In the afternoon, Zhang Ming, the owner of Zhangtai Village, came to visit in person. Like Gan Yong from Xiaoyao Villa, he also went to the Lost Isle to seek medical treatment because of a sick person at home, but he was different from Gan Yong—he had heard the whispers of the maids on the island occasionally, and he vaguely knew something about the cloud. Yifeng's situation, when he was a stranger back then, he had implicitly asked him if he needed help.
Because of this sentence, Yun Yifeng kept it in his heart and respected him like a big brother. At this moment, Zhu'er was called away by the ghost thorn, and Ling Xing'er was cooking medicine outside. Zhang Ming sat by the bed and asked in a low voice, "Why are you still with the ghost thorn, but he is threatening you again?"
"It's a long story, but he's not considered a coercion. I'm going to rely on his decoction to hang my life." Yun Yifeng said, "One more thing, Feng Yumen made a mistake and got the wrong news, I'm afraid After a few days, there will be no room for me in the rivers and lakes, if they find out that I live here, I'm afraid it will bring trouble to my eldest brother."
"These words are unfamiliar. There is no need to be polite between you and me." Zhang Ming reassured, "The success of Zhangtaizhuang's purchase of land and business in recent years is all due to the news of Fengyumen. You can just live in peace of mind, even if those Jianghu people come to the door Come, I also know how to send them away."
Yun Yifeng smiled: "I still have something to do, I want to ask elder brother for help."
Zhang Ming asked, "What's the matter?"
Yun Yifeng approached and whispered a few words in his ear.
"Okay, don't worry." Zhang Ming said, "Just leave this matter to me."
Zhangtaizhuang was built on the mountainside. Most of the peaks and ridges in this area are steep, and the house is covered by green trees. The white mist seems to be floating in the clouds.
The scenery is beautiful, but it is a bit cold, Ling Xing'er helped Yun Yifeng cover the blanket: "Master, let's go in and lie down, after a while, there is some blood on his face, don't catch a cold again."
"Do you remember what I told you?" Yun Yifeng asked.
"I remember the thing, but will it work?" Ling Xing'er pinched his shoulders for him, "In case the master of the sect wants to increase or decrease the dose of the poison, we don't know it, and we just blindly follow the old method. I really hate that group of people, but even the sect master himself said that he will rely on his soup to continue his life."
"The dose of that medicine will not increase or decrease." Yun Yifeng said, "After drinking it for so many years, I always get a bowl of it when I am about to die. It took a while. Back then, I thought about asking for the prescription, but Ghost Thorn refused, probably because I was afraid that after I got the prescription, I would fly away and hide in a place where he couldn't find it."
Ling Xing'er nodded, and said again: "The master of the sect will rest for two more days to improve his health, and it's time for the prince to go down the mountain. We will leave then."
The work of decocting the medicine has always been done by Zhu'er, and the medicine residue is also handled by her. When Ling Xing'er stepped into the kitchen with her skirt on this day, she was clearing out the medicine, and there was another bowl of green.
"Hello!" Ling Xing'er knocked on the table in dissatisfaction, "The master of my family is looking for you."
Zhu'er shook her hands and almost poured the medicinal soup on the table. She raised her head in disbelief, as if she didn't believe her ears.
Ling Xing'er curled her lips: "Why, don't you want to go? Then I'll report to the sect master." As she spoke, she turned around and walked out. As expected, she heard the sound of breaking wind behind her. Passed by. The white porcelain pendant hanging around his waist was thrown into the air, hitting the medicine pot just in time, the casserole shattered, and the remaining medicine soup flowed all over the table.
"Is there something wrong with you?" Ling Xing'er patted the medicine dregs on her body, and scolded, "You're so hands and feet, the sect master is still waiting to drink the medicine!"
Zhu'er glared at her, and hurried to Yun Yifeng's room with the medicine bowl in her hand.
Ling Xing'er stood at the door of the kitchen with folded arms, watching the other party enter the room and close the door, then turned around and returned to the table, put all the medicine residues into a small jar, took out another pack of medicine residues prepared in advance, and dumped them indiscriminately. On the table, I just asked the servants to come in and clean it up.
That night, Zhang Ming personally took the medicine dregs and went out to ask the best doctor in the city to look at them. They all said that although the medicine in it was not common, it was not impossible to find it. As long as he was willing to spend money, he could still make it as it was. of. In addition, Zhang Ming also found a house for Yun Yifeng in a secluded place. He planned to arrange more bodyguards and servants, but was declined.
