Shui Sheng was captured by the Blood Knife Ancestor like in the original work? This time, without Di Yun's help, the danger level has increased greatly.

After listening to Ma Daming's report, Zhao Qing frowned and said, "With the martial arts of the Blood Sword Ancestor, he still wants to escape, so he was chased by Nan Siqi's joint efforts?" I don't know if he kidnapped Shui Sheng first and angered the 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water', or was he chased and killed first and captured Shui Sheng as a hostage on the way? ”

According to the "Weapon Spectrum" she had previously ranked, the Blood Sword Ancestor's martial arts ranked fourth in the world, surpassing any single person in the Southern Four Wonders.

And this is still considering that it is not very suitable for the underworld to surpass the famous "North Four Monsters" and "South Four Stranges" in the rivers and lakes, so Yuan Fanghu, who is suspected of being a descendant of Yuan Chengzhi, was arranged to be on it.

At the same level of strength, the Blood Knife Ancestor's actual combat bonus is amazing, and with the Blood Knife in hand, it is not a big problem to kill an opponent of the same level alone. Wanting to hunt him down, Nan Siqi dispatched at least two or three of them.

Ma Daming thought for a while and said: "It is indeed Nan Siqi, and most of them are hostages who were captured later, I found out that the Blood Knife Ancestor was chased and killed by them after visiting the Qinglou." ”

The evil monk of the Blood Knife Gate went to visit the Qinglou, which was not an uncommon thing, but there was a flower-like Shuisheng on hand, but he still had to go to the Qinglou, which greatly underestimated the evil nature of the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Miss Shuisheng is really unlucky." Zhao Qing sighed, tied the bamboo stick around his waist, and asked Ma Daming, "Where is the approximate location of the Blood Knife Ancestor?" ”

was taken away by the people of the Blood Knife Gate, no matter what, there will be a lot more criticism of her behind the rivers and lakes.

Although the Blood Knife Ancestor had to deal with Nan Siqi's pursuit and killing, it was estimated that he would not attack so quickly, but he should still rescue him as soon as possible.

But then again, after this incident, Shui Sheng and Wang Xiaofeng may not be together again? Is this a good or a bad bias?

Ma Daming stretched out his hand and gestured in mid-air several times, and finally said affirmatively: "It should be in the west of the city." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a green shadow in front of me, and Zhao Qing had already climbed over the backyard wall and headed west.

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In the west of Jingzhou City, a remote house.

An extremely old monk dressed in a black-robed monk's robe sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed. He had pointed heads and shaved ears, and his face was wrinkled, like a zombie, and although his expression was similar, he naturally revealed a fierce color.

Outside of Zhang Xu, a white-shirted and beautiful Shui Sheng was lit to the acupoint, with his back against an earthen wall. Her big round eyes were open, and her face looked terrified.

A little outside, there stood an old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face.

He looked quite honest in appearance, like the most ordinary farmer in the country, and seemed to be the original owner of the house, and from time to time he glanced at the other two uninvited guests, who were obviously not of ordinary status.

Strangely enough, however, he was carrying a sword that had been cut off in half, and a new stab wound on his thigh that had just stopped bleeding.

After a long time, the old monk suddenly stood up, his left foot stilted, the soles of his feet facing the sky, and his right foot standing on the ground, his hands open upward.

But when he saw the old monk standing on one foot like this, he was like a stone statue, and he did not shake or tremble at all.

After a while, with a snort, the old monk jumped up suddenly, turned his body upside down and fell, and with his hands on the ground, he landed on his head on the ground, his hands stretched out from side to side, his feet together, and he stood upright towards the sky.

Shui Sheng looked at the more and more strange posture of the Blood Knife Monk, her heart was pounding, and she was terrified, she caught a glimpse of the old man standing on the side with her spare eyes, and kept blinking her eyes, thinking:

This old man's martial arts are not bad, and he has fought with the Blood Sword Monk just now, so he should be a righteous senior who has been living in seclusion in a remote place in the city.

It's a pity that the old man didn't recognize my identity. If he escaped and asked my father for help while the evil monk was practicing, he should be able to escape, and he might have a chance to be rescued.

I blink like that, can he understand what I mean? If I can escape from the clutches of evil monks today, I will definitely be rewarded by my father and uncle a hundredfold in the future.

But no matter how Shui Sheng blinked and frowned, the old man not far away pretended not to see it, which made her cry.

After another period of time, under Shui Sheng's frightened gaze, the old monk opened his eyes and finished his work, walked up to the two of them, and laughed a few times.

The peasant-like old man threw the long sword in his hand to the ground and asked with a trembling expression, "This master, I don't know which master of the Blood Sword Sect you are?" What should I call it? ”

"I am the head of the Blood Knife Sect's generation, you can call me by the Dharma name, 'Blood Knife Ancestor'." The old monk glanced at the old man a few times, and suddenly asked: "This hand-like Liancheng sword technique just now, you are the 'Iron Lock Hengjiang' Qi Changfa." ”

With a vicious smile on his face, the Blood Knife Ancestor looked at Qi Changfa dressed as a peasant, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Since Qi Changfa "assassinated his senior brother", he was actually built into the wall by Wan Zhenshan and faked his death to escape, he found the most remote and hidden location in this Jingzhou city to live temporarily.

However, more than a month ago, Wan Zhenshan was killed by a woman who suddenly appeared, and said that she had mastered the location of the treasure.

Qi Changfa didn't believe much about this, but suspected that the other party wanted to design and snatch the "Liancheng Sword Spectrum" that he had once gotten, so he hid it deeper in the private house in the west of the city.

However, there are some coincidences that in order to avoid the pursuit of Nan Siqi, the Blood Knife Ancestor also wanted to find a private house in the west of the city to hide. Maybe it was because the two of them had no distinction in the choice and judgment of the hidden location, and they found the same place.

When the Blood Knife Ancestor saw that there was a martial arts master hiding here, he immediately took out his sword to defeat and cut Qi Changfa, and at the same time recognized the swordsmanship made by the other party, so he spared his life, and guessed his identity according to Qi Changfa's appearance and age.

"Ancestor, what is the identity of this girl? I don't know what the ancestors have commanded? Qi Changfa pointed to the water sheng on the side and asked.

He wiped the cold sweat from his face, and his whole person was a little calmer than he looked before. Obviously, most of the fear in his previous words was disguised to make the Blood Knife Ancestor reduce his killing intent.

Seeing that the "righteous senior" he imagined before suddenly turned into Qi Changfa, who had a bad reputation, and he also gave in to the evil monk on the spot, Shui Sheng's heart became more and more desperate.

"Hehe," the Blood Knife Ancestor looked at Shui Sheng carefully with a smile, then turned his head to Qi Changfa and said:

"Qi Changfa is right. How several of the ancestors' disciples died in this Jingzhou City, as well as clues about the treasures of Liancheng, as long as you know the content, tell me earlier. Otherwise......"

He suddenly stretched out his hand to his waist, and with a shake, there was already a soft Burmese knife in his hand. The blade of the knife couldn't help trembling, as if it was a living snake, but when I saw that the blade of this knife was all dark red, and the blood light was faint, it was very terrifying.