Chapter 155: One Step Late

On a cliff in the back mountain of Wudang, it was too late when Jing Xinyao and the three arrived, and when the battle was over, Zhuang Siqi sat on the ground to breathe, and the surrounding trees were in a mess. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Teacher Zhuang, what happened?Yang Mingjing escaped?" Li Muyan saw Zhuang Siqi exhale a breath of turbidity, and hurriedly asked after he finished pranayama.

"Yang Mingjing is really good at martial arts, I am not his opponent, and later the Dustless Dao Master came with Master Bu Greed, so I have no chance of winning. Fortunately, at the last critical moment, Master Bu Greed sacrificed his life to save my life, hey, he had fallen off the cliff and died. And with him was the little mulberry master. After Zhuang Siqi coughed lightly, he simply explained what happened.

Hearing that Master Bu was dead, everyone showed sad expressions, but fortunately, Yang Mingjing did not attack Zhuang Siqi, which can be regarded as a great luck in misfortune.

Li Muyan and Jing Xinyao stepped forward to help Zhuang Siqi, only to see that his steps were unsteady, his lower plate was empty, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

Seeing the sad expressions of the two, Zhuang Siqi smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be able to die for a while, but you, who are really heroes and teenagers, can even fight with the dustless Dao chief, presumably they are also afraid of the strength of a few of you, so they left me alive and fled first." It seems that the Dragon Imperial Pavilion will rely on a few of you to support it tomorrow. After that, there was another cough.

The two hurriedly stopped Zhuang Siqi from continuing to speak, let him maintain his strength, and prepared to help him down the mountain. And Xia Qingcang stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the bottomless abyss below, and sighed.

Half a month later, everyone returned to the Dragon Pavilion and reported the matter to the authorities in detail, and then the Dragon Pavilion issued a wanted warrant to the detectives who were handling cases in various places, and the whole country pursued Yang Mingjing, but there was no news.

After this battle, the Wudang faction quickly fell lonely, although with the strong support of several disciples of the older generation, it gradually recovered from the tragic situation of losing the two masters, but its reputation plummeted and gradually faded out of the field of vision.

The Shaolin side heard that the two masters of Buyue and Bu Greed were killed one after another, and the whole temple was grief-stricken. Fortunately, the foundation is still there, and under the leadership of several other non-character monks, he still maintains the status of a martial arts master, which is in stark contrast to Wudang.

While Zhuang Siqi was recuperating from his illness, Xia Qingcang took the insect corpse he picked up from Wudang to Chen Wuyi for study. In the end, it was concluded that this is an ancient Gu worm, as for the source, even Chen Wuyi has no way of knowing, only that it may be able to control human nerves, but because this is only a corpse, the specific function cannot be conclusively determined, and it is best to get a living body for study, so as to have a deep understanding of its mechanism of action.

In this way, Xia Qingcang embarked on the road of finding other Gu worms, and his first destination was Chenzhou. And Jing Xinyao, with the help of Zhuang Siqi, finally made an exception and let her enter the unsolved case hall to inquire about the details of the Jingfu tragedy. After reading the case file, Jing Xinyao left Tianzhao Academy alone and embarked on the journey back home.

Yuanzhou, this familiar and unfamiliar place, I am back again.

In the southwest corner of the town, a long-abandoned old mansion welcomed its first guest in seven years.

Jing Xinyao slowly walked into the door and walked along the familiar path to the top of the lobby.

Looking at the dusty tables and chairs, all kinds of things from my childhood came back to my heart.

The father sat at the table and touched his hair kindly, the younger sister jumped and played on the side, the mother chased after her sister and told her not to be naughty, and the family would join in the fun of the whole family from time to time. The whole house is happy.

But it was all taken away by that person.

Jing Xinyao thought of the man in black again, that night, she was so close to this enemy of life and death, but, hey, when will this huge gap between herself and him be overcome?

Between thoughts, Jing Xinyao reached out and clenched the long sword in her hand, angry, sad, and helpless.

The sweat, tears, and blood of the past seven years have been in vain after all, when will this revenge be avenged?

stayed in Jingfu for one night, and on the second day, Jing Xinyao set off for another direction.

After the analysis of the dragon Yushen, who was in charge of the case at the time, the body should have been thrown into the Dan River on the outskirts of Yuanzhou and washed away by the turbulent river, so that there was no trace of it. If this inference is correct, then I should know the location of the final body sinking, which is the vicinity where I woke up from the river.

A long time has passed, and many memories have been blurred, and it took Jing Xinyao a whole week to rediscover the place where she was washed up by the river at that time.

With a plop, a beautiful figure jumped into the water.

After a while, Jing Xinyao surfaced, took a breath of air again, and dived again.

In this way, day after day, she searched repeatedly until her whole body was soaked in the river water and turned white and foamed, and she still did not stop.

The hard work paid off, and one day, she once again plunged into the river with longing, ten miles from where she had first searched.

As usual, she sank directly to the bottom of the water, and searched in all directions by turning up stones and removing mud from the bottom.

At first, I searched along the shore and found nothing. After surfacing and taking a long breath, she dived into the water again and swam into the middle of the river.

The water in the middle of the river is much colder than on the shore, and the current is more rapid. Fortunately, after several days of repeated searches, her water quality has been greatly improved, and in a short time, she has gradually narrowed the search circle to the most central area.

Just as she was about to surface to take a breath, she suddenly felt a huge suction force surging from the middle of the river, and before she could react, she had already rolled up her body and rotated to pull closer to the center of the vortex.

Why is there this kind of dark whirlpool in the river, similar to that on the sea?

Jing Xinyao was shocked, and hurriedly twisted her body and desperately swam to the periphery, trying to get rid of this suction.

But the force was too great, and before she could stabilize her body, she had already tore her aside.

The posture was interrupted, and the moment it rolled in the water, a stream of water rushed into his mouth.

Choking on a mouthful of water, Jing Xinyao began to panic in her heart, not to mention the danger of this suction, the remaining air in her mouth alone could no longer support herself for a while.

After thinking about it, in order to maintain her physical strength and reduce oxygen consumption, Jing Xinyao began to give up struggling, and there were still vortices that rolled towards the center with circles and circles.

Unexpectedly, all of a sudden, the water rolled up and crashed towards a huge black shadow.

There was a loud bang, and a puff of dust kicked up in the water.

Under the impact of gravity, Jing Xinyao instinctively opened her mouth, and suddenly the river rushed wildly, rushing towards her lungs.

The river choked on her chest, and she spasmed, and before she had time to fear, she began to lose consciousness.

I didn't think that I would be buried here, no one knew, no one understood, so I was buried here silently.

Is this the end of my life?

In the darkness, no one answered, only a beautiful body slowly sank to the bottom of the river. (To be continued.) )