Yun Yifeng said: "The fewer people there are, the better, but the mighty ones are more eye-catching."
"Having said that, I'm really worried that it's only you and Miss Xing'er." Zhang Ming persuaded, "I think that ghost thorn has stopped these few days and hasn't tortured you anymore. Why don't you just live like this, at least by your side?" There is a doctor."
"I don't want to see him again, and I don't want to be fed some messy antidote anymore." Yun Yifeng said, "If it's true that there are not a few days to live, I should live in peace and tranquility."
Zhang Ming sighed: "You have such a temper, that's all. If you encounter any trouble in the future, remember to come to me in time."
Yun Yifeng nodded: "Okay."
That night, with the help of Zhang Ming, Yun Yifeng and Ling Xing'er left Zhangtai Village smoothly, were pulled by a carriage, and drove eastward all the way. But it wasn't until the next morning that Zhu Er went to deliver the medicine, only to find that there was no one in the room.
Ghost Thorn was furious, and Zhang Ming stood beside him with a puzzled look on his face: "The genius doctor was all about detoxifying the master of Yunmen, why did he run away without saying a word, but is there any misunderstanding between master and apprentice?"
Guici enjoys the praises of "skillful hands and benevolence" and "Hua Tuo's reincarnation" in the public, so he won't tell about the trial medicine, he can't stop cursing in his mouth. Zhu'er was also running around anxiously, guessing: "Could it be that they chased Changying Peak?"
"Let's go, let's go now." Ghost Thorn ordered, "No matter what, you must bring me back!"
Changying Peak is located to the south of Zhangtai Village, which is considered a divergence. After sending off Ghost Crush and his group, Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and only hoped that Yun Yifeng would have a smooth journey and take good care of himself in that small village.
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On the other side, everyone in the world finally arrived at Changying Peak. The disciples who went to explore the road in advance came back and reported that people from the imperial court seemed to be searching the mountains as well, and the battle was not small.
Hearing this news, Li Qinghai was a little uncertain for a while. It is a customary rule that Jiang Hu does not dispute with the imperial court. If the emperor really wanted the tomb of King Chang'an, then no one else could intervene. Someone in the team asked Qingyue: "The imperial court also knows about this news?"
"You probably don't know." Qingyue frowned, "Once Master received the tip, he came to report to Leader Yu Li day and night. No matter how fast the court's spies are, they can't be as fast as Feng Yumen."
"But the army is here, not looking for a tomb, what else are they looking for?" The man said again, "Master Li, I think we should wait and see for two more days, lest we feel that we have offended the court."
Although Qingyue didn't show it on the surface, she was secretly anxious in her heart, and just about to say a few more words, there was someone riding a horse from the other side of the mountain road, with black clothes and long spears, very heroic.
Someone recognized him and said he was Lord Wei from the imperial court.
"Master Li." Wei Lie clasped his fists and smiled, "Looking at it from afar, I think it's a mistake. Why, the martial arts conference is over already?"
"In recent years, the rivers and lakes have been calm, and there are no major issues to discuss." Li Qinghai returned the gift, and casually probed, "Why did Master Wei come to Changying Peak?"
"Oh, the emperor remembers the people of Yongle Prefecture, saying that the mountain roads here are rugged and travel is inconvenient, so he ordered me to come and have a look, and prepare to build bridges and pave roads next year." Wei Lie said, "It's really deep in the mountains and old forests. Dozens of big trees were cut down."
Hearing that the imperial court came to repair the road, everyone was relieved. Li Qinghai remained calm, and said again: "Then I want to go to the top of Changying Peak to get something. I don't know if it will hinder Master Wei's work?"
"The top of Changying Peak?" Wei Lie looked up, "Hey, this is almost climbing to the sky, and the road can't be repaired to get there, everyone, please do it yourself."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and returned to the station, apparently not paying attention to Li Qinghai's words. Qingyue said from the side: "When I was in Wangcheng earlier, I heard the prince mentioned a few words about road construction. Judging by Master Wei's attitude just now, it seems that he knows that there is a tomb here, otherwise he should have spoken out to stop it. .”
