Chapter 4 Lives hang by a thread
After half a pillar of incense, Ye Feng appeared in front of a desolate manor, with the help of the starlight, and his own immortal cultivator's extraordinary eyesight, only to see that the dilapidated gate here was hidden, the surrounding low walls were already in tatters, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info weirdly doesn't even have a hint of a breeze.
"See where else you can escape"
Just as Ye Feng was hesitating, an angry voice sounded not far behind Ye Feng, and it was the fourth brother Ye Qing who chased after him.
Ye Feng couldn't care about anything else, jumped into the courtyard from the low wall, and ran towards the dilapidated big house in the courtyard.
And when Ye Feng entered the big house, he felt that the house was surprisingly quiet, and there were cobwebs all over it. The desolation is abnormal, as if there is some evil cultivator entrenched. Could it be that the conversation of those people in the restaurant is simply false, and the ghost village is a non-existent thing, so he will be in trouble.
At this moment, Ye Qing, who was dressed in black, had already chased into the house and blocked Ye Feng inside.
At this time, Ye Qing didn't speak, and directly sacrificed a scimitar magic weapon, ready to kill Ye Feng in one fell swoop.
And when Ye Feng was about to sacrifice the last spirit rune and do the battle of the trapped beasts, Ye Qing suddenly stopped. looked behind Ye Feng in surprise.
Ye Feng secretly said "not good", and then when he was about to dodge, he only heard a slight sound behind him, and a black shadow that was extremely fast appeared behind Ye Feng before Ye Feng could react.
Then the word "fixed" blurted out.
At the same time, Ye Feng felt as if a piece of paper was pasted on the back of his head.
As soon as the paper talisman touched the head, Ye Feng felt that he had lost control of his body, he couldn't even blink his eyelids, and he completely lost consciousness of his body, but he could still see it in his eyes and hear it in his ears, but his consciousness was like a stranger, and he couldn't carry out his body, like a walking corpse. I can't even scream if I want to. You don't have to think about it to know that you have won the Fixing Rune.
The man restrained Ye Feng, and then slowly stepped forward, only to see that this person was dressed in a gray robe, with a handsome face, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, he was actually a handsome young man, but this young man's face showed an abnormal red color, and his eyes were green, like a fierce beast that chose people to eat, which made people shudder. Ye Feng only felt that the pressure brought to him by this person was a little more terrifying than the fourth brother of the ninth layer of qi cultivation, at least he was also a monk of the tenth layer of qi cultivation.
This person ignored Ye Feng, but instead showed interest in Ye Qing, as if he was appreciating some mouth-watering delicacy.
"In the Ye family, Ye Qing, on the order of the head of the family, chased and killed the traitors of the family, and today I disturbed the Qing cultivation of the Taoist friends, and I also ask the Taoist friends to forgive me, my Ye family members will be here in a moment, clean the door with their own hands, and I will definitely thank the Taoist friends for their kindness." Ye Qing said bluffingly as his figure slowly moved backwards.
This person was not moved by Ye Qing's words at all, and said coldly, "I was lucky today, I actually came across two corpses of blood food and sent them to the door." ”
This man was obviously a handsome young man, but his voice was hoarse, like a dying old man. And this person's eyes looking at Ye Qing were like looking at a dead person.
Seeing this person's expression, Ye Qing showed even more uneasiness, and when he slowly retreated to the door with full vigilance, he suddenly let out a miserable cry without warning, and then fell to the ground and convulsed. The face and hands that were exposed outside the black clothes also turned strangely black, as if they were highly poisonous.
Ye Feng was taken aback in his heart, Ye Qing was also a master of the ninth layer of Qi training, and he had unknowingly fallen into this person's way, and originally planned to fight between the two of them, so as to give himself a chance to escape. Ye Feng's heart sank to the bottom, so he would die here today.
And the handsome young man made a move, and a black thing flew out of Ye Qing's body, and fell into the hands of this person, it was actually a centipede that was an inch long and pitch-black as ink.
"That's right, your little guy's toxicity has risen to another level, even if the foundation building monk is bitten by you, I'm afraid it won't be good."
This person looked at the centipede and muttered to himself with a look of affection on his face, and slowly approached Ye Feng, aiming the centipede at Ye Feng's throat.
"My life is at rest"
Ye Feng couldn't speak, he could only cry out in despair in his heart. Even if he wanted to close his eyes, he couldn't close them, so he had to watch the centipede get closer and closer to his throat.
