Shen Yanchu directly refused: "How can the deity be touched casually." ”

"Host." Ye Xun was suddenly excited, and his voice trembled, "Did you hear it, the demon said that he is not something that anyone can touch, you taste, you taste!" ”

Liu Ruyan was embarrassed, she didn't know how many times she had touched it.

Just when everyone was uncertain, Dong Qingxian took the lead in front of her.

He handed it out, and there was no cowardice on his face: "The eldest husband is not informal, rather than sticking to this, it is better to get out as soon as possible, so as not to cause further accidents." ”

As he spoke, he went to pull Ah Lan, who was closest to him.

Ah Lan immediately reached out to hold it, and the other hand held her master.

Liu Ruyan saw that she could still lead another person, she didn't think about it at the time, and reached out to fish for Bai Zhi who was standing next to her, but she was empty.

Angelica Bai: "......"

He was frightened.

No, no, in fact, he was just not ready to hold hands.

Angelica Angelica unnaturally handed out her hand, slender as bamboo, white and warm, and her right hand left a thin layer of fine cocoons because of the perennial grinding of medicine.

He held it tightly, and only gently clasped his palms with his fingertips, just like the doctor's technique when taking the pulse, subtle and decent, adhering to etiquette.

Compared with Bai Zhi's reserve, Brother Gesang was much more heroic, he grabbed Bai Zhi, one hand was comparable to iron tongs, and then stretched out the other hand, handed it to Shen Yanchu in the back, urging: "Don't be stunned, hurry up!" ”

Shen Yanchu lowered his eyes and looked at the hand handed over by the Tubo man.

He has a dark complexion, a powerful force, and is covered with a thick layer of hand hair.

"......" he resisted in his heart.

Brother Gesang, who was obviously rejected, said that he was very congested, just that's it, the Han people are hypocritical!

Gesang was dressed in lambskin, and he handed the colorful tassel around his waist to Shen Yanchu.

Then, like everyone else, close your eyes and keep walking.

Gesang walked at the back, and the belt was held in his hand, which was like a shepherd herding sheep on the grassland, and he was the sheep cub being grazed.

A flock of sheep, oh no, a group of people walked out hundreds of steps in the dark in the stone alley, and the people in front of Gesang suddenly stopped.

Gesang also paused, his eyes open small slits.

But seeing that the surroundings are open, it seems to be a tomb.

Countless bronzes, jades, and antiques were piled up on the ground, as well as a jet-black coffin directly in front of him......

Talk about two ends.

Half an hour ago, Jin Buchang and Dugu Yi walked into the alley on the left together.

It is airtight, looking like a man-made minehole, with gravel of various sizes under the feet.

The water dripped down the cracks in the rocks that had been formed over the years, and the low-lying areas accumulated patches of water.

Tufuzi was holding fire in front of him, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and heard water droplets falling from time to time in his ears.

"Tick-tick-tick-tick-"

It's like a drum beat, beating in people's hearts.

Fu Xin walked around a water beach and shouted impatiently: "The young master is almost tired to death, how long do you have to walk?" ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Tufuzi is in front, habitually responding.

"How many times have you said it, why haven't you arrived yet? If you can't get out again, I'm not done with you, master! ”

"Useless stuff." Elder Jiang secretly slandered himself, and his face was gloomy all the way.

If Jin does not change, he will walk in the back not far and near.

Since entering the alley, he has not spoken a word, and along the way, the shoes are dirty and cannot be seen in the primary color, but he does not stop for a moment, not at all like the usual casualness.

When passing by a piece of sand and gravel, Jin Buchang paused for a moment, pressed his palm against the ground, trying to feel the humidity of the soil and rocks here, and then strode forward, past the crowd, and walked in front.

Immediately afterward, Elder Jiang couldn't help but speed up his pace and rushed to the front.

Fu Xin didn't bother to pay attention to these people, he walked unhurriedly, but at this moment, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a black shadow behind him, motionless, like a wooden stake.

