Hangzhou City, a mess of scenes, and the source of chaos is only because of one person.

After the cocktail party, Wei Jiu never returned home, Shu Jinhui, Zhang Wei and others naturally knew that Wei Jiu was going to Ren Qianqian's house, and naturally thought that Wei Jiu was spending the night at her house, plus Mo Xiaoqian did not return overnight, Zhang Wei was worried about her comfort, but he didn't pay attention to Wei Jiu's whereabouts.

And until the next morning, Zhang Wei still didn't receive a response from Wei Jiu and Mo Xiaoqian, and he confirmed with Ren Qianqian that Wei Jiu had left last night, but he watched all night, so he was a little worried.

The members of the inner door of Jiuyi Hall almost poured out, searching for the whereabouts of Wei Jiu and Mo Xiaoqian in the entire Hangzhou City, and the eyes of the Shu family, the Du family, and the Zhu family were also anxiously searching every corner.

An SUV disappeared in a flash, Zhang Wei had a cigarette in his mouth, his mind was confused, he was spitting out smoke rings, he was upset but couldn't speak, Wei Jiu and Mo Xiaoqian were missing, and he was most worried about him, one was the person he loved the most now, and the other was the person he had always admired the most.

The silver light flashed away, Zhang Wei originally drove very steadily, but this time he was anxious, the accelerator was almost stepped on the end, and the car drove quickly with Zhang Wei into the distance.

At the same time, the basement of the Wolf's Tooth Bar.

Wei Jiu was tied there, hugged tightly like a zongzi, and Sikong Yang sat opposite him, crossing Erlang's legs, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, and beside him were several jars of his own refined liquor.

Woke up from the coma slowly, panicked in his heart, Wei Jiu only felt a very sharp pain in his neck, Wei Jiu instantly understood what had just happened, but his mind was much calmer, and he sighed and asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"Hehe, I don't know, maybe I'm a little nostalgic!" Sikong Yang said softly, "But don't worry, you couldn't escape from my palm just now, not to mention now, you can't escape at all!"

"Is there anything to talk about between us?" Or rather, your nostalgia has nothing to do with me!" Wei Jiu smiled lightly and sighed, "Good wine and bad wine? Come, give me a taste of the altar!"

A jar of wine was thrown out by Sikong Yang, and with a wave of his palm, the ropes of Wei Jiu's hands suddenly opened, and the wine jar happened to fall on the position of Wei Jiu's hands, Sikong Yang said in a deep voice, "Drink it, it's just a send-off wine for you, does it matter if it's good or bad? Anyway, it's the last time you drink it!"

Sikong Yang raised the jar, drank all the liquor in it, and then sighed and said, "My son Sikong Lin, I don't know how he died, but I can feel the fear that came back from his pre-accident mark, and today, how can I let you die so easily? ”

Sikong Lin is the young master of the Sikong family, and naturally he is also the only seedling of Sikong Yang, he has the mark of Sikong Yang on his body, and as long as Sikong Yang is immortal, he can teleport to Sikong Yang's side.

Wei Jiu was almost humiliated and demonized because of Shu Jinhui at that time. And in front of the demonized Wei Jiu, Sikong Lin didn't even have the courage to teleport, he just let the feeling of fear pass on to Sikong Yang until the mark was completely shattered, and Wei Jiu naturally didn't know about these things.

Wei Jiu's strength was terrifying after his demonization, but he didn't have the slightest memory when he woke up, and every time he inexplicably survived the crisis, Wei Jiu was also very puzzled in his heart, but he was very afraid to know the final answer.

At some point, the familiar axe appeared in Sikong Yang's hand.

The axe was waving in the air, and the speed was not fast, but Wei Jiu even felt the sound of the air in front of him being torn, and then only heard Sikong Yang say, "I want you to experience the torture of our Sikong family-Ghost Father Ling Chi Technique!"

Immediately, the cold rays danced rapidly, and even Sikong Yang trembled slightly when he saw these terrifying cold rays, but immediately looked at Wei Jiu again, his eyes were like looking at a dead person, full of coldness.

The ghost father Ling Chi technique, with the help of the rapid dance of the axe, caused damage to the opponent to peel the skin and bruise the bones.

However, the special feature of this technique is that because the axe moves so fast, it will not kill you immediately, and you can feel the loss of life and the increase in pain until you finally suffer a fatal injury.

Seeing that the axe was about to approach Wei Jiu's face, Wei Jiu had already closed his eyes indifferently, leaving only the last desperate glimpse in the air.

seems to accept fate, unwilling to accept fate, but has to accept fate.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded, "Stop!"

Wei Jiu opened his eyes in surprise, and the axe in Sikong Yang's hand stopped in mid-air, looking at the person who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the basement in disbelief, "How did you find here!"

The person in front of him is Wei Jiu's right-hand man, Zhang Wei.

Just when Wei Jiu opened those desperate eyes with difficulty, he stopped there with a dull expression in an instant, this is not a surprise, but a kind of panic, Zhang Wei is only in the early stage of cultivation, how can he be right to Sikong Yang in the Shanghua God Stage?

