At the moment when the flying needle stopped, Bu Yinghao restored the connection with the flying needle, but at this time, his meridians were broken, and his limbs were disabled.

So at this time, it no longer makes sense whether he restores the connection with the flying needle.

This is true for him, and it is the same for Jingfa.

At this moment, Jingfa is actually not much better than Bu Yinghao, and the meridians in his body are also damaged, and it is a little difficult to even stand up.

Seeing Bu Yinghao fall to the ground, dying, Bai Qiaoqiao, who was originally hiding aside, walked out, but because of the toxin on her body, she didn't dare to help Jingfa, just stayed two meters away with a worried look on her face.

Jing Fa grinned slowly, smiled at Bai Qiaoqiao, and said: "Bai girl, I'm fine, but you, hurry up and go to the pavilion to meet the poison demon, although I don't support you to worship him as a teacher, but now in this situation, you only have this way left, otherwise there will be a steady stream of assassins to assassinate you in the future until you die." ”

Jingfa knew the rules of Washomon in his heart, as long as the employer did not revoke the entrustment, then they would chase the target to the ends of the earth until the task was completed.

"But your body ......," Bai Qiaoqiao looked at Jingfa with some concern.

"It's okay, if my guess is correct, the people in the village should have informed the door that I failed to kill you, and a new assassin will be coming soon, you should leave quickly, you will not be able to leave if it is too late. In the future, I can see that he really wants to take you as an apprentice. Jingfa leaned against the tree and said a little weakly.

"They won't kill you, right?" Seeing that Jing Fa actually killed his fellow disciples for himself, Bai Qiaoqiao was very worried about him in his heart.

"Don't worry, we have strict rules, and we are not allowed to kill each other in the same door, and at most I will suffer a petty crime of not being able to complete the assassination commission, and I can't die. Jingfa held back the pain and smiled lightly.

After listening to Jing Fa's words, Bai Qiaoqiao knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to him, and said: "Brother Jing, you have great kindness to Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao remembers it in your heart, and if you have the opportunity to see you again in the future, you will definitely repay him, please take care, Qiaoqiao is gone." ”

After kowtowing, Bai Qiaoqiao pursed her lips, turned her head to look at Jingfa again, and then made up her mind and ran in the direction of the pavilion agreed with the poison demon.

Seeing Bai Qiaoqiao leave, Jingfa finally couldn't support it anymore and fainted on the ground.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but when he woke up, he found himself lying in a carriage.

After a while, the carriage stopped, and two men came in from outside to pick him up and walk out of the carriage.

A dazzling ray of sunlight shot into his eyes, making him unable to adapt for a while, and in a hazy way, he saw the three big characters of Washomon.

The unique scent of bamboo wafted around him, letting him know that he had returned to the Waseimon headquarters.

After regaining consciousness, although he felt that his injuries had eased, his body was still in a mess, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he could not even lift a finger.

In this way, he let the two people on the left and right stand up and quickly walked into the lobby of the Washomon.

When he came to the hall, he was surprised to find that there were people standing around him, all with grim and murderous faces.

It was the first time he had seen so many Assassins gathered together.

What is the big thing that can make the people in the door so excited?

When Jing Fa asked this doubt in his heart, he didn't know that the protagonist of this major event was himself.

When he came to the center of the lobby, to his surprise, the two doormen on the left and right shook him hard and threw him out directly.

The body hit the ground hard, and his bones creaked and creaked, and he almost fainted again without taking a breath.

Before the words "his grandfather" could be scolded, a familiar figure came into view.

Bu Yinghao was sitting on the recliner at this time, his expression was dull, his eyes were blank, and his position was next to Jingfa at this moment.

Jingfa looked around and saw that everyone was standing next to him, and there were only himself and Bu Yinghao in the large open space left in the middle, and he realized that he and Bu Yinghao were the protagonists who caused so many people to come and watch.

Compared with Bu Yinghao, more people set their eyes on him, and these eyes were all like sharp blades, as if they wanted to eat him alive.

Jing Fa was surprised by the hatred of the people around him, when an old man slowly walked out of the back hall.

Seeing the old man appear, the people around him bowed respectfully to the old man, and said in unison, "Meet the Red Flame Yama King." ”

The Red Flame Yama King saw Bu Yinghao sitting on the chaise longue at a glance, he frowned, and in the blink of an eye, he had come to Bu Yinghao's side, reaching out to check his pulse.

Suddenly, the Red Flame Hades King's eyes widened angrily, and a trace of crimson flames immediately shot out from his fingers and burrowed into Jing Fa's body.

At this moment, Jing Fa only felt that a fierce fire was burning in his body, eroding his flesh and blood inch by inch.

He was in pain and bitter, but his limbs were weak and he could not struggle, so he could only open his mouth and wail.

Hearing Jingfa's wail, no one stepped forward to help.

At this moment, Jing Fa already knew the identity of the Red Flame Yama, and he should be Bu Yinghao, the father of the Yama King, Bu Kongyang.

In the face of Hades, no one dares to offend.

As the flame continued to rage in Jingfa's body, Jingfa's vitality passed rapidly, and his voice gradually decreased.

Seeing Jing Fa's painful expression, a person from the crowd of bystanders suddenly rushed out, trembling and said to Bu Kongyang: "Qiqi Red Flame Yama King, Jing Fa's crime has not yet been finally judged, I am afraid that it is not in line with the rules of the door to torture him to death like this, I hope that the King of Yama will wait for the deputy door master to come over and complete the conviction before punishing him." ”

After listening to this person's words, Bukong Yang frowned, and said sternly: "Can't a father avenge his son!"

This sentence was integrated into Bukong Yang's extremely deep internal force, directly shocking the person who spoke into an internal injury, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The only person who spoke for Jing Fa was Zhou Er, looking at this only friend, Jing Fa cast a grateful gaze, but then was pulled away by the spark in his body.

Just when Jingfa was about to be tortured to death again, a deep male voice floated from outside the house: "Stop!"

Sheng Feihong walked into the lobby quickly, his eyes were serious, he came to Bu Kongyang's side, and seeing that he still didn't stop, he whispered: "King Buyan, please raise your noble hand, and it is not too late to punish him after he finds out what happened." ”

"Sheng Feihong, you are not the master of the door, you have no right to tell me what to do!" Bu Kongyang ignored Sheng Feihong at all, snorted coldly, and continued to increase the strength in his hand.

Jing Fa screamed, and his whole body twitched in pain.

"Then if the door master comes, will you stop?" At this time, in a daze, Jing Fa felt a somewhat familiar male voice slowly drifting from outside the door.