Yuan Bo glanced at the other party coldly, and then comforted Mei'er who was trembling with fear in a low voice: "Mei'er, don't be afraid, there is a senior brother ......"

Mei'er buried her head in Yuan Bo's arms and said in a trembling voice: "That...... The man had no feet...... He's a ghost...... It's a ghost ......."

After Yuan Bo shuddered, he said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, he's just pretending to be a ghost, an innate master wants to hide his feet in the clouds and mist, and it is not difficult to walk in the void." Literature aficionados.

"Well, ahhh Suddenly screamed in fright, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

After asking about the situation, the closest to Yuan Bo couldn't help but scold: "What kind of martial arts master, you know how to scare girls, and when I see it, I have to skin him." ”

"Don't be impulsive, no one is allowed to make a move on Xie Bangui without my order." Yuan Bo scolded in a low voice, and landed steadily on the plank road with Mei'er in the air, chasing in the direction of Xie Bangui.

It didn't take long for Yuan Bo to see Xie Bangui raising a bonfire in the main hall of Zangyun Pavilion, since the two sides had already met, there was no need to hide it anymore, Yuan Bo simply did it to the edge of the fire, and arched his hand to Xie Bangui: "Zangyun Pavilion is not cold, and I haven't brought wine below, I don't know if I can ask Lord Xie for a drink?" ”

Xie Bangui handed over the wine gourd, and said with a pun: "My wine is too strong, I'm afraid that Brother Yuan won't be able to drink it." ”

"There is no wine in the world that our true dragon nine sons can't drink!" After Yuan Bo poured a sip of strong wine into his mouth, he turned his gaze to Zhu Yuze, who was lying in the arms of Ming Qingxue: "That friend of Lord Xie, it seems that he is a little unwell?" ”

Xie Bangui said without being salty: "It's just a cold." ”

"I happen to know the art of disambiguation, so it's better to take the pulse for this friend!" I didn't see Yuan Bo's legs and feet moving, but he wiped the ground and slid a few feet to Zhu Yuze's side, and shot at the other party's pulse like lightning.

"Brother Yuan is worthy of being called the kiss, and his kung fu of shifting and transposing is breathtaking." Xie Bangui's degree was not much slower than Yuan Bo's, and before Yuan Bo's palm touched Zhu Yuze's cuffs, he was stopped by Xie Bangui in the middle.

"With good intentions to help, why should Lord Xie refuse people thousands of miles away?" While Yuan Bo was speaking, he had already blocked more than 20 times with his single palm and Xie Bangui, and the two palms crackled in the air like firecrackers, but neither of them could take another half step.

After Xie Bangui flicked away the other party's palm, he said coldly: "My friend has always had a cleanliness habit and doesn't like people to touch him. ”

"I'm presumptuous!" After Yuan Bo quietly retreated to the same place, he saw a half-foot square piece of rice paper placed next to the fire.

On the paper, there is a vivid and vivid sage drawn in blood-red ink, but in the legend, it can carry 10,000 catties and resemble a giant tortoise. The tortoise shell on his back was torn aside, and his bloody back was exposed. A head hung limply on his body, as if he had been dead for a long time. In the lower right corner of the blood painting are written four large red characters: "赑屃无甲." ”

Yuan Bo held up the blood painting and said coldly: "This is what Lord Xie left behind?" ”

Xie Bangui said indifferently: "Xie doesn't know how to draw." ”

"Not the best!" Yuan Bo threw the painting into the fire: "Don't disturb Lord Xie's rest." ”

The two groups were bounded by the fire in the middle of the main hall, and they were clearly divided into two groups, and they rested separately. Only Mei'er couldn't sleep, and her head was always repeating the situation of Xie Bangui's legs off the ground and walking into the clouds during the day.

It's not that she hasn't seen a martial arts master walk in the air, but there will definitely be no one who walks so weirdly, unless his so-called feet don't exist at all.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she wouldn't, Mei'er simply sat up and looked at Xie Bangui's feet through the fire. The first thing she saw, though, was the dancing ashes in the fire.

Pieces of paper ash floated out of the fire, dancing in the air with the light of the fire that did not burn out, and the scene was like the unburned paper in front of the grave, being provoked by someone to bounce into the air with a bamboo pole.

Gradually, countless pieces of paper ash joined together in the air, and it looked like the yellow paper that had been carried by someone and lit in the air with two corners, rolling the Hokage from the bottom to the top. Waiting for the fire to burn out, the white ashes turned into a bloody painting again. It is still painted with the tortoiseshell removed.

In the face of unprecedented fear, Mei'er seemed to be choked by the throat, and she wanted to shout but couldn't, watching the blood painting float neatly above her head.

Mei'er obviously watched the blood painting fly towards the top of her head. She wanted to move, but her limbs kept moving, as if her body had lost contact with her limbs, and she couldn't even feel the presence of her hands and feet. She wanted to shout, but it was as if someone had choked her throat, and her voice was stuck in her throat and she couldn't come out at all.

Mei'er clearly felt the blood painting brushing over the top of her head, and the chill in the painting was like someone pressing an ice cube on top of her head, not only freezing her head, but even the sweat running down her cheeks was bitterly cold.

Mei'er couldn't turn her head, but she could hear the voice behind her.

"Click-" The sharp and slender sound of the knife flashed from left to right.

——......The sound of the sharp knife slicing through the leather became faster and faster, and finally it became a continuous screeching sound.

