Luo Yi closed his eyes, it's over!

In the dark, only a loud bang was heard, and the dagger that almost killed Luo Yi flew out in a long arc, and a sharp and violent sword light stabbed towards Nie Feng, Nie Feng was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly jumped back, but it was still too late, and the whole back could not escape the pursuit of Jian Feng, and a long and deep wound appeared on Nie Feng's back.

Luo Yi opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Keep your mouth alive!"

The man's sword light was slightly retracted, and he forced Nie Feng with his sword, confiscated his weapon, and tied Nie Feng up quickly.

The man came to Luo Yi's side, revealing a heroic face, it was Su Ting.

Su Ting looked at Luo Yi's wound, his brows twisted into a twist, "Senior brother!"

Luo Yi smiled bitterly, "I still have less experience, and I am still not as good as you in battle." ”

Su Ting said, "It's all this time, do you still have time to think about whether you are better than me?" Go, I'll carry you home and let Aunt Yun help you heal." ”

Luo Yi refused, "Don't let Yun Niang know yet, she will be worried." ”

Su Ting was a little embarrassed, "Then where are we going?"

Luo Yi said helplessly, "Go to your place and call Mei Xiao too." ”

Stepping on the thick snow in the mountains, Su Tingshen walked shallow to his residence, and while walking, he had to beware of Nie Feng, and it was very hard to walk.

Su Ting also suddenly remembered that some of the people he had met before seemed to be from the Dark Death Pavilion, and he was going to come to discuss with Luo Yi, but when he walked to Luo Yi's residence, Aunt Yun told him that Luo Yi was approached by his disciple to discuss matters, Su Ting chased after him, and happened to see Nie Feng wanting to kill Luo Yi, so he took out his sword in time to save Luo Yi, otherwise, Wu Yang would have fallen into chaos.

Luo Yi also secretly rejoiced, fortunately, the junior brother came in time, otherwise his old life would not be guaranteed, his life is not important, but this Wuyang Hall will inevitably fall into chaos, and at that time, he will really become a sinner for the ages.

In Su Ting's brightly lit room, Luo Yi and several others were sitting in front of the warm fire, and there was a person kneeling in front of him, who was Nie Feng.

Su Ting and Mei Xiao have been interrogating for a long time, Su Ting was so tired that he collapsed on the chair, rubbing his sore legs, "He doesn't say anything!"

Luo Yi's face was gloomy, and he walked up to Nie Feng and cut off Nie Feng's head with a sword.

Everyone present was stunned, no one thought that Luo Yi would suddenly kill someone, not even Nie Feng, who was killed, did not expect that his godless eyes were wide open, and the expression on his face was full of incredulity.

Luo Yi stood in front of Nie Feng's corpse with an indifferent face, wiped the bright red blood on the sword with Nie Feng's clothes, and said coldly, "He has already said everything that should be said, and if he stays any longer, he will pose a threat to Wuyang, kill him cleanly!"

Su Ting sat behind Luo Yi, as if he had once again seen the invincible "Yama Luo" who roamed the rivers and lakes back then.

Su Ting smiled, after hiding for a long time, these people have forgotten how terrible Luo Yi was back then.

Thousands of miles away, in a dark cave in the Dian Kingdom, a middle-aged man in a black robe was roaring angrily, and five men and women in the same clothes knelt in front of him, "This Nie Feng! How many times has the pavilion master told him! It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years! He doesn't know how powerful Wuyang Hall is, don't you know? Help him ......?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his eyebrows, "Forget it, if you're dead, you're dead, no one is allowed to take revenge!"

Although the five people kneeling below had some heart palpitations, they were not yet afraid, "Yes, Pavilion Master." ”

The middle-aged man in the black robe walked to the chair behind him and sat down almost decadently, "Okay, go ahead, I'm tired." ”

The five people went out, and the black-robed middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes, and a tear slowly flowed from the corner of his eye, "Why don't you listen to me?"

......

On Wuyang Mountain, in Su Ting's room, Luo Yi told Mei Xiao and the others all the details of the assassination, and everyone was a little surprised, the strength of this Dark Pavilion was so strong, there were seven deputy pavilion masters alone, and how many small leaders and ordinary disciples were there? That could be an extremely large number.

Luo Yi's injuries had already been dealt with by Su Ting, and Su Ting's skills were naturally not as good as Qin Feng's, but it was enough to deal with Luo Yi's injuries. Su Ting said, "The matter has been dealt with, I'll send you back." ”

For a second, there seemed to be a hint of fear on Luo Yi's face, but he hid it well, that expression flashed away, Luo Yi shook his head, and the smile on his face made Su Ting's back a little cold, and even Mei Xiao and Yang Xian on the side also shivered together, "Senior brother, I will trouble you today, I hope you don't dislike senior brother!"

Luo Yi said, walked to the side of the bed, leaned back, and fell asleep. After a while, there was a contrived snoring, and the three remaining people in the room looked at each other: It's too fake!

Su Ting looked at Luo Yi, who was pretending to be asleep, and instructed Mei Xiao and Yang Xian, "Yang Xian, you go and tell Aunt Yun that the head of the house will spend the night near me tonight, don't talk about his injury." Mei Xiao, you go to guard your master, he is injured, and no one around is okay. ”

The two agreed, and were just about to turn around, when Mei Xiao asked casually, "What are you going to do?"

Su Ting yawned with a sleepy face, "I'll go to sleep!"

Mei Xiao glared at Su Ting and turned around.

After Mei Xiao and the two left, Su Ting's eyes became sharper than ever, the Dark Pavilion dared to come to Wuyang to assassinate blatantly, it was by no means without support, it was very likely that Wuyang Hall had already mixed with the inner ghosts, and there were more than one or two.

Su Ting said softly, "If the Dark Death Pavilion dares to touch a single hair of Wuyang, I, Su Ting, will never die with you!"