Bai Wushou didn't care about his injuries, so he took this opportunity to hurriedly step forward and help the seriously injured Cen Du up, put his arm through his armpit, pressed the weight of the whole person on himself, and called out repeatedly. Vaguely hearing a familiar voice, Cen Duan took a strong breath, forced open his eyes, and responded: "Second child, let's go quickly, ......" Bai Wushou saw Cen Hu respond, and he was really overjoyed, gritting his teeth and about to flee from here, but the sound of the flute started again, and the murderous atmosphere around him was surging, and Bai Wushou helped the seriously injured Cen Duan before he took a few steps, and the man who fell to the ground like a mountain behind him staggered and stood up.

was inexplicably attacked by someone and caused him to miss, which obviously made him unhappy. With a long roar, he angrily pulled out the hammer that was trapped in the pit and ran towards Bai Wushou. The round iron hammer slammed into the wind quickly, rolled up a whirlwind, and went straight to Bai Wushou's back, and the man let go again, and the iron hammer in his hand flew straight out, this move was very similar to the Sha Juetian who had fought Shen Cuttlefish outside the Zhongtian Mansion before.

The rapidly flying hammer was impartial, hitting Bai Wushou's back, and with a crisp bone cracking sound, Bai Wushou fell to the ground in response, threw himself forward, and stopped moving after a few struggles. And the Cen faint on his shoulder also fell forward, rolling for a few weeks, and it was a foot or two away. Bai Wushou forcibly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be filled with a little blood, the red was terrifying, his miserable white lips were also bitten by his teeth, oozing red blood, and even his teeth were dyed red, which showed the seriousness of his injuries.

Bai Wushou opened his mouth with great difficulty, but he could only make a hoarse and low guttural voice in his throat, and in the end, he only forced out four words: "Big brother, go quickly, ......" and Cen Du, who was lying not far away covered in blood, opened his mouth, and blood foamed in his mouth, and he saw the huge black shadow walking step by step to Bai Wushou who was lying on the ground, picked up the hammer that fell aside, and easily swiped it twice in his hand, and was about to fall and smash it into Bai Wushou's head, but was stopped by the two who destroyed the carriage before.

The two black-clothed men stepped forward with a smile and grabbed Bai Wushou's arms, stepped on his lower back, and pulled his arms upward, but when they saw a flash of cold light, a terrible scream pierced the originally quiet night sky, and two blood mist burst out in the air, and two streams of blood gushed out from Bai Wushou's shoulders, and the two laughed and threw the severed Bai Wushou's arm aside, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blood stains on the moon blade.

And the poor Bai Wushou's eyes kicked out, his eye sockets were about to crack, blood gushed out of his mouth, and the neat incision exposed the white bones, and the whole person unconsciously spasmed and convulsed in a pool of blood, like a meat/worm, to be slaughtered. But Bai Wushou still had his last breath left, and he was still muttering: "Let's go......" Cen Du, who watched his brother being killed, couldn't stop trembling because of anger or fear, his bloodshot eyes and miserable face became more and more terrifying under the shroud of the moonlight, and he stood up tremblingly, limping to Bai Wushou.

Not wanting to step on the slippery blood-soaked soil, Cen Du's feet slipped, went backwards, and rolled a few more times, and the figure disappeared into the darkness. Seeing this, the two men in black were about to chase after them, but they were suddenly pulled by someone, and when they looked back, it turned out that Bai Wushou had tried his last bit of strength to swing his body over, and clamped the ankles of the two with his legs, giving Cen Duan a chance to escape. The man in black wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but was stopped by this half-dead man, and he was furious, and he was about to shoot to kill Bai Wushou, and saw an iron hammer fall, smashing Bai Wushou's head to pieces, sticky and bright red brains and hot blood splashed everywhere, mixed with some miserable white broken bones, which was disgusting. But these people didn't care.

The man put the hammer on his shoulder again, kicked away the headless corpse at his feet, and nodded in satisfaction. And the two men in black were still thinking about Cen Dusk, and walked a few feet away in the direction where he disappeared, although the air was still filled with the smell of fresh blood, but the sky was too dim to see the bloodstains. "Wouldn't it be a shame to just let him run?" asked the man on the left. The man on the right pondered for a while, and then said, "There is still some blood, let's chase it!"

The two were just about to leave, but a familiar voice came from behind them: "Wait, poor Kou Mo chase." The voice was old and majestic, magnetic and secretly murderous, and when the two of them heard this, they hesitated and turned their heads very reluctantly. I saw the woman in purple, standing in a row with the young master in Tsing Yi and the sturdy man, and when she saw the two of them turn their heads, she got out of the way, and a majestic figure walked out from behind them.

