Chapter 162: Murderous Intentions

The Buddha said: "A" means "nothing", and "bi" means "between". It means no time, no space, and the realm of infinite karma retribution. This is the Avici Hell.

Does the Avici Hell really exist in the underworld? What is the world like after death?

Wang Yao didn't know.

He only knew that he had died once!
When the sky in the distance began to turn pale, Wang Yao was awakened by a faint smell of blood. Having been in the canyon battlefield for a long time, he had an extremely keen reaction to the smell of blood, but after waking up, the scene that came into his eyes made him stunned for three seconds.

I saw that the snow-white bedding covering my body had been stained with a pool of blood, which was shocking!
At that moment, Wang Yao almost reflexively activated Flash and fled to the corner. At the same time, with a clang, he pulled out the Infinity Blade hanging on the wall and surrounded the room as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

The bedroom was familiar in layout, but he was the only one there.

Wang Yao calmed down and noticed that the bloodstains on the bedding had dried up long ago. More importantly, he was shocked to find that the golden and blue resurrection armor he was wearing seemed to have faded, and the whole piece turned into a cooled gray!
Taking a look at the fatal sword mark on his heart, Wang Yao was filled with both shock and anger.

Someone wants to kill him to silence him!
It's all just such a coincidence.

Ever since that time when he knocked on Luna's door in the middle of the night and was almost blown away by a landmine thrown by Huang Zhong, Wang Yao has developed the habit of wearing resurrection armor even at home. Although as time goes by and they understand each other, Huang Zhong no longer lays landmines everywhere like a hen laying eggs, but this habit has been retained by Wang Yao until today.
Wang Yao, leaning on the Infinity Blade, sat back on the bed tremblingly. Only then did cold sweat break out.

Based on the degree of drying of the blood, Wang Yao roughly calculated that in the middle of the night, someone sneaked into his room quietly and stabbed his heart with a sharp knife!

If it weren't for this resurrection armor, when Luna woke up later, she would see her own cold corpse.
Thinking of this, a fire of rage suddenly rose up in the depths of his heart, causing Wang Yao's delicate face with soft lines to distort, and he exuded a bloodthirsty, cold and violent aura.

who is it? !
Is that the unidentified Cao Cao’s accomplice?

It's totally impossible and doesn't make sense.

Then, there is only that person.
With a "pop!" sound, the tip of the Infinity Blade that Wang Yao was holding beside him pierced deeply into the floor.

Zhang Shao!!
Thinking of the sinister villain with a voice as shrill as a woman's, Wang Yao unconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, and his black eyes became even colder.

Wang Yao is not a fool, on the contrary, he has a sharp mind.

Although his heart was already filled with anger at this time, unlike others who easily lose their reason when angry, the angrier Wang Yao was, the clearer and calmer his thoughts became.

The reason why he was so sure that this matter was related to Zhang Shao was actually very simple. He just had to start from the motive.

In psychology, motivation is considered to involve the initiation, direction, intensity and persistence of behavior. In other words, looking at the entire Jingzhou, only Zhang Shao has the motivation to kill him!

In fact, Wang Yao did not want to make things too awkward with Zhang Shao. After all, he was the son of an official. Sometimes, it is better to take a step back and have a broader view than to make more trouble. So even though Zhang Shao had played a shady trick and sent two super soldiers to block him in the bottom lane, he endured it afterwards.

Since returning from the canyon, Wang Yao has not seen Zhang Shao for a month. Even when he went to the bottom lane to issue military orders yesterday, he did not see Zhang Shao. Wang Yao originally thought that the entanglement with Zhang Shao would eventually disappear with time.
But the fact proves that the only people you can never offend are villains.

(Haha, OK, if you want to play with your life, I will accompany you!)
A cold smile, like the grin of a wolf, slowly appeared at the corner of Wang Yao's mouth.

"Ayao, Ayao? What's wrong with you?"

Just as Wang Yao lowered his head and uttered a meaningful and creepy sneer, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded in front of him. Wang Yao, who was sitting at the head of the bed, raised his head coldly, and what came into his sight was a pair of clear and beautiful eyes like the starry sky.

