At first, because they were too far apart, the police didn't see Larry's strange appearance clearly, but now that they got closer, they saw the terrifying wolf head, and they were in an uproar, and a few policemen who were particularly timid even fainted on the spot, while others were more or less soft-hearted, and their companions were brutally killed by Zaul one by one, and that kind of bloody scene made these rare policemen feel sore.

Under the close quarters of Zaul and Larry, the policemen were not in the best of their prime, not to mention the chaos that was now in full swing, and it didn't take long for the policemen to be slaughtered by these two murderers, even the few unlucky ones who fainted and fell to the ground.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, the two of them were even more excited, and they returned to the hut again, but no matter how much they demolished all the houses in this area, Xiao Yinjian could not be seen. Seeing that the day was coming, the two had no choice but to vent at this ruin, and reluctantly went back to clean up the mess.

At this time, the distant east was already in the sky, and on the Yuhua Peak of Kunlun Mountain, a young man knelt motionlessly on a piece of uninhabited mountain rock under the scorching sun and the cold wind. If Xiao Yinjian is here, he will see that this young man is his old friend, Lin Shaoping, who broke through Shaolin with him.

Another fierce mountain wind blew, Lin Shaoping's body shook, and he fell softly and rolled off the smooth rock.

"Lin Shaoping has accepted you as a disciple in your sincere and poor path. An ethereal voice came from the void, and Lin Shaoping was about to fall from the stone, and suddenly seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, until it rose to a height of hundreds of meters, and then suddenly disappeared.

The sky was empty, blue sky and white clouds, and nothing else.

"Bang!" Xiao Yinjian staggered up the steps of the Inquisition, but he no longer had the strength to push open the door and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Xiao, how are you?"

"Shaw, are you still alive?"

"Mr. Xiao must support him!"

"Great, Mr. Xiao......"

When the surveillance camera reported back the scene of Xiao Yinjian's appearance, everyone from Cardinal Deacon Justin to Catherine's first- and second-level light knights rushed out, all concerned about him.

Originally, together with Gabriel, who was most familiar with Xiao Yinjian, everyone thought that this heroic Chinese was dead, and now seeing him miraculously come back alive, almost everyone's face showed joy, and most of those words of concern also expressed sincerity, and the favors sold by Xiao Yinjian in this battle were too much!

Among these people, Catherine and Gasdin are the most grateful to Xiao Yinjian, especially Gastin, who almost relied on Xiao Yinjian to turn the tide and have the current results, for him, this makes him more grateful than directly saving his life.

"Mr. Xiao, how are you feeling now? I'll call you a priest and a doctor at once. Gasteen stepped out of the crowd and stopped everyone's gossip and asked with concern. It was rare for him to speak to a low-level knight in such a tone as a seventh-level knight of light and cardinal.

Xiao Yinjian shook his head and said weakly: "No, don't go to the doctor! I have an ancestral method of healing my heart, just prepare a secret room for me." ”

Not to mention a secret room, now is Xiao Yinjian asked for a villa in central London, Gasdin will satisfy him, Gasdin personally sent Xiao Yinjian to the secret room, and then asked: "Mr. Xiao, what else do you need?" ”

"Just don't let people disturb me. Xiao Yinjian squeezed out a smile: "I am most afraid of being disturbed by people in this ancestral exercise, I may not be able to come out for several days, I don't have to send me food, I won't die of hunger." ”

"Don't worry, no one will bother you!" Gasdin nodded and stepped out of the secret room, and before closing the door of the secret room, Gasdin deliberately said: "Mr. Xiao is thanks to you today, thank you!"

Xiao Yinjian didn't say a word, and when Gasteen closed the door, he immediately bounced off the ground with a smile.

It is also strange that Gasteen did not see the scene where Xiao Yinjian was beaten by Dorland and vomited blood, if he was present at the time, he would have known that the blood of this Chinese was not red in common sense, but red with golden yellow, so the blood on Xiao Yinjian's body was not his own at all.

In fact, Xiao Yinjian was not injured at all, with his current strength, he resisted the repeated blows of enemies at least two levels higher than him, even an iron man would be beaten out of shape, Xiao Yinjian could come back alive, and he was lucky, if it wasn't for the critical moment, the London police arrived to prevent him from a disaster, then he was probably a strange-shaped corpse by now.

This injury is not big, but it is not big, if Xiao Yinjian is allowed to heal his wounds, with that peculiar mental method, Xiao Yinjian believes that it will not take long for his injuries to improve, and if the safety of the healing place is concerned, what place can be compared to the base camp of the Inquisition?

Thinking of this, after Xiao Yinjian escaped from Zaul and Larry, he sneaked back to the Inquisition, and deliberately pretended to be dying after being seriously injured, in order to win the sympathy of everyone, so that he, a first-level knight of light, would be easier to mix in the Inquisition in the future.

Xiao Yinjian didn't know that he didn't need other people's sympathy at all now, most of the people in the Inquisition, and the London Division already regarded him as a savior, although he was still only one level, but his status in the hearts of everyone was already second only to Gastin.

Xiao Yinjian also didn't know that his idea of thinking he was very smart was actually quite wrong, at this time, the Inquisition was not a paradise for refuge, on the contrary, it was a firepower point exposed in front of everyone, if Xiao Yinjian found a place to live casually, the blood clan might not be able to find him, but the Inquisition was a big temple that could not run, and it would suffer from the enemy's retaliatory attack at any time.

Now it is not attacked purely because the enemy master has not returned. At this moment, Duke Nicholas, the first master of the Edward family, was quietly lurking at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, waiting for the arrival of night.