The wooden door that was locked from the inside, tilted back and forth in the impact, it seemed that it had been reinforced by the Yu brothers, and it was still quite strong now.

As soon as the duel covered the underground passage and restored the wine jar and the hexagonal lotus mechanism to its original state, the door latch that was tightly inserted made a loose "squeak" sound, and the door was knocked open a gap.

Steward Ji's ghostly eyes poked in along the crack in the door, and Lian Du hurriedly blew out the candles, Steward Ji rushed into the dark, and suddenly held his throat, and said in a low voice: "Liandu, let's go! The Yan Demon Clan has sneaked in and is searching for people all over the world!"

Lian Du hurriedly retreated out of the inn, locked the door, and asked: "Longdu has rules, and those who enter are not allowed to bring soldiers?"

"Hey, someone assassinated Pan Hong under the nose of Zijiacheng, can Pan Hong give up?" Steward Ji vigilantly patrolled the empty streets, the wind blowing willow shadows, and the wind was loud.

Steward Ji's nails were almost stuck in the flesh, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I have heard, Panhong was assassinated, you can't get out of it, if it weren't for the master forcing me to answer you, I wouldn't have been in this troubled water, you are pinching the lifeblood of the three states in your hands, but you are not pinching my old Ji——"

"The lifeblood of the three states!, are the things in the Snow Jade Golden Dragon Shrine really so important?" asked Lian Jie.

Lao Ji realized that he was speechless, and his speech stopped abruptly, and he looked around with a low body, dragging Lian Duan to the winding alley connected to the back street.

In the silence, Lian Duel really heard the sound of treacherous soldiers rushing not far away, and took advantage of the cover of the night, and the ink-stained fire demon fanatic was even more hidden and invisible.

Seeing that Lian Du was still curious to look at, Lao Ji pushed and grabbed the sword of Lian Duel, and flew all the way towards the head of Helian Mountain Villa without looking back, as soon as he jumped up, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, the fire demon disciples who were secretly patrolling on all sides immediately gathered, and they all rose into the air to follow the two closer and closer!

Lian Duel drank the soul control spell in his mouth, and the soul silver sword soul gathered stars and held it in his hand, Steward Ji pressed the sword head violently, and said in a low voice: "Little ancestor, don't make trouble, it's okay to let them follow!"

The hundred-acre manor under the darkness gradually came into view, and the two stopped sharply at the door of Helian Manor, and Lao Ji lit the white phosphorus lantern and pushed the door in.

Lian Duel understood what Lao Ji meant, and did not close the door after dodging in the door, looking at the boundless sea of Ling Tu flowers on both sides of the path, the shadows floated like ghosts in the moonlight, emitting a bloody fragrance.

Lian Duel and Steward Ji didn't say a word, just buried their heads and walked forward, when they suddenly heard the flame demon disciples chasing behind them "swish" to the ground, and dark arrows poured into the gate like a salvo!

At this moment, Lian Jue heard a terrifying scream, which was like a terrible scream from the cold hairy eyes!

But this voice was not coming from the flame demon disciples at all, but the sound of Ling Di who was about to pounce on him like a ghost, stretching out their ligament-like whiskers, wrapping people around their waists and tightening their internal organs and ravaging them to death!

Hearing only a few "pops", there was a light and crisp sound behind him, Lian Jue couldn't help but look back, and his face immediately turned pale - I saw that the Flame Demon disciples who had strayed into the sea of Ling Di flowers were squeezed out alive and full of blood, and the huge suction cups like Ling Tuhua's grimaces completely stuck the mouths of the Yan Demon disciples, sucking them all over their bodies until there was not a drop of bile left.

In the end, the disciple's paper-like dried corpse fell under Ling Di's rhizome, and was trampled into dust by the figure-like Ling Di in an instant, and the flame demon disciples who went forward and succeeded immediately became the best nourishment to feed Ling Tuhua, and streams of fresh blood with an even more foul smell came to their noses, and Lian Duel and Lao Ji Sa's legs rushed to the depths of the manor.

As far as the eye can see, Helian Manor is dark, in order to conform to the growth law of the medicine field, after nightfall, Helian Manor rarely lights up, Steward Ji took Lian Du through the tortuous and deep rockery courtyard, and walked along the gurgling stream to the Jingshe.

Steward Ji exhaled with palpitations and said, "The master has something to do tonight, I can't see you, and I will take you over tomorrow when the master is free." ”

Lian Du listened, while looking at the end of the wisteria corridor with rich leaves, the exquisite corridor at the end of the corridor is the place where Lord Helian usually lives and entertains.

Lian Du recognized that the lit house was the meeting place of Master Helian, could it be that someone came to visit late at night? Thinking of the scene of the conspiracy between Panhong and Zi Xiao under the lamp last night, Lian Duel's heart suddenly mentioned, and he suddenly stopped, wanting to get closer to find out.

Steward Ji walked in front, and suddenly heard that his footsteps were getting lighter behind him, so he hurriedly turned around and grabbed Lian Duel's clothes, and reprimanded in a low voice: "What are you running around?"

"It's safe now, it's okay to take a stroll, right?" Lian Jue winked at Steward Ji lightly.

"No! Don't go anywhere!" Steward Ji kept a straight face, simply pulled the sleeves of the duel, and dragged him all the way to the house.

He couldn't even shake off the gummy candy that saw the housekeeper this season, so he simply went to bed in front of him, and after a moment after the housekeeper left Ji, Lian Duan quietly got up and turned back to the corridor where Master Helian was.

Lian Duel walked lightly through the corridor decorated with wisteria flower balls, and the closer he got to Master Helian's hospitality room, the silhouette of the human figure became more and more obvious under the shadow of the candle, and whispered secret talk came from within......

Lian Du looked around, felt that it was better to go to the room to peep, and was about to start jumping, the wooden door of the reception room suddenly "squeak-" pushed open, Lian Du couldn't avoid it, and suddenly jumped into the middle of the wisteria stems and vines in the corridor, so that the finger-sized buds fell to the ground like snowflakes.

At this moment, several veiled figures burst out, and the voice of one of the men came from the veil: "What a voice!"

Master Helian followed behind him to see off the guests, and when he heard this, he hurriedly said, "I'll take a look!"

"No need. In the crowd, a particularly ethereal and beautiful girl's voice suddenly sounded: "Maybe there is a cat, Master Helian, I will wait and leave." ”

The veil covered the head and face of the talking girl, only to show that her figure became more and more delicate in the shadow of the candle, and Lian Du was stunned, this familiar voice was like a wave of electricity, invading Lian Duel's nerves, Lian Du hurriedly grabbed the vines, beware of falling from the corridor.

Master Helian watched the five veiled men slowly disappear in the darkness, and his expression was solemn with his white beard, wanting to express the depression in his heart in the night breeze.

Master Helian also turned around and walked towards the bedroom, and the candlelight flickered slightly and went out.

Immediately, Liandu's cheetah-like agile limbs stretched out and landed steadily on the ground, his slightly flashing pupils stared at the darkness after the figure disappeared, and wondered in his heart: "How could Yu Yan appear here, could it be that these people are from the Night Spirit Clan!"

By the faint moonlight flowing on the bluestone path, he stepped on the thick moss, walked slowly along the bank of the stream to the house, and the night breeze was faintly watery.

Lian Du simply leaned down by the stream, picked up some ice water and slapped it on his forehead, and the figure of Fang Cai Yu Yan in his mind was blurred a lot.