Panhong nodded to Qin Changhui and said appreciatively: "Changhui, you are very caring, but I have already set up people in the clan to garrison, so I don't need to lead troops back." ”

"But the Holy King!" Qin Changhui said generously: "In case another fanatic covets the holy relics and takes advantage of the chaos to steal the holy relics, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Seeing that Qin Changhui was so loyal, Panhong was like a lump of ice, and he was not angry, nor was he boastful.

Suddenly, Pan Hong's eyes rolled and he looked at Pan Guiruo, who had been sullen since the beginning of the army.

The girl's bright red skirt was particularly bright and eye-catching among the disciples, but at this moment, Pan Gui was lying on the back of the beast bored, unable to beat up a little spirit.

"Guiruo! The big war is coming, what are you like! You learn more from your Senior Brother Qin!" Pan Hong shouted sharply.

"Oh. Pan Guiruo responded without a match, and his body fell down again.

"Holy King! disciple Qin Changhui is willing to swear to protect the holy relics to the death!" Qin Changhui clenched his fists again, his face was righteous and stern.

Seeing that Qin Changhui was about to make a generous statement again, Panhong couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart, grabbed Qin Changhui's wrist, and said sharply: "Enough!"

Qin Changhui looked at Panhong with stunned eyes, Panhong knew that it was the time to employ people, so he pulled Qin Changhui aside in a no-man's land, and said in a low voice: "Changhui, this king saw that you were loyal, so he told you one thing, the depth of the fire - not in the Tongtian Palace!"

"What!" Qin Changhui suddenly changed color, thought for a moment, and said in surprise: "Could it be that the Holy King had the foresight to expect that the Flame Demon Clan would change?"

"Cough-" Panhong coughed heavily in an old manner, and said with a bright eye: "This king also expected this, in fact, thanks to the guidance of the Black Axe Auction House, the master here is expected to send troops to the Tongtian Palace, destroy the holy relics of our clan, and teach me to hide the holy things in advance to Tongtianding, and hide them in a place where the gods do not know it, even if they don't need a single soldier, they can be safe! Thinking about it this way, the Black Axe Auction House is really like a god!"

"Holy King, there is such a hidden place in the Soul Cave, Changhui has never heard of it. Qin Changhui was stunned.

"That's nature. Panhong clapped his hands contentedly, and glanced at Qin Changhui again, "However, you are not qualified to know the whereabouts of the holy relics. ”

Before Panhong's words fell, an ice blanket-like storm hit!

Between heaven and earth, the ice and snow are rolling wildly, the soldiers are shaking and shaking, and there is nothing in sight!

In the vast white wind and snow, one after another ice swords that were difficult to break through the sky, and several orthodox figures controlled the long swords, stabbing straight at Panhong!

"Hangchuan sent people to sneak attack!Protect the Holy King!" Qin Changhui's face turned pale, he shouted loudly, and at the same time raised his sword, several fast sword lights were dizzying, and the sword was close to Panhong and Panguiruo!

Panhong jumped up at once, and when he was about to make a move, in the fog full of ice and snowstorm, a cold light rose again, approaching Panhong's back!

"Daddy, be careful," Pan Guiruo screamed.

But in the blink of an eye, Pan Guiruo's bright and moving face was "brushed" to snow white, and the moment the cold arrow approached Pan Hong's body, Qin Changhui stood up and pushed Pan Hong away, and his chest pierced through the sharp arrow!

"Changhui!"

"Senior Brother Qin!"

Panhong's father and daughter were shocked, only to see that in the wind, snow and fog, several arrows were fired together, and the mysterious assassin saw that Qin Changhui had lost his position, and the fast knife flashed again and again, Qin Changhui's mouth spurted blood, his liver and gallbladder collapsed, and his chest was torn apart!

"Changhui!" Panhong was shocked and jumped up, but he saw that the wind and snow had disappeared, and the assassin had disappeared!

Panhong lifted up Qin Changhui's almost fragmented flesh, Qin Changhui took a strong breath, and blood gushed out from his mouth......

He looked at Panhong, and said angrily: "Holy King, Changhui grew up in the Soul Cave since he was a child, and he has long regarded the Holy King as a relative, and now the Holy King is safe, and Changhui has no regrets in his death!

Panhong was stunned, and then thought that Qin Changhui was still thinking about the safety of the holy relics, and seeing that his soul was broken, Panhong tightly held Qin Changhui's gradually cold palm, hugged his bleeding head, and whispered in his ear: "You are the most loyal disciple of this king, of course you are qualified, this king tells you ......"

On the side of the ancient kingdom of Longdu, a few rays of light shone in from the narrow window lattice on the high wall, like stones thrown into the middle of the dark lake, and were instantly swallowed up by this cramped cell.

In the darkness, you can vaguely see the stains of blood drying on the stone walls on all sides, exuding a fishy smell of mildew.

The finger-thick hemp rope was tightened, trapping Zi Xiao on the stone chair, at first glance, the bloated Zi Xiao looked like a fat pig to be slaughtered, the fat of the white flower overflowed from the rope, and the skin of the rope trembled tightly was already strangled out of a shocking bruise.

Zi Xiao was tied with his backhand, and he could only struggle to face the sky, and suddenly, a young man's face appeared above him, and a pair of extremely attentive eyes in the dark looked down at him, which was tantamount to looking at an animal waiting to be killed, which made Zi Xiao shudder.

"You, what are you going to do!" Zi Xiao tried to put on a fierce face, but the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, still revealing the fear in his heart, Zi Xiao bared his teeth and grinned: "Hanging Chuan and the Yan Demon Clan have already started a war, and I have no power to return to the sky, you, what are you still pestering me for!"

The young man picked up the long sword that was as sharp as clay, and the snow-white blade flashed in Zi Xiao's eyelids, and pressed it to Zi Xiao's neck vein, and said softly: "You have a secret, and you still hide it, even if I don't ask, Master Helian will force it out of your mouth." However, I want to hear it first, you three states obviously exchanged secret letters, agreed to get rid of the Black Axe Auction House, although the Fox Island was too busy to take care of itself, but it did not breach the contract, why did the Duzi Jiacheng Ming Xiu Plank Road secretly Chen Cang, still working for the Black Axe Auction House?"

"It's none of your business!" Zi Xiao cried and mourned, tilted his head to the side, and didn't dare to look at the bright sword blade around his neck, Zi Xiao roared: "You don't belong to the three states, and you are not from Hangchuan, so you don't care about anything! The more you know, the faster you will die!"

"As long as it's not as fast as you. The young man smiled slightly, his cold eyes were unmoved, and he stared at Zi Xiao.

Zi Xiao was stunned, and immediately dumbfounded, he didn't know the young man in front of him - Lianduel, he was used to being ridiculed since he was a child, and his first skill was to practice a strong psychological ability to resist hits.

As the blade of the sword slowly cut in, a trace of blood oozed from Zi Xiao's thick round neck, and Zi Xiao immediately howled as if he had killed a pig, but a pair of eyes still purred around, trying to delay time.

Lian never waited longer, put one hand on Zi Xiao's shoulder, and pulled it back, Zi Xiao suddenly burst into tears, the sharp cry almost broke through the eardrum, and even the decisive qi ran through his arms, Xuan Bing's true power poured down, and Zi Xiao, who was screaming, was like falling into an ice cave, and his face was like a frosted eggplant, and he hurriedly begged for mercy loudly!