The person behind the scenes (1)

"Go to hell!" The shop owner let out a low growl. He took out a handful of white powder from his bosom and threw it at Xia qingchen.

The powder gave off a pungent smell, and it was obvious that it was not a light poisonous mist. Once it touched someone, it could hurt their eyes or kill them.

Xia qingchen raised his right hand expressionlessly. With a light wave of his sleeve, a hurricane rose up from his arm, blowing back all the White powder that was pouncing over.

Ah-

The shop owner was covered in dust. He couldn't help but cover his face and let out a miserable scream.

His face, neck, and the back of his hands, as long as the skin came into contact with the powder, all of them rotted.

After rolling on the ground for a few weeks, the shop owner gradually lost his breath, and only twitched instinctively.

"Master, he's an assassin?" Ling Long suddenly understood and quickly threw away the tea in her mouth, shocked.

Her reaction was slow enough.