The painting slave who was pierced through the chest by Lin Danhong's sword knew that he was injured and had no chance of winning, so he used his last strength to run all the way to the left and right. After running for a long time, he looked back, but no one had caught up, so he stopped and gasped for air.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that the painting slave was like this, he hurriedly asked.

The painting slave shook his head, and then said, "I may not be able to do it! In the future, you should pay more attention to yourself......

"Why, how could it be!" Hearing the words of the painting slave, the left and right eyes immediately widened, and asked with a look of disbelief.

"That little girl doesn't know what she hurt me with, but this thing is very powerful! it has already hurt my origin, and it won't be long before I will be wiped out!" said the painting slave in a deep voice.

"No, let's go back and find the fat man, he is a ghost doctor, there must be a way to save you!" said while holding the hand of the painting slave left and right, the woman in front of him has been the best and only friend for him all these years, and has always cared for him like a mother. He knew he couldn't afford to lose her, and after saying this, he wanted to carry her on his back. However, he was gently pushed away by the painting slave.

"Do you think he'll save me? We're enemies!" said Tinu with a smile and shook his head.

"Whatever you do, I'll let him save you!" said through gritted teeth.

"Listen to me, without me in the future, you have to take care of yourself! Li Sanqing is kind, if it really comes to the point of no return, you beg him, he will let you go! Although Soul Haoxuan fell off the cliff, I think he must still be alive, you have to be careful, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he is not so easy to talk to! But the person you should be most careful about is Lu Tingxuan, you must have reservations, let him always need you, so that he will not cross the river and tear down the bridge!"

"Remember, I remember, don't talk yet, let me carry you back. The left and right nodded in agreement, and gently covered the mouth of the painting slave to prevent her from speaking.

"No, take care of yourself for me!Also, what your father said is true, but I have my own troubles, I hope you don't blame me!" said with a smile on his left and right hands.

I felt the coldness of her palms left and right, and saw her face getting paler and paler, and then her body began to slowly melt.

"No, no!" shouted left and right, but there was nothing he could do, and he watched as the painting slave melted into his arms, slowly melting from a living person into a piece of ink, dyeing the ground under his feet with a patch of color.

"No, no, it's not true!" Holding the air with both hands on his left and right, he pretended that the painting slave was still in his arms, and then knelt on the ground, hugging his head and crying at the colorful colors on the ground, and suddenly, as if he saw the painting slave standing up from the ground again, gently stroking his head. But when he came back to his senses, he disappeared immediately.

Standing up left and right, wiping away tears, and walking forward, in a trance, lost and depressed.

On the other side, Lin Danhong chased for a while, but he couldn't catch up with the painting slave and turned around and returned. As he walked, he looked at the peachwood sword in his hand. In fact, she didn't expect this peachwood sword to be so powerful. The last time I used it to beat away the woman in the flower dress who couldn't even defeat Soul Haoxuan, this time the painting slave who hit it with another sword fled in panic. Now, she is really, what she has in her hand is a treasure that subdues demons and subdues demons!

Lin Danhong thought as he walked, and when he returned to the original point, Sanqing just got up from the river.

"Thank you!" Sanqing shook the water on his body, and then said to Lin Danhong. While soaking in the water, he witnessed Lin Danhong stabbing his sword in the chest of the painting slave. also clearly saw a scene that Lin Danhong and the painting slave did not see. At the moment when the peachwood sword pierced the painting slave's chest, a golden light emanated from the peach wood sword, and then burrowed into the painting slave's body.

"Thank you for your fart!Be polite with me!" When Lin Danhong heard this, he immediately gave Sanqing a roll of his eyes, and said angrily.

"Can you lend me your peachwood sword?" said Sanqing with a smile.

"Here!" Lin Danhong said and handed the peach wood sword to Sanqing, Sanqing took the peach wood sword, his palm suddenly warmed, and then, the belt also exuded the same temperature.

"Sure enough," Sanqing said secretly in his heart, this peachwood sword was just as he thought, and it was also something left by the dust.

"Sanqing, if we don't give him the painting, will he jump over the wall and attack Mu Yiyou for them!"

"Don't worry, Xiaoice has already rescued them, they are safe now!" Sanqing said proudly, and then returned the peach wood sword to Lin Danhong.

"So that's the case, I'll just say how can you ignore their life and death! It's just that Xiaoice doesn't know what happened!" Lin Danhong listened to Sanqing's words, and said with joy and then worry.

"Don't worry, his life is hard, he can't die!" Sanqing comforted and comforted Lin Danhong, and he was also comforting himself.

"Ao'er, Ao'er!" At this time, Mr. Xiao Lu woke up, and when he saw Lu Xiao lying beside him, he immediately cried with joy, and crawled over and hugged him.

"Sir, you're awake, you were offended just now!" Seeing that Mr. Xiao Lu woke up, Sanqing stepped forward and apologized.

"You saved everyone, what a crime!" Mr. Xiao Lu looked up at Sanqing and said.

"Now is not the time to speak, hurry up and find everyone first, let the fat man save Brother Lu!" Lin Danhong said on the side.

"I'm afraid ......" Sanqing suddenly spoke, wanting to stop talking.

"I'm afraid of what?" Mr. Xiao Lu asked, and from Sanqing's tone, he heard a bad feeling.

"I'm afraid Master Bao, he won't be able to save Brother Lu!" Sanqing said with a little sadness.

"Why!" Lin Danhong asked suspiciously.

"Because, because of Bao Ye, he died!" Sanqing said with a frown.

"What? fat, the fat man is dead!" Lin Danhong's eyes widened, and his face was in disbelief.

"I don't know much about the specifics, but I just heard Xiaoice say that Baoye died unfortunately during a duel with his senior brother Zhao Gongming!" Sanqing said.

"It's really unpredictable! But, what can I do!" Mr. Xiao Lu hugged Lu Xiao and said with a dejected face.

"Xiaoice said that before Bao Ye died, he passed on the ghost doctor's secret technique to Youwei, and now he can only look at Youwei!" Sanqing said in a deep voice.

"Then let's go find something promising!" Lin Danhong said anxiously.

"Hmm!" Sanqing nodded, and then walked to Mr. Lu's side, "Help Brother Lu up!"

As soon as Sanqing's words fell, Mr. Xiao Lu helped Lu Xiao up and put him on Sanqing's back.

A group of four people left the riverside and walked slowly towards the place where Soul Haoxuan told Sanqing.

(End of chapter)