As soon as Bai Xiyue shouted like this, Yin Chunhua looked up at the look on Ghost Che's face, and instantly reacted to what he meant by letting Bai Xiyue say this, and he didn't know where he got the courage, and rushed to the middle of the two of them, who had lost their breath, Panlong Dao Chang and Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu had a pair of solemn eyes, staring solemnly at the surprised expression on the face of the chief of Panlong Dao before he died, quietly, he didn't cry or laugh, he just held the crossbow and stood quietly without moving.

Yin Chunhua stepped forward to observe the corpse, and found that the arrow on the forehead of the chief of Panlong Dao did not seem to be completely submerged, and even the blood did not flow out, but he used his hand to probe his nose to confirm that he was out of breath, and then he used his hand to probe the main artery of the neck of Panlong Dao and did not beat again, which confirmed the fact that this person was dead.

She looked at the back of the Panlong Dao Chief, this knife was still on the back, what kind of sharp edge was it? It can be submerged into the body in an instant and poked into the heart! Piercing blood flowed down the knife, and the crimson color soaked all the bandages that the Coiling Dragon Dao Leader himself had tied to his body.

She didn't dare to reach out to move the knife, after all, this knife belonged to the murder weapon, and if the murder occurred, she would come over for an autopsy after a while, and the integrity of the corpse must not be destroyed, otherwise no one would be able to tell who killed the white-bearded old man.

And the real murderer Zhao Xingfa collapsed to the ground because of serious internal injuries on his body, he had already lost his strength and collapsed to the ground, giggling with a strange expression, and said secretly: Now that the head of Panlong Dao is dead, he will never be exposed to time again after getting rid of people and things openly and secretly over the years, so that no official can find out that he is a traitor.

Yin Chunhua was afraid that Yan Ruyu would not personally kill the enemy and do any more to destroy the corpse, so he pushed the Panlong Daoist to the ground and shouted to Song Tianci, who was stunned in place: "God's gift! Don't hurry up and subdue this murderer Zhao Xingfa! ”

Song Tianci didn't know Yan Ruyu, but looking at the attitude of Ghost Che and Yin Chunhua, he must have wanted to keep this man in a smoky green uniform, he put Uncle Song aside, found a thick hemp rope from the construction site of the workshop, ran to Zhao Xingfa, who was still laughing in a crazy state, and used all his strength to divide three times and divide five by two, and neatly tied Zhao Xingfa, who was stubbornly resisting, with ropes, and kicked him to the ground again.

Zhao Xingfa, who was tied up, finally calmed down, did not have any fear of the fact that he had killed someone, fell to the ground and put his face on the ground and blew, looking at the corpse of the Panlong Dao Leader who had been pushed to the ground by Yin Chunhua, as if he was talking to a living person, and said: "Old immortal thing, if it weren't for the few useful ghosts in your hands before, who rarely took advantage of you, a lustful and money-greedy person, and now that the ghosts have been taken away, the remaining ten or so disciples are not as strong as the martial arts of the Tianji Sect Yinlanmen, If you have become waste, then go to hell sooner. ”

Ghost Che looked around at the more than a dozen disciples of the Tianji Sect who were wearing jujube red robes and fell to the ground, walked in front of the disciples who had just looted and robbed Zhao Xingfa's belongings, squatted down and looked at the silver arrow in his heart, two fingers between the feathers at the end of the arrow and gently plucked it, there was no frustration coming out of the flesh, looking at the blood stains of the silver sharp arrow, in fact, it only entered the heart less than half an inch, so strange archery, according to common sense, such an injury will not make people fatal.

He put his hand on the pulse of the disciple of the Heavenly Machine Sect, although he was not breathing, his pulse was beating weakly, and he felt that the person in front of him seemed to have entered a state of suspended animation.

Ghost Che took the arrow and turned around and walked to another disciple of the Heavenly Machine Sect nearby, and pulled out the arrow that pierced the man's heart in the same way, and it was really exactly the same as before.

The corners of the ghost who knew everything hooked up a smile, and he turned his head to Song Tianci and said, "Find some strong ropes, these people are not dead yet." ”

Not dead yet? Song Tianci looked at the more than ten Heavenly Machine Sect disciples who were motionless around him, and he was pierced by an arrow in his heart but he was not dead? Just as he was thinking about what the situation was, he saw the disciple of the Heavenly Machine Sect who was holding a black bag in his hand lying on the ground and suddenly gasped, "Huh! The voice seemed to be distorted and strange by a violent start.

The disciple of the Heavenly Machine Sect sat up from the ground in this way, bowed his head and was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had a short and terrifying nightmare, dreaming that he was dead・・・・・ the look on his face seemed to tell everyone that "he still hasn't understood what happened", looking around in confusion, looking at the accomplices lying on the ground without moving, shaking his head in disbelief, are people dead?