Fu Xin looked back in surprise.

But he saw a figure appear behind him at some point, blending into the darkness around him.

Fu Xin's ghost envoy walked over in a hurry, and took out the fire fold from his bosom and lit it, thinking to himself, I don't know who it is, sneaky.

The fire fold in his hand was completely illuminated, but he saw that the man was completely black, wrapped in black cloth from head to toe.

It looks like a person but not a person, and it looks like a ghost but not a ghost.

The sound of "tick-tick-tick-" reappeared.

Fu Xin suddenly found that where is the sound of water, it is clearly blood!

Fu Xin looked up in the direction where the blood flowed, and then his eyes widened.

I saw a gap the size of a bowl in my neck.

The man clearly had no head......

"Ahh

The screams started as soon as possible, and when Jin Buchang heard the movement, Dugu Yi had already taken the lead and ran over.

So when Jin Buchang and Elder Jiang came one after another, they saw Dugu Yi squatting there, helping Fu Xin's corpse.

"He's dead?" Jin Buchang asked, "Who killed it?" ”

Dugu Yi's eyes drooped, and he sat on the ground without saying a word.

Elder Jiang saw Fu Xin's eyes wide, his eyes were frightened, and there was a sharp sword mark on his abdomen.

The wound is deep, the strength is great, and it freezes in an instant, and no blood leaks out.

Elder Jiang looked disdainful: "It turned out to be the famous technique of the head of your Qingyan Sect, which is pure and cold, but the sword qi can turn into ice." In addition, this move 'geese falling on the flat sand' is extremely sharp, and the sword blade sweeps the place, and the grass and trees are broken. The head of the dignified family passed on his disciples and brutalized his fellow disciples, you are ruthless enough! ”

As soon as the junior brother died, Dugu Yi was labeled as a mutilator.

He looked at it coldly and retorted unceremoniously: "Elder Jiang killed my senior uncle first, and now he is speaking ill of each other. I'd like to know, you deliberately slandered me, could it be because you have a ghost in your heart? ”

Elder Jiang replied with a solemn face: "Here, only Dugu Shaoxia can do this kind of extremely cold exercise, and he still dares to quibble with the old man!" ”

Dugu Yi's throat choked.

The Qingyan faction's extremely cold exercises are indeed martial arts that the head of the sect has never passed on, but he has no reason to kill.

"If I say ......" Jin Buchang suddenly interjected, his gaze wandering between the two, "If I say that he didn't kill this junior brother, do you believe it?" ”

"Who are you?" Elder Jiang's eyes were sharp.

He put away the beads in his hand and gave a slight salute: "People in Xiahua County, gold will not be exchanged." ”

Elder Jiang glanced at the jade in his hand, the color was transparent, warm and bright, so his eyes were even more contemptuous: "The vendor is lowly, and his body smells of copper. ”

Jin Buchang didn't laugh angrily: "Dare to ask Elder Jiang who worked tirelessly to go to the deep mountains and old forests to hunt for treasures, how should he describe it?" ”

"You!!"

Jin Buchang continued: "The younger generation just thinks that if Dugu Shaoxia wants to kill people, he will never use the secret martial arts of his own sect, especially this kind of move that is easy to know at a glance, and charge himself with a trumped-up crime." ”

"Thank you, brother, for helping me out." Dugu Yi's tone was sincere.

But after thinking about it, he thought that his junior brother had died too strangely, and his eyebrows looked worried: "The murderer has not gone far yet, and he must not be allowed to escape!" ”

As he spoke, he put Fu Xin's body down and went to chase the murderer alone.

Not long after he left, in the distance, there was a soft exclamation from Tufuzi: "Great, there is an exit here!" ”

Hearing the exit, Jin didn't think about it and didn't want to run quickly.

Elder Jiang secretly scolded the profiteer, and immediately chased after him.

In vain, Fu Xin died without blinking his eyes, lying on the cold ground.