Chapter 468: The Phantom of the Demon Head

In order to save the Seventh Lady Ouyang Xueji, Hong Yuan tried almost everything, and even instilled the pure dragon power in his body into Ouyang Xueji's body, but it was still in vain.

Ouyang Xueji didn't see any wounds on her body, but the pores on her body were oozing blood, which was a sign of extremely serious internal injuries and heavy bleeding in her body. Hong Yuan's fingertips swam and roamed around the body of the Seventh Lady, feeling and probing her body and internal organs inch by inch, and the more he probed, the more surprised he became. Ouyang Xueji's internal organs were almost all shattered, this was a fatal blow that the gods were afraid of and could not recover, and they would definitely die!

"Who is ruthless? There is not a single wound on the body, but all the organs in the body are shattered, shattered, and the vitality is lost, who has such terrifying supernatural powers in the world?"

"The three alliance giants, the national teacher Zhao Xuanji, or the peerless vine demon who guards the ancient city of Tenglong?"

"Where are the nine knives of the Half-Demon Alliance Master, where are the people?"

Hong Yuan's face became more and more solemn, before, he had been secretly following behind the half-demon warriors and alliance masters, the nine knives of the half-demon alliance leader personally led the way in front, and there were three alliance giants in the team, Ge Hong, Huayue Night and Yeqingtian, with the strength of this group of people, not to mention the momentum, at least not afraid of any danger;

"It's all headshots, and the heads of these half-demon warriors are all gone, but it's strange that there is not a single murder weapon inside or outside the side hall. Oni Wu walked over, and after carefully examining the corpses of the half-demon warriors, his face was also solemn, even extremely nervous, and his eyes were full of endless unease.

Hong Python also walked over, his eyes were equally terrifying, "Yes, I can't find a single murder weapon, no blunt weapon, no sharp blade, no crossbow arrows, nothing." ”

Many powerful war pets came over one after another, surrounding Hong Yuan, their eyes frightened. A super monster beast as strong as the Hong Python is also chilling.

"Nothing......"

Hong Yuan muttered, an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

Ghost Five, Hong Python and the others didn't know what murder weapon could kill people invisibly, but he vaguely guessed a few points, that is, the sound attack. A powerful sound attack can shoot heads, can make people's internal organs crack, and even directly erase people's souls and seven spirits to turn people into idiots. Of course, there are definitely few and far between, and there are only a few in the world. What Hong Yuan knows, one is the alliance master Dugu Qianzhang, and the other is his aunt Liu Ruyan.

Thinking of the piano sound that suddenly sounded in the darkness before, and then suddenly disappeared, Hong Yuan's heart became heavier and heavier.

"Auntie, is that you?"

"Suddenly, there was a killing spree, why? Auntie, could it really be you?"

Hong Yuan's heart was heavy, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and his limbs were cold. If it is reasonable to say that my aunt suddenly came to Tenglong Ancient City to save herself, but suddenly she started to kill, which makes people incomprehensible. Besides, does my aunt have such a ability to kill?

Hong Yuan didn't know the bottom of his heart, and only then did he realize that he didn't know enough about his aunt Liu Ruyan. Even, even the servants and ghost servants beside my aunt are unfathomable and elusive in retrospect.

"Hong ...... , Hong Gongzi?"

A faint voice came, and the seventh lady Ouyang Xueji, who was lying in Hong Yuan's arms, slowly opened her eyes.

"Madame, it's me. ”

Hong Yuan, who was contemplating, came back to his senses, looked at Ouyang Xueji, the seventh lady who had woken up, and couldn't help but light up in his eyes, and then his eyes dimmed again.

Ouyang Xueji's pale face was covered with a layer of brilliance, and it seemed that her injuries were much better after swallowing many pills, but Hong Yuan understood that those pills were useless at all, this was just a return to the light, and it was the last trace of vitality that emerged in the body of the Seventh Lady Ouyang Xueji. When this trace of vitality is also exhausted, Ouyang Xueji will be completely dissipated.

"It's coming, it's ...... It's her, it's her again......! , Hong Gongzi, ...... Let's go!"

An indescribable horror appeared on Ouyang Xueji's face, and she urged Hong Yuan to leave quickly.

"Who is the murderer?madam, is it the one who killed Ye Rou in Broken Leaf City?"

Ouyang Xueji's word 'again' made Hong Yuan's heart tighten, and he remembered Ye Rou, who had grown up with him.

"The female devil, the female devil again...... , here we go again, Gongzi Hong, run!"

When it came to the murderer, Ouyang Xueji seemed to be in shock, or fell into great fear, holding Hong Yuan's big hand tightly while shouting, her breath became even weaker, and her face gradually turned pale again, and there was no trace of blood, which was a sign of the end of the light return. This charming woman, who had worn a flying fox mask to go in and out of various occasions and had an outstanding temperament among many beautiful women, came to the end of her life, her body became colder and colder, and her consciousness began to be confused.

"Madam, tell me who that female devil is, Madam, you can't die, tell me, who is it?"

Hong Yuan asked, reaching out and patting Ouyang Xueji's face, his heart was indescribably anxious.

Although it has been a long time since the bloody case in Shattered Leaf City, he has never forgotten it in his heart, and secretly vowed to find out the murderer in his lifetime. In that bloody case, the Seventh Lady Ouyang Xueji was the only surviving witness, and if she died, she might lose hope of finding the murderer forever.

"Here it is, here it is again, it's her, it's her again......"

Ouyang Xueji spoke incoherently, her expression was terrifying, and she seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. Under Hong Yuan's questioning, he seemed to have finally sobered up a little, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak, and he barely stretched out his fingers and moved on Hong Yuan's palm, as if he wanted to write to tell Hong Yuan the name of the murderer; The people were already dead, and their expressions were still terrifying, as if they were not dying of hemorrhage in their bodies, but were scared to death by being scared to death.

"No, ma'am, you can't die, don't ......"

Hong Yuan shouted loudly, desperately instilling the dragon power in his body into the body of Seventh Lady Ouyang Xueji, but unfortunately, he was powerless.

"No, ma'am, you can't die!"

"Tell me, who killed Ye Rou, who is it?"

Hong Yuan lost his soul and felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. With the death of Seventh Lady Ouyang Xueji, she may never find the real murderer who killed Ye Rou, completely cutting off hope. One horizontal and one vertical, does Ouyang Xueji want to tell herself that the murderer's surname is 'ten', or does she have any other meaning?

Hong Yuan racked his brains, but it was more difficult to find any clues with this horizontal and vertical than ascending to the sky.

The light was dim, except for the echo of Hong Yuan's shouts, there was no sound in the side hall, Ghost Five and Hong Python and the others all shut up in unison, and everyone felt the grief and sadness in Hong Yuan's heart. In the end, it was still Ghost Wu's sharp eyes, and he accidentally found that Ouyang Xueji seemed to be holding something in his left hand, and when he took it out, he saw that it was a rag.

"My lord, what is this? Could it be ...... , is it the rag that the Seventh Lady tore from the murderer?" Ghost Five hesitated, just such a rag didn't mean anything.

Hong Yuan didn't speak, carefully took the rag, held it in his palm and lowered his head to smell it, his face changed suddenly, and a wisp of familiar breath seeped into his nasal cavity, which was the body fragrance of his aunt Liu Ruyan, who he had been familiar with since childhood.

"No, it can't be, absolutely can't ......"

Hong Yuan muttered, feeling that his heart was broken all of a sudden, his body shook and sat on the ground, his chest was dull and his throat was sweet, as if he was holding back a mouthful of blood to spurt out.