"Feng Qi...... Save me...... Help me......"

Yun Zhuo's weak cry for help still lingered in his ears, as if he had floated from another country, so unreal, so ethereal.

Feng Qi looked at Yun Zhuo, who was lying in the wilderness covered in blood and disheveled, and squatted down cautiously, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

She held Yun Zhuo in her arms, her crystal eyes creeping with a layer of mist, and her voice was a little choked.

"Yun Zhuo, how could you be like this...... Who did this to you? I slaughtered them for you! ”

Yun Zhuo's clothes were torn apart, and blood stains flowed down his lower limbs, when did Yun Zhuo, who had been pampered since childhood, suffer such humiliation?

Yun Zhuo didn't cry when she died because of her injuries, she didn't cry when she looked at Gu Nianqing, but now she can't hold back.

A pale hand grabbed Feng Qi's shirt tightly, and a pair of eyes were full of desolation and unwillingness, "Feng Qi ......"

But the sentence has not been finished, and there is no next sentence.

Feng Qi untied his shawl to cover Yun Zhuo's body, knelt in place and wept silently.

Yun Zhuo really looks like her sister......

She didn't know what Yun Zhuo wanted to say in the end, to avenge her? Or do something else for her.

In a trance, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Feng Qi's arm, and Yun Zhuo's dead appearance suddenly magnified in his eyes, it was so miserable and hideous.

"It's all because of you!"

Feng Qi woke up from his sleep, broke out in a cold sweat, and was relieved when he saw the surrounding arrangements, it turned out to be a dream.

On that day, Yun Zhuo met the rogue, but he was not spared, and when he arrived, Yun Zhuo had committed suicide due to humiliation.

Although Feng Qi has killed Liukou without leaving a piece of armor, she still dreams that Yun Zhuo is blaming herself, and she should have something to do.

I buried Yun Zhuo in her grave, at least so that she could relax and meet Gu Nianqing.

She held the sword in her hand, her thoughts drifting away, and the smell of blood wrapped around her body still did not dissipate.

"I heard that there is a know-it-all know-it-all in the dungeon ghost market?"

"Yes, yes, it is rumored that if you can ask, then he will definitely be able to answer."

"And such a good thing?!"

"But not everyone can ask questions, every month the ghost market fights for the ghost king's order, and only those who get the ghost king's order can see this know-it-all."

"But the Ghost King Order is not so easy to grab, do you see, these people are here for it."

Sitting in the teahouse, Feng Qi lowered his head and drank tea, quietly listening to the chatter at the next table.

These two people are probably newcomers, and they are all talking about old sesame seeds and rotten grain.

I have been waiting in the dungeon for a month, and today is the time to fight for the Ghost King's Order, so I naturally can't miss it.

I still can't rest assured about Yun Zhuo, but there is nowhere to find out so many doubts, so I can only start from the Ghost King's order.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

An earth-shattering drum sounded rapidly, and the sound was mighty.

As the name suggests, the dungeon is built underground, and the terrain is complex, but it is also extremely prosperous.

The entrance to the dungeon is hidden, ordinary people can't enter, and the entrance is guarded by ghost soldiers.

There were already a lot of people gathered under the high platform, but it was surprisingly quiet, and everyone was staring intently at everything on the high platform.

A group of tall ghost soldiers in red armor escorted a man in a dark robe, the man was wearing a wide cloak, and his whole face was hidden in the darkness.

The campfire on the stone wall began to flicker slightly, but it quickly calmed down.

The black-robed messenger's withered hand trembled and raised a token, and the black gold was engraved with a cumbersome dragon inscription - the Ghost King Order!

The crowd was slightly agitated and eager to try.

The voice of the black-robed messenger was like his hand, old and weak, but it was extremely clear at this moment.

Feng Qi in the teahouse opposite looked at everything carefully, and it was only a dark river separated from the high platform.

The boats moored above the dark river were also full of people, just like Feng Qi, they were all waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

"Those who get the order of the ghost king can know the affairs of the world."

It's just such a short sentence, and the ghost king order in his hand is released like this and falls vertically.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of people rose into the air, but they were soon trampled and fell.

