Ling Ye killed Lu Dasheng and slowly retracted his fist. The punch just now was so hard that the back of his hand and face were stained with a lot of blood. Ling Ye didn't wipe it, slowly raised his head, and looked into the distance.

He didn't know where Hu Kuan was at this time, but he could guess where the dead old man must be hiding and watching here. He must have wanted to see how Ling Ye was beaten to death by Lu Dasheng, but it's a pity that he disappointed your old man again today!

The corners of Ling Ye's mouth showed a sneering smile again, but the corners of his eyes jumped unconsciously.

It hurts, it hurts. I ate a lot of Lu Dasheng's fists before, and my body was indeed injured, but the strong enemy was still there before, and I still had to fight and survive, but at this moment Lu Dasheng was dead, and the breath in my heart was a little looser, and the pain in my body was highlighted.

It's just that you have to hold back no matter what, and you can't let others, especially Hu Kuan, see it. People can be injured, but momentum cannot fall!

Lin Yuannan walked up quickly and held Ling Ye. Ling Ye waved his hand and said lightly, "No! I'm fine!" he turned around and walked away slowly.

Que De, who was watching the battle from a distance, walked over quickly, nodded to Ling Ye, and said, "Very good!

Ling Ye smiled faintly and did not respond to him. Que De didn't care, he walked quickly to Lu Dasheng's corpse, reached out and took a blood-red thing from his face, and examined it carefully.

This is what he threw at Lu Dasheng's face in the middle of the night before, so as to turn defeat into victory. It was blood-red and cold to the tentacles, but it was slowly melting now. Que De looked at it repeatedly for a while, and then understood that this was made by condensing the blood by transporting some kind of Yin Cold Xuangong to coagulate the blood after Ling Ye held his own blood spit, which can be called "blood ice"!

What kind of Xuan Gong can do this?

Que De raised his eyes, looked at Ling Ye's departing back, his eyes changed for a while, and finally nodded, and said again: "Okay!"

He raised his voice and said to Ling Ye's back, "Number one, I suggest you go to the ghost doctor immediately and get some medicine!"

Ling Ye's figure stopped for a moment, and said lightly: "No!"

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In another attic, Mo Yun, who was also looking at this side, applauded a few times and praised: "Okay! It's really good! This is another slap in the face to Hu Kuan, hard!"

Li Hei looked at Ling Ye's back and said lightly, "But he was injured." If Hu Kuan took the opportunity to find another person, he could easily knock him down. ”

Mo Yun said: "Sir, then I think we need to make sure that Ling Ye doesn't die!"

Li Hei nodded: "I have the healing elixir I brought from the first alchemist of the imperial capital, and I just used it for him." This boy can't die now!"

Mo Yun thought for a moment and asked, "If we don't want to attract Hu Kuan's attention and want to bring the medicine to Ling Ye, then how can we do it?"

Li Hei said lightly: "I have my own way!"

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It's night, three watches.

Lying on the bed in the middle of the night, silently exercising and conditioning. The injuries caused to him by Lu Dasheng's fist were internal injuries, although Que De sent him medicine, he didn't trust these imperial troops, he didn't want to eat them for fear of toxicity, and he didn't want to go to the strange old man of the ghost doctor, so he could only use his own skills to heal his injuries.

The Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill is quite magical, and after recuperating in the middle of the night, I feel that the internal injuries in my body are at least half healed, the pain has been reduced by half, and there is no obstacle when the power is running. In this case, these internal injuries will be almost healed in three days at most.

While he was exercising, Ling Ye's consciousness suddenly jumped, and he noticed that someone had entered through the window.

Could it be the same black shadow from last time?

Ling Ye slowly sat up and looked in the direction the black shadow had entered. He can also see things secretly, but his skills are not enough, and he can only see a rough idea.

Ling Ye immediately noticed that this time it was not the black shadow from last time. This time it was a tall man, and his footwork was much heavier than the last time, so it was impossible for him to be the black shadow who was not malicious!

Could it be that Hu Kuan was so angry that he was looking for someone to touch the darkness and kill himself?

Ling Ye secretly sneered in his heart, and slowly lay down again, leaving only a glimmer of his eyes. He wanted to see who had come back to kill him!

The tall man slowly walked to Ling Ye's bed, stopped three feet away, and quietly looked at "Sleeping Ling Ye". Ling Ye paid attention to his movements and secretly used all his strength. As long as this man has any intention of assassinating, then he immediately wants him to look good!

The tall man really moved, slowly bent down, leaned over and stretched out his hand, and slowly stretched out to Ling Ye's shoulder. His movements are very light and slow, but who knows if he will suddenly become faster and slam the killer when he is about to press on the shoulder?

Slowly, the tall man's hand approached Ling Ye's shoulder. Crisis is coming!

Ling Ye immediately moved, his body shrank, his left hand wrapped around the tall man's wrist, and his right hand slapped his shoulder like lightning.

If you want to assassinate me, it's not that easy!

The tall man reacted quickly enough, immediately threw off his hand and retreated, and said in a low voice: "Don't do it!"

Ling Ye failed to make a move, so he sat up and looked at the tall man coldly. How did he know if this man saw that he was prepared, so he pretended to be very familiar?

The tall man was silent for a while, beckoned to him in the dark, and whispered, "Follow me!"

After the tall man finished speaking, he turned around and walked away, went out of the window, stood there and waved at Ling Ye. Ling Ye looked at him coldly, unmoved. He doesn't trust the Imperial Army, he doesn't trust the people here, who knows if this person has another trick to get him out of the window, and then suddenly sneak attack?

Seeing that Ling Ye didn't move, the tall man was silent for a while, then came to Ling Ye's bed again, and said in a low voice, "I'm Li Hei!"

Ling Ye stared at his face. The other party was not wearing a masked scarf, and his face was open in the night, and Ling Ye could barely see that it was indeed Li Hei.

Ling Ye's heart was slightly relieved. He knew that Li Hei and Hu Kuan didn't deal with each other, and he could see that this black-faced man looked rough, but he understood it quite well in his heart. Such a person, who came here alone late at night to find him in the middle of the night, must have something to do, and he didn't want others, especially Hu Kuan, to know, right?

The thought in his heart turned a few times, and he slowly stood up and made a gesture of please, meaning to let Li Hei go first.

Li Hei must have something to say to him, but is this the place to talk?

Li Hei gave him a thumbs up, then turned and left. Ling Ye followed behind, and the two of them went out one after the other, quietly out of the window, hidden in the darkness.