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Chapter 52: The hosta opens up to meet the wolf in the mountains

Feng Rui didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly swung his sword. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 With a "dang" sound, the two of them each took a big step back.

Feng Rui couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and when he stared at it, he saw a masked man in a black robe holding a long sword standing seven feet in front of him, and a miserable white skull was embroidered on the placket of this person's chest.

"This person must be a first-class master in the ghost castle, and he is also the leader of this group of ghost castle killers, there is a poem 'shoot people and horses first, and capture thieves and capture kings first', I have to take this person down first, otherwise, someone will die!" Feng Rui's heart moved, and the man let out a long roar and attacked with a sword.

Feng Rui made a mistake, avoided the sword, and immediately unfolded his body and fought with the man.

Both of them are first-class players in the world, and for a while, the sharp blades are flying, and the figures are flying vertically and horizontally. Unconsciously, more than a dozen moves have passed, and the two are indistinguishable.

In the fierce battle, Feng Rui glanced at it, and saw that although Zhi Yan had killed several ghost castle killers, there were not many people left in the Divine Sword Pavilion at this time, and he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, and secretly thought: "If you don't make a trick, I'm afraid it will be difficult to retreat from the enemy today, and when Gao Buke and others will come, it will be difficult for Zhi Yan and I to live!"

In an instant, thirty moves had passed, and the two were still fighting inseparably. When the fight reached the interval, Feng Rui suddenly took a step back, shook his hand, and shouted, "Look at the hidden weapon!"

The man hurriedly dodged, but he didn't know that Feng Rui was bluffing, and there was no hidden weapon in his palm. The man was only slightly stunned, and then he attacked with a sword again.

Feng Rui took two steps sideways, shook his hand again, and shouted, "The hidden weapon is here!"

The man snorted, but didn't dodge. But when he saw the white light flashing, he heard a "poof", and a sleeve arrow had hit the right shoulder of the masked man, and the blood flowed for a long time, staining the placket of his clothes.

Feng Rui smiled slightly, and said, "I told you that the secret weapon is coming, but you don't believe it, what's the matter, it's a trick!" The words fell, and a little under his feet, he stabbed a sword towards the man's throat.

Feng Rui didn't like to use hidden weapons, but Zhi Yan said that the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are sinister, and sometimes it is not a scandal to use hidden weapons to retreat from the enemy to save their lives, so she gave Feng Rui a few hidden arrows. Feng Rui has never been used, but I don't want to use it today.

The masked man in the dark robe covered the wound with his hand, and at this time he had no intention of fighting, so he immediately took a few steps back, turned around, and only a few ups and downs, and then walked out of the Divine Sword Pavilion.

Feng Ruiyou looked at it, but saw that there were only six or seven ghost castle killers left in the field. However, at this time, all the people of the Divine Sword Pavilion had already died.

Feng Rui looked at the several ghost castle killers, there was already fire in his eyes-anger, and he immediately shouted, flew closer, and the sword in his hand was wantonly swayed, stirring up a rain of blood in the sky. In a few moments, the ghost castle killers had already fallen to the ground one after another, and their souls were broken on the spot.

Feng Rui looked up at Zhi Yan and said, "Zhi Yan, are you okay?" Zhi Yan smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but she heard the sound of fighting coming from the hall of the Divine Sword Pavilion not far in front of her.

The two looked at each other, then hurried towards the hall.

The two of them rushed into the hall and stared at it, only to see a middle-aged man with a long beard under his jaw and a sickly face fighting seven or eight ghost castle killers. Although the corpses of several Ghost Castle killers had fallen beside him, he was also stained with blood, and blood was pouring from his mouth, apparently seriously injured.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman covered in blood rushed out of the inner room, and when this person saw the middle-aged man, he screamed: "Jin Chen, let's ......" Before the words were finished, a ghost castle killer rushed forward, and with a wave of his long knife, he cut her into two pieces, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man roared and flew away. However, he had barely taken a few steps before he was held back, even though his hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot. In the fierce fight, he made an "ah" sound, took two steps, and almost fell, but he was stabbed in the back again.

Feng Rui looked angry and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!" With that, he rushed forward with his sword.

Zhi Yan waved the cold electric sword in her hand and also joined the battle circle. The strength was whirring like the wind, and the blade light was like electricity, and in a short time, those ghost castle disciples had already returned to the underworld.