And the meaning of the others is to find the treasure as soon as possible so that they can feel at ease. Firstly, the leader of the alliance has just made it clear that he will go to the peak to fetch things, Master Wei himself said "it's convenient", and secondly, there are so many sects present, all of them know where the tomb is hidden, if you don't take it now, will you return it in the future? Someone must be guarded, otherwise, wouldn't it be stolen? And who to send to guard is also a problem. What if the guard steals himself
Seeing that Li Qinghai was silent, Jiang Nandou smiled contemptuously: "If Leader Li still has concerns, then we will go up first."
"Master Jiang is in a hurry." Li Qinghai got off his horse and said displeasedly, "Since this tomb belongs to the whole Wulin, it should be taken by the whole Wulin together, so as not to be swallowed up by people with ulterior motives."
The smell of gunpowder in the two of them helped Qingyue invisibly. Wei Lie rode his horse on the way, when he heard the movement, he turned around and saw those people from the rivers and lakes had already climbed towards the peak, half of his heart relaxed immediately, but the other half hung higher, he only hoped that Ji Yanran and Jiang Lingfei would be safe and sound.
In the underground palace, the third young master of the Jiang family chewed the cake stiffly, his eyes were gloomy, and his tone was like a resentful woman: "Where did you go just now?" Leaving me alone, in the dark, with no one to rely on, I was very flustered.
"I searched around again." Ji Yanran sat down with support, "But still nothing."
Such a weird place is surrounded by a bunch of skeletons, which can barely be compared with "blood and bones". It's just that miracles are really not easy to find. After searching every crevice, not to mention the blood ganoderma, not even a single fungus.
Jiang Lingfei sighed and clenched his fists, whether he would be able to get out of trouble in terms of affection or the king's victory was still unknown, he was still thinking about finding medicine for his sweetheart, and he didn't know if this kind of affection could move the heavens and send down a nine-day mysterious thunder to split the cave.
After all, that's what it says in the scriptures.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a loud noise from the top of his head.
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Holding the diagram of the mechanism in her hand, Qingyue said firmly: "The formation gate is here!"
Everyone in the martial arts team joined forces again, raised their palms and slashed towards the mountain.
There was a resounding "buzz", and the eardrums also felt a dull pain. The gravel and dust were shaken and splashed in all directions. After falling off, what appeared was a huge black iron door, which was extremely hard.
"It's no wonder no one has found it for so many years, it's so well hidden!"
"This is a good thing, it means no one has been in, come on, let's push again!"
Li Qinghai stored strength in his palm, Jiang Nandou pulled out his long saber smoothly, Ning Weilu's weapon was a snake-shaped soft whip, and the rest of them also tried their best to break through with one blow.
"Boom!"
As if hundreds of packs of explosives were ignited at the same time, the ground under his feet trembled, countless boulders rolled and fell from the cliff, and the dust that was raised almost dyed the sky yellow. The thick black iron gate was torn apart by a huge force, and the dark hole was like a monster with one eye, which was covered by the fallen trees.
Everyone lit torches and filed in.
Ji Yanran and Jiang Lingfei had dismantled all the traps inside a few days ago, and those who entered later would naturally not be in danger again, but the treasure was never to be found, and the walls were dry. It is clean, without any secrets of peerless magic arts, and after looking around, it is nothing more than dozens of skeletons.
"What does this mean?" Someone started to make a fuss, and surrounded Qingyue in the middle, "Didn't the master of Yunmen say that the news will not go wrong, and the tomb of King Chang'an must be buried here?"
Qingyue frowned and said: "Master really said so."
"What about the tomb?"
"Is the Fengyumen so unreliable in doing things now?"
"Let Master Yunmen come out and explain clearly!"
"Yes, we must have an explanation for our travels all the way!"
Li Qinghai also said: "I can't just let this matter go, but the master of Yunmen returned to Fengyumen?"
Qingyue shook her head: "Master has been in poor health recently, maybe he went somewhere to recuperate."
Among the many people, Jiangnan Dou had the most hope for the tomb, so naturally he was the most dissatisfied at this time, and said bitterly, "Why, don't you know that the news is not accurate, you should have hidden it early?"
Jiang Lingfei crouched halfway in the darkness, and exchanged a glance with Ji Yanran.
This hiding place is located on the top of the cave. After the hidden weapon inside is ejected, it becomes a hollow that can accommodate two grown men. The moment the black iron giant gate was breached, the underground palace was full of dust and dust, and they couldn't figure out what was going on outside, so the two of them hid here first, just in time to hear the crowd besieging the Fengyumen.
