Since the two of them were fine, Wei Ting and Wei Liulang went to chase after the other two escaping assassins.
Ghostfear looked at Ling Yun coldly. "Why did you kill him?"
Ling Yun threw the blame away. "You killed him. His blood is still dripping on your sword."
Ghostfear said coldly, "He was cleary attacked by you!"
"Isn't that because you're slow?"
Ghostfear flipped the corpse over with his foot and pointed his sword at the throat of the attacker. "Did I cut his throat too?"
This ability to cut someone's throat was not inferior to his Throat-slicing Sword technique.
He knew that this guy was not as simple as he looked.
Ling Yun said calmly, "It's just a mechanism in the carriage."
Ghostfear pointed his sword at Ling Yun. "You did it on purpose. He recognized you and you killed him."
"Unfilial son! What do you want to do to Mr. Zhuge again!"
Wei Xu's furious voice came from the carriage behind.
