Ten Dongying prisoners, shaped like ghosts, each with their own duties, captured this black-clothed master who escaped into the prison with the technique of retreating to the ground in an instant.

After some operation, not to mention the other black-clothed master outside, even Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan were also very surprised, just to show their might in front of the enemy, they looked at each other with an expected look. Bu Lengchuan even took this opportunity to kill the guy who cheated the corpse.

"How could it be ······" The black-clothed master outside shouted.

"How could it be!"

The sound fell, and when it came, thousands of black and white yin and yang handprints attacked and killed from the direction of the exit. The black-clothed people who stood in the way were all bombarded by this sudden killing move, and the black-clothed master who was the leader lost his mind for a while because the other person was captured, and he was hit by several handprints.

"Up. The opportunity was rare, Luo Yan shouted, and attacked with Bu Lengchuan.

On the other side, at the exit position, a figure flashed, as fast as a ghost, but it was somewhat similar to the posture of the ten Dongying prisoners. Qing Yu embraced Tai Chi in his arms, and between his hands, the two qi of yin and yang that rotated endlessly formed a yin and yang fish that was in line with each other, and it was printed on the back of the black-clothed master.

The abdomen and back were besieged by the enemy, one in front and one in the back, and they all said that two fists were difficult to defeat four palms, and now this black-clothed master is facing six palms, and they are all masters who are not inferior to themselves.

Just now, it was about to be completed, and in an instant, it was a game of defeat. Life has ups and downs, and that's it.

"Wait, I surrender!"

Surrendered, seeing that there was nothing to do, the man in black surrendered very simply······

This "surrender" came too suddenly, these days I am used to seeing the Dongying samurai and ninja who are not afraid of death, and now I see a surrendered guy at first glance, which has to make the three of Qingyu a little stunned.

However, surrender is surrender, what should be done still has to be done, the three of them kept moving, but they just collected some force, and the attack still fell on the man in black.

"Poof—"

Even through the face towel, you can see from the blood-stained face towel that the man in black was seriously injured under the attack of the three people. Bu Lengchuan also reached out and removed the jaw of the man in black to prevent him from biting his fangs and committing suicide.

Although it can be seen from the behavior of this man in black that he is not from Dongying, and he will not have the determination to serve Dongying to the death, the precautions that should be done must be done.

However, this act of preventing the man in black from committing suicide was like turning on a switch, and the visible black permeated the exposed skin of the man in black, but between two breaths, the man in black did not die in the hands of Qing Yu and others, but died in this sudden poison.

"Why? I removed his chin, he shouldn't have died. Bu Lengchuan was surprised and inexplicably surprised when he saw this change.

Luo Yan leaned over and tore off the black-clothed man's face scarf, looking at his pupils that had not yet closed, "It shouldn't be suicide, looking at the horror in his eyes, he himself will never know about this poison." ”

"It's him?!" Qing Yu stared at the face of the man in black, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he couldn't help but exclaim softly.

"Brother Meng knows him?"

"The eldest young master of the Zheng family, Zheng Yihu, I don't know him, but I know him. Qing Yu nodded lightly.

In the information of the various forces in Linchuan Mansion provided by the pharmacist, there is a portrait of the main members of the force, and this Zheng Yihu, as the eldest young master of the Zheng family, is naturally indispensable for his portrait.

"I heard that the eldest young master of the Zheng family is not good at intrigue and is committed to martial arts, so the head of the Zheng family accepted Zheng Tu as his righteous son to help him take care of the Zheng family's business. Zheng Yihu, the eldest young master of the Zheng family, rarely sees him all year round, either in retreat to concentrate on martial arts, or goes out to wander the rivers and lakes, but I don't know how he got in touch with the Dongying people. ”

Qing Yu said, holding a cloth in his hand, broke Zheng Yihu's tightly closed mouth, and said while taking a closer look at the inside: "The teeth in the mouth are not damaged, not poisonous fangs." Moreover, there are no traces of toxic corrosion inside the mouth, and it is not poisoned in the mouth. ”

"By the way, One, open the mouth of the man you're holding and see if there are any fangs. Qing Yu turned his head to the Dongying people who were standing silently in the prison, and ordered.

Hearing this, one of the Dongying people silently broke open the mouth of the captured black-clothed master, and after examining it, he broke off a back molar. The posterior molars were faintly blackened, and there was no doubt that there was a highly poisonous tooth in it at that time. If it weren't for the silver needle piercing his body containing an extremely strong anesthetic, this person might have committed suicide by taking poison, and there were only a few like Young Master Zheng after all.

"It seems that someone poisoned Zheng Yihu, and it is only now that he ······ poisoned" Qing Yu said, "It's just that the specific poison situation is not clear, Zheng Yihu died just right, and it is really a little suspicious." ”

It is not poisonous in the morning, not poisonous in the evening, but after Zheng Yihu surrendered, even Qingyu, who is well-versed in medicine and poison, is very blind.

"Leave this to Brother Bu," Luo Yan pointed at Bu Lengchuan, "He is professional in the autopsy, and it is right to hand it over to him." ”

Bulencheon?

Qing Yu looked at him, thinking of Bu Lengchuan's teacher, he had practiced the "Disintegration Knife Style" to this extent, thinking that there must be a lot of human bodies dissected by his hands, and it would be right to hand it over to him.

"Lord Luo, Lord Bu, Lin is here······"

This is the time to ······

Qing Yu, Luo Yan, and Bu Lengchuan glanced at each other, all frowning. Lin Teng turned out to be really coincidental, just when Qing Yu and the others finished dealing with the attacker, it seemed that he had a problem nine times out of ten.

This should have been a matter of joy and confirmed Hayashi Fujiwara's position. However, the thought that Lin Fujiwara was far beyond the realm of the three of them was really unpleasant. As an enemy of such a Shenyuan Realm master, just thinking about it, the scalp of Qing Yu and Luo Yan and others in the Innate Realm was a little numb.

However, the matter has come to this point, and the one who should face it should always be faced, and the road is also chosen by Qing Yu and them. If he had chosen to report the matter directly to a high-level like Lu Qifeng, there would have been no need to be so troublesome.

Of course, in that case, there is nothing to do with Qingyu and them, and the big guy will rarely have the opportunity to drink soup with small shrimp.

The current situation is okay, at least, Lin Fujihara didn't dare to attack Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan, and there were two god hunting masters on their heads. If they die here, they don't dare to say it, Lu Qifeng will definitely turn over Linchuan Mansion, and those who are suspected will kill them will not let go.

According to Qing Yu's understanding of Lu Qifeng's master-apprentice relationship, this kind of thing will definitely happen.

"Let's go, go meet this Linchuan Mansion headcatcher······"

Saying that, Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan were in front, and Qing Yu, who wanted to hide his identity, was behind as a subordinate, and the three of them walked to the ground one after the other.

The ghost blows the lamp