The people on the dark river couldn't help but rush forward, and drew their sharp blades to kill a bloody path, which immediately caused a scuffle.

The water and blood flowed together, and the wails and shouts that came from time to time were terrifying.

The people who originally watched the play stepped aside early, for fear of being affected.

Feng Qi looked around and observed that he was not the only one who was dormant.

The people on the ship who had not yet moved also saw Feng Qi, but their eyes met, revealing a contemptuous smile, which seemed to be inevitable.

Half a moment later, the Ghost King Order was still circulating in the hands of different people.

A scarred man finally grasped the Ghost King Order at the cost of an arm, and after struggling to get rid of the entanglement, he crawled towards the high platform.

As long as it is in front of the black-robed messenger, this farce should be over.

But after only a few steps to climb up the wooden platform, he was dragged down.

Seeing the right time, Feng Qi put down the teacup in his hand, and Feng Qi had already reached the dark river amid the splash of tea.

Passing by the ship, he stepped on the man's shoulder and effortlessly snatched the Ghost King's Order.

There are also many people like Feng Qi who are waiting for the fisherman to profit, and when he saw Feng Qi making a move at this time, he no longer hesitated, and he poured out of the shadows.

didn't have time to get on the high platform, Feng Qi was surrounded by groups.

"Hand over the Ghost King's Order, and you can still leave."

One kicked away the sword lying on the ground, and said in an eerie threat.

Feng Qi's face did not change, "If you have the ability, just come and get it." ”

When the swords and lights met, there was a clanging sound, which was not as bloody as the scramble of the squares, and it was mostly stopped at the point.

But Feng Qi's fists were hard to beat with his four hands, and he gradually felt that it was difficult, and he could only dodge those sharp claws that kept stretching out towards him for the time being.

While he was entangled, another man fell in front of Feng Qi without warning.

It's Gu Nianqing.

Feng Qi was slightly surprised, how could this person appear in the dungeon?

Gu Nianqing didn't look back at Feng Qi, but she seemed to recognize it.

"I'm here for Yun'er, you just have to go, I'll hold it off."

Feng Qi is not a hypocritical person, stepping directly on Gu Nianqing's back, he jumped towards the high platform.

Seeing this, someone rushed over and wanted to pull Feng Qi down, but they were all stopped by Gu Nianqing one by one.

Just as Feng Qi was about to arrive at the black-robed envoy, he suddenly shot out of nowhere, and the sound of cutting through the sky was really piercing.

"Be careful!"

Feng Qi couldn't dodge, so he subconsciously swung his sword to block, and the sharp arrow was cut off, but the arrow still went straight into Feng Qi's waist.

But fortunately, Feng Qi had already reached the high platform, his bloody hand held up the Ghost King's Order, and the black-robed messenger raised his hand gently, and there was another drum beat.

This farce is over.

Feng Qi sat up with great difficulty, covering his wounds and looking into the shadows.

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart, everything has been dormant for so long, everything is in vain, I should be very angry, right?

The man in the shadows gradually came forward, his face masked, and he couldn't see clearly.

The purple robe was particularly dazzling, and the bow and arrow in his hand still maintained the shooting action, seeing that Feng Qi arrived at the high platform, the man seemed to be a little disappointed.

But he didn't mean to continue, he just bowed respectfully towards the black-robed envoy and retreated into the darkness.

The black-robed envoy glanced down at Feng Qi and said lightly: "Tomorrow at noon, remember, you can only ask one question, and you still need to think twice." ”

The crowd dispersed, and the remaining ghost soldiers began to clean up the stumps and broken arms.

The people who secretly wanted to teach Feng Qi a lesson didn't dare to do it anymore, so they could only leave silently.

Gu Nianqing hurriedly jumped onto the high platform and helped Feng Qi up, "Are you okay?" ”

Feng Qi pulled out the broken arrow on his waist, but fortunately it was not inserted deeply, and the injury was not serious.

However, looking at the bloody broken arrow in his hand, Feng Qi was slightly stunned.

Maybe the person who shot that arrow was not Gu Nianqing......