Not being able to see the tomb, Ning Weilu was inevitably disappointed, but seeing this group of people just scolding Yun Yifeng around Qingyue, with vulgar words, she was unhappy, so she said coolly: "If you want to explain, go to Yunmen Master, if he really did something wrong, there are still rules in the world, and at worst, the position of sect master will be abolished, so why should you scold your father, mother, and ancestors here, it's like a rascal."
She was usually dignified and modest, but when she spoke with a cold face this time, the whole place was calmed down, and the crowd gradually became quiet.
"According to the rules of the world, within three days, Fengyumen needs to give everyone an explanation." Li Qinghai said, "If you know where the master of Yunmen is, you should persuade him to come out quickly, otherwise no one will be able to protect him." Stop him."
Qingyue clenched her fists secretly, lowered her head and said, "Yes."
After Li Qinghai spoke, no matter how unhappy the crowd was, they could only swear and disperse. The underground palace was quiet again, Ji Yanran slowly came out from the darkness, Qingyue looked up to see that he was safe and sound, and finally managed to force a smile out of frustration.
Ji Yanran asked: "What's going on?"
"The secret map of Zichuan is wrong, here is the dead gate of Kuzen." Qingyue roughly explained the matter to him, and then said, "Master also said, don't worry about the prince, he will return home after heals up." Empire."
Jiang Lingfei was dumbfounded when he heard this. Although he usually likes to get into the makeup pile, at most he just drinks and listens to music, and talks sweet words to make beautiful girls happy. He has never been tempted by anyone, so naturally he doesn't know. In the depths, he would be so desperate and desperate.
He patted Qingyue on the shoulder, your master is so infatuated, how could the prince go back to the royal city alone, you should quickly tell where he is. Otherwise, even if there is a ghost stabbed to heal the disease, how could those Jianghu people just let him go easily, I am afraid that they will go crazy to find him. But there are also a lot of troubles, big and small. People are always more likely to remember bad things but not good things, and grudges not to remember kindness. There were rules in the world before, and no matter how much you hate, you can only hide it in your heart. Now Fengyumen has broken the rules first. , How could these people have the patience to wait for three days first, guessing that at this time they are already bluffing and about to start looking for someone.
Qingyue sighed: "Ghost Thorn brought him onto the horse, and I really don't know where he went. The master only told me to go back to Fengyumen as soon as possible after I rescued the prince, lest someone come to make trouble."
"Go back to Chunlin City first, and guard the Fengyumen for him." Ji Yanran said, "Leave me the matter of finding someone."
Qingyue nodded: "Then I'll go first." He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Master's health is already very poor. He often coughed up blood during this trip, and he couldn't sleep well at night. He woke up from a dream in the middle of the night and just hugged his knees. Sit to dawn."
And the rumored life-saving blood ganoderma, combined with the power of Fengyumen and the imperial court, has not been found after three feet of digging, and it is afraid that there will never be any in the future.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart. To avoid losing his composure, he hurriedly turned and left.
Jiang Lingfei glanced at Ji Yanran cautiously: "I haven't left a message yet, where should we start looking?"
"Around Guangming Mountain, Yuner's body is weak, and Guici should not dare to take him on the road." Ji Yanran said, "Let's go, find him first."
Jiang Lingfei agreed, worried that the words of those people in the world would irritate him, so he wanted to see the other person's expression clearly at this time, but Ji Yanran was half of his face hidden by the shadow, only a pair of eyes soaked in cold, dark, teach People panicked when they saw it.
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Yun Yifeng's foothold is a small village, which is said to be a village, but due to the terrain, every household is far apart, so it's just a place to hide quietly.
Ling Xing'er ran in from the outside, holding a large bouquet of bright yellow wild flowers: "Master, look!"
"Pretty and cute, it complements you very well." Yun Yifeng leaned on the soft chair and said with a smile, "Find a bottle and put it in, and it will last for two more days."
"There are a lot of flowers blooming on the low slope at the back." Ling Xing'er said, "There are all kinds of colors. I'll take you to see it when the sect master gets better."
Yun Yifeng nodded: "Okay."