Mei'er's mind involuntarily conjured up a scene. As a child, she saw cooks skinning sheep. First, hang the shaved sheep on the shelf, cut the belly of the sheep from top to bottom, empty the internal organs, carry the cut skin in the left hand, and peel off the skin with the sharp knife in the right hand against the mutton one by one......

But now the one who peeled it! O living people! And right behind her......

Mei'er closed her eyes tightly, but the tears couldn't stop flowing, and she even felt a tingling pain in her back, although it was not she who was stripped of it......

Eventually, the sound stopped.

"Ahh

"What's going on......"

The Nine Sons of the True Dragon, who jumped up, first saw a puddle of blood on the ground and clothes scattered around him. When I looked again, I saw that his back was up, his limbs were curled up and lying on the ground, his exposed back became blood-red, and the muscles exposed on his back were still twitching. Not far from him, there was a boxy piece of leather, which he knew was a human skin that had just been peeled from him without asking.

"Gang Wu Armor!" The blood painting that was burned by Yuan Bo was pressed uprightly under the face that had been parted from the face. Except that one is a human and the other is a legendary beast, the way of death is almost exactly the same as in the painting.

Four of the nine sons of the True Dragon took out their weapons and chased them out along the door, Yuan Bo hugged Mei'er and asked in a low comforting voice, "What did you see just now?" ”

"I ......" Mei'er wiped her tears and described the scene just now, and when she heard it, the real dragon Jiuzi felt a chill in her heart.

The love judge lifted the human skin on the ground and said in a low voice: "The ability of the thief is all behind his back, he has already trained his skin into a body protection armor, even an ordinary treasure knife can't hurt him in the slightest." But the murderer just peeled off the skin on his back, how did the murderer do it......"

"He was hurt to death...... "The evil man who checked the cause of his death gasped: "The murderer didn't kill him at all, he flayed him alive." ......"

"The scumbags were being flayed alive by our side, and many of us didn't even notice it!" Cold sweat broke out on the top of Yuan Bo's head.

Yuan Bo subconsciously turned his gaze to Xie Bangui, and saw the four of them sitting motionless in place as if nothing had happened, even turning a blind eye to the tragic death of the thief. I couldn't help but feel a nameless anger in my heart: "Master Xie, do you have anything to show just now?" ”

Xie Bangui shrugged his shoulders and said, "I slept so hard that I didn't know anything. ”

The fat man sneered: "He is less than two feet away from the person closest to you, you don't know anything, what can we show?" ”

"You ......" Yuan Bo was half angry with the fat man, but he couldn't refute the facts that the fat man said. Holding it in my heart in one breath is extremely uncomfortable.

"Senior brother...... Jairus in the Nine Sons of the True Dragon ran in from outside: "The plank road outside is gone!" ”

"What!" Yuan Bo rushed to the door in a few steps and looked down with his hand on the fence, only to see that His Excellency Zangyun had become an empty cliff, and there was still a shadow of the plank road.

The fat man who came out of it exclaimed, "We're trapped here!" ”

Xie Bangui said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, it may be that the plank road has collapsed, with our skills, it will not be a problem to walk back on the broken wood." ”

The fat man shouted: "If the plank road collapses, it will definitely leave some traces, but you see that there is not even a single log on the rock wall below...... Has there ever been a plank road here? ”

Ming Qingxue reprimanded coldly: "I haven't erected a plank road, we stepped on something just now......

"Shut up!" The more Yuan Bo listened, the more annoyed he became, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became, and finally couldn't help but roar angrily: "The three of you are also famous masters, what are you shouting here." ”

"Hehe...... "Xie Bangui sneered and retreated into the hall, not looking at the real dragon nine sons again.

True Dragon Jiuzi's attention was all on the plank road, and no one showed the trace of the strange smile on Xie Ban's face when he left.

Suddenly, a white spot appeared in Yuan Bo's sight. When he looked closely, he saw that it was a piece of white paper that was carried up by the mountain wind.

Every time the piece of paper approached him, the handwriting on it became clearer, and when the piece of paper flew closer, four blood-red characters also reflected in Yuan Bo's pupils, "Mocking the wind without eyes"

"Mocking wind? Where's the mocking wind? Yuan Bo suddenly turned around, only to realize that there was less mockery among the nine sons of the true dragon.

"I saw him just now, it seems to be going up......" Jairus was held in his mouth before he finished speaking.

Legend has it that the mocking wind among the nine sons of the dragon resembles a fairy beast, and his life is dangerous and hopeful, so his image is shaped on the corner of the palace. And the mocking wind among the nine sons of the true dragon has trained a pair of divine eyes. Even at night, you can see ten feet away. His favorite thing to do is to stand on a high altitude and observe the environment. When he was killed, he instinctively rushed to the corner. Jairus also naturally went to a high place to find the mocking wind.

At this time, Mock Feng was bending forward and supporting the corner of the house with his two hands, motionless and half-crouched on the protruding corner of the Hidden Cloud Pavilion, his eyes looking straight ahead, and two lines of blood were like red blood tears falling down his face, dripping down his cheeks on the corner of the house.

Yuan Bo rushed to the corner of the house and raised his head and shouted, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The head in front of Mock Feng suddenly lowered, and the two bloody eye sockets and Yuan Bo's eyes were facing each other, and two lines of flowing blood dripped straight down to the eyes.

Yuan Bo only felt that his eyes were red, and two drops of blood falling from the sky spread in his eyelids. Before he could wipe the blood off his face, he heard a loud "bang" around him, and the body of Mocking Wind had fallen at his feet.