Song Tianci saw that these people were really not dead as the ghost said, and hurriedly picked up a bundle of ropes, preparing to tie up the disciples of the Tianji Sect who had woken up, after the man saw the corpse of the real dead Panlong Dao Leader not far away, he was completely dumbfounded and stayed in place, where was there still time to take into account Song Tianci's behavior, and muttered in his mouth: "What can I do about this?" Uncle Panlong is dead, so what will we do with the Red Dragon Sect of the Heavenly Machine Sect in the future? ”

Yan Ruyu, who had been silent, suddenly snorted and said: "In the future, there will be no difference between Lan Yinmen and Red Dragon Sect in the Tianji Sect, since Panlong is dead, now everyone obeys the fate of Qing Yucheng, the only master of this sect." All of you will follow me as quickly as I return to Heaven to receive your sins. Saying that, he stepped forward and smashed the property snatched from the disciple's hand in front of Zhao Xingfa's eyes, and said disdainfully: "Put away your things, and wait for the imperial court's investigation of your Liangji Town, I will witness you and your town mayor's brother-in-law being executed by Ling Chi with a knife." ”

A small disciple of the Heavenly Machine Sect Lan Yinmen would be so arrogant, Zhao Xingfa tried his best to raise his head and glance at the man who claimed to be avenging the Yan family, and blew the dust on the ground without reluctance to his fate, and snorted: "You think that if you catch me, you will be done?" I have informed my brother-in-law of the situation here before I came, and in less than half an hour he will bring people to this place and kill you outsiders who don't know the height of the sky. ”

Yan Ruyu stared at Zhao Xingfa, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and then looked at the disciples of the Tianji Sect who woke up one after another after being pulled out by the ghost, and ignored anyone, sitting on the stone steps at the door of the workshop with a dull expression.

When he shot the enemy, he did have an irrepressible killing heart, watching them fall to the ground one by one, die, and after everything was over, he had the pleasure of revenge, but also the endless emptiness.

What will he do in the future? What to do? There is no direction at all. Yan Ruyu picked up the silver crossbow and arrows in his hand, these are all things given to him by the master, but such a suitable weapon for a woman was given to him, and he must use this weapon when he takes revenge.

It turned out that the master who had never supported him to take revenge by killing wanted him to understand these truths of life and death, sin and redemption in the end. Thinking of this, Yan Ruyu smeared a faint layer of sorrow in his heart, and sighed heavily, but it was a pity that the fool master was no longer in the world.

He buried his head deep in his knees, threw his repeater on the ground, and sobbed with clenched fists, fifteen years had passed since the moment he knew of his origins.

When he was ten years old, he chose to learn under the legendary sword immortal, in order to learn the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world, he was trapped in the sword immortal's Lingyun Peak for eight years, in order to go down the mountain, he broke the door rules and killed the master who had been with him for eight years・・・・・・ and then deliberately worshiped under the Tianji faction to investigate the truth of the Yan family's annihilation.

Everything disappeared in this scene of suspended animation, and even the most difficult Panlong Daoist was easily killed by his accomplices.

Ghost Che walked up to Yan Ruyu, picked up the silver repeater on the ground, and said praisefully: "It is really a delicate weapon, no matter how strong the range is and how different the distance is, it will finally stabilize in a half-inch wound, and in the center of the arrow, there will be a small silver needle that is not easy to find, and the paralyzing liquid of suspended animation hidden in the arrow will be poured into the body of the person who is hit." ”

He walked to the corpse of the Coiled Dragon Daoist, squatted down and pulled out the arrow from his forehead, this arrow did not even enter half an inch, probably because the skull was too hard, this Coiled Dragon is also a mortal who has eaten the elixir, and it is not an exaggeration to have a strong body.

Panlong Dao Chang probably didn't expect that he was not killed by the arrows shot by the enemy, but was stabbed in the back by Zhao Xingfa, who had a cooperative relationship.

And the dagger that was blown off and cut off and sharpened like clay was still the sharp blade that he had personally given to his reliable disciples to plunder gold and silver jewelry, should he be said to deserve it, or did he deserve it?

Ghost Che asked Yan Ruyu sincerely, "Brother Yan, can you give me this repeater?" ”

Yan Ruyu was stunned, looked up at Ghost Che, and said with a gloomy expression: "This thing is the only relic left by my master, and I don't want to give it to anyone." ”

Ghost Che didn't force it, he walked in front of Yan Ruyu with a repeater, squinted and smiled: "Then lend me this precious repeater for three days, I want to build a similar weapon for future walks." ”

Yan Ruyu now thinks of Shizun's smiling appearance when he sees this silver repeater, and his heart seems to be breathed by the dragon's claws, thinking that since this is the case, it is better to let this thing out of his sight for two days, wave his hand and say: "You tell the craftsman who makes the weapon to be careful, don't break it." I will now take these Heavenly Opportunity disciples back to restore their lives, and we will meet here in three days, and then you will hand over the things to me. ”

Looking at the surprisingly subtle every mechanism of the crossbow in his hand, Ghost Che looked at Yan Ruyu seriously, and said meaningfully: "It stands to reason that this weapon should not belong to you, a person who is bent on revenge, killing and releasing it, but in a single thought, the person who can come up with this way of coexistence between the two is really amazing, it seems that your master loves you very much." ”

Yan Ruyu showed a smile on his face for the first time, Shizun really loves him very much, but he always thinks about a lot of things in the future, obviously he hasn't done anything・・・・・・ the corners of his mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile, and said lightly: "My master has always been like this, she is good at advocating everything but doing everything perfectly, as the saying goes: wisdom will hurt, love is deep, so my master has passed away." ”