The ruined temple was still so dilapidated and messy, many cobwebs were blowing and shaking gently in the wind, and the broken gate was also creaking in the wind, no different than just two hours ago, but there were two more corpses with dried blood, staring at the unwilling and frightened eyes to die. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Suddenly, outside the ruined temple, there was the sound of the hooves of the horses running rapidly from far to near, but in a few breaths, I heard a 'hoo' coquettish sound, and I saw a girl in a pale green gorgeous dress, holding the white reins of the horse tightly with both hands, forcibly strangled the galloping horse to raise its front hooves, and impatiently spun around in place.

Isn't this girl looking for Zhao Xuanchen's Ling Shaofeng everywhere, who else could it be!

Before the horse could stop, Ling Shaofeng, who was wearing a veil, jumped up from his horse, strode up the stone ladder with the reins, and tied the white horse without a saddle to the wooden pillar, and the pale green figure floated into the mottled ruined temple like the wind.

Suddenly, Ling Shaofeng saw the two Xiao Si lying in a pool of blood motionless, his heart tightened violently, his steps were faster, and his little hand instantly pulled out the dagger on his waist and held it in his hand, and dodged into the main hall of the ruined temple that was ventilated on all sides.

"Zhao Xuanchen, where are you? Zhao Xuanchen, are you here? ”

Ling Shaofeng fell in the main hall like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal dust, his petite and graceful figure kept dancing like a butterfly, graceful and elegant, and a pair of clear eyes on his veiled little face were full of worry, looking for Zhao Xuanchen everywhere.

The two Xiao Si who died outside are very likely to be the ones who kidnapped Xuan Chen, he won't be robbed by others halfway! There was another possibility, Ling Shaofeng didn't even want to think about it.

"Zhao Xuanchen, where are you? Zhao Xuanchen? ”

Ling Shaofeng's familiar cold voice echoed anxiously in the broken temple, but no one responded to her, except for the occasional cold wind blowing in, there was Zhao Xuanchen's shadow, which made her heart dry for most of it, and also made the eleven or fourteen people hiding in the dark also worried.

Suddenly, a small grunt sound came from Ling Shaofeng's keen ears.

Ling Shaofeng's figure turned, looking for a subtle invisible sound, floating out of the main hall like a ghost, stopping in the dilapidated courtyard, in front of Xiao Si, who should have died a long time ago and was killed by Yi Laosan, he squatted down and listened quietly, only to hear the cooing sound clearly.

"Help me, help me!"

Ling Shaofeng, who was covering his face, played with the dagger in his hand, and carefully looked at Xiao Si, who was stabbed in addition to being stabbed in the back, but also stabbed in the neck, but the slash was missed, and it was not cut on his major artery, so he still has a breath that has been hanging.

"You want Miss Ben to save you and tell me where King Chen went?"

After she had fourteen send the little woman and the child back to the house, she did not bother to buy the saddle, nor did she change her disguise, but rode around the impoverished alleys in the south of the city with her portrait and asked if anyone had seen the man with the black mole with the little eyes, and the carriage in which they drove.

I finally got the news from Eleven, saying that someone had seen three Xiao Si driving this carriage dozens of miles outside the West City Gate, and one of them was driving Xiao Si with a black mole in the corner of his eye.

When Ling Shaofeng learned about it, he immediately whipped his horse and whipped out of the city before Zhao Xuanxu, and chased all the way to the west, but he didn't think that there was no Zhao Xuanchen here at all, only a dead corpse, and a seriously injured Xiao Si who was about to turn into a corpse.

Xiao Si's eyes full of pleading looked at the divine girl who was in the sun and came out like a fairy with the light of hope, and moved her lips towards Ling Shaofeng with all the strength of her body, the sound was like a mosquito's chirp, but Ling Shaofeng, whose ears were amazing, could hear it clearly.

"King Chen...... ...... by Yi Laosan ...... from behind Take it away! I don't know...... Went to ...... There. ”

Xiao Si was severely slashed on the neck, his blood-covered hands tightly covered the wound on his neck, and he tried to open his mouth and finish his words intermittently, he lay on the ground weakly with excessive blood loss, and his eyes were full of hope that Ling Shaofeng would save him.

Ling Shaofeng tilted his little head to listen, and the only eyes that were exposed outside stared suspiciously at Xiao Si, who was panting vigorously, "You won't lie to Miss Ben in order to save you, right?" Unless you tell Miss Ben who is behind it? ”

After saying that, he was about to get up and leave, Xiao Si was anxious, struggling to hold Ling Shaofeng's pale green skirt with his blood-covered hand, "I...... Said ...... It's true, Chen...... King...... It's true...... By...... Yi Laosan...... Bring...... Let's go. ”

The more Xiao Si spoke, the quieter his voice became, his breath gradually lowered, and he tried hard to finish his words, "Behind the scenes...... I don't know ......, take the money ......"

They used people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and they didn't know who was behind the scenes, but they didn't expect that they would be killed by Yi Laosan before they got the money.

Ling Shaofeng supported his knees with one hand, gently waved his sleeves and stood up, looking condescendingly at Xiao Si with an expectation in his eyes, a faint sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and strode towards the back door of the broken temple with his hands behind his back.

"You dog minion, in order to gamble and kill people, you still want Miss Ben to save you, dream!"

The cold voice came from the back door of the broken temple from afar, the ethereal clouds made the blood flow more than the weak Xiao Si, the pitiful blood in the body gushed out along the neck, the eyes flashed with despair, the head tilted, and the hard breath fell in hopelessness, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of Ling Shaofeng's departure, and he was really dead.

The cold-blooded and ruthless Ling Shaofeng didn't use a dagger to solve the Xiao Si who kidnapped Xuan Chen, and let the wicked man die in despair with his own evil retribution, which was already her greatest kindness.

Ling Shaofeng waved his sleeves lightly, quickly dodged to the tattered courtyard wall, and his clear eyes saw the two rows of wheel prints under his feet.

I saw that on the ground of the backyard full of dust and weeds, there were two very gradual wheel prints, the wheel prints were very small and reached the crumbling back door, which were at least two or three times smaller than the wheel prints of the carriage, and the shape of the wheel prints was special, so I guessed that this wheel mark should be left by Zhao Xuanchen's wheelchair.

Ling Shaofeng kicked the shabby back door away with a single kick, and flew out directly in the direction of the wheel imprint, standing leisurely in the overgrown open space outside the back door, looking around with vigilant eyes, searching for possible clues.

I saw that outside the back door was a muddy path, and the clear wheel prints of the wheelchair disappeared into the clearing, as if they disappeared out of thin air, without any marks and clues.

Ling Shaofeng bent down and carefully looked at the place where the wheel mark disappeared, holding the dagger with both hands around his waist and looking at it carefully, finally, he found a clue that was not a clue, he was overjoyed in his heart, and flew up to the roof in an instant with contempt, and a few easy jumps fell to the front door of the broken temple. (To be continued.) )