing.

“This…”

Su Mo approached the man again and examined him briefly, but frowned, “Sothing’s not right.”

No matter who this middle-aged man is or what his purpose was for wanting the Mandarin Duck List.

If it was just involving himself, Su Mo hadn’t yet made a deadly move; there was no reason for him to commit suicide.

“If he had to die, it must be because he had reasons he could not avoid.

“Behind this man, there must be so Xuanji.”

Su Mo shook his head, searching the man’s body.

This person didn’t carry much—several small dicine bottles without labels; it seed he distinguished them by color alone.

Apart from that, he carried several taels of silver.

Su Mo didn’t hesitate to take them.

There was nothing else—no letters, no tokens or anything that could help trace his origins.

Su Mo sighed, took another look at the middle-aged man, and recalled the martial arts he had used, but found none that matched anyone he rembered.

After delivering another palm strike to the man’s forehead, Su Mo finally turned and left.

Just as he was about to step away, he suddenly turned back to look at the middle-aged man once more.

“No na, skilled in martial arts, it feels familiar as if I’ve seen this scene before.”

Yet after thinking it over carefully, he couldn’t find any clues, sighed, and stopped thinking about it; in a flash, he had followed the direction where the escort agency’s convoy had departed.

Two hours after Su Mo had left,

Two people appeared next to the motionless body.

A young girl crouched on the ground, examining the completely frozen corpse, then turned around and said, “He… he’s dead…”

Her voice was timid, seemingly fearful of everything around her.

Yet she forced herself not to let this fear show.

Behind her stood an old man.

Li Siyun!

“Lord Su, the Chief of the Escort, is really not soone easy to deceive, to have a husband like Yang Xiaoyun is truly enviable.”

Li Siyun softly exhaled, gazing in the direction Su Mo had left: “They missed their chance this ti; he’s dead, next ti they miss, they may wish to die but won’t be able to.”

Having said that, the old man’s lips curved slightly, then turned to look at the girl Wan’er.

He sighed, “When we reach Luoxia City, I’ll find a good family for you.”

“Eh?”

Wan’er was startled and hurriedly protested: “You… you don’t want anymore?”

“The roads of Jianghu are too perilous, you’ve suffered a lot following all this way; continuing this way, you won’t last.”

After saying that, Li Siyun took out a small bottle from his bosom, opened it, and the liquid flowing out was directly sprinkled on the corpse.

In a mont, the corpse was corroded by the liquid and dissolved into water.

“This test was the limit, next ti without full assurance, they won’t dare to make a move. Let’s go, Wan’er, I’ll take you to Luoxia City. No matter what, I’ll make sure you’re settled first.”

He grabbed the terrified Wan’er by her hand, a flick of his toe, and swiftly left with the girl.

And his feet, stepping on the snowy ground, left not a single trace.

…

…

Su Mo caught up with the escort’s people by midnight.

Inside the inn, Su Mo, now in his own clothes, sat across from Yang Xiaoyun.

He detailed everything that had happened during the day.

“The Mandarin Duck List obviously has major issues.”

Yang Xiaoyun’s brows were furrowed: “But… I’ve never heard any clues about this list in Jianghu, who would kill for it?”

Su Mo gently shook his head: “That’s what I want to know.”

He glanced at the bundle taken from the banyan tree, placed on the table.

“Sobody had hired that thief to steal the Mandarin Duck List, and even coated the silver with poison; it was clearly to kill and silence.

“After being defeated by , he didn’t think twice before taking the poison to commit suicide.

“If it were just a matter of his own, he wouldn’t need to go to such lengths.

“Therefore, it shows that there is another power behind this man, forcing him into a situation where he had to die.”

Yang Xiaoyun nodded: “Shall we ask that thief again?”

“Whatever he knows would probably be very limited.”

Su Mo sighed: “After all, he was just a pawn used by others to steal the Mandarin Duck List.”

Yang Xiaoyun agreed but picked up the scroll of the Mandarin Duck List from the table, flipping through it, then shook her head:

“I know nothing about music, Xiao Mo are you proficient in this area?”

“Ten orifices connecting nine…”

“…”

Yang Xiaoyun gave Su Mo a reproachful look: “What ti is it, and you’re still making such nonchalant remarks?”