A red-tasseled ash gun suddenly pierced the face of the dead man.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream before his soul was gone, and his empty body took two steps back and fell to the ground.

"Brother Zhang!"

The young dead man who stretched out his hand to pull the door was suddenly shocked and shouted urgently.

This exclamation, like the ringing of a temple bell, echoed in the empty hall, waking up the Qianqian woman who was sitting in front of the thirty-foot Xuantie giant ding.

At first, I saw her delicate fingertips hooked slightly, as if she wanted to withdraw her arms and straighten up, and then I heard the noise of the golden iron chains, and tightly tied her delicate arms, grinding a red mark on her white wrists, and I didn't know what the word pity and cherishing jade meant.

She stopped struggling, her dark eyelashes trembling slightly, and slowly opened her clear eyes like almonds.

This scene of opening her eyes, her posture is no different from the heavenly fairy in the mouth of literati and ink writers - at this moment, she is full of fresh and refined charm, not touching the earth.

But when he opened his eyes, he was emotional, but there was only one ignorant girl left in the world, a little scared, a little nervous, and the reserved charm of a budding flower.

Therefore, when she saw the dead man who was lying in a pool of blood and was already unrecognizable, it was not difficult to understand the pale face and the act of quickly closing her eyes and turning away her face.

After all, she was just a good-looking little girl who had just reached the prime of her life.

If there is no so-called 'spiritual eye'.

"Brother Zhang!!"

The young dead soldier next to the door first exclaimed, and then showed an angry look on his face, that is, he drew the sharp blade at his waist, and slammed open the door of the main hall, and saw a young man in a dark red brocade robe holding a spear. The furious dead man didn't care to see the man's body clearly, and he didn't care about the man's appearance, so he waved his sword away, waving and shouting: "Thief, pay for my brother's life—"

Unexpectedly, before the words fell, a little cold light flew from the shoulders of the young brother, and nailed into the chest of the young dead man with a 'do-', knocking his entire body dozens of feet away, staggering a few steps, and lying on the ground.

I felt that there was turbid blood in my throat, and when I vomited, I couldn't stop vomiting, and my chest suddenly exploded with severe pain. The dead man looked at the white-tailed crossbow bolt stuck in his chest, and looked up at the handsome girl who was slowly walking out from behind her son, holding a yellow-shouldered crossbow in both arms.

The vision gradually blurred, and the hand holding the knife gradually loosened.

In the last moment when his soul was still there, he looked back with difficulty, looked at the red face in the sky that was less than a few feet away and was bound by chains, and suddenly laughed miserably, and said softly, "Master, the little one can't stand it."

There was no more life.

The Jade Emperor Hall suddenly became silent.

Yin Shao lowered his eyebrows, showing a little pity. But in an instant, he raised his eyes again, looked at the thin girl sitting in front of the thirty-foot giant ding, pursed his lips slightly, immediately raised the red tassel spear, and walked towards it in three steps and two steps with Shangshan.

"Miss Zhongli!" he hurried to at least the woman, looked at the chains that bound her wrists, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

As soon as Yin Shao's words came out, the girl's eyelashes trembled.

She knew the voice.

It was this voice that killed her closest Uncle Hu on the night of Pingshui.

The girl couldn't help but clench her fists, but she could do nothing but rattle the chains and add a few blood marks to her own reddened wrists.

Her nose trembled slightly, she took a long breath, frowned and bit her lip, opened her eyes to look at the brocade-robed boy, and said coldly: "Your Yin family...... Do you want this 'spiritual eye' so much?"

Yin Shao Wei Leng.

But he immediately understood the idea.

She didn't know the truth, seeing this situation and this scene, and seeing Yin Shao, who was carrying a spear as usual that night, most of them would think that he and this Fu family were the same dog, and they were all here to snatch her spiritual eyes and use them as bargaining chips to obtain the family - in fact, more than half a month ago, she was not wrong to see it this way.

It's just that it's not what it used to be.

Yin Shao blinked, and was about to open his mouth to explain, but Tsing Yi next to him took half a step forward, gave the girl a fierce look, and said angrily: "I'm sorry! Who is rare about that thing! Today, the young master and I are here to rescue you! You know each other, don't bite Lu Dongbin-I don't know good people's hearts!"

The girl was stunned and her eyes widened in disbelief.

Yin Shao hurriedly coughed, and secretly said in his heart, 'Who can not be a rare queen of that thing', glared at Tsing Yi slightly, and said in a low voice: "Shangshan, you speak politely." ”

"Hmph, it's not that she first spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Tsing Yi stubbornly raised his head, glanced at the girl's puzzled look, and said, "Hey, Zhong Liyan, you can listen well! The young master and I, as well as Uncle Yin Zheng, who was trying his best to retreat from the enemy outside the palace, the son of the Zhou family, and the two black clothes, were all entrusted by the prince to come here to rescue you back." Got it!"

The girl was stunned again.

Wang Gongzi ...... Wang Gongzi is ......

"Pingshui King Manxiu. As if seeing her doubts, Yin Shao shrugged his shoulders slightly and said lightly: "That night, the white clothes that rescued you in Pingshui." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in the girl's expression—but in the next moment, what appeared on that beautiful face was a guilt and uneasiness that could not be concealed.

With a guilty face, she hesitated for a moment, but lowered her head, opened her lips slightly, and muttered: "You, you don't care about me, let's go......"

The two were stunned.

"Ah?!" The first to come back to his senses was the good man in Tsing Yi. Seeing that she immediately took half a step forward, there was an angry look on her delicate face, and she sneered at the girl: "The young master and I finally arrived here, just to save you out." But you're good, what are you talking about—"

"God's good! ”

Yin Shao raised his hand and patted Tsing Yi's head a little harder, making him stop his voice. Shangshan raised his head and saw that the young master didn't seem to be very happy, so he snorted lightly, don't turn his face, and don't say much to this angry guy.

Yin Shao changed his breath, lowered the spear in his hand, and refocused his gaze on the girl, frowning slightly, and said, "Miss Zhongli, can you explain to Zaixia, why do you want to stay......?"

He lifted his eyes and glanced at the pitch-black statue that was thirty feet high.

"There really will only be one pair of 'Spiritual Eyes' left. ”

The girl trembled, as if she had raised her head, but soon lowered her head again, and whispered, "You, you go...... I—I can't see him......"

"Can't see it?" Yin Shao squinted at her and tilted his head slightly: "Can you tell me the reason?"

The girl pursed her lips, her eyelashes fluttered, and she said intermittently: "Because, because I killed Captain Rongdu......"

The sun outside the window is getting darker, and it looks like it's going to be cloudy today.

The girl lowered her eyebrows, looked at the white dress on her body, looked at the black muddy floor, and murmured: "If it weren't for me, Uncle Hu wouldn't have died, Captain Rong wouldn't have died, and everyone wouldn't have died...... You guys go quickly, go and tell Mr. Bai to get out of here! This is a place to help the family, and the strange door of the family is not something that Mr. Bai can—"

'When-'

Suddenly, I heard the sound of gold and iron.

Raised his eyes in amazement, he saw that the red tasseled ash gun suddenly pierced the iron chain that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Behind the spear, the young man in a dark red brocade robe shrugged his shoulders and raised his lips and smiled.

"Forgive me. ”