"What are you talking about?" Yan Lingjiao asked blankly.

"The Spirit Lord is, that is.... I can't tell. Liang wanted to explain but couldn't explain clearly, so he threw the question to Liangyuan: "Brother, you can explain it to her." ”

Liangyuan put his hands behind his back, thinking about "Shang Fang's enmity and enmity", what kind of enmity is this so-called enmity. Thoughtful, he thought that Jiazi was Jin Tongfu's best friend, maybe Jin Tongfu could know a lot of inside information.

"Yes, the answer should be in the Tongfu Dart Game." After speaking, Ryogaki left the room.

"Brother Qizhe, let's go lie down with the Fu Dart Bureau!" Liang had already pulled Wu Qizhe up from his seat and looked at Yan Lingjiao: "Why are you still stunned, let's go!" ”

Yan Lingjiao sat still: "I'm not going, I don't want to see that unkind old pervert again." ”

Liang smiled again: "Don't worry, with Brother Qizhe here, no one will be able to hurt us, Brother Qizhe is the number one master of our Imperial Spirit Regiment to eliminate the black humerus!" ”

"Am I so good again?" Wu Qizhe was surprised.

"Needless to say." Liang ran over again and took Yan Lingjiao's hand: "Sister Jiaxuan, let's go." ”

"Yes, let's go to the Tongfu Inn to have a look, that Jin Tongfu used to be your father's friend, maybe he really knows what is hidden." Wu Qizhe persuaded.

"Okay, anyway, with Brother Qizhe here, then Jin Tongfu doesn't dare to do anything crooked." As long as she thought of that Jin Tongfu, Yan Lingjiao felt sick, if it weren't for the truth, she really didn't want to step into the door of the Tongfu Dart Bureau at all.

The three of them got out of the inn and caught up with Liangyuan, who was walking in front, and rushed towards the Tongfu Dart Bureau together.

Liang looked around again, looked at the door of the Tongfu Dart Bureau that was still closed, and said strangely: "The sun has risen so high, why is the gate of the Tongfu Dart Bureau still closed?" ”

Yan Lingjiao looked at Wu Qizhe and said with a smile: "Last night, Jin Tongfu's old thief was beaten half to death by Brother Qizhe, and it is estimated that the entire dart game is closed!" ”

"No, such a big dart game, how can there not even be a gatekeeper." Liangyuan immediately retorted.

Liang stepped forward to knock on the door again, but before he could push hard, the door had already opened.

Looking at Liangyou, who had already entered the Tongfu Dart Bureau, the three of them followed immediately.

What makes people feel a little weird is that there is no movement at all in this huge Tongfu dart game.

The three of them turned the partition wall of the front door and came to the square, and they were full of corpses scattered everywhere, and they knew by looking at their clothes that they were the dart masters of the Tongfu Dart Bureau, and the blood stains on their bodies had dried up, but the entire square was infected with blood-red purgatory.

Liang was already shocked and couldn't speak.

"What the hell is going on?" Yan Lingjiao's face was frightened, and she subconsciously retreated to Wu Qizhe's side.

"Vendetta, another murder." Ryogaki said, who examined the body.

"Who did this, it's so cruel." Liang covered his mouth again and exclaimed.

"It's the same as the Tiger Roaring Hall." Yan Lingjiao stared at everything around her with wide eyes.

"It's the same person who did it." Wu Qizhe pointed to the poem left on the wall in the distance: "Look. ”

"The same extinction, the same verse." Yan Lingjiao looked at the blood poem on the wall in disbelief.

"The difference is that the last time you survived, this time it seems that no one survived."

"What do you mean by that?" Yan Lingjiao looked at Liangyuan puzzled.

"Seventeen years without a soul and resentment, it seems that this deceased person only made a spiritual wish to become a spirit master seventeen years after his death." Connecting the verses on the wall, Liangyuan analyzed.

"Then this deceased undead must have a blood feud." Liang was puzzled: "But why wait seventeen years? ”

Ryogaki walked back and forth, explaining: "Spiritual wish is a kind of energy that changes with the accumulation of time, and the longer the accumulation, the greater the resentment, and the stronger the energy, and the spiritual wish acts on the spirit disciple's body, so it will eventually make the spirit disciple extremely powerful." ”

"And how powerful can this person you call a spirit disciple be?" Yan Lingjiao asked.

"This is a spiritual disciple with a seventeen-year spiritual wish." Liang Yuan said with a solemn expression: "It is the most powerful spirit disciple I know, and he can kill any master of the rivers and lakes in an instant." ”

"Only our Spirit Regiment can restrain him!" Good and rightfully said.

"If it's the Black Humerus Master, maybe there will be a chance of victory." Liangyuan said with his hands on his chest.

"Ah, that's amazing!" Liang and frightened.

"Then my hatred... How can I avenge my revenge? "Thinking of the strength of the spirit disciples, when will I be able to avenge my father's murder? Yan Lingjiao couldn't help but fall into deep despair.

"Miss Xuan, don't worry, I was thinking about meeting that spirit disciple to see if he is really as powerful as Liangyuan said." Wu Qizhe patted Jia Xuan's fragrant shoulder.

"Brother Qizhe." Yan Lingjiao bit her red lip lightly, and said with a tangled expression: "Forget it, I don't want you to be in danger because of my affairs." Although she was anxious to take revenge, she didn't want to put Wu Qizhe, who had a life-saving grace on her, in danger.

"That's right, Brother Qizhe, this is a seventeen-year re-aspiration spirit disciple, even the Black Hume Master may not be able to control it!" Liangyuan poured cool waterway.

At this moment, the door of the main hall creaked open, and the four people present focused their eyes at the same time.

The door of the main hall was pushed open, and I saw a young man staggering out of it, unstable on his footing, and with a "bang", the whole person fell to the ground.

"Hey, that's not Big Brother Dengfeng!" Liang exclaimed again.

Baili Dengfeng, it seems that last night, he still fought with the spirit disciple enemy nine, his current appearance, he knew that he must have lost a defeat, I have to sigh that the spirit disciple is strong, the body of Chongyang, comparable to the strength of the seven heavens, but it is not the opponent of the spirit disciple enemy nine at all.

"You know?" Yan Lingjiao said curiously.

"Last night, we followed Brother Dengfeng all the way, and was discovered by Brother Dengfeng, he was not angry, and let us go, but unexpectedly came to the Tongfu Dart Bureau." Liang explained again.

"Looking at the situation, he has already fought a battle with the spirit disciples." Liangyuan analyzed.

"Seeing that he is not lightly injured, let's take him back to the inn first." Wu Qizhe proposed.

"Okay, just listen to Brother Qizhe." After being released by Baili Dengfeng last night, Liang didn't feel bad about him, so Wu Qizhe said that he would bring it back to the inn, and she was naturally the first to echo it.

"Liangyuan, you take him on your back, and we'll go back to the inn." After speaking, Wu Qizhe had already turned around and left.

"Why me?" Liangyuan said with a bitter face.

"It's not who you are." Liang pointed at himself and Yan Lingjiao again: "Do you still want my sister Jia Xuan and two women to carry it?" He asked politely.

Liangyuan helplessly held up Baili Dengfeng's body and carried it on his back.

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