She shook off Gu Nianqing's hand, and her tone was a little cold, "What are you doing here?" ”

Gu Nianqing's brows furrowed slightly, "You haven't answered my question that day." ”

Feng Qi frowned slightly, looked at Gu Nianqing and pursed his lips slightly, "Yun Zhuo ......"

But Feng Qi couldn't say anything, it was because he didn't take care of Yun Zhuo that Yun Zhuo died so desolately.

She hesitated for a moment, then threw out the broken arrow in her hand, "Yun Zhuo's injury was not the arrow you shot, but someone else. ”

"What did you say?"

His eyes were full of incredulity, of course he knew how to measure his archery skills, and it was impossible to shoot Yun Zhuo's vital point, nor could he miss it.

Feng Qi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and clenched the Ghost King Ling very tightly.

"There are other people who hurt Yun Zhuo, so the general might as well check if there were other people on the battlefield that day."

As if thinking of something, Feng Qi suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Nianqing, "The general knows better than anyone else about the battlefield." ”

Ignoring Gu Nianqing's stunned behind, Feng Qi chased directly in the direction of the purple-robed man.

No matter what Gu Nianqing says, he is also a dignified general, and he should have his own way to investigate these things, and he can put less effort into it.

The same arrow, the same strength, you won't be mistaken.

Suddenly, I remembered that the war had not subsided that day, and when I took Yun Zhuo away, I met so many people wearing battle armor.

Although they did not face each other, they were not with others, but searched for something on the city wall.

It was they who spilled all the oil and lit the fire.

Now that I think about it, those people may have come to find Yun Zhuo.

But after chasing out in the direction where the purple-robed man left for a long time, Feng Qi still didn't find anything, but the wound was still aching.

There was no way, Feng Qi could only return to the inn where he was temporarily staying and make plans again.

The dungeon is said to be small and not small, there are some on the ground here, and there are also those that are not on the ground.

But the dungeon is not big, and it doesn't take half a day's work, and the news that Feng Qi got the ghost king's order has been spread all over the place.

That is, fortunately, there is an order for everything, and those who have obtained the order of the ghost king are blessed by the dungeon, and no one dares to find her unhappiness.

But there are inevitably people who look for other ways.

People who try to find a ghost king's order have nothing more than an indispensable answer, such as who is the murderer of their relatives, and where is the person who has been looking for half the world......

Feng Qi returned to the inn and simply treated the wound, but found that the wound was slightly blackened, as if it was poisoned.

But Feng Qi is not a person who is proficient in poison, and he can't detect what this poison is.

It's just that I didn't notice that I was not feeling well, so I bandaged things hastily.

Before Feng Qi could rest for a while, a man's voice came from outside the door, but it was not Gu Nianqing.

"Is the girl in the house? Can you see it? ”

Feng Qi frowned, threw aside the bloody bandage on the table and hid it, sorted out his clothes and sat down at the table.

"Enter."

The man who came in, Feng Qi, had seen it, and it was the same person who stood on the boat and saw him.

The first thing he said was that the man asked, "Is the girl hurt?" The smell of blood is a bit pungent......"

Feng Qi poured a cup of tea quietly, his posture was a little lazy, "What kind of blood, haven't you all seen that arrow today?" ”

The man didn't feel embarrassed, "I visited rashly today, but I asked the girl for something." ”

Taking off the hat on his head, the man revealed his face, but there was a hideous scar on his originally delicate face.

"There is a person below, I have to look for it, and I ask the girl to see the know-it-all tomorrow, and I can ask for it. If the girl agrees, whatever the girl wants, she is willing to respond to it one by one. ”

Feng Qi exhaled a hot breath and said slowly, "I also have a question that I have to ask." ”

The man's eyes were a little cloudy, "Girl, this should be the second time you have obtained the Ghost King Order, right?" ”

"Yes, so what?"

"Girl, I can't wait for next month, please ...... girl"

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Feng Qi stood up and stretched out his hand to give the order to evict the guest.

"The person you are looking for is in the dungeon, you don't need to know everything, you can go directly to the blacksmith shop in the west of the city to have a look."

This person Feng Qi has also encountered many times, but he doesn't want to pay too much attention to it, he is just a madman who is blinded by revenge.