Ji Shaoan and Ying are born as killers, and they may have missed when they killed, but they definitely didn't escape.

Otherwise, they simply wouldn't have survived now.

Lu Hong didn't chase after him, and he didn't have time to catch up with the lark, he immediately rushed back to the Elders' Church.

The candlelight in the presbyterian church was dim, the blood and the red candles blended together, and the candlelight jumped, but the room was so gloomy and terrifying, with blood on the ground and scraps of flesh sticking to the walls......

Lu Hong suddenly remembered the situation when she was in Tanglin Town, Ying was so delicate and pretty, although the assassination was unsuccessful, she always smiled so sweetly.

Fortunately, that assassination attempt was not successful, otherwise he would have been like those puddles of rotten meat on the ground.

He really couldn't imagine that such a sweet little girl would be so heartbroken to kill people.

Fortunately, Liu Yang and Qing'er are safe and sound.

Liu Yang was still sitting there in a drooping old state, and Qing'er was standing behind him, although he still held the sword in his hand, his face was already pale, and his lips were already purple.

Liu Yang's hand held a cyan ancient lamp, the body of the lamp was slender, there were shallow nicks, and there was a little blue light like a bean on the wick.

The light was dim, but it was this bean-like green light that saved their lives and made it difficult for Ying to move forward.

This ancient lamp is called Qingluan, it is an artifact found from nowhere by the second generation of sword cultivation inheritance, it is said that as long as someone blows casually on the wick, it will immediately be a karmic fire to burn the sky, even the hardest things in the world will be turned into ashes under this flame.

Now, of course, this lamp has long since lost its power, but it is not difficult to deal with Ying.

"Village Chief, Qing'er, are you all right?"

stepped forward and gently took Qing'er in his arms, stroked her satin back, and then let go of the old village chief's crutches.

Liu Yang sighed and said, "It's a pity, they are all meritorious people, although they have done something wrong, they shouldn't have ended... This kind of end",

He coughed as he spoke, apparently an old man in his last years.

Having said that, there is no regret at all.

Although he is very old and has long since lost his majesty, but with the Qingluan ancient lamp in his hand, can't even Ying stop it?

Or did he want to get rid of the six elders with Ying's hand?

He asked again: "Hong'er, what about Shao'an?"

Lu Hong said: "Let's go",

Liu Yang sighed again, nodded and said: "It's okay, let him live a little longer, in the future, if he is willing to turn back, he might as well spare his life, even if it is not impossible to leave him a seat in the Council of Elders."

"If you refuse to turn back, get rid of him",

He didn't seem to be worried at all that Ji Shaoan would be unfavorable to Lu Hong.

He has always believed in his own vision, and the successive generations of Daoxiang Village are the most talented, wise, and resourceful people, standing out from the crowd and standing out from the crowd.

Lu Hong said: "I understand, but what should the Ji family do?"

No matter how strong Ji Shaoan is, he is just a lonely person, no one cares whether he is dead or alive, but the Ji family is different.

The Ji family has been guarding the sword house for thousands of years, and they have always been loyal, and their prestige in the hearts of everyone is very high, and the Ji family has always had contacts with local famous families, and there are also marriages, which can be said to be deep-rooted, and it is bound to break the bones and bones if the Ji family is moved.

Liu Yang glanced at him with cloudy eyes and said, "Hong'er, you are the master here, you can watch and deal with it",

"With Xiao Yao by your side, the old man is very relieved, you don't have to ask me about these things in the future",

He coughed a few times, then stood up on his crutches again.

"Qing'er, send the village chief back to rest",

"And then you go back and rest too",

"Well... Yes, young master",

Lu Hong soon sent someone to find Ji Shaokang of the Ji family.

Ji Shaokang is a sword idiot, extremely obsessed with swords, and his swordsmanship is also very skillful, and some people in Xinghua Village have called him "the holy hand of the sword".

For the people here, Lu Hong's inheritance has always been a dragon that does not see the end, the main is foreign affairs, but Ji Shaokang is the patron saint here, the main internal affairs, but whenever there is a big victory, big and small affairs must rely on Ji Shaokang and the Ji family behind him.

Not long ago, Famen Wei died selflessly, and the great victory was chaotic, and the corpses, horse bandits, and grass bandits were raging, but Xinghua Village was safe and sound, which was due to Ji Shaokang's sitting.

If it weren't for Ji Shaokang, Lu Hong wouldn't dare to leave here with confidence.

Lu Hong didn't know where Ji Shaokang was hiding, but he believed that he would be able to connect with him.

Ji Shao'an's conspiracy has been revealed, and all the six elders of the Council of Elders have died, and he can quickly find six respected old men to form a new Council of Elders.

In Xinghua Village, the Council of Elders has no real power, but it is the spiritual pillar of the villagers, and people will always believe what the elders in the Council of Elders say.

In other words, the elders will say that the Ji family is black, and the Ji family is black, and the elders will say that the Ji family is white, and the Ji family is white.

So whether it is for Ji Shao'an, for the Ji family or for himself, Ji Shaokang will definitely send someone to find him to connect, before the matter can be recovered.

He didn't wait, and after finding a few candidates for the Council of Elders, he asked people to invite larks.

The lark came a little late, and it was obvious that he had just come out of the door.

"Brother Dao, but did you track down Ji Shao'an?"

He personally made a pot of tea for the lark.

The blood on the ground had just been cleaned, and the walls had been wiped all over, but the smell of blood still lingered.

There were only two people in the huge Council of Elders, Lu Hong and Skylark, but they both liked this feeling of emptiness.

The lark nodded and took a sip of tea.

"Did you find anything?",

The lark shook his head again, and said, "My tracking skills are just so-so, they are the masters in this, if I find any clues, they don't need to be killers anymore."

"But do you think that behind Ji Shaoan, there must be someone else besides the magician",

"There must be", said the lark, "and it is very likely that it is someone who is very familiar with us",

"This time in your Xinghua Village, Ji Shaoan colluded with the Elders to replace you, and several old guys in Daoxiang Village are also ready to move, it's too coincidental in time."

Lu Hongdao: "They planned very precisely, and they didn't even leave a little handle, but if something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and no one will believe that there is such a coincidence in the world."

"Yes, this matter has been too strange from beginning to end, the people of the three villages suddenly knew the way to temporarily suppress the young species of ghouls, the people of each village moved here, and Xinghua and Daoxiang suddenly attacked when everyone was not on a stable foothold, and in the process, there was one place that was always as solid as a rock",

The movements on Lu Hong's hand stopped, and a solemn expression appeared on his face. 、

Of course, he knew that the place that the lark was talking about was Zen Yin, and the Zen Yin Village was only separated by a line from the apricot blossoms and rice fragrance.