There was an instant silence in all directions, a cold wind blew, and the hall was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Feng Rui returned the sword into the sheath, hugged his fists and said, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, is it the master of this room, Lu Jinchen and the master of the Lu Pavilion?"

The middle-aged man nodded, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but with a "wow" sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, shook his body, and fell to the ground.

Feng and Zhi hurriedly stepped forward to hug each other.

This middle-aged man is none other than Lu Jinchen, the master of the Divine Sword Pavilion. He took a few deep breaths and said, "You guys...... You are ......"

Feng Rui was thinking about how to answer, but he heard Zhi Yan say: "Pavilion Master Lu, don't worry, we are by no means from the ghost castle, we are here to save you!"

Lu Jinchen nodded and said, "Thank you for your great kindness, I ...... it" Speaking of this, his eyes touched the middle-aged woman who died tragically, and for a moment, tears flashed in her eyes, and her expression was grief-stricken.

He gasped for breath a few times, and then crawled with his hands and feet toward the woman's body.

Feng and Zhi looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he wanted.

After a while, Lu Jinchen crawled to the woman's corpse and looked at the woman's face blankly, already in tears.

Feng and Zhi caught up, and Zhi Yan said, "Pavilion Master Lu, is this woman your wife?"

Lu Jinchen nodded, sighed sadly, and then took out a hairpin from his wife's bun. This hairpin exudes a crystal warm luster throughout, and it is obviously made of fine jade.

Lu Jinchen looked at the hosta in his palm, was stunned for a while, suddenly turned his head to Feng Rui, and said, "Young man, please ...... this hosta Please take it for me, how about it?"

Feng Rui couldn't help but be stunned, and said, "No, no, I, how can I ......"

"Shaoxia," before Feng Rui finished speaking, Lu Jinchen smiled miserably, "I, I didn't give this hosta to Shaoxia, I have ...... I have a friend whose name is ...... His name is Qin Zheng, if the young man meets him in the future, he will be less annoying...... Shaoxia handed him this hosta and asked him to be sure...... Hit it with your own hands...... "Hit ......" said this, his head tilted, and then he didn't move, and he was already driving the crane west.

Feng Rui was stunned for a moment, then took the hosta in his hand and sighed: "The Lord of the Lu Pavilion is famous in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he is chivalrous and righteous, but he ends up like this!"

Zhi Yan said: "If it weren't for the fact that the Lord of the Lu Pavilion was seriously ill, this few rivers and lakes would definitely not be his opponent!"

Feng Rui shook his head, his expression was sad, and said: "These ghost castle killers are coming at this hosta, killing people and setting fires, and destroying the conscience of heaven, is it possible that wealth and treasures are so heavy?!"

Zhi Yan was speechless.

After a while, Feng Rui said again: "As the saying goes, 'people die in the ground', Zhi Yan, let's bury the Lord Lu Pavilion and his wife, right?"

Zhi Yan sighed: "I'm afraid it's too late!"

Feng Rui frowned and said, "What?"

Zhi Yan muttered: "After a long time, I think Gao Buke and others are coming!" As soon as the words fell, I heard a horse neighing outside the gate, indicating that someone had come here.

Feng and Zhi couldn't help but glance at each other, and their expressions changed.

Suddenly, the visitor had arrived in the hall, but it was a yellow-faced man who looked like he was thirty years old and had a goatee under his chin.

As soon as the visitor saw the situation in the hall, he immediately shouted, flew and pounced on the corpse of Lu Jinchen, the master of the Divine Sword Pavilion, and cried loudly: "Brother Lu, the younger brother is still ...... It's still a step too late, Brother Lu, you ...... You died so miserably! Brother Lu, don't worry, little brother will definitely ...... Will definitely ......."

"Your Excellency's name is a single name surnamed Qin?" Feng Rui took two steps and said.

Hearing this, the visitor raised his head and said, "Your Excellency, you ...... We don't know all our lives, how do you know?"

"Qin Zheng," Feng Rui said, "You don't need to know this question. ”

Qin Zheng let out an "oh".

Feng Rui said again: "You are a friend of the Lu Pavilion Master?"

Qin Zheng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Brother Lu and I are the best friends, we have been friends for a long time, and I ...... this morning I heard that the killers of the Ghost Castle were going to be unfavorable to the Divine Sword Pavilion, so I hurried over, who knows...... Who knew that Brother Lu had ......"

"People can't be resurrected after death!" Feng Rui sighed, "This is for you!"