During the period of Wei Jiu's accident, Jiuyitang almost turned the entire Hangzhou City upside down, Zhang Wei was even more anxious and ran a lot of places alone, and when he inadvertently passed by this abandoned bar, Wei Jiu always had a premonition that there was something hidden here, and after some investigation to no avail, Zhang Wei still did not give up, and finally found the location of this basement after some exploration.

But he never imagined that his premonition would be so accurate, as if it was the origin of the relationship between him and Wei Jiu, and it would always be full of a kind of unspeakable destiny.

Seeing Wei Jiu who was tied into a dumpling in front of him, Zhang Wei felt bitter in his heart, and his indignation arose, and he looked at Sikong Yang viciously, but he didn't speak, just shook to Wei Jiu's side in an instant.

It stands to reason that even if Sikong Yang is slack, he should be able to block Zhang Wei perfectly, but Zhang Wei's instantaneous body is extremely fast, it can be said that this is the limit of the early stage of Yuan Ying, no, it is even a speed to break through the limit.

Zhang Wei reacted extremely quickly, and as soon as he rushed to Wei Jiu's side, he took Sikong Yang Zhen back two steps, but he himself immediately ran out of breath, after all, the person he was shaking back was much stronger than him.

"Brother Jiu, are you okay?" Zhang Wei asked with concern as he hugged Wei Jiu.

"It's okay, I can't die yet!" Wei Jiu coughed lightly, and then said in a low voice, "He kidnapped Xiao Qian, but he didn't suffer any harm, now Xiao Qian is in my ring, you take the ring out to find Jinhui, you can release Xiao Qian." His target is me, you go quickly, don't think about revenge, don't involve anyone!"

When Wei Jiu talked about Xiaoqian, Zhang Wei's heart tightened, but then he heard that there was nothing wrong, so his heart relaxed, but this time he didn't obediently listen to Wei Jiu's words, but just protected Wei Jiu behind him without a trace, and then looked at Sikong Yang coldly.

The air stopped, Zhang Wei's breathing was extremely heavy, and he only heard him say slowly, "I don't know about your grudge against Brother Jiu, but today, you let him go, and I will give you my life, is it feasible?"

Zhang Wei is not stupid, he has cultivated to the realm of Yuanying, he doesn't know how strong the man in front of him is that he can't see through, but he knows that he must be much stronger than himself.

"Hehe, it's just an ant in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and you deserve to negotiate terms with me? Since you came to send you to death, then neither of you can run away today!" A strong and domineering voice came from Sikong Yang's mouth, and his tone was full of contempt and disdain.

Zhang Wei naturally knew that he couldn't be good today, and he no longer hesitated, a short blade of the spirit weapon level was pulled out of his sleeve, and the short blade crossed an arc on Zhang Wei's hand, and then all the ropes on Wei Jiu's body were cut, and after a glance at Wei Jiu, Zhang Wei nodded, no longer hesitated, the short blade pointed directly at Sikong Yang's neck, and said sharply, "Since that's the case, don't say much, let's fight!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Wei threw himself towards Sikong Yang, and the short blade stabbed directly at Sikong Yang's neck.

Sikong Yang was naturally not afraid of such an attack, and the axe blocked Zhang Wei's short blade as soon as he picked it up, but Zhang Wei's speed was not slow, and when he saw that the move was dismantled, he immediately turned around and stabbed it again.

In a minute, Zhang Wei almost couldn't stab more than a hundred knives, and each knife was aimed at the vital point, the knife was fatal, if it was really stabbed, even a master like Sikong Yang would feel the damage, not to mention that on his short blade, it was smeared with the poison prepared by Hua Yiliu, and the master of cultivation could not be completely immune.

But Sikong Yang was still too strong, Zhang Wei's short blade could never touch the corner of Sikong Yang's clothes, and this high-intensity attack had a high consumption on Zhang Wei, and it only lasted for a minute or two, and Zhang Wei's offensive slowed down significantly.

"Sure enough, it's stubborn! What's the point of your self-indulgent struggle?" Sikong Yang sighed lightly, as if he didn't have the interest to continue to play with Zhang Wei, the axe was horizontal, and then suddenly the force was added, and Zhang Wei's body was suddenly injured by the axe body to the ground.

Wei Jiu hurriedly ran to Zhang Wei's side and held him up, at this moment, the two most powerful people in Hangzhou City felt an unprecedented powerlessness.

"Wow!" Zhang Wei spit out a mouthful of blood, but then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then said to Sikong Yang, "Yes, I don't measure myself, but this kind of self-determination for the sake of love, I have no regrets!"

Turning around and looking at Wei Jiu, Zhang Wei was silent for three seconds, and then said in a low voice, "Brother Jiu, thank you for your respect and cultivation of me, let me protect you this time, and protect you thoroughly!"

Zhang Wei's words are three resolute and seven tragic.

Wei Jiu seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly wanted to stop Zhang Wei, but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and Zhang Wei's Yuanying cultivation at this time had an advantage, and his aura was shocked, and his and Wei Jiu's bodies were shaken away by several meters.

A more resolute and tragic voice came, "Brother Jiu, go quickly!" help me bring my body back, give this to Xiaoqian, help me take care of her, go!"

After Zhang Wei finished speaking, Wei Jiu felt that there was an extra conch in his hand, and he was about to ask, but he only heard Zhang Wei read softly-

"Yuan Infant Out of Body!"

"Baby Burst !!"