Walk along the winding corridor in the mist.

More than ten minutes later, Xia Ren stopped in front of a dense fog that did not have the slightest abnormality, and he was carrying a bulging baggage in his hand, which contained a pair of fine full-body metal chain mail that had been brought by the sheep before.

I closed my eyes and felt it carefully, and said lightly: "This is it." ”

He walked on into the courtyard where he had been the night before, but suddenly stopped at the entrance, his eyes could not see, and his ears were only the chirping of midnight insects, and the hoarse cries of crows from time to time.

But he still stopped.

Because, there are actually people in the courtyard.

Midnight was approaching at this time, and the fog was so thick that he couldn't see or hear, but he knew that there was a man sitting in the middle of the courtyard.

"Who are you?" he asked in a deliberately low voice.

"Who are you?" said a nice woman's voice from the courtyard.

Hearing that it was a human voice, Xia Ren raised his eyebrows, and then set off and walked into the courtyard, picking a stone bench closer to the central clearing and sitting down.

"What are you doing here?" Xia Ren asked in a low voice.

The woman's voice rang out, "What are you doing here?"

Xia Ren was stunned and said, "Are you a repeater?"

The woman's voice slowly sounded again: "You are... What is a repeater?"

Xia Ren only felt happy in his heart, but he asked vigilantly, "Are you from the Tang Sect?"

The woman said softly: "You are not from the Tang Sect?"

Her voice was soft and beautiful, like the moon that had been obscured by the fog suddenly appeared in the mist, ethereal and distant.

Xia Ren suddenly had a wonderful feeling in his heart, as if he couldn't mention hostility to the woman in this mist, he didn't even know whether this woman was old or small, beautiful or ugly, fat or thin.

But just listening to this woman's voice, it seems that you can miss the softest part of your heart.

He frowned, this feeling made him uncomfortable and strange, as if his emotions were being manipulated. I can distinguish it in detail, but I haven't felt the invasion of any spiritual exercises.

"It's almost midnight, let's go together, I'll treat you to a cup of tea" the woman jujudo.

Her words are easy to follow, as if she feels that as long as she walks with her, she can return to the shortcomings that she has not been able to hold in the past.

Drink a cup of tea and make up for a regret.

"Okay?" said a little more smile in the woman's soft voice.

Xia Ren suddenly closed his eyes, and the strange aura emanating from the black and white hands in the sea of true qi made him regain some clarity a little.

"Of course... Not good!" the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

But almost at this moment, he felt a strangeness: the woman was gone!

In the courtyard, he was the only one left, and it seemed that he was the only one in the first place.

"What exactly is this?" Xia Ren frowned deeply, if it was a human, it could disappear from front of him silently, if it was a ghost, he had just said a lot to himself.

Squeak...

At this moment, the sound of the iron door opening came from the corridor down the courtyard slope.

The door to the dungeon slowly opened.

Something was important, Xia Ren didn't think much about it, and rushed in the direction of the voice, he didn't dare to use the internal force, for fear that a leak would cause some strange consequences, so he just took steps and ran over.

In the mist, a dense buzzing sound emerged out of nowhere, almost deaf, and it suddenly stopped in the air and rushed towards the boy running in the courtyard: it was a metal puppet in the shape of a strange bee!

Xia Ren stopped suddenly, and a wave of qi spread out like ripples, and invisible ripples erupted at the same time. Soon, on the stone floor in the distance, there was a "ding-ding-ding" crashing sound from the pillars.

At this time, there were already footsteps in the cell getting closer.

In the hurried steps, it seems to carry joy, with the hope of running to freedom.

"Stupid. Xia Ren said coldly, but he didn't stop it.

If there is the so-called legendary-level root bone among these people, then if they die, they will die.

"Good boy, good boy, where are you hiding?" Xia Ren walked with a smile, and when he passed the end of the road, he casually picked up the torch hanging on the wall, and the place where the torch was started was very smooth, and it was obviously commonly used.

After a little fumbling, after pressing a strange mechanism at the bottom, a stream of heat directly penetrated the torch, and then Xia Ren only felt that his eyes lit up, and the raging flames burned in front of him.

Xia Ren opened the door of the cell, leaned against the door lazily, recalled the part about this disciple in the mission description, and casually said: "Which one is Ren Benlong? ”

His words were subtle, and a boy in a desperate situation would never resist the temptation of saying this.

"This..."The cold, sickly-faced woman was about to speak, but the one-eyed boy covered her mouth.

At this time, the one-eyed boy was covered in blood, and the sick-looking woman fell in a pool of blood.

Just now, in order to compete for the snake bronze ornament, the woman received an unknown number of punches in the lower abdomen, and at this time, she felt that the whole person was going to pass out.

"Ren Yao, you stupid woman. The one-eyed boy looked at the sick-looking woman who could no longer support it and completely softened, and he didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

In fact, he was not much better at this time, killing the strong man who had hidden a lot of strength, almost exhausted all his strength, even if he obtained the snake bronze ornament, he could not drive.

He shook his head slowly, and looked up at the figure leaning against the cell door.

showed a determined look, but he was about to get up, when he suddenly noticed his sister's body moving.

It turned out to be two ragged men on the side, dragging Ren Yao's long legs, and one of them hugged one leg tightly and dragged it to the corner.

The thoughts are already clear at a glance.

Since they all die, wouldn't it be better to be a ghost who dies under flowers?

"Brute!" the one-eyed boy roared, and the dagger in his hand drew a cold light, from the bottom to the top, and the end was fierce. He has a good style, obviously learned from his ears and eyes since he was a child.

"Hehe..." one of the ragged men, a short man, picked up an iron rod on the ground, and according to the way he fought in the dark, he swung his thorns and directly attacked three sticks.

The people who are imprisoned here, who doesn't know how to make a move and a half? Even many of them are so-called chivalrous and masters in the martial arts.

For example, this style of three sticks is actually a clever swordsmanship, and it is the swordsmanship taught in the Moshang Sword Society, the first organization under the Sichuan Prince's Mansion.

The one-eyed boy only felt a sharp pain in the back of his hand, and the bones of the hand that the stick shadow was pumping were about to break.

If it weren't for the fact that I had just fought and consumed too much physical strength!

The tyrannical color in his pupils was even worse, and he suddenly roared wildly, jumped up, and the dagger in his hand was like a meteor falling from the sky, and thrust towards the short man with the strength of his entire body.

At the same time, he himself turned his body towards the enemy, and the other party only needed to stab him lightly with a long stick, and maybe he could bite him.

He's fighting for his life!

The man did exactly that, and he looked cruel, and out of the corner of his eye, he was already looking at the woman on the other side, and he couldn't help but swallow the saliva that was about to flow.

It's been a whole month, and I can finally meet a woman. And a beauty!

Anyway, you always have to die, and it's worth it to be cool before you die!

His face was a mixture of cruelty, lust and fear, and it was very strange.

The dagger turned into silver light and fell to the ground, and the long stick was a pillar of optimus at the same time!

Under the staggering, the one-eyed boy grinned his lips, and the one-eyed man was even more tyrannical.

He narrowly avoided the swift blow, and at the same time plunged the dagger directly into the ragged man's skull, and then sliced horizontally with both hands without looking.

The body, which was obviously exhausted and about to fall to the ground, actually stood up again.

He licked his lips, revealing a hint of unfinished taste.

"Come again!" he leaned over, his small body running like a lion cub, his unkempt hair more like a mane in the wind.

Obviously in the cell of death, there are deadly puppet monsters flying outside the door.

He actually looked happy.

The killing intoxicated him!

Xia Ren's eyes lit up, and at this time he already understood that this one-eyed boy was the apprentice he needed to accept.

Inevitably dreaming a lot at night, he stepped up directly and picked up a stick...

Just danced a little, and the stick shattered...

After all, it is only made of iron, and it is normal that it cannot withstand the power of the turbulent technique that has been blessed with almost two thousand years of power.

So he picked up another iron rod and threw it out, the iron rod disintegrated into countless debris in mid-air, but all of them fell into the head of another man who was dragging the woman.

There was a soft thud, like a watermelon exploding, and before the man could react, he was already dead.

"That's my prey. The one-eyed boy spoke in a somewhat calm tone, as if an addict was taking drugs but was interrupted.

He had completely forgotten about his situation, forgotten everything, and had only killing left in his mind.

The feeling of death suddenly coming to my face was really refreshing.

"Since you killed my prey, then you can play with me. The one-eyed boy sneered, he didn't seem to care what kind of opponent was standing in front of him, whether he would die or not.

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body had turned into a gust of wind, with a pant mixed with crazy laughter, and the dagger disappeared into the darkness, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

"Is this crazy?" Xia Ren was speechless, he didn't even move.

Then knock this kid out and keep him sober.

Just as he was thinking, in the darkness, a little silver light with a murderous aura suddenly appeared!

The silver light was clear, abrupt, with a bloody aura, a desperate realization, and a subtle and natural arc that went straight to the throat.

"This talent, this momentum, I really have nothing to say. Xia Ren couldn't help but admire, but he felt so keenly that he just dodged the killing blow by gently turning sideways, and at the same time, he lightly struck the back of the one-eyed boy's neck with his right hand.

The palm of his hand lightly touched the boy's neck, and Natsuhito assured that he had never used his strength so gently.

But...

Click... An extremely abrupt breaking sound made Xia Ren's whole person stunned.

Look at the one-eyed boy who suddenly appeared in front of him, full of murderous aura, his neck was already crooked to the side, and he couldn't die anymore.