The black shadow finally appeared, Huo Ran was the ghost figure, and he was indeed lurking in the forest.

There was a treacherous smile on the corner of Ghost Tu's mouth, for him, Pang Jing and Su Yuan could threaten him, but now that these two teenagers were fierce and lucky, and the other was seriously injured and fell off the cliff, he didn't have to hide in the dark anymore.

The ghost figure knocked Pang Jing down the valley with one blow, looking extremely excited. However, he didn't kill him just now, not because he was merciful, but because the young man's blood had a fatal allure to him, and he knew that as long as the young man's blood was integrated into his body, not only could his injuries heal immediately, but most importantly, his strength would also increase.

Ghost Tu glanced at the black-clothed man next to him, and immediately two people jumped down the valley to chase Pang Jing who fell off the cliff.

The sudden change just now made Xi Lan's heart palpitate, but the moment he saw the ghost picture appear, his face was covered with a heavy dead silence.

This time, he may not have any chance of surviving.

Ghost Tu stared at Xi Lan, whose face was like death, slowly brushed his gray hair with his hand, and a grim smile cracked out at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly, he waved his hand without warning, and a gray and black energy hit Xi Lan. Xilan was slapped into the air, and then fell like a dead leaf.

At the moment when Xi Lan was about to fall to the ground, the ghost figure flashed and appeared under him, and at the same time, a withered hand like an eagle's claw grabbed out.

Ghost Tu grabbed Xi Lan's neck, and with five fingers, a series of fine bone breaks came from Xi Lan's neck.

Xilan's consciousness immediately plunged into endless darkness.

Is it just dead?

But he is not reconciled, his life has just begun, and his life is like a budding flower, full of vitality.

But before the flower could bloom, it was about to wither.

Down the valley.

The river is surging violently, and in the center of the river, there is a huge whirlpool that brings the water together.

In the center of the whirlpool, Su Yuan spread his arms, closed his eyes and concentrated, his expression was peaceful and natural, as if the flowing water surging around him could not stir up a ripple in his heart.

The vitality of the rolling waves in the water is merging into Su Yuan's body, his wounds are healing rapidly, the injuries in his body are being removed little by little, and the power continues to fill his body.

Su Yuan's body is climbing towards its peak state.

Suddenly, he looked up and saw a figure falling from the main mountain.

The figure seemed to be a breathless stone falling obliquely from the mountain, getting closer and closer, and when it approached, Su Yuan's face froze, and it turned out to be Pang Jing.

When Pang Jing's body was about to smash on the surface of the river, Su Yuan raised his hand, and a wave gushed out, holding Pang Jing with soft strength, and then rolling back to him.

Su Yuan hurriedly stretched out his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, although Pang Jing's breath was weak at this time, he finally had a breath.

He immediately transmitted the gentle power into Pang Jing's body.

But moments later, two more black figures jumped down from the valley.

A cold light flashed in Su Yuan's eyes.

The two black-clad killers who had been chasing him stopped when they saw the vision in the river, staring in horror at the huge whirlpool in the water.

Suddenly, the whirlpool rose upside down and rolled out of the river, carrying a huge current towards the two men in black.

The two men in black fit together and confront the whirlpool of water in the air.

But at this moment, a Su Yuan swept out from the center of the vortex, and with a flash of swords, the two black-clothed men were both cut into two pieces with a single sword.

Su Yuan floated back into the river and carried Pang Jing to the bushes on the shore. He had doubts in his heart, then glanced at Pang Jing, who was unconscious, and then swept quickly up along the cliffs of the valley.

Although Su Yuan's state at this time was far from recovering, he could no longer stay here, because Xilan was still on it. Pang Jing was seriously injured and fell, and it is conceivable what a dangerous situation Xilan is facing at this time.

on the valley.

Ghost Tu pinched Xi Lan's neck and lifted him in the air, but when he saw the young man who was about to die, a gloomy smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, and his dry five fingers loosened slightly, as if he was reluctant to let this young man die like this.

Murky blood gushed out of Xilan's throat and ran down the corner of his mouth to Onitu's hand.

The ghost figure dipped a little of his finger and put it in his mouth to savor it.

After a long time, he showed a satisfied smile and said slowly: "It's really delicious, it's a pity, you're going to die soon, but if you tell me where that baby is, maybe I'll leave you alive." ”

Xi Lan, who was almost killed, finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time, his neck was slumped to the side, and his body was unable to move, and he couldn't even speak.

As soon as Ghost Tu let go, Xi Lan fell to the ground, he leaned down and pinched Xi Lan's chin with his hand, stared at the young man's eyes, and said again: "A baby who is not an ant, is it worth your life like this?"

Although the voice of the ghost figure was hoarse and dry, it was full of temptation at this time, echoing in the bottom of the young man's heart. At the same time, a cold power flowed out of Ghost Tu's hand, invading Xi Lan's body and roaming freely within his body.

The ghost figure is telling the boy that as long as the other party's mind moves, that power will completely destroy his life.

Death enveloped Xilan again, leaving him with no room to resist. His flower of life, in the overwhelming storm, can only flutter with the wind, fragile and vulnerable.

Xi Lan's eyes were extremely complicated, and in an instant, many painful memories that he had never mentioned to others in his heart, and even Su Yuan and Pang Jing did not mention half a word.

In fact, before the three teenagers were surrounded by more than a dozen black-clothed people, although Xi Lan did not speak, he knew that Su Yuan would understand what he meant, and they could no longer protect the baby girl. But when it came to this moment of life and death decision, he hesitated.

He hesitated because neither Su Yuan nor Pang Jing chose to give up the baby girl, if he told the whereabouts of the baby girl at this time, then it would be a chance to exchange what the other two desperately protected for his chance to survive.

He didn't care too much about the baby girl he met by chance, he was worried about what the other two people thought, and if he really did, would there be a gap between them?

But in fact, they have long since gone against each other.

But under the impact of the torrent of this era, in the face of irresistible forces, who can not follow the trend?

Xi Lan smiled miserably, he smiled so resolutely, he didn't know that the hot blood and tears in his eyes were gurgling down.

Blood and tears remained on his face, and at the same time, they also left two indelible scars in his heart.

Ghost Tu looked at the painful and struggling expression of the young man in front of him, his heart was full of joy, and he even began to feel a little embarrassed about this young man.

Onitu withdrew his hand, this time he waited surprisingly patiently, knowing that the boy would give him a satisfactory answer.

After a long time, Xi Lan slowly put away the endless sadness in his heart, and he had already made a choice.

Xilan knew that from now on, whether he lived or died, he and the two teenagers were left with an incurable scar.

He will not be able to face calmly, perhaps the only two friends in his life.

Fate never favored him, and his heart was still full of guilt after all, whether he was alive or dead.

Xilan suddenly laughed, he seemed to have never laughed so happily, after a long while, he stopped, he stared at the ghost picture and said word by word: "Do you want to know the whereabouts of that baby girl? I'll tell you now, it's ......"

Before Xilan could finish his words, suddenly, Onitu turned and looked in the direction of the valley.

There was a strong breath coming through.

A young man swept out of the valley, and the boy held a blue knife and rushed towards the ghost figure.