Suddenly, the man waved his hand and threw the centipede out without warning.
The centipede was castrated very quickly, and disappeared into the house in a flash, and before Ye Feng could react, a woman's terrified scream came from outside, and then a man's shout, and the cracking sound of the magic weapon came out. After a few moments, there was silence.
But the blood-colored young man's face turned pale for a while, and he shouted, "Who is the rat, dare to hurt my spirit worm?"
At this moment, a man and a woman flashed and rushed into the house, and struck left and right, sandwiching the blood-colored young man in the middle. Ye Feng was overjoyed in his heart, these two people were actually the two monks he met in the restaurant today, and it seemed that he might be able to escape today.
"Bold and evil cultivators, dare to harm people here, today I Panlong Valley will eliminate harm for the people." The boy said through gritted teeth.
"What are you monks in Panlong Valley?"
When the blood-colored young man heard Panlong Valley, he really showed a hint of panic and said in surprise. But Ye Feng was overjoyed, Panlong Valley, one of the three major sects of the Patriotic Nation, no one in the entire Patriotic Immortal Cultivation Realm did not know, with the cultivation of these two people, coupled with the famous family, his small life was mostly saved.
And when the young man saw the panicked look of the blood-colored youth, he showed a look of satisfaction, and said with a sneer, "If Your Excellency is captured, it is not that you can't consider letting you live." ”
When the blood-colored young man heard such childish words from this young man, he really knelt down as if he believed it, and shouted in his mouth, "Daoyou spare your life, the villain will never dare in the future, as long as Daoyou is placed on the next horse." In the coming day, he will be a cow and a horse, and repay the grace of his friends for not killing. ”
As he spoke, the man kowtowed like pounding garlic.
Ye Feng was puzzled, this person's supernatural powers are not weak, and his cultivation is not weaker than the two of them, how can he have such a pus-filled appearance, when he saw the young man's smug look, Ye Feng secretly said, "It's not good." But he couldn't give a warning.
Sure enough, the blood-colored young man who was kneeling on the ground, taking advantage of the young man's relaxation, suddenly shot out a few black lights from behind his kneeling and shot straight towards the young man.
"Senior brother, be careful."
The girl hurriedly reminded.
And the boy was in a hurry, and ducked to the left.
"Ahh
A miserable cry came from the mouth of the young man, although the young man avoided the vital points around him, he was still shot in the arm, and the injured arm was immediately pitch black.
The blood-colored young man took this opportunity to jump out of the window and escape.
The girl ignored the injuries of her fellow disciples, and immediately chased after her, but as soon as she jumped out of the window, she heard a cry of pain from this person. Immediately, there was the woman's angry insult and the sound of the collision with the magic weapon.
Ye Feng scolded secretly, "Two stupid people." "Both of them were actually secretly attacked by the blood-colored youth, and these disciples of famous sects are even better than themselves. The life or death of the two has nothing to do with themselves, but once the two are defeated, they will definitely not escape death. And as long as this young man now takes off the talisman on the back of his head, the three of them will join forces, and they may not be able to defeat this evil cultivator, even if they are defeated, there is no problem in self-preservation.
What made Ye Feng angry was that after the young man had treated his wounds, he actually left Ye Feng behind, jumped out of the window directly, and fought with the evil cultivator.
Ye Feng, who was furious, heard the sound of magic weapons colliding, spell bursting, and shouting and insulting from outside, and knew that the battle between these people was extremely fierce.
Ye Feng knew that with the tricks of that evil cultivator, even if he was one against two, the chance of winning was almost ninety percent. After all, such an evil cultivator has strange powers, far surpassing monks of the same level, and the experience of fighting with people is far from being comparable to that of two rookies.
It wasn't until after a stick of incense that someone screamed outside that it quieted down.
But Ye Feng's heart sank to the bottom, because at this time, he couldn't hear the shouts of the two people. Most of them have already been poisoned. And the evil cultivator didn't come in immediately, and most of them were also injured a lot.
Ye Feng hurriedly guarded his mind and tried to mention his mana, after all, the time for this spiritual rune to imprison his mind was limited, and he would be able to regain his freedom after waiting for the spiritual power of the spiritual rune to be exhausted. It's a race against time.
It wasn't until more than half an hour later that Ye Feng finally felt the firing talisman show a hint of loosening.
At this moment, a pair of skinny and bone-covered hands reached out from outside the house, and then a monster with no flesh and blood on its face, like a skeleton, slowly crawled in.
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