The sharp steel knife, wrapped in strong wind, stuck to the top of the shiny scalp in the bag, cut down on the big tree next to it, and with a "bang", sawdust splashed all over the sky, smashing one end of the bag.

"Don't you have long eyes, Mu Yirong is over there, go cut him, what are you going to do with me?"

In the bag, who couldn't figure out the situation, he scolded while holding the big tree and stood up.

Then he suddenly saw a black shadow, and when he came to him, before he could see the other party's appearance, he heard a "poof", and his abdomen ached, and he couldn't help but look down.

The sharp blade in the hand of the man in black stabbed into the stomach of the bag, he stretched out his left hand expressionlessly, pressed it on the face of the bag, and pushed forward hard, while his right hand slammed the knife.

A string of blood flowers flew into the air, "plopped", and in the dead bag, staring at a pair of disbelieving eyes, he fell next to the big tree, unable to leave a last word.

Mu Yirong, who was a step late, glanced at the corpse in the bag and hurriedly ran towards Seocho.

Teng Xuan, who had been being pulled around by Ruicao and guarding him, saw that Bao Zhong was killed, and immediately realized that these black-clothed people were not here to save people at all, but to kill them.

Fortunately, he didn't have any hope for Bao Zhong and the people behind him from beginning to end.

And the death of Bao Zhong also strengthened his idea that he could not fall into the hands of these men in black.

The seventh man in black killed the sixth man in black who was carrying the anger in the bag, and with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he quickly swept over Ruicao and Mu Yirong, who were protecting Teng Xuan: "They have caused too much trouble to the adults, let's clean them up together!"

"The last time you shot in the city, you almost caused a commotion, and you weren't scolded enough by the adults afterwards?"

The calm man in black, Lao Qi, carried a blood-dripping steel knife and reminded the sixth man in black not to do bad things. As long as you kill Teng Xuan, don't care about the life or death of Ruicao and Mu Yirong.

The man in black pouted, held the fire in front of his chest, aimed at Er Ruicao, and simulated the sound of a firearm firing "bang" with his mouth, and then said disapprovingly, this is a wilderness, not Shangjing, even if there is an explosion, it will not alarm anyone.

"Don't make a fuss. You forget, the last time the adults were very angry in order to clean up the mess you had caused trouble. Once again, watch your head move!"

"Okay, I see, if you keep rambling, they'll run away. ”

The sixth man in black, who promised not to trouble Seocho and Mu Yirong again, immediately led the team of men in black, aimed at Teng Xuan, and launched a fierce attack.

Seocao and Mu Yirong, while resisting the attack of the man in black, did their best to protect Teng Xuan and retreat out of the woods.

However, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and the evil tiger is afraid of the wolves!

Mu Yirong and Seocho gradually lost their opponents, and wounds were added to their bodies.

And Teng Xuan, who didn't know anything about martial arts, had already consumed too much strength to swim, and now he was running wildly in the forest to escape for his life, he was already exhausted, stumbling and stumbling, and he couldn't escape the axe from the man in black.

Teng Xuan, whose chest was chopped, let out a miserable scream and fell to his knees at once. The sixth man in black took the opportunity to wipe the horizontal axe at Teng Xuan's neck.

He had already hurried behind Teng Xuan, grabbed the Ruicao that Teng Xuan pulled back, but after all, it was a step too late, and blood spurted out of Teng Xuan's neck at once.

The sixth man in black succeeded, and immediately showed a smug smile to the seventh man in black.

The man in black, Lao Qi, looked at Teng Xuan, who fell to the ground, the wound on his chest was hideous and terrifying, and his neck was still bleeding out, seeing that he couldn't survive, he immediately blew a whistle, and the man in black who had completed the task quickly began to disperse.

Some of the black-clothed people who were reluctant to leave pointed at Ruicao and Mu Yirong with their hands: "You two, wait for you." We'll have a chance to meet. At that time, the Lord will surely take your lives. ”

After his arrogant provocation, he smiled at Ruicao and Mu Yirong, and disappeared into the dense woods.

The black-clothed people who were scattered all disappeared at once, and Ruicao, who was holding Teng Xuan's neck tightly with both hands, looked up at Mu Yirong.

Mu Yirong stretched out his hand to probe Teng Xuan's pulse, and could vaguely feel a faint beat, and immediately said, "I'm still alive." ”

As he spoke, he quickly ripped off his belt and tied it around Teng Xuan's neck.

Seocho helped Teng Xuan, who was already completely unconscious, to Mu Yirong's back, and then looked at the corpse in the bag and asked what to do?

The corpse in the bag is also evidence and cannot be discarded here for fear of being destroyed.

But letting Seocho carry a corpse, Mu Yirong was a little unbearable, and he couldn't help but make some difficulties.

Seocho, who didn't feel any discomfort at all, directly sandwiched the corpse in the bag under her armpit, just like when Mu Yirong and Ye were sandwiched down Qilin Mountain, and walked quickly towards the woods.

Teng Xuan's injuries were serious and he couldn't be delayed, so Mu Yirong hurriedly left Swan Lake as fast as possible and returned to Shangjing.

After entering the city, Mu Yirong walked along the secluded place and went straight to the medical hall.

And Seocho took the corpse in the bag and went to Dali Temple.

Fortunately, it was already dark at this time, and Mu Yirong and Seocho, who were covered in blood, did not attract too many people's attention, and they were unimpeded all the way, and they were not intercepted by any attacks.

The sitting hall in the Huichun Hall of the Shangjing City Medical Center is a well-known Xinglin Holy Hand, and when he saw Teng Xuan's situation, he was also shocked, and couldn't help frowning, so that Mu Yirong could prepare mentally in advance.

Teng Xuan's situation was very bad, and the two Lang Zhong of the Rejuvenation Hall tried their best to rescue them, and they were so busy that they were sweating profusely, and finally saved Teng Xuan's life.

However, it is difficult to say when Teng Xuan, who fell into a coma, will be able to wake up.

After expressing his gratitude to Huichun Tang Langzhong, Mu Yirong asked the two not to spread the news that Teng Xuan was rescued here, because it involved several murders.

Lang Zhong of the Mu Shilang Medical Center of Dali Temple naturally knew him, and nodded hurriedly, promising that the news would never be leaked, and also said that Teng Xuan, who was seriously injured and was still in a coma, could go to the courtyard behind the medical hall to rest, and leave after his body recovered.

Mu Yirong thanked the two Lang Zhong of the medical hall again, and went to the backyard of the Huichun Hall Medical Center together with the two medicine boys who carried Teng Xuan with wooden planks.

In this case of scholar Zhongju, Teng Huangyu and Baozhong have already died two witnesses, Mu Yirong is reluctant to add one more Teng Xuan, and his tightly locked eyebrows are twisted.

One of the two medicine boys who carried Teng Xuan into the backyard room was left behind to take care of Teng Xuan so that he would not have a fever and other conditions.

Although Teng Xuan temporarily saved his life, but the situation was very bad, he had been unconscious, one night, Lang Zhong of the Rejuvenation Hall came to see a few times, his face became more and more ugly every time, and finally in the early hours of the morning, he apologized again and asked Mu Yirong to be mentally prepared.