When I saw Zhang Jingyuan's body hanging from the crooked neck tree, I didn't want to step forward to check his body, but turned around and prepared to leave.

Since Zhang Jingyuan asked me to meet here secretly in the middle of the night, he would definitely not mention this to others, since he was chased here and hanged him here, it means that he has been targeted before.

Hang him here, to put it bluntly, it's for me!

There is no doubt that the person who killed Zhang Jingyuan and the person who killed Daoist Jingyun were definitely the same person.

I don't have any friendship with Zhang Jingyuan, I've only met a few times, so naturally I won't have any sadness about his death. It's just that my heart is inevitably a little low.

I wanted to get back to the courtyard as soon as possible, and my gut told me that something must be wrong with the courtyard at this point.

"Woo Woo ......"

Just as I turned around and was about to leave, there was a slight sound of breaking the air behind me.

My figure flickered, dodging all the little pebbles that came at me.

"It's all here, why are you in such a hurry?" An old voice came from behind him.

I sighed inwardly, turned around, and looked over at the crooked neck tree.

When a man walked out from behind the tree, and the old and familiar face appeared in front of me again, even if I was mentally prepared, I could not help but tremble in my heart.

The old man in black, sure enough, it's him!

Appearing in this place with the same face as my grandfather, the emotions in my heart are very complicated, and when the anger and killing intent surge, there is also a feeling of indescribability.

"Zhang Dingxian!"

I gritted my teeth and looked at him, and said in a voice, "Why did you kill them?" ”

The old man in black raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised why I knew his name, and he replied calmly: "Their death has something to do with you!" If you hadn't told Jing Yun about that, he wouldn't have died. If he hadn't secretly informed Jingyuan of the matter before he died, Jingyuan wouldn't have died......"

As he spoke, the old man in black looked at the hanged Zhang Jingyuan, looked at Zhang Jingyuan's fierce and unwilling face, and sighed lightly: "Jingyuan and Jingyun, but my brother is a very optimistic disciple!" If they die, my brother will definitely be sad, and it's all because you ......"

"Does the Heavenly Master know about you?" I interrupted him.

The corner of the old man in black outlined an inexplicable smile on his lips and said, "What do you say? ”

This kind of ambiguous response has little value, and it is the same as not saying it.

Although I have a lot of questions, but now is not the time to chat with him, I don't know what the situation is on the other side of the courtyard, although Mo Yi and the old beggar have not sent out a warning signal, but I always feel a little unsteady in my heart.

"One last question!"

I stared at the old man in black and said word by word: "What is the relationship between you and Zhang Qi?" ”

He and my grandfather have the same face, and if they don't have the slightest relationship, I won't believe it.

"Guess!" The old man in black said with a playful expression.

"Guess your mother!"

I roared and went straight to it.

The two knives were still wrapped in black talismans on the whetstone, and the cracks on the knives had not completely disappeared, making them unsuitable for dealing with the old man in black.

I stepped out, and the black flames under my feet surged out, instantly bursting under the huge crooked-necked tree, directly enveloping the area several feet in a radius of several zhang over there.

"Fluffy ......"

The raging black flames burned violently, but the old man in black did not dodge, allowing the raging black flames to envelop him. A faint golden glow rose from his body, and although the golden glow was faint and flickering, it seemed that it should be able to withstand the invasion of black flames in a short period of time.

The corpses of the crooked neck tree and Zhang Jingyuan were quickly annihilated in the black flames, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a pool of ashes.

"You can't kill me with such means!"

The old man in black was shrouded in golden light, and said to me: "When I was in Jiangcheng before, I remembered that you had something like Yama on you, why don't you take it out and give it a try, maybe you can hit the old man hard in an instant!" ”

This old thing must be uneasy and kind to mention this at this time, that black finger bone is my last hole card, unless I completely fight to the death with Longhu Mountain, otherwise I am not going to take out that black finger bone.

I said coldly, "Why don't you show the other side of your evil spirit? Don't dare? Or is it something else? ”

As long as he dares to show his evil side, I will not hesitate to release the black phalanges.

Hearing this, the old man in black shook his head slightly, as if he was a little disappointed.