Chapter 218: Rong Yue is missing

Xiao Ye easily put down the four guards at the door, and before they could even make a call, he had already quietly stepped into the Dharma Hall.

"You ......" The little Taoist priest guarding the incense case turned around and saw that the masked man was about to exclaim, but the next moment he was slashed by Xiao Ye's palm on the neck and fainted.

Xiao Ye looked around, finally locked his eyes on the incense case, stroked the corner, the table leg and the life-size portrait, and finally his fingertips stayed on the gilded incense burner, he rotated to the left forcefully, and immediately there was movement behind the life-size portrait.

When he stepped over to take a look, sure enough, a one-person-wide entrance appeared on the ground, Xiao Ye took a candle from the desk to illuminate the entrance, and the stairs led to the darkness below, as for the situation below, it was unknown. There is no significant ash accumulation on either side of the entrance or on the staircase, indicating that there are people in and out of the place all the time.

"This is it." Xiao Ye took the candlestick and walked down one step at a time, walking about a dozen steps, and in front of him was a relatively wide passage, and the smell of dampness and decay rushed to his face.

There was light in the place dozens of zhang long in front of him, Xiao Ye strode towards the deepest part, and when he reached the end, he turned to the right hand side and entered the secret room.

"Rong Yue!"

Xiao Ye didn't have time to care about the strange layout and furnishings in this secret room, and rushed to Rong Yue, who was covered in blood and flesh and his hands were nailed to the wall.

Holding Rong Yue's face to wipe the blood from her nose and mouth, she found that she was unconscious.

"Boom! Boom! Xiao Ran cut off the chains on Rong Yue's feet, and then fixed his eyes on the two peach wood nails that were nailed to the back of Rong Yue's hands.

"Time is running out, Rong Yue, bear with me." He held Rong Yue in one hand, and pulled out the two thumb-thick peach nails with the other.

"Hmm......" Rong Yue, who was unconscious, still snorted and frowned tightly at the moment when the wooden nail was removed.

And the moment he pulled out the wooden peg, a strange discomfort had been transmitted from Xiao Ye's fingers to his heart, but because of the fleeting and urgent situation, he didn't pay much attention.

"Rong Yue?" Xiao Ye called a few times, and she lost consciousness again, so he picked up Rong Yue and walked out.

At this moment, there was a trivial and chaotic sound of footsteps in the passage outside, and the people outside should have found it, but in this secret room, only the passage passed to the top.

"It seems that it will be delayed for a while, Rong Yue, it will be fine for a while." Xiao Ye said and put Rong Yue down gently.

"Let the country see which one of them is sent to the door."

The people in the passage appeared in front of Xiao Ye, and the leader was Yin Ji.

"Oh? This time it's a man, it's interesting and interesting, this Princess Anhe is really powerful, she didn't send it to the door, but it attracted many people to go forward for her. ”

"That's a lot of nonsense." Xiao Ye flashed his sword and rushed towards Yin Ji.

stepped forward to protect Yin Ji's guards, and immediately died under his knife, Xiao Ye's target was only Yin Ji, and he continued to slash at him.

This Yin Ji is not a vegetarian, after a few dodges, he actually took the initiative to shoot at Xiao Ye, threw out a few pieces of rune paper in his hand, and quickly rushed towards Xiao Ye like a hidden weapon. While dodging the rune, he found that several people were approaching Rong Yue, he turned over and cut off the hands of the guards who were trying to hold Rong Yue hostage, and the screams in the secret room were endless.

Yin Ji took advantage of the flaws leaking out of Xiao Ye's back to him, swept the peachwood sword in his hand on the table, dusted off the incense ashes, and threw it towards Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye immediately blocked his eyes when he reacted, but a small part still entered his nose and eyes, and immediately burned like a burn.

Vaguely saw Yin Ji rushing towards him with a wooden sword, he turned sideways and tried his best to block it with his knife, and his eyes recovered a little at this time.

This narrow space was too idle Xiao Ye's actions, so after he cleaned up the few remaining people in the secret room, he deliberately forced Yin Ji to the aisle, and the two attacked and retreated, and finally exited the secret room and entered the law hall.

Yin Ji knew that he was outside, and he was not Xiao Ye's opponent, so he shouted, and all the guards were summoned to deal with this unknown person together.

The guards are not as good as the people in the army, and for Xiao Ye, the black-faced general on the battlefield, it is even more insignificant. Yin Ji wanted to urge the formation illusion to deal with this man, but found that his movements were so fast that he had no time to carry it out.

However, just when everyone and Xiao Ye were fighting to the death, they didn't notice that three people secretly entered the Dharma Hall, and entered the secret room along the entrance of the secret passage that was not closed.

After the three of them entered the secret room, they looked at the traces of the fight here and the woman lying in a pool of blood, and looked at each other.

"Take advantage of the chaos outside, hurry up and take her away first."

"Yes!"

When the leader finally left, he looked at the layout of the secret room, which was different from the secret room cells he usually saw, full of torture instruments, but extremely simple, only a wooden table sprinkled with incense ashes, on which were a few thick brushes and a few pieces of yellow paper like ghost drawings.

The man picked up a few pieces of rune paper and stuffed them into his arms, and then followed his companion.

Outside, Yin Ji and Xiao Ye were fighting, and suddenly a little Taoist priest came and shouted, "National teacher, something is wrong, the woman in the secret prison is gone!" ”

Hearing this, not only Yin Ji was stunned, but Xiao Ye also stopped his movements at the same time.

"Waste, people!"

The little Taoist priest trembled and said: "The villain doesn't know, but someone just came to report that he saw a few black shadows escape from the palace, and the villain hurriedly went to the secret room to check, and found that the woman was ......."

"What a trick to divert the tiger from the mountain, it turns out that you didn't come alone!" Yin Ji naturally felt that it was the accomplice of the man in front of him who rescued Rong Yue.

However, without waiting for everyone to react, Xiao Ran turned around and ran towards the secret room.

"I want to run after saving someone!" Seeing this, Yin Ji immediately led people to chase after him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ye actually entered the Dharma Hall again, although Yin Ji was surprised, he couldn't care about much, raised his hand, and the people around him surrounded him.

At this time, Xiao Ye was worried about Rong Yue's situation, he didn't know whether what the little Taoist priest said was true or false, and he was even more ruthless, red-eyed, kicked the guards around him to the ground, and directly choked Yin Ji's neck, without the power to resist.

Until Yin Ji also fell to the ground, no matter how barrier-free, Xiao Ye jumped into the secret passage.

However, when I ran into the secret room, it was empty, there was no one left, and no clues were left.

"Rong Yue, who took Rong Yue......"

Xiao Ye understood that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, tightened the black scarf on his face, quickly left the secret room, and walked outside the palace.

When Yin Ji came to his senses again, the Dharma Hall and the secret room were empty, and there was no one to be seen except for the fallen royal guards.

"Damn, let them run!" Yin Ji was annoyed, this was the second time in his life that he was so embarrassed, and every time it was related to that Princess An He, this damn woman!

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