Looking at Ying Qi's appearance, Ying Zhong's heart was full of sorrow, as a servant of the Ying clan, how many vicissitudes of life were in his eyes, if Ying Qi was addicted to himself and did not repent, where would the future of the Ying clan be?

Regardless of Yi Xiaochen's dirty bloodstains, Ying Qi reached out and touched it carefully, but found nothing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"There's no reason, it's impossible!"

Hearing this, Ying Ai took a step forward and said, "Young Master, what's wrong?" Did we catch the wrong person? ”

"Are you sure you got it from that group?" Ying Qi asked again, Ying Ai and Ying Qi looked at each other, and nodded heavily: "Young Master, we did snatch it from that group of people, and there is only one prisoner in their camp, it won't be wrong!" ”

Getting this result, Ying Qi paced back and forth: "Impossible, this kid strayed into the place of the forbidden torture tomb of the Ying clan, with his ability, he will definitely come out with the broken heart jade in the tomb, why is there no one now?" ”

In this desolate woodland, Wang Zhan hid in a piece of dry grass, he looked up, there were several tents three hundred meters away, which should be the place where the gang settled, Wang Zhan looked around, and crawled forward along the dead grass in front of him, and suddenly there was a sound from his waist, which was the sound of a pager.

"Who!"

Ying Qi's subordinates, who were in charge of vigilance, noticed something strange in the vicinity and immediately went to inspect it, while someone else went to inform Ying Qi.

"Tails?"

Hearing this, Ying Qi was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Kill him, let us go, as for you..." This made Ying Zhong uncertain, and he didn't know what to do.

After being exposed, Wang Zhan was angry, raised his hand and smashed the pager hard, just like this, Wang Zhan felt several breaths leaning over from different directions.

At this point, Wang Zhan quickly pondered and estimated that a group of guys who could quickly rob Yi Xiaochen in the camp must not be good people, their own strength is clear, I am afraid they are not their opponents, if they resist desperately, they will only die worse, and Yi Xiaochen's life and death are unknown, he should think of finding out everything, instead of dying here.

At that moment, Wang Zhan took a deep breath and straightened up from the dry grass, and the moment his figure appeared, there was a bang, and a bullet hit him head-on, but this person's head was a little poor, and the bullet flew past Wang Zhan's ears.

In order not to give his life, Wang Zhan shouted urgently: "I have the news you want!" ”

Hearing this, he stopped his subordinates, he looked at Wang Zhan, did not speak, Wang Zhan estimated that these people were thinking, and when he looked, the two people behind him had almost taken out their short swords with cold light, and Wang Zhan stepped forward: "Take me to see your master, he must be willing to know my news!" ”

……

Dragged the corpse in front of him into the house and stacked it, Dahan poured a bucket of gasoline on it, smelling the faint smell of blood, Dahan's face leaked a strange expression, he turned around, a pair of eyes full of compound pupils were blood-red, people didn't dare to look at it directly, followed him out of the lighter, and when he was about to throw it into the corpse, the broken door in front of him was pushed open again, different from the group of murderous dead people underground, this time it was a man and a woman.

The man took off the hat on his head and said to the man with double eyes: "Hound dog, we meet again!" No, it should be Yiming! ”

The man with compound eyes looked at the two people who came in, and threw the lighter in his hand on the corpse pile at will, followed by a wave of heat, and then he took off his clothes, took out a windbreaker from the box in the corner and put it on, from beginning to end, he didn't take the two people in front of him in his eyes.

After putting it on, the man with compound pupils walked straight out, at this time the sky was snowing outside the door, and the boundless purity seemed to cover all the filth, feeling the waves of fire behind him, the man with compound pupils said to the two: "The hound is dead, Yiming is also dead, you and I have never seen it, understand?" Otherwise I wouldn't mind sending you to hell! ”

"Hound dog, is it possible that Tianming Pavilion is scattered, you have forgotten everything that once been, you have forgotten the kindness of Elder Sima Ge to you in the past ten years!"

Angry Annai, the woman roared loudly, she was none other than the White Fox Lingxin, a member of the original Tianming Pavilion, and the man beside her was naturally Ao Tiancheng, the hunting knife.

"Yiming, if you don't admit that you are a hunting dog, no one will care, but now, if you don't admit that you are Yiming, then I won't be able to spare you, Sima Ge's old love for ten years to keep you stable, you have to change it out!"

When the words fell, Ao Tiancheng took off his coat, leaking out a yellowish body full of muscles and corners, he pulled out the soul hunting thorn on his waist, walked behind Yi Ming, and felt the soul power on Ao Tiancheng's body, Yi Ming turned around, he grinned, but the murderous aura in it was as cold as the cold wind and snow.

"Ao Tiancheng, soul sacrificer, do you think you can kill me?"

"Whether you kill or not, it depends on the final result!"

With the moment of momentum, the demon eye tattoo behind Ao Tiancheng opened as if he was alive, at that moment, the wind was howling, cold and wild, Yi Ming's smile solidified in Ao Tiancheng's figure, he pulled out the blood-stained bone blade with his backhand, blocking Ao Tiancheng: "For the dream that has no end, is it worth it...."

……

The snow is still falling, and the northern land has been turned white by the snowfall for days.

Yunquan and Huang Ni stepped on half a foot of thick snow and struggled forward, leaving only a thin imprint, looking at the village on the hillside in the distance, Yunquan pulled Huang Ni a hand: "Bear with me, it's coming soon!" ”

Huang Ni gasped slightly and said, "Are you sure that person can explain my divination?" ”

"It should be!" Yunquan swallowed hard, after all, this cold air is too pressing, if you don't pay attention to it, the cold air that pierces the throat will rush into the lungs, making people uncomfortable: "The master once told me that Grandpa Pu is here, he was once the master's fellow disciple, but Grandpa Pu does not want to enter the world, so he retreats here, since your divination result is to go north, and Grandpa Pu is also here, he is superb in divination, even the master does not dare to compare, if he can point out one or two, the road below us can also be better!" ”

Although the hill seemed to be very close, the road was closed by heavy snow, and the two walked for two hours before coming to the village.

Yunquan took Huang Ni through the village, climbed halfway up the hill, and stopped in front of a small courtyard, but before he could knock on the door, the door opened, and a young man of eighteen or nineteen appeared in front of them.

"My master knows that you are coming, so he asked me to wait here, and you come with me!"

When Yunquan and Huang Ni saw each other, their eyes were full of surprise, could it be that this Grandpa Pu's divination technique was so profound?

Sitting down in the side cabin, the young man brought two bowls of hot soup to moisten his throat for the two: "You are Fang Yunqi, Young Master Yunquan, right?" ”

Hearing this, Yunquan was startled, and almost dropped the soup bowl in a trance. (To be continued.) )