Qin Zheng said in confusion: "This ...... What is this?"

Feng Rui said: "This hosta was entrusted to you by the Lord of the Lu Pavilion, please accept it!" With that, he raised his hand and handed over the hosta in his palm.

Qin Zheng looked at the hosta in front of him, and couldn't help but feel happy on his face, but looking at Feng Rui's hand, his shoulders trembled inexplicably.

He was about to stretch out his hand to make contact, when he suddenly heard the beautiful girl beside Feng Rui say, "Wait!"

Feng Rui was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said, "Zhi Yan, what's wrong?" As soon as the words were finished, he suddenly felt a strong wind hitting his face, and turned his head in a daze, but he felt that the palm shadow in front of him flashed, and before he understood what was going on, he made a "bang", and he had already been slapped in the chest.

This palm was so strong that Feng Rui took a few steps back before he took a steady stand, and was about to speak, but he felt a sweet throat, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground.

Feng Rui touched his chest with his hand, raised his head, and saw that the person who made the plot was actually Qin Zheng, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Qin Daxia, you, you are ......" As soon as the words fell, he suddenly heard Zhi Yan's wail, and he also fell to the ground.

Feng Rui couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and said hurriedly: "Zhiyan, you, what's wrong with you?!"

Zhi Yan took two deep breaths and said, "Brother Rui, I'm injured......"

"Injury, where is the injury, is it serious?" Feng Rui asked, a look of concern.

At this time, Qin Zheng laughed.

Feng and Zhi turned their heads to look at each other, only to see that Qin Zheng had already picked up the hosta. Feng Rui frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's really a couple's affection!" Qin Zheng said fiercely, "It's just that the two of you are going to die soon, hehe." ”

Feng Rui said: "You want to kill us?" Qin Zheng said: "Not bad." Feng Rui's eyes tightened: "You and I have no grudges and no hatred, why did you do this?!"

Qin Zheng sighed lightly: "Qin has no choice! Anyone who knows that I took this hosta must die, must die!"

Feng Rui said: "Why?"

Qin Zheng looked at the hosta in his palm, smiled, and said, "Because this hosta is mine!"

Suddenly, I heard Zhi Yan say, "Qin Zheng, who are you?"

Qin Zheng smiled and said, "Let me tell you the truth, I, Qin Zheng, am the hall master of the top ten hall masters under the Ghost Castle Castle Lord's seat!"

Feng Rui lost his voice and said: "Are you from the Ghost Castle? It turns out that you are the spy under the Ghost Venerable!"

Qin Zheng smiled and said, "Yes, you know a lot, but it's a pity that you still haven't thought of it, right?"

"We really didn't expect it," Zhi Yan said, "What we didn't expect is that although this hairpin is made of fine jade, it is by no means a priceless treasure, why did your ghost castle fight for just a hosta and destroy the Divine Sword Pavilion?"

Qin Zhengdao: "You want to know?" Zhi Yan said: "Yes." Qin Zheng smiled and said, "Because this is by no means an ordinary hosta!"

Zhi Yan said: "How can you see it?"

Qin Zheng groaned slightly, then laughed evilly, and said: "Anyway, you are going to die, it doesn't hurt to tell you, let you also die and understand!"

Zhi Yan said: "I'll listen to you!"

Qin Zheng said while disassembling this hosta: "What you can't imagine, in fact, this hosta is hollow, and there is a ...... hidden inside When he said this, he stopped, because he didn't expect that this hosta was not hollow.

He had unscrewed the hairpin of the hosta, but a steel needle flew out of it. He was so close to this hosta that before he could react, the steel needles hit him in the face. He immediately screamed miserably, instinctively covered his face with his hand, and the hosta fell to the ground.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the hosta fell to the ground and fell into more than a dozen pieces of jade, and Qin Zheng also fell to the ground, he covered his face with his hands and kept rolling on the ground, only for a moment, he didn't move, and he was already dead of anger.

The blood stained his yellow-skinned face red, as if it were mud in blood, blood in mud. However, the hosta was indeed hollow, because there was nothing but the jade fragments on the ground.

Feng Rui couldn't help frowning, looking confused. At this moment, Zhi Yan stood up, stretched out her hand to help him up, and said, "Brother Rui, let's go?"

Feng Rui was stunned and said, "Zhiyan, you...... You're not hurt?", the voice was a mixture of wonder and joy.