At some point, Luna squatted in front of him, holding Wang Yao's knees, looking at him with a worried and frightened face.
In the girl's clear eyes, Wang Yao saw his own hideous and unfamiliar face.

Wang Yao was stunned, as if he had just woken up from a dream. The cold and violent aura that had been lingering around his body began to recede like the tide and was buried deep in his heart.

"Are you up?" Wang Yao smiled and touched the head of the girl squatting beside his knees. At the same time, he reached behind his back unnoticeably and folded up the bloodstained side of the quilt to hide it.

Luna stared blankly at Wang Yao, who had become gentle again. The worry in her eyes not only did not diminish, but became even more intense.

Wang Yao reached out his hand, supported the girl's soft and warm body and slowly leaned towards him, and hugged the only girl he cared about tightly: "I'm fine, nothing's wrong."

Maybe because she had just woken up, the girl's hair was not tied up and just hung down messily. Wang Yao buried his face deeply in the girl's fragrant and soft neck, feeling the softness of her hair and the familiar and charming faint body fragrance.

The violent thoughts gradually calmed down.

Luna just let Wang Yao hold her in his arms. Under her long eyelashes, her clear eyes were filled with a hint of confusion.
Just when she was still asleep, she was suddenly awakened by a sharp murderous aura. The murderous aura was so real, just like when she met an enemy hero in the canyon battlefield!
Later, when she realized that the murderous aura was clearly in Wang Yao's room next door, she rushed over without thinking, but was shocked to see Wang Yao sitting alone at the head of the bed, leaning on a sword with one hand. The familiar face that was always gentle on weekdays was now filled with ferocious hostility, so strange.
She leaned her face against his strong chest with a slightly melancholy look on her face, and didn't speak for a long time.

Although she didn't know what happened, even she, who was always slow-witted, began to feel that under the baptism of war, this always gentle soldier seemed to have changed imperceptibly.
Wang Yao was unaware of the inner worries of the girl in his arms. He let her go after a while, and said with a half-smile as he looked at the girl's flawless face: "Okay, go change your pajamas. I can't stand you like this."

Wang Yao really couldn't stand it anymore.

Perhaps it was a sudden incident, and Luna rushed directly into his room. At this time, the girl's body was as soft as silk, and she seemed to be wearing only a thin nightgown.
As for Luna, after she raised her head and glanced at Wang Yao with a strange expression, she was stunned for a moment, but soon she noticed that there was a hint of suppressed burning in Wang Yao's black eyes.

The girl, who realized what was happening belatedly, had a flawless face that suddenly turned red with shyness. Her beauty was pure and charming, with a hint of breathtaking charm.

"I, I'm going to change my clothes!" Luna ran out of the room as if she was escaping from panic. At the end, she screamed "Ah" and then fell silent.

Wang Yao, who was sitting at the head of the bed, smiled and shook his head, as if he was still unsatisfied and seemed to be keeping it a secret.

He didn't say anything after all. They were going to enter the canyon battlefield tomorrow, and he didn't want to distract Luna because of this matter. The girl was already nervous enough.
Afterwards, Wang Yao made the bed, cleaned up all the bloodstains, and left the room. However, as soon as he walked out the door, he was stunned.

Outside the corridor, Huang Zhong was standing alone against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, seemingly waiting for him.

"Uncle, good morning." Wang Yao smiled guiltily, wondering if Luna's scream just now was because she ran into Huang Zhong?

Huang Zhong turned his head and stared at Wang Yao, then his eyes fell on the resurrection armor on Wang Yao: "What's wrong with the clothes?"

"Hey, what else can I do? The unscrupulous merchants cut corners. Look, the clothes have faded after just two days of wearing them." Wang Yao pretended to be helpless, then looked out the window at the sky and said, "It's getting late. I'm going to make breakfast."

After saying this, he walked around Huang Zhong and went downstairs in a natural manner.

Behind him, Huang Zhong silently watched Wang Yao walk down the stairs until he disappeared. His gray and white sword-like eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

(End of this chapter)