Ling Xing'er arranged the flowers carefully and went to the kitchen to get busy. She was originally a spoiled little girl, but after a few days of practice, she also learned how to cook, which barely made Yun Yifeng eat comfortably—it was just that Fermi used up a lot of oil, and Zhang Ming prepared ingredients that could last for a month. The sky is about to bottom out, there is no way, novices always have to pay some tuition fees.
"There will be a market in two days, and I will go shopping at the foot of the mountain." At the dinner table, Ling Xing'er peeled the eggs for him, "What does the master want to eat?"
Yun Yifeng thought for a while, and replied: "Squirrel mandarin fish, boiled dried shredded fish, sea cucumber with scallops, crystal shrimp, lion's head with crab powder."
Ling Xing'er said: "OK, then I'll tie a cook up."
"You're getting more and more talkative." Yun Yifeng said with a smile, "Be careful when going down the mountain, go early and return early."
Although this place is remote, there is no guarantee that everyone in the world will not find it. The Fengyumen has offended many sects in recent years, so he dare not be careless.
After eating, Ling Xing'er cleaned up the kitchen and made some hot tea for him to hold in his hands to keep warm, before asking: "Does the door master plan to stay on the mountain all the time?"
"What?" Yun Yifeng looked at her, "Do you want to go back?"
"It's not that I want to go back." Ling Xing'er sat next to her, and she spoke more clearly, "The prince should be out of trouble at this time, doesn't the sect master want to look for it?"
"I'm tired of walking two more steps now, how do I find it?" Yun Yifeng smiled, "I haven't found the tomb of King Chang'an, and now I'm afraid that all the rivers and lakes are chasing me, and I need to add a ghost stab, Don't act rashly. Even if you want to find him, you have to grow up to be able to beat people before going down the mountain. If you show your face now, you will die in vain."
"That's right." Ling Xing'er thought for a while, "Anyway, if the prince finds Zhangtaizhuang, he will be able to know the whereabouts of the sect master, then I will cook some supper."
She is lively and lively, and has never tasted the bitterness of the world, so her sorrows come and go faster, and she ran into the kitchen bouncing around. Yun Yifeng raised the corners of his mouth, leaned against the soft bed, and looked at the distance alone in a trance, dressed in white clothes better than snow.
At night in the mountain village, there are stars and dew.
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In the forest, the bonfire was burning, and the ghost sat under the tree, fiddling with a few pills in his hand. Zhu'er stood aside, although she was going crazy in her heart, she didn't dare to show it, she just twisted the handkerchief so hard that it was almost torn to pieces. When I think of Yun Yifeng being alone with Ling Xing'er at this time, maybe still talking and laughing softly, letting her take care of food and living, I wish I could bite her into pieces one by one, and the woman I met at the bottom of the cliff that day, that boldly dressed A woman in white, how dare they? They should all be damned!
A group of birds were startled flying, she raised her head vigilantly, and looked at a group of people coming out of the forest: "... King Xiao?"
Ghost Thorn also raised his eyes, and quickly searched around him.
"Where's my son?" Zhu'er ran forward and asked anxiously, "He, why isn't he by Wang Ye's side?"
Jiang Lingfei was inexplicable when he heard it: "Didn't the master of Yunmen be taken away by you that day? Why is he going to be a master with us instead?"
"He ran away from Zhangtai Village." Zhu'er cried, and then knelt on the ground and begged, "My lord, go find the master of the sect. He is avoiding us, but he certainly won't hide from your lord. If you don't take the medicine on time , I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to survive for three months."
The voice was shrill, like a ghost crawling out of the ground, tearing his throat.
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The sun rose in the morning, and the whole town was warmed up, and the market was very lively. Ling Xing'er was carrying a small basket on her shoulders, and she was wearing the plain clothes of a peasant girl, which was simple and easy to look at. She mixed in the crowd to buy meat and vegetables, and she looked pretty good. She was thinking about Yun Yifeng's fondness for soup, so she bought I bought several fresh live fish, put them in large earthen jars, and prepared to raise them in the stream with net bags, ready to be taken at any time.
A girl's family, carrying rice, noodles, meat and vegetables on her back, holding a large jar full of water in her arms, walking on the road, it is difficult not to attract attention.
The villagers were all smiling and pointing, saying that this girl who didn't know where she came from would probably be a husband-in-law after she got married in the future. Ling Xing'er pulled down the bamboo hat to cover most of her face, she ran faster, her feet were light and erratic, and she disappeared into the mountain in an instant.
Several men looked at each other and followed silently.
Yun Yifeng was still basking in the sun on the soft chair, her whole body was soft. In the courtyard, a big goose ran from someone's house, and it was walking around showing off its might. Remembering that someone said "like a goose" in Wangxing City back then, he couldn't help leaning over, wanting to take a closer look at what a goose looks like.
The big goose stared at him calmly for a moment, opened its mouth without saying a word, and said "hula la" with its snow-white wings, that is the Peng in the mythology!
Yun Yifeng dragged his sick body and ran fast with a weak face. Now that he is recovering from his illness, he doesn't even want to use half of his strength. Moreover, if he wants to defeat this big goose, even half of his strength doesn't seem to be enough.
At sunset, Ling Xing'er stepped into the courtyard gate and said, "Master."
The big goose was lying on the soft couch with its paws facing the sky, sleeping comfortably and comfortably. It turned its neck to look at her.
Ling Xing'er: "..."
Yun Yifeng squatted on the roof, propped his chin with his hands, and stared dimly.
Ling Xing'er laughed for half an hour, until before going to bed, she would "puchi" from time to time, thinking that in the future, when the sect master recovered from his injuries, she would definitely tell her senior brother about it. Yun Yifeng also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, leaned on the bed and yawned lazily, wrapped in the quilt and was just about to fall asleep, but heard some strange noises from the head outside.
He frowned, touched the Feiluan sword next to the pillow with his left hand, and listened carefully.
More than a dozen men jumped into the courtyard one by one, all holding gleaming knives in their hands, gestured to each other, and quietly approached the bedroom.
Ling Xing'er has also noticed something strange, she sticks to the crack of the door and looks out, a few throwing knives slide gently into her palm, but before she can take any action, dozens of silver needles "swish" out from the next room , Yun Yifeng jumped out with a sword in one hand, his figure was like light snowflakes under the moonlight. Those people in the rivers and lakes didn't know that he was poisoned, so they didn't dare to attack blindly, they just retreated, taking advantage of this gap, Yun Yifeng grabbed Ling Xing'er and took her to escape into the mountains.
As soon as he escaped, the Jianghu people saw the weakness of his feet, and seeing the medicines everywhere in the kitchen, they probably guessed that he was in poor health and hid here to recuperate, so they all chased after him. The night wind in the mountains was cold, and Yun Yifeng was wearing thin clothes. The move just now had exhausted his strength, and as he ran, his chest felt stabbing pain again.
"Master!" Ling Xing'er supported him, "Are you okay?"
"Run by yourself." Yun Yifeng gasped, "Leave me alone."
"I'll kill them!" Ling Xing'er shook her braids fiercely, drew her sword and went to meet them. Yun Yifeng sighed inwardly, raised his hands to seal the two big holes on his chest, then gritted his teeth and went to help her, thinking that at least he would be able to survive more than a hundred moves, but unexpectedly he was knocked down by the Feiluan sword as soon as he made a move, People also staggered and fell to the ground.
"Let go of the sect master!" Ling Xing'er was restrained by two men and could only struggle and yell.
"The Fengyumen broke the rules first, so you should give us an explanation." The man at the head pulled Yun Yifeng up from the ground, "Could it be that you still want to hide in the mountain village for the rest of your life?"
Yun Yifeng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth: "With Lord Wang thinking about me so much, how dare we expect to hide for a lifetime."
"Now there is no leader to protect you." The man whispered in his ear, "If you fall into my hands, you can wait for death in peace."
Yun Yifeng's chest rose and fell, and his voice was weak: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you, but if you dare to touch Xing'er with a finger, if you spread the word, you may be despised by the whole world, and I will not let you go even if I am a ghost. "
"A little girl, what do I care about with her?" Wang Pan glanced back, disdainful, "The acupoints will be untied after three hours, and no one will hurt her."
Yun Yifeng said: "Guangzhu Wang is really chivalrous...cough." Before he finished speaking, he was punched firmly in the stomach, and it took him a long time to calm down. , "Why, you can't even wait to take me back to the Baihe Gang?"
Recalling the past, Wang Pan gritted his teeth with hatred, pinched his face and wanted to hit him again, but suddenly felt a chill coming from his palm, looked up in astonishment, and saw that at some point, a blurred blood had been pierced there. Hole.
Ling Xing'er said happily: "My lord!"