"See the master of the door. Everyone bowed down together, and the figure of the man gradually became clear: the eagle's nose was wrong, the wolf's eyes were cold, the plain clothes were embroidered with snow, and the cold knife was adorned with the moon. The person who came turned out to be an old man of forty years old, eight feet tall, extremely majestic, eagle and wolf, murderous face, white hair flying, long snow beard on the chin, wearing a white silk robe, wearing a blue robe, born rich and noble, but he was a murderous king, the cloak behind him was as black as night, the fox fur on his shoulders was as white as the moon, his calloused hands were a master of the knife at a glance, and a broad-mouthed knife hung from his waist, the handle of the knife was wrapped in purple and blue strips of cloth, and the end was decorated with a string of broken jade.

The old man stepped forward, put the knife between his feet, folded his hands at the end of the hilt, but the slightly closed eyes revealed a terrifying cold light, the cold wind blew the fox's beard and hair, like flying snow withering, not angry and self-threatening. The two black-clothed men glanced at each other, raised their heads at the same time, and clasped their fists and said, "Back to the sect master, that Cen Du is already seriously injured and will definitely die, if you don't take this opportunity to catch him, wouldn't it be a pity?"

The man who was called the master of the door replied with a smile: "As you two said, that Cen Du is already certain to die, so why bother with him? You have already killed this Bai Wushou today, and besides, this is not the purpose of our trip, so why do you spend so much effort. We came this time, one is to find Ah Yun and Xiao Qi, and the other is to avenge Sha Laosi, this Cen Du and Bai Wushou are the housework of Jin Lian around the Fenglou, and what does it have to do with my secret door Seven Killings? Since the moment Sha Laosi died, our business relationship with Jin Lian around the Fenglou came to an abrupt end. ”

Everyone immediately got up, and the two men in black looked at each other again, and said "obey" and had to give up. And the young master in Tsing Yi beside the old man put away the jade flute and said with a smile: "I'm afraid even that golden lady couldn't have imagined that the two Dharma protectors she had killed with her own hands would come back from the dead and escape here." If we can catch them alive and return them to the golden maiden, we may be able to make a good deal. ”

But the purple-clothed woman beside him sneered and sneered: "You only said this now, don't you think it's too late?" The old man finally spoke again: "Okay, there is no need to mention this matter again. It has nothing to do with us whether the people who surround the Phoenix Tower are alive or dead, and we have no obligation to catch the defected subordinates for Jin Xuannu, the only purpose of our coming to Yueqiu Mansion is to find Ah Yun and them, and we must bring them back to the secret gate to kill them. ”

With that, the old man turned around and disappeared into the forest again, and the other five followed him, without saying a word, and disappeared into the night.

And the seriously injured Cen Du stumbled all the way north, at this time his brain was already blank, and there was no countermeasure at all, all subconsciously relying on the last trace of consciousness in his body to mechanically stumble and flee for his life, even if what he wanted in his heart was to go back to save his brother who shared life and death, but his body was very honest and ran for his life again. Leaving intermittent blood along the way, Cen Duan didn't know where he was going, he didn't know how many times he was unconscious, where he should go......

Let's say that Jian Shumei, who let go of Cen Duan and Bai Wushou, was in a good mood, but he didn't know that there had just been an extremely tragic fierce battle in the strange wood forest not far from the Toad Yue Taibai Building, and the life that escaped from his sword did not escape this catastrophe after all, naturally, Jian Shumei did not know. He hid the cuttlefish in a room, untied its hole, and gave him food. By the time Jian Shumei returned to this room, Shen Cuttlefish's body had already regained consciousness, and the rice bowl in front of him had been licked clean, and the corners of Shen Cuttlefish's mouth were still shining with oil.

Seeing someone open the door and enter the house, Shen Cuttlefish got up extremely vigilantly, staring at Jian Shumei, even if this person saved himself, untied the rope and acupoint, and gave him food, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and hurriedly asked: "Who are you!?" I don't know if he was panicked or just eaten, as soon as these words came out, Shen Cuttlefish actually choked on a breath of wind and practiced coughing, which looked really embarrassing.

And Jian Shumei guarded him so much, but the food in front of him had already been wiped out, angry and funny, so he smiled and quipped: "You kid, you eat my food, but you still come to ask me who I am, aren't you afraid, I poison the food?" Shen Cuttlefish was slightly stunned when he heard this, Fang Cai was too hungry, and he had no choice but to eat that meal, and now he still regrets it when he thinks about it, but after thinking about it, he muttered in a low voice: "Hunger is worse than death, even if you die, you should be a full ghost?"

These words fell on Jian Shumei's ears, which made him laugh a little, but Shen Cuttlefish came back to his senses and questioned him again: "Don't change the topic! What is this place, who are you! What is your relationship with those two! Don't tell the truth, otherwise you won't blame the young master for doing it with you!" Shen Cuttlefish naturally didn't have the courage to fight with Jian Shumei, and the reason why he said this was just to give himself courage. And Jian Shumei didn't take it seriously, just sat calmly on the edge of the bed, looked at Shen Cuttlefish with a smile, hummed a little song leisurely, untied the wine jug on his waist, and handed it to Shen Cuttlefish.