I was sitting next to Seinfeld, watching the situation in front of me, when suddenly, there was a rustling sound above my head.

"Mr. Cheng, be careful!"

Cortana, crouched on the side, gave me a warning sound.

I looked up suddenly, and I saw a dark figure swooping down on me with a sharp blade in hand.

The blade shimmered with a faint chill, pointing straight at the center of my brow!

I was shocked, and hurriedly raised the Martial King Whip and crossed upwards.

With a clang, sparks flew everywhere!

The black shadow fell to the side, looked at me coldly, and turned around directly and grabbed Seinfeld next to him.

"Feiyan, I'm here to save you."

"Stop!"

I was taken aback, thinking that this was a reinforcement to save Seinfeld, and hurriedly rushed towards the man in black.

The man in black was very strong, and I was beaten back and tired of coping, and at this moment, Cortana turned into her main body and joined the battle.

With Cortana in the background, we barely managed to settle for a tie with the man in black.

The man in black saw that he couldn't submit us in a short time, so he shook a shot and flashed to the side.

Before I could react, the man in black turned around directly, and a silver needle flew out of his cuff and shot towards Seinfeld!

Sou!

The needle was as fast as lightning, and before I could rush over, it had already pierced Seinfeld's throat!

Seinfeld's body let out a violent spasm, and she couldn't speak anymore.

Seeing that Seinfeld was certain to die, the man in black let out a sneer, jumped forward, flashed into the depths of the dense forest, and disappeared.

"Seinfeld!"

I didn't bother to chase after the man in black, so I quickly ran over and helped Seinfeld to his feet.

"Are you alright?"

Grunt......

Seinfeld tried to open her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a cloud of black blood erupted.

In that silver needle, there is actually poison!

I thought that the man in black was here to save Seinfeld, but I didn't expect him to appear this time, but he wanted to kill Seinfeld!

"Seinfeld, you must hold on!"

I hugged Seinfeld's arms, and I felt guilty in my heart.

Although this Seinfeld stole the fragments of the Soul Refining Pot, she was not guilty of death, and we still have many situations that we still haven't figured out, and now she is under my protection and killed by someone, which makes me unable to forgive myself.

Seinfeld slowly crouched down and wrote something on the ground with trembling hands.

Just halfway through writing, she spurted out a mouthful of black blood and fell straight to the ground, dead and dead.

At the same time, Lonnie and Bai Ze had already dealt with those mandrills, and when they returned, they couldn't help but sigh when they saw the situation here.

The silver needle not only contained severe poison, but also had the effect of sealing the soul, and Song Feiyan was not only sealed by a needle, but even her soul was directly sent into the yin.

It is impossible for us to get any other information from her.

"Well, it seems that we are still careless."

Lonnie said slowly: "Behind this scene, the black hand released the mandrill, attracted us to the past, and deliberately launched a sneak attack on you, making a gesture to rescue Seinfeld, but took advantage of our unpreparedness to directly kill Seinfeld. ”

"This viciousness and calculation really exceeded our expectations."

"No matter who this man in black is, I must find him out!"

I clenched my fists and said angrily.

"Look, what is this earth?"

Bai Ze pointed to the handwriting that Song Feiyan had just written on the ground and said to us.

Only then did I realize what Seinfeld had just written on the ground, so I hurried over to check it out.

Because Seinfeld's consciousness was close to blurring at that time, the handwriting was crooked and illegible.

A few of us watched it for a long time, and finally realized that what Seinfeld wrote seemed to be the word "Liu Wang".

"King Liu, what do these two words represent?"

I held my chin and fell into deep thought.

The handwriting written by Seinfeld before his death must have meant something, but these two words make people think of anything at all.

"Mr. Cheng, these two words written by Song Feiyan seem to be the names of a village and town."

Cortana squatted there and watched for a long time, then raised her head and said to me slowly.

"You know this place?"

"Hmm."

Xiao Na nodded: "Didn't I always live in Bashui Township before, and I am very familiar with the nearby villages and towns within a radius of 100 miles. ”

"A hundred miles east of Bashui Township, there is a village and town, called Liuwangzhuang, you say that Song Feiyan wrote it down, could it be this place?"

I have to say that Xiao Na's analysis is very reasonable, so we quickly decided to take a trip to Liuwangzhuang to see if we can find any clues.

Then, we worked together, dug a deep pit, buried Seinfeld's life, and put three pillars of soul-sending incense on her grave.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find out who is behind the scenes, and I won't let you die in vain."

I stood in front of Seinfeld's grave and said solemnly.

After doing all this, we set off overnight and walked in the direction of Liuwangzhuang.

In the morning, we finally walked out of the barren forest and saw that there were already people and vehicles nearby.

So we took a taxi directly, and after more than an hour, we finally came to Liuwangzhuang.

This Liuwangzhuang is a small village in the middle of nowhere, with only a patch of low houses and two dirt roads in the village, which are rugged.

We walked around the village for a while, and finally we saw some old men, sitting together and playing chess.

"Uncle, let me ask you personally, is there a girl named Song Feiyan in your village?"

I leaned down and asked an old man who was playing chess.

"Who are you, and what are you doing with her?"

The old man glanced at me and asked vigilantly.

"Oh, we're friends of Seinfeld's friends, and we're here to help her bring something home."

As soon as I explained this, the old man relieved himself and sighed leisurely.

"Alas, Feiyan's child has a hard life, she has been dependent on her grandmother since she was a child, and it is said that she provoked some people who shouldn't be messed with not long ago, and she has not dared to go home, leaving only the old aunt at home alone, lonely, difficult."

After sighing, the old man told us where Grandma Seinfeld lived, and we thanked us and walked towards the east end of Liuwangzhuang Village.

Soon we came to the outside of the village, and saw a dilapidated mud-tiled house standing in the middle of the wilderness, surrounded by branches of pear trees, which was a small courtyard.

The house looked at least a few decades old, with cracked walls, many cracks in the roof, and a small semicircular opening on the left side of the house, pasted with scrap newspapers, which was considered a window.

At this moment, the door of the mud-tiled house was closed, and it was dark inside, and there was no movement coming out.

If it weren't for what the uncle said himself, I wouldn't believe that there would be people living in such a house.

As soon as I approached the fence outside, I couldn't help but be stunned.