After returning to the inn and settling Baili Dengfeng, Liangyuan had already sent a signal for help.

Baili Dengfeng, who was seriously injured at noon, finally woke up, and saw Liang Yuan Liang in the room before he settled down.

In Baili Dengfeng's dictation, the hunchbacked man, that is, the enemy Jiu, not only fought with him, but the other party also held a woman hostage.

"Are you sure you saw a big hunchback man kidnapping a woman and running away?" Wu Qizhe was puzzled, it stands to reason that Ru Yan is dead, unless Baili Dengfeng sees that it is not Ru Yan herself.

"The woman he held hostage is the person I've been looking for." Bailiden Feng forced himself to get up: "I must..."

"Brother Dengfeng, you are seriously injured now, and it is only right that you can recuperate with peace of mind." Wu Qizhe stopped Baili Dengfeng from getting up.

"Brother Dengfeng, you better heal your injuries first." Liang and caring.

Yan Lingjiao sat silently on the side, because she was rescued by Wu Qizhe twice before, so now she just treats Baili Dengfeng as an ordinary person, she will not care too much, and she will not be too indifferent, and the wounds on the other party's body are what she and Liang deal with together.

Baili Dengfeng lay on the bed, coughing constantly, obviously not lightly injured.

"Every time this spirit disciple kills, he leaves a living mouth." Liangyuan began to analyze again: "Last time it was you, this time it's another girl!" ”

"Did you think of anything?" Yan Lingjiao wanted to figure out the whole thing the beginning and the end, and was the first to ask.

"So, the spirit disciple hasn't gone to find his next target yet." Ryogaki pondered.

"He's got his next target?" Yan Lingjiao looked surprised.

"It's really fake." Liang looked at Liang again with questioning eyes.

Liangyuan glanced at Liangyou and Yan Lingjiao, and was very surprised by the two of them: "Seventeen years ago, Jiazizhi, Jin Tongfu and another person were all guests of Jingwang's Mansion. ”

"Jingmen Sansha?" Yan Lingjiao thought about it for a while, then remembered, nodded and said, "I heard my father say this, how do you know?" ”

"You ask my brother how he knows." Liang snorted lightly and complained: "He, he doesn't know anything he should know, just such a gossip and, he doesn't know anything." ”

"You know the." Ryogaki glared at Ryogaki again.

"In addition to Daddy and Jin Tongfu, the third person should be Ding Hong, the owner of Longyin Village." Yan Lingjiao frowned slightly.

"Ding Hong?" Liang looked at his brother suspiciously.

"That's right, Ryuginso!" Liang Yuan said with great certainty: "Ding Hong is the next target of the spirit disciples. ”

"Spirits?" Baili Dengfeng raised his head slightly, and looked at Liangyuan with a blank expression: "What spirit disciple, what are you talking about?" ”

"Ahem." Liangyuan coughed twice and began to walk in the room: "In this world, some people live to run errands for the dead. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Liang nodded again and agreed: "These people are spirit disciples. ”

"There are some deceased people who die blindly because of regret or hatred in front of them, and they will turn these grievances into a force to pin on the living, so that the living can resent them instead of them."

"Yes, yes, these deceased are spirit masters." Liang couldn't help but add.

"You say it or I say it." Ryogaki glanced at his sister dissatisfied.

"You say." Saying this, but Liang couldn't help but speak: "And those living people who are chosen by them are spirit disciples. ”

"To live is to run errands for the dead." Listening to what this brother and sister said, Yan Lingjiao suddenly had a creepy feeling.

"This resentful power is called a spiritual wish, and the spiritual wish is in the inner body of the spiritual wish, and the spiritual wish can make the spiritual disciple extremely powerful." Liangyuan said with a serious expression.

"My brother said, generally those so-called masters of five people and six people on the rivers and lakes can't beat the spirit disciples." After speaking, he ran to Wu Qizhe's side and flattered: "Of course, except for Brother Qizhe, he is a first-class master in our Imperial Spirit Regiment." ”

"Hearing you say that, I can't wait to meet that so-called spirit disciple." Wu Qizhe touched Liangyou's head.

"Brother Qizhe, you must not underestimate the enemy, that bow-backed man is not an ordinary spirit disciple, but a spirit disciple who has carried a spiritual wish for seventeen years." Ryogaki said this, suddenly sniffing his nose.

"Surprised, what's wrong?" Liang couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"There's someone on the roof." Liangyuan and Baili Dengfeng said at the same time.

In the next second, Wu Qizhe had already jumped out of the window and jumped on the roof.

Yan Lingjiao was worried that Wu Qizhe also rushed out, and then Liangyuan Liangyou left Baili Dengfeng in the room.

Baili Fengfa wanted to go out to see what was going on, but he was powerless, the injury he suffered last night was too serious, and it was difficult to move his body.

Wu Qizhe, who jumped on the roof, saw a towering figure standing on the beam in the distance, this person was extremely strong, like a rock, and the surface of the skin was like a tattoo depicted with striped black gas, the dark red left after the blood had dried up, and the most strange thing was his eyes, his eyes were completely black that made people palpitate.

Soon, Yan Lingjiao and the three jumped onto the roof after him.

Looking at the arched man, Yan Lingjiao exclaimed, "It's him, it's him." ”

Liangyuan frowned, just the bloody qi on this arched back man was far beyond that of ordinary spirit disciples, especially the black qi shrouded in his body, which made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

"Wow, is this the spirit disciple who has carried a grudge for seventeen years?" Liang You's small mouth opened slightly.

"Don't interfere, I'll deal with him." As soon as Wu Qizhe's words fell, the enemy Jiu on the opposite side had already raised his big axe and slashed at him, the speed was several points faster than the popular swordsman who was known for his speed, and he had already rushed in front of Wu Qizhe in an instant.

Wu Qizhe didn't speak, nor did he make any movements, and it seemed to the three people around him that he was stupid without dodging.

Is that really the case?

The axe slashed down with the sound of a wind-shattering sound that tore through the air.

Just when everyone thought that Wu Qizhe was about to be slashed, Wu Qizhe's right hand had been handed out at some point, and his five fingers tightly clasped the axe blade.

The foreheads of the three people around looked sweaty, and it turned out to be a false alarm.

The scene in front of him was really shocking, the spirit disciple who was known for his strength and speed was actually held in mid-air by Wu Qizhe holding the axe blade.

Wu Qizhe shook it violently, and the enemy Jiu crossed a straight line as if his body was out of control, and he was directly smashed on the ground from the air, and cracks were clearly visible on the ground.

As if he couldn't feel the pain at all, Qiu Renjiu shook his body, looked at a few people on the roof with a strange black and bright gaze, and didn't see any expression, and directly turned around and fled as fast as he could.

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