Xiu'er's heart was pounding and pounding at this time, she knew that it must have been Duan Yifeng who took away the blood-drinking sword from Zhuo Yifan's hand, so Zhuo Yifan might also be killed by him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, when Duan Yifeng led the disciples to the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect, he didn't hear that he had snatched the Blood Drinking Sword, and Zhuo Yifan had long been out of the East Harrier Flame Sect, so she didn't understand the twists and turns in the relationship for a while.

"Zhuo Yifan also went to the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect?" Xiu'er said in surprise.

"I went, but I was deceived by our door master, and then he killed Qi Huaishan with the blood-drinking sword, and our door master took the opportunity to snatch the blood-drinking sword. ”

"That'...... That Zhuo Yifan is also dead?" Xiu'er said tremblingly, and her heart turned over and over.

"Not dead yet, but also dying, although our master snatched the blood-drinking sword, but he said that he didn't know the secret of the blood-drinking sword, so let him live for a few days. ”

"Where is Zhuo Yifan now?"

"Locked up in a cell. ”

"It seems that the master of the door is preparing a celebration banquet for everyone, you go and clean yourself up first, and you will have to eat and drink in a while. Xiu'er said with a fake smile.

"Yes, you have to suppress the shock for a while, and drink him darkly. After saying that, the disciple walked forward excitedly.

Xiu'er was a little distracted, she didn't know if Zhuo Yifan could turn evil into good fortune this time, last time she finally rescued him from Duan Yifeng with the help of Qi Huaishan's hand, but she didn't expect it to fall into his hands again this time.

After tripping over a stone, everyone will be extremely careful about the stone that tripped over them, and the treacherous and cunning Duan Yifeng will definitely be more vigilant this time, and there is little hope of rescuing Zhuo Yifan.

What's more, Xiu'er began to worry about her life, and she couldn't worry more, because she seemed to smell the breath of death and kept attacking her.

Originally, Duan Yifeng didn't trust her very much, and she had a deep hatred with him. And in order to break up his relationship with his son Duan Zixiong, and at the same time obtain the information of the Eastern Harrier Fire Sect, Xiu'er has the corresponding value, and his life is temporarily saved.

And now, Qi Huaishan is dead, and the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect has also been annexed, and he has lost his use value, and all that remains is when Duan Yifeng will do it to himself. Xiu'er understands this very well.

Looking at the people coming and going, the disciples of the West Harrier Cold Ice Sect were extremely excited, it should have been a dark and quiet night, but at this time it was brightly lit, bustling, and noisy, this kind of lively and boiling scene was supposed to be a thing that could make people join in the fun, but Xiu'er thought that it was the prologue to the end of her life.

Xiu'er stood in the corner, motionless, she was thinking about countermeasures, to see how to escape the catastrophe, she didn't want to suffer humiliation again, she had endured humiliation for a long time, she died without dignity, she felt that it was not worth it, she had to survive.

Xiu'er thought for a while, and suddenly thought that Zhuo Yifan was in the cell at this time. She didn't think much about it, so she pulled her legs and ran to the cell.

Before she arrived at the door of the cell, she found that there were more than 20 people standing outside the cell today, more than twice as many as before, and it could be seen that Duan Yifeng had strengthened his vigilance.

Xiu'er hesitated, slowed down involuntarily, and even began to hesitate. After a while, she cut her hair and walked towards the door of the cell.

"Miss Xiu'er, Zhuo Yifan is in the cell, and the owner of the door explained that ordinary people are not allowed to approach. A disciple said loudly.

"I know, I was ordered by the door master to see how Zhuo Yifan's physical condition was, whether he was worried about his life, you must know that the door master still wants to know the secret of the blood drinking sword from his mouth. Xiu'er replied.

"Does that Xiu'er girl have the token of the door master?"

"You mean I'm lying?" said Xiu'er.

"I didn't mean that, it's just that this matter is very important, and I don't dare to let people in at will. ”

Xiu'er smiled and threatened: "If Zhuo Yifan is really in good health and his life is in danger, let him die, the door master will have no way of knowing the secret of the blood drinking sword, how do you say the door master will punish you?"

Hearing the punishment of himself, more than 20 people couldn't help but swing, they had seen the methods of the door master Duan Yifeng, they were ruthless, and they were extremely vicious, but if they did anything wrong, none of them had a good end, peeling and cramping were commonplace, and it was difficult to relieve the anger in his heart.

They look at me, I look at you, and suddenly lose their claims, and only panic remains.

Seeing that they were shocked by their words, Xiu'er continued to smile: "You all know that I am the personal maid of the young master, and the master of the door is also entrusted with me with important tasks, and my martial arts are impossible to beat so many of you, so even if I want to let Zhuo Yifan go in, it is impossible, what other concerns do you have? You must know, delaying the matter of the master of the door is a capital crime!"

Hearing Xiu'er's threