Chapter Ninety-Three: Shadow Guard
Sun Haotian walked slowly, his expression a little gloomy. He didn't expect that a loyal housekeeper who had followed him for decades would be a traitor. When Wang Hui told him about his speculation, he didn't believe it. But Xu Ming's hesitation has made him understand that this is the truth. Although there are still shadow guards who have not been investigated, they are all dead soldiers cultivated by the family, and there is absolutely no problem with loyalty.
"Now, I don't have much to hide. ”
Xu Ming glanced at Sun Haotian and said indifferently: "But, Wang Hui, do you really think you have won?"
Wang Hui smiled slightly and said, "Could it be that you have any other backhand?"
"Do you think I'm the only traitor here? In the Sun family's shadow guard, there are also our pawns. One of them happened to be in charge of Miss Ruolan's safety, and someone else was in charge of Miss Yueling's safety. Xu Ming straightened his clothes and said with a calm expression. If it weren't for the exposure of his identity, he wouldn't want to take Sun Ruolan as a hostage.
The Sun family's dead soldier shadow guard is the core force, it is a three- or four-year-old orphan selected, trained since childhood, constantly instilled with all kinds of ideas loyal to the Sun family, and the elites who have been screened out layer by layer have absolutely no problem with loyalty. Moreover, every shadow guard has a cultivation above the Dao base, which is the core strength of the Sun family, and they are usually hidden in the dark corners that ordinary people can't see, secretly protecting the safety of the core members of the Sun family. How did he put people in it? Sun Haotian had some doubts in his heart, but if this was true, then Ruolan's safety?
At this time, Wang Hui smiled and said, "Since I doubt you, how can I not be on guard against this possibility?"
Xu Ming said calmly: "Don't you want to lie to me, I won't be fooled." ”
Wang Hui smiled and said, "Then we'll wait and see!"
At this time, in the room, Sun Ruolan was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Suddenly, a dark figure broke through the window, turned over, and knelt in the middle of the house. This person was dressed in black, enveloping everything, leaving only a pair of cold eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, an alloy dagger appeared in his hand, and his figure quickly approached Sun Ruolan.
Sun Ruolan suddenly woke up and looked at the man in black, looking frightened and stunned, unable to believe it, only hoping that this was a nightmare.
The void in front of the bed rippled with a trace of transparency, and a white-clothed girl holding a blood-colored spear appeared in front of her. The girl's expression was cold, and with a strong push, the spear shot out.
All this happened in an instant, and the man in black had a stunned look in his eyes, and then there was a sharp pain, and the blood-colored spear pierced his chest, unabated, and nailed his body to the wall. The man in black's eyes were dead, and he bit the poison sac in his mouth, and in a moment he was bleeding from all his orifices, and his breath was completely gone.
Zhou Yinling stretched out her hand to hold it, and the bloody spear appeared with blood, and after a slight sway, it flew into her palm. The body of the man in black fell to the ground, and she slowly approached the white little hand and pressed it on the center of the deceased's eyebrows, and a transparent soul phantom was filmed out and submerged into her palm.
"Let's go!" Zhou Yinling lifted the corpse, glanced at Sun Ruolan with his eyes, and said lightly.
"Thank you, Sister Ling'er. Sun Ruolan nodded and said sincerely. After truly experiencing the moment of death, she realized the preciousness of life, and became more and more grateful to the life-saving benefactor in front of her.
"No thanks, if it weren't for my brother's orders, I wouldn't want to save you!" Zhou Yinling said coldly. This woman always called her brother a big pervert and ruined his brother's reputation. If it's a man, you can only say that this kind of girl is cute, but you can't hate it. But for her, it's very annoying. Maybe the hatred between girls is unreasonable.
At the same time, another room not far away also changed.
A man in black took the key, gently opened the door, and walked in slowly, the sound of footsteps was almost none.
On the bed, Han Yueling, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes, her expression was cold, she was holding a silver pistol in her hand, and quickly got up and shot.
Bang bang, three gunshots rang out in succession, and none of the three golden bursting bullets missed, all of them hit the man in black, and three bloody holes were punched in his chest. The bullet exploded the moment it entered his body, and the scorching force directly evaporated part of his flesh and blood, and the shrapnel slammed into his internal organs.
I have to say that the man in black is too light on the enemy, thinking that he is just a woman in the middle of Qi training, so he is naturally able to catch it. But he didn't know that Han Yueling's ability was an absolute hit, unless he encountered an irresistible force, the bullet would definitely hit the target. So much so that he didn't have time to urge the True Yuan Protector, and was hit hard in an instant. However, the man in black was a cultivator in the early stage of Daoji, and his vitality was extremely strong, even if he suffered this kind of fatal injury, he could still persevere. Regardless of his injuries, he forcibly urged the true yuan, and the palm of his hand condensed a layer of black true yuan, and quickly slapped it towards Han Yueling. He understands that this is his only chance of life, and only by grasping the person in front of him can he have a chance to live.
Han Yueling just sat on the bed, motionless, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The man in black faintly felt that something was wrong, but there was no way out, so he could only continue to push the palm momentum.
Suddenly, the blue light shone, and a woman in a green shirt suddenly appeared in front of Han Yueling, and a white jade hand with a cyan thunder arc shining slapped out.
With a bang, the palms intersected, and the man in black quickly retreated, hitting the wall like a cannonball, and fainted. A puff of black smoke came out of his body, giving off a burnt smell mixed with a faint smell of meat.
Qingqi's cyan thunder energy is very pure, and coupled with her strong cultivation in the late stage of the Dao Foundation, she almost roasted the man in black.
A moment later, Zhou Yinling threw the bodies of the two black-clothed men in front of Xu Ming's eyes.
Xu Ming's face suddenly turned like ashes, and then he said in a deep voice: "I asked myself if there is no flaw, how did you find me?"
"I guessed! and then I checked it with elimination. Of course, this is thanks to the gentle pink smoke. Wang Hui said with a smile. He is not a detective genius, but he has listed everyone as a target, and asked Ling'er and Qingqi to protect them as soon as possible.
"You!" Xu Ming suddenly froze. He has been hiding for many years, but he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a hairy boy.
At this time, Sun Haotian said with a serious expression: "Xu Ming, I'll give you another chance." Hand over the nirvana elixir, explain to the person behind it, and I can let you go. ”
Xu Ming sneered: "What kind of person are you, I've been with you for so long, don't you know? You are cold by nature, even if you let me go, it is to lure out the people behind me, and you will still cut me down in the end!"
"You are looking for death!" Sun Haotian suddenly said coldly. is not only because Xu Ming refused to confess, but what is even more hateful is that he did not forget to provoke the relationship between himself and Wang Hui when he was dying.
"You just do it!" Xu Ming finished speaking, closing his eyes and waiting for death.
"Mr. Sun must not be fooled, he just wants to die quickly. You catch him first, and Wanrou has her own way to interrogate him. Wang Hui said lightly. Now that he has boarded the Sun family's thief ship, he must find out his opponent and eradicate him. Otherwise, there will be trouble in the future.
Sun Haotian nodded, and was about to make a move.
Xu Ming's body suddenly flashed, and the palm print burning with cyan flames slapped towards Wang Hui. There are many ways to commit suicide in the dead like him, and the reason why he has waited until now is to exert the last residual heat. He knew that Sun Haotian's cultivation was profound, and he had no chance, so he set his sights on Wang Hui. This cyan flame is called Qingyang True Fire, and it is the best at burning real objects, if it is stained with the flesh, it is enough to quickly burn people to ashes, and there are no bones left. There are not a few children of the Sun family who secretly died under the hands of this Qingyang.
Because he had been prepared and ready to go, this palm was extremely fast, hitting Wang Hui's heart. Wang Hui didn't have time to dodge, but his expression was still indifferent, and a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth. Ignoring the terrifying palm print, the seven points in the palm of his right hand, such as the Lao Gong acupoint, burst out with a strong golden pure yang qi, infecting his entire hand into a golden Buddha palm, and suddenly swinging it out. At this time, he had already refined thirty-six acupoints, and each hand had refined seven acupoints. The speed of the palm is naturally extremely fast, almost the last to come.
Xu Ming secretly said that it was not good, but it was too late to change his moves, and Qingyang's palm immediately hit Wang Hui's chest.
Wang Hui's chest was full of golden light, and a thick pure yang qi burst out, Qingyang's palm strength could not advance an inch, and Qingyang's true fire was also quickly wiped out by pure yang gangqi. If Wang Hui had had a chance before he learned the practice method in the Golden Bell Jar, he would have had a chance, but at this time, he would have brought humiliation on himself. Almost at the same time, Wang Hui's golden palm print had already slapped on Xu Ming's chest, and the golden pure yang palm power instantly shattered his body protection true yuan and invaded his internal organs.
Xu Ming spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, flew out upside down, and fell to the ground, only to feel that his five internal organs were burning, and the scorching pure yang palm power was still destroying his internal organs. If it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated to the late stage of the Dao Foundation and Zhen Yuan had refined his viscera, he would already be a dead man at this moment.