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At the moment of life and death, Zhang Tiancheng's reaction was extremely fast, and in the face of the violent and falling thunder, he immediately raised the long sword in his hand and used the most commonly used swordsmanship in Wuhemen, blocking it head-on.

"Bang!"

It's a pity that at the moment of Tianwei, Zhang Tiancheng's strength is still weaker, and the sword body and the thunder Chu encountered it, and it was smashed to pieces, and then, Zhang Tiancheng was like a big bird with broken wings, suddenly falling from the air and being smashed into the mud.

But he survived.

Zhang Tiancheng was able to survive, not because of how unfathomable the Wuhe Sword Technique in his hand was, but because an arm thinner than a lotus root appeared in front of him.

Help him stop most of the aftermath of the thunder.

Jiang Qiqi.

At the moment of the incident, Jiang Qiqi was the closest to Zhang Tiancheng, and the speed of the return was naturally extremely fast, and he rushed back to Zhang Tiancheng's side dangerously, and took the thunder with one hand!

But even so, Zhang Tiancheng was not comfortable, at this time he fell into the mud, the clothes on his body were burned out of several holes, and his hair was curled together, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell.

The aftermath of the powerful force broke one of his ribs and shattered his sword-wielding right arm, making him look miserable.

Xia Sheng and Huang Lao were shocked by the movement behind them, and came back a little late, and after seeing Zhang Tiancheng's serious injury, their hearts sank.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Tiancheng had not lost consciousness yet, he sat up very tenaciously with one hand supporting his body, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of residual blood, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know either." Then a bolt of thunder suddenly fell on me. ”

Xia Sheng frowned secretly, and immediately stepped forward to check Zhang Tiancheng's physical condition, bandaged his arm and chest briefly, and poured him a bottle of wound medicine, and then said vaguely: "The thunder has stopped." ”

Huang Lao heard Xia Sheng's voice, but he didn't answer. Instead, he bent down and helped Zhang Tiancheng up from the ground and asked, "Can you walk by yourself?"

Zhang Tiancheng gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes." ”

Huang Lao smiled and comforted: "Fortunately, Miss Jiang reacted quickly, even if you pick up a life, not far in front is the base camp built by your seventy-two alliances, you hold on a little longer, and when you get to the camp, there should be a special person to heal your injuries, it's really not good." Let them send you out of here. ”

Zhang Tiancheng glanced at Jiang Qiqi gratefully, and said ashamedly: "I'm sorry for everyone." ”

Huang Lao waved his hand with a smile: "It's all your own people, you don't have to be so polite." ”

While speaking, the four of them set off again, but because of Zhang Tiancheng, the speed suddenly slowed down, and it took more than half an hour for Xia Sheng to finally see the wooden gate standing in front of him. There are four big characters engraved on it.

Seventy-two Leagues!

Presumably, this is the human base camp built by the disciples of the seventy-two sects.

But at this moment, including Zhang Tiancheng. Instead of a sense of belonging or joy, people felt a supreme chill.

Because under the attention of Xia Sheng and others, the lintel with the four big characters of "Seventy-two League" was burned into a piece of charcoal.

It's not just the gate. In fact, as far as everyone could see, the entire camp was burning, including the simple hammocks made of grass, the wooden fences around it, and the corpses scattered around!

"Huang Lao. You are responsible for taking care of Tiancheng, Jiang Qiqi will come with me to take a look!"

When the words fell, Xia Sheng and Jiang Qiqi rushed forward and rushed directly into the flames in the sky, and they couldn't be seen!

I don't know if it's because of pain or fear, Zhang Tiancheng was trembling all over his body at this time, and stammered to Huang Lao, "...... Predecessor...... This...... It's, what's going on!"

Huang Lao's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he said categorically: "It should be the lightning we saw before." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Sheng and Jiang Qiqi had already gone and returned, and in Xia Sheng's hands, it seemed that he was still carrying a charred corpse.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Sheng had already returned to Huang Lao and Zhang Tiancheng, threw the corpses in his hands on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "There are a total of twenty-one corpses in the camp, there are no traces of battle, and no signs of foreign invasion have been found, it looks like an accident." ”

In this regard, Jiang Qiqi's words were more concise: "It's not an accident. ”

Xia Sheng nodded, turned the corpse in his hand over, pointed to a scar on the other party's throat, and continued: "Look here." ”

Huang Lao bent down, carefully distinguished, and said suspiciously: "This is ...... A knife wound?"

"Not bad. Xia Sheng responded: "If I guess correctly, this is the long-lost thunder knife, after the murderer killed twenty-one people in the camp, he set a fire, hoping to destroy all these corpses, in order to hide their true cause of death, I am afraid that the other party did not expect that we would come so quickly." ”

Huang Lao frowned, shook his head and said, "This doesn't make sense, if the thunder in the air before was caused by the Thunder Knife, then what happened to the lightning strike that this little brother encountered? At that time, we were not far from him, if someone sneaked up nearby, with the strength of the three of us, it was impossible not to find it!"

When the words fell, Xia Sheng also moved his gaze to Zhang Tiancheng's body and muttered, "Yes...... This thing is really a bit strange......"

Hearing this, no matter how stupid Zhang Tiancheng was, he could hear that something was wrong, and immediately said, "Isn't Gongzi Xia suspecting me about something?"

Xia Sheng shook his head: "It's too much of a coincidence. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You were the one who took us to the mine, and you were the one who found the cellar, when the thunder appeared, I had the opportunity to rush here first, but it was delayed because you were suddenly struck by lightning, don't you think, all of this is too coincidental?"

Zhang Tiancheng's breath was stagnant, but he didn't know how to argue, but Jiang Qiqi on the side relieved him and said, "But, why did he do this?"

"Yes...... Xia Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "This is also what I have been unable to figure out, what is the purpose of him doing this?"

As he spoke, Xia Sheng suddenly took a step forward, approached Zhang Tiancheng half a foot in front of him, stared at the other party's eyes, and asked, "Are you really a disciple of Wuhemen?"

"Of course!" Zhang Tiancheng spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he was very aggrieved because he had been wronged for no reason, and said in a deep voice: "How do you want me to prove it?" is it the waist card of my disciple in the sect, or the swordsmanship of my Wuhe Sect?"

Xia Sheng looked at Zhang Tiancheng's eyes, did not answer, but retreated again, and relaxed his tone: "At this time, I can't let go of any suspicions, if I really blame you, then I apologize to you, however, I must tell you unmistakably that from now on, I will keep an eye on you, if you want to play any tricks, it's best to think twice!"

As soon as these words came out, it seemed to be in response to Xia Sheng's questioning, and it was more like increasing Zhang Tiancheng's suspicion, and suddenly, the originally cloudless sky suddenly darkened.

Then, in just three breaths, he completely sank into the night.

It's dark.

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