"Jin Yanzi and Yin Kuang are in danger, we must go and rescue them!" Jason shouted from the other side of the river, and was about to throw himself into the river. Fortunately, Lu Yan and Mo Monk held him back. Silent Monk shouted: "That's nonsense! You are going to die. Don't forget the mission you shoulder!" Jason shouted: "I don't care about the mission, I want to save Jin Yanzi!" Silent Monk pulled him hard and said : "Don't go, I'll go! If you want to save people, you should focus more on practicing kung fu for me. Drunkard, you take them away, and I will catch up later." After saying that, Silent Monk rolled up a scroll The long sleeves flew out directly. But seeing his kicking feet, he actually stepped on the fast river and crossed the long river. Wherever it passes, there is only a flash in the pan.
Jason roared unwillingly, swung the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and hit a tree nearby, breaking the tree as thick as a man could hold it. Lu Yan patted Jason's shoulder for comfort and encouragement, and said, "Let's go." Jason glanced at the other side one last time before following Lu Yan into the dense forest.
The silent monk landed on the shore, rushed to the side of the golden swallow, and said to the white-haired witch: "Amitabha! Practicing neon clothes, the sea of suffering is boundless. When you turn around, don't help the evildoers again!" But the white-haired witch didn't even look at the silent monk. , but quietly pinched Yin Kuang's neck, and looked at Jin Yanzi quietly with his eyes.
Seeing that the white-haired witch still didn't let go of Yin Kuang, Jin Yanzi became more and more anxious and said, "Witch, don't force me! Let Yin Kuang go quickly, otherwise, I guarantee you will die on the hairpin in my hand." The witch's eyes moved stiffly to Yin Kuang, and she didn't know what she thought of. A smug sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she used Yin Kuang as a human shield to block his life, and said: "I don't need to kill him. … But you must throw the hairpin over now.”
"Let him go first!"
The white-haired witch shook her head and said: "You are not qualified to bargain with me now. Either you throw the hairpin over now and I will spare his life. Or, before you kill me with the hairpin, he will definitely give it to me first." Buried with him. Are you trying to scare me with death? Don’t you think it’s childish?”
"..." The cold and emotionless expression of the white-haired witch told Jin Yanzi that she was really not afraid of death. Jin Yanzi's hesitation gradually relaxed. Looking at Yin Kuang, whose face had turned purple, she felt extremely anxious. She knew that the longer the time passed, the more disadvantageous it would be for Yin Kuang, so she said: "Let go, let go quickly! I will I’ll throw the hairpin to you!”
Monk frowned and looked on. To be honest, he didn't want to see the hairpin fall into the hands of the white-haired witch. But if he doesn't give it, Yin Kuang will die. Compared to a dead object, no matter how important it is, it is not more precious than human life, right? The silent monk sighed helplessly.
"Throw it over quickly! Otherwise, you'll have to wait to collect his body!" the white-haired witch sneered.
Jin Yanzi didn't dare to hesitate any more and was about to throw the hairpin over...
When Zhu Tong saw this scene in the darkness, his aura condensed for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he disappeared into his hiding place. She wanted to cut off the broken phoenix hairpin on the way. She didn't care about Yin Kuang's life or death. She wished that Yin Kuang would go see the King of Hell immediately. Her only regret was that she couldn't torture Yin Kuang and let him die in endless humiliation and pain. Although Jin Yanzi and the white-haired witch are not far apart, Zhu Tong is very confident in his speed. She believed that before the broken phoenix hairpin fell into the hands of the white-haired witch, it was already in Zhu Tong's hand.
However, when Zhu Tong didn't notice, after she disappeared, Zhuge Lian made an obvious move to stop her. However, I think even if Zhu Tong found out, he would not pay attention to it.
The flow of time seems to be extremely slow at this moment. The broken phoenix hairpin broke away from Jin Yanzi's hand and flew towards the white-haired witch in a parabola. However, just as it was flying halfway, suddenly a slender white one poked out from the middle and grabbed the broken phoenix hairpin like a falcon attacking a rabbit.
The distance between the two quickly shortened to a few centimeters.
At this moment, an excited smile of success slowly appeared on Zhu Tong's face.
However, just when Zhu Tong's hand was about to touch the hairpin, a bunch of long white hair that was faster than lightning suddenly rolled up the hairpin and pulled it out of Zhu Tong's palm. At this time, Zhu Tong instinctively grabbed it... Unfortunately, she only caught the afterimage of the Broken Phoenix Hairpin. When he caught the afterimage of the Broken Phoenix Hairpin, Zhu Tong thought he had succeeded. But after the five fingers were closed, there was no feeling at all in the palm, and the smile on Zhu Tong's face immediately froze. At this time, she also landed.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he remembered the cold business of the white-haired witch, "You are so brave, you actually want to steal my things." As soon as he finished speaking, a few strands of white hair shot toward Zhu Tong. Zhu Tong's heart tightened, and he immediately tapped his toes and retreated quickly. At the same time, she also pulled out the nameless samurai sword from her waist, and weaved a large network of sword lights in front of her. The white hair of the white-haired witch fell into the silver light net, and was broken at the root and scattered all over the sky.
When Zhu Tong landed again, he was nearly thirty meters away from the white-haired witch. Immediately after a few "swish, swish, swish" sounds, Bai Lu, Luo Yang, Du Kangan and Zhuge Lian appeared beside Zhu Tong, forming an offensive and defensive formation.
"More than people?" the white-haired witch said with a slight smile.
Zhuge Lian secretly said to Zhu Tong: "Sister, she will definitely go to the Jade Frontier Temple after getting the Phoenix-breaking Hairpin. At that time, we can contact Ren Chenyi and others to intercept them on the road. We will attack from the front and back, and the chance of winning will be greater." Bai Lu said: " Is there something unnecessary? No matter how strong the white-haired witch is, with the five of us, we should be able to deal with it, right?" Zhuge Liang said: "Today's white-haired witch is stronger than yesterday. And more than twice as strong. Even if With the combined strength of the five of us, the outcome is between 50 and 50. It’s not worth it.”
"Sister, what do you mean?" Luo Yang asked.
Zhu Tong stared at the white-haired witch with half-squinted eyes, and said: "Just do what Zhuge said. Get out!" After saying that, Zhu Tong took out an object like lightning and threw it on the ground, and there was a "bang" sound. Big clouds of white smoke.
Just as the white smoke surged up, a large tuft of white hair of the white-haired witch pierced into the white smoke. After a stir, the white smoke dissipated. However, Zhu Tong and others also disappeared.
Jin Yanzi didn't care about anything else and said loudly: "Witch, I've given you the hairpin. Now can you let Yin Kuang go?" The white-haired witch retracted her long hair and at the same time released her hand on Yin Kuang's neck. , withdrew the true essence that invaded Yin Kuang's body. However, the white-haired witch did not let Yin Kuang leave. She just heard her say: "Let him go? I only said I didn't want his life. When did I promise you to let him go?"
"You!!" Jin Yanzi suddenly felt his eyes blurred and almost fainted from anger. The silent monk on the side also shouted: "How shameless!" Jin Yanzi immediately pulled out his two swords and shouted: "Witch, I will fight with you!!"
At this time, Yin Kuang, whose throat was released, was finally able to speak, "Jin Yanzi! It's okay, I'll be fine. You and Monk leave quickly. I will catch up with you. In addition, I will also give you I will bring the hairpin back to your head with my own hands." The white-haired witch pinched Yin Kuang's neck again and said, "You will never have this chance!"
"Walk!"
Before Yin Kuang finished speaking, the white-haired witch led Yin Kuang into the forest quickly, "Just taste the taste of despair and pain. Hahaha!!"
"Come back! Witch! Come back! Let him go!" Jin Yanzi roared angrily, then slumped to the ground helplessly.
The only hope for revenge is gone, and the person who gave him an unprecedented sense of security is gone... Tears of despair and pain flowed from Jin Yanzi's eyes.
The silent monk sighed, held Jin Yanzi's shoulder, patted it, and said, "We should believe him!"
After hearing this, Jin Yanzi murmured: "Yes... you should believe him... He is not even afraid of the Jade War God, how can a mere witch hurt him... "
Silent Monk said: "Let's go. We just need to wait for him to come to us. Don't worry."
…
Yin Kuang, who was held hostage by the white-haired witch, felt that he had not flown so easily for a long time. Yin Kuang has no consciousness of being a prisoner now. Maybe he doesn't feel that he is a prisoner at all. When there are silent monks and other outsiders present, Yin Kuang still has to worry about this and that, but now if Yin Kuang wants to, he can pick up the wishful stick and hit the white-haired witch at any time - although after the stick goes down, his energy will only be I'm afraid I'll be sucked dry by the wishful stick, but at least the crisis from the white-haired witch will be all over. Just doing this is still very unsafe. Yin Kuang decided to wait and see what happened, while saving more energy for emergencies.
And this one was carried by the white-haired witch and flew for a whole day. At night, Yin Kuang was taken to a palace in a city by the white-haired witch, and then locked into a prison. In order to prevent Yin Kuang from escaping, his hands and feet were tied up with special metal chains. Yin Kuang tried, but even the Qingzhi Sword couldn't easily split the chain. It really made Yin Kuang sigh that the white-haired witch really worked hard.
Two hours after Yin Kuang was imprisoned, the white-haired witch came to the cell alone.
Looking at the ghost-like white-haired witch, Yin Kuang smiled sarcastically and said, "Any advice?"
The white-haired witch looked at him quietly. With a shake of her hand, a whip was thrown out and she lay on the ground.
The corners of Yin Kuang's eyes twitched and he said secretly: "It can't be SM, right?"
Snapped!
The whip struck in the air, making a crisp sound.
Yin Kuang's face immediately darkened...