Chapter 138.Between Life and Death

At the same time-

Boom!

Sawdust flew everywhere and the door flew upside down. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info two figures rushed into the room. glanced at the corpse and blood stains of the beautiful woman on the ground, and his eyes shrank. Ran to the window, looked down, and saw a person lying on the bluestone brick road downstairs, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Situ Yanran killed Yi Han, chase after him!"

Another said: "You have to tell the door." Yi Han, your cultivation is not much different from mine, even she ......"

"At the foot of the Pure Yang Sect here, we must not let the matter be revealed! She has only been in the house for a month, and she thinks that she killed Yi Han by sneak attack. Her cultivation is no more than the third level of Qi refining, and now she has fallen so high, and her life and death are unknown. Are you afraid?" said the man in black urgently, reflexively rushing down the stairs.

The two hurried downstairs. And the girl who was motionless in the puddle. The eyes are low and deep, and there is a hint of firmness.

The dead air in his eyes was dispelled, Situ Yanran, biting her thin lips, supported the cold blue brick floor, and struggled to get up.

"Li Xianyuan ......"

……

Getting down from the carriage, Li Xianyuan under the steps suddenly felt something, and turned around to look at the southwest.

He was dressed in a green shirt and slightly damp, holding a black and white paper umbrella, standing in front of the steps of the county government, thinking about it in the hazy smoke and rain.

"What's wrong, Brother Li?" asked Xiao Xinrong, who came from behind, strangely.

"It's okay......" Li Xianyuan retracted his gaze and looked at the three of them: "You go back to the mountain gate first, I have something to deal with." ”

The three of them looked at each other, and Yu Deshou asked, "Why don't we accompany you?" ”

"Not necessarily. Li Xianyuan shook his head.

He is so resolute that the three of them are not reluctant. repeatedly told Li Xianyuan to be careful, leave the carriage to him, and the three of them looked for another horse.

Seeing the three of them leave, Li Xianyuan reflexively stepped on the steps.

The official in front of the door blocked him, Li Xianyuan reached into his arms and wanted to take out the jade plate, but then he remembered that there were too many jade cards, and he threw them into the package and stayed in Yangqingfeng.

"Labor and annoyance, Li Xianyuan, the sixth marquis, asked to see. ”

The official was stunned, looked at Li Xianyuan, and hurriedly ran into the county office to report.

After waiting for a short time, there was a lot of footsteps in the door. I saw the magistrate of the official government and the master and others walking out quickly, and when I saw Li Xianyuan, I couldn't help but say, crossed the threshold, lifted the hem, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"The magistrate of Wensheng County, with the master's main book, I have seen Master Li!"

When the officials in the back saw that the old man of Qingtian was kneeling, he was sincerely afraid and knelt down on his knees, not daring to raise his head.

Fortunately, it was deserted in front of the county yamen, and under the drizzle, no one noticed it.

Li Xianyuan had no time to make a false salute and went straight to the point: "Long story short. Lord Zhixian, tired of sending a post letter and Wuhou Xian, wrote to ask Situ Yanran how she is now, and she will come to pick it up in a few ****. ”

After explaining the matter, Li Xianyuan did not stop for a moment, and the magistrate and others turned around and got into the carriage.

"Back to the Wonderful Sound Workshop. ”

Li Xianyuan wanted to find the bustard and ask for details.

Situ Yanran's appearance here is a mystery. Especially when she pretended to be the top brand of Qinglou, she didn't know what to do and what she was for.

The hub ran over the waterlogged bluestone bricks and walked slowly.

Pedestrians are scarce on the road. Or a coat, or an umbrella. The rain was not heavy, but it was sticky. Clean clothes don't take long to get damp.

After half a pillar of incense, arrive at Miaoyin Fang. But for some reason, there was a group of people around the door of Miaoyin Fang, and there were several officials.

Not far from the door, there is a stagnant water, and there is a shocking bloodstain.

Li Xianyuan got out of the carriage and squeezed through the crowd to get in front of the official.

"What happened. He frowned slightly and asked the official.

The official looked at him and saw that although he was unfamiliar, he had an extraordinary bearing, so he hugged his fists and said politely: "A woman just fell from the upper floor. ”

"What kind of woman does she look like?"

An old man on the side said: "Look at her age, she is only thirteen or fourteen years old." The right side of the face is very ...... It's a shame, such a kid. It was as if she was being hunted down. ”

Situ Yanran!

Li Xianyuan's eyes lit up, and his voice carried a bit of eagerness that he didn't even notice.

"Where is she now. ”

"Ran over there. The old man pointed in the direction of the city gate.

Li Xianyuan left the crowd silently, came to the carriage, and ordered the groom to unload the wheels.

The groom was puzzled, but did as he could. Separate the carriage from the horses.

"You go back to the mountain gate first, or go to the government to borrow a horse to pull the carriage back, and say that I let it. ”

After some instructions, Li Xianyuan climbed on the stirrup horse, clamped the horse's belly, kicked the four hooves, and walked away.

……

The drizzle sticks to the fallen leaves, and the sound of salsa is heard from all directions.

The cool breeze was solemn, and Situ Yanran hid behind a tree.

The dress hugs the body and flatters the silhouette. There is no trace of blood on the skin, and the hair is sticky to the forehead.

Situ Yanran's pale lips trembled, and her right arm drooped weakly. The left hand is clenched with a short dagger, and the black eyes are slightly sideways.

Behind the tree he leaned on, more than ten feet away, the two figures became closer and closer.

The shouts spread out through the quiet woods.

"Situ Yanran, you killed your senior sister, and you still want to escape the punishment of the Yin Yang Gate. Even if you don't get caught by us, someone else will be sent to hunt you down afterwards. It's better to be tied up and suffer less torture. I heard that your master is very fond of you, and it may take your life. ”

The two didn't know Situ Yanran's location, but they were getting closer. It won't be long before Situ Yanran will be discovered.

Smack-

Situ Yanran pulled out a stone from under the root of the tree and threw it at his side.

smashed on the trunk of the tree, and the crisp sound was a little obvious.

"She's over there. A man in black stared in the direction from which the voice came.

"It's just a trick. Another replied: "She has no confidence in doing so." She must have been in front of her. ”

Unable to lead the two away, the more obvious the footsteps became, Situ Yanran clenched the dagger and waited for the man in black to walk to the side of the tree...... Suddenly dragged the remnant body and jumped up, and the short dagger pierced into the lower abdomen of the man in black who was caught off guard!

Without the slightest spiritual power, it is completely an assassination in the mortal world.

If there was only one person in black, Situ Yanran might have survived, but unfortunately...... There are two of them.

The other black-clothed man's long sword stabbed straight at the cold light, and Situ Yanran leaned to the side with all his strength.

Puff -

Blood splattered, the long sword stabbed into the right shoulder, and the man in black let out a long shout, pushing the hilt of the sword and rushing straight forward. Situ Yanran grabbed the blade with both hands, was scratched by the sharp blade unconsciously, and then retreated.

Bang -

The back slammed into the trunk of the tree, and the tip of the sword pierced straight into the trunk.

A painful groan came out of her mouth, and Situ Yanran was unwilling to be restrained. Just as he was about to fight back, the man in black with the hilt of his sword suddenly twisted.

A little blood splattered on his hideous face.

"Ahh

The black-clothed man in the middle belly who was stabbed pulled out the dagger, lowered his head and swept it, his face was terrified: "It's the Imperial Soul Dagger!"

Situ Yanran's indifferent black eyes were about to devour people, and the black-clothed man with the long sword ignored it, and said to his companion without looking back: "She has no spiritual power. ”

"Damn slut. The black-clothed man covered his lower abdomen with his hands, staggered over, his face was hideous, and he raised the soul dagger: "Toast and don't eat and drink, since it is like ......"

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

In the quiet woods, there was a sudden sound of a long and fast moan.