The strange man just stood in front of me, and I let out a long breath and pushed him away with the last of my strength.

As the rain fell, I leaned weakly on the lamppost behind me, and with some tiredness, I took out a cigarette from my trouser pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath.

All I thought about was that, what a pity, this weird man would never answer me to that question just now.

And it seems that every battle always has to go through twists and turns, when will you be able to completely dominate a battle? In the final analysis, it's just a matter of insufficient strength.

A more and more mournful tune kept ringing in the alleys, accompanied by a drizzle, which made people feel a kind of desolation of prosperity and fall.

The strange man in front of me had already begun to walk aimlessly into the alley with his eyes out of focus, I took two puffs of the cigarette in my hand, and then threw away the remaining half of the cigarette, there are many things to deal with, smoking two puffs of cigarettes is already a luxury, I have no time to waste.

Wiping a handful of rain from my face, I walked over to the guards.

I found that except for Uncle Lan's situation, the other secret guards were just unable to move, and their minds were still clear, and their eyes were full of excitement when they looked at me, but the pain made them unable to speak.

I probably checked Uncle Lan's injuries and found that the strange man didn't hurt the fatal artery, otherwise Uncle Lan would not have been able to support his heartbeat until now. However, those wounds are also very deep, and I don't know why, and there is still no tendency for blood to clot.

I was going to tie up that weird man, but I ripped off my shirt and it's still there.

After all, I have learned some simple methods to stop bleeding, and I can only simply help Uncle Lan bandage it.

And the other secret guards, I also checked it a little, and there were more than one fracture, and it was such a pain that made these iron-blooded men speechless, right?

I didn't dare to move any of them at will, the broken bones could puncture the internal organs, and I guess that's all I could.

There's no problem on Su Ling's side, I don't think there's anything to worry about, and A-Yao doesn't know what's going on? Now still in a coma in the alley, there is no tendency to wake up.

I sighed helplessly, all I could do now was wait.

Raising his eyes, he saw that the tall and elegant figure at the end of the alley was still there, and a transverse flute walked towards the depths of the alley step by step.

And at this moment, the softness and poignancy of the tune seems to have come to an end, and after a slow bass, without warning, the tune takes a turn, and suddenly becomes agitated, like a hero at the end of the road, forced to a dead end, and finally draws his sword, to fight the last battle in a sea of vicissitudes and desolation.

On the other hand, the strange man who was confused and circled in the alley screamed wildly for no reason, and suddenly began to go crazy in the alley, desperately hitting the wall, and even began to hurt himself, constantly tossing himself.

I avoided it a little, so as not to hurt the innocent and closed my eyes, but I could feel the tune sensitively in my ears, under this tune, there was a powerful spiritual force, integrated into this seemingly harmless tune, and there was also an unknown force, which fused into an absolutely powerful control aura.

I think this unknown force is probably the key to this tune only acting on demons.

However, when I opened my eyes, I saw that the tall figure was already standing less than five meters beside me, and the excitement still continued only in the drizzle, such an elegant man is only suitable for such a demon killing demon who does not eat the fireworks of the world, right?

Emperor Tong!

Does it always come at the last critical end of this kind?

My eyes fell on him, today it was a close-fitting black silk shirt, slim pants of the same color like a prince in the dark night.

It seems that I don't even have a shirt anymore, and my body is covered with scratches, and I am very wolf with bruises.

It feels like a gap between a beggar and an aristocrat

Feeling my gaze, Emperor Tong also squinted at me, and there was just indifference and arrogance in his eyes, as if it was not difficult to play this song, and he still had spare strength, and he didn't care much.

I was bored with myself, and at this time I looked at the strange man in the alley who had tortured himself even more scarred than me, and his deformed limbs made it difficult to even walk, and he began to release his demonic power non-stop.

I could feel that within two or three meters in front of him, the cold power was dense, and the indiscriminate collision brought up gusts of cold wind, raising all the rain like a trapped beast walking at the end of the road, locked in a cage, but still trying to concentrate all his strength to break through.

It's a pity that the weird man who has no strength and begins to vomit blood, hurting his soul, must have sensed it in his brain.

At this time, the rousing tune of the Jin Ge Iron Horse suddenly began to become tender and mournful.

It's like a hero who has exhausted his last strength and fallen to the end of the road, and a weak woman regardless of the danger, squeezed away the cold-blooded enemy, rushed over, and hugged the last lingering in the hero's end, which makes people feel the urge to cry.

There is also the exhaustion of wanting to sleep for a hundred years in grief after exhaustion, and under the comfort of the tune, people want to be quiet more and more.

The strange man didn't move, he lay down in the rain very abruptly, and as the tune progressed, he could still roar twice at first, and gradually his breathing calmed down, and there was no more sound, and even in the end his breathing became difficult, and the ups and downs were extremely weak.

The last syllable finally ended, and Emperor Tong slowly put down the transverse flute in his hand.

I saw that it was definitely a bamboo flute, but for some reason, it was densely covered with purple markings like thunder and lightning.

And those markings, as long as it is a little bit of a person, can be seen, absolutely innate, not acquired processing, no matter how ingenious things are, can not escape a carved smell in it, the top craftsmen pay attention to ingenuity, and do not work can not achieve the natural naturalness.

So, the weird bamboo pattern left a very deep impression on me.

"Ye Shao? When will I see you, to be able to compare with the less wolf bèi? "The Tong Emperor walked past me, and a cold, unemotional voice sounded in my ears.

I was speechless, he had appeared three times, and whether it was the intersection in the afternoon, the messy bar, or the deep alley in the dark night, there was not a single time when I was not wolf.

He walked coldly towards the strange man who didn't know how, looked down at the man arrogantly and condescendingly, let out a disdainful 'sneer', and then turned around, looked at me so arrogantly, and said: "Ye Shao, such a little demon, he didn't take it down with the demon suppression spell?" Do you still have half of Nie Yan's demeanor? ”

At this time, footsteps finally sounded in the alley, and I don't know if it was the person called by Su Ling who arrived, or the person from the Tong Emperor who suddenly appeared, or someone else?

Originally, my attention was attracted by these footsteps, but the words of Emperor Tong blocked my heart, as if I had been touched by a sore spot, and I said in a low voice: "He is him, I am me!" At least I have lived as Ye Zhengling for more than 20 years. ”

"Really?" I don't know if it's because of my long legs, Emperor Tong has already walked towards me, and he stepped in front of me in three or five steps.

He looked at me with a funny gaze, as if he was watching a weak person who had to find an excuse for that kind of clumsy trick, and he muttered for a long time before he spoke: "I hope this is not an excuse that you are incompetent." ”

"Heh, whether it's an excuse or not, I don't know. I'm still alive, and we're not sure yet. I looked at Emperor Tong, tried my best to endure the pain of the wound, and straightened my spine.

"Oh? Can't you thank me for living? How many times should you be thanked, you say? The corners of Emperor Tong's mouth seduced a smile, but there was no warmth and happiness in the smile, but it seemed to have endless ridicule.

If it's a girl here, I'm afraid I'll be fascinated and say, this is a nobleman full of evil charms, right?

"Of course I should thank you, I know the grievances." I'm not afraid to admit this fact either.

At this time, there were already five people walking in the alley, but looking at the eye contact between Emperor Tong and them, I am afraid that these people are Emperor Tong's people Emperor Tong just nodded at them slightly, and these people consciously walked towards the strange man, two of them lifted him, and the other three people helped, and walked towards the exit of the alley.

I sighed in my heart, the important clues are empty after all.

Emperor Tong didn't seem to care very much, he just chuckled in the face of my words, and then said to me before turning around: "What I want is never your grievances and grievances, but that you and I have been parallel for too long, and we always have to distinguish between high and low." Fate has turned to today, isn't it destined to have an answer? ”

I was silent.

And he said: "Don't worry, this little demon acts strangely, and has been targeted by us for a long time, but you were unlucky to bump into it." It's not like I'm robbing you. ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked away completely, leaving behind him the rain that was raging behind him.

In the distance, there seemed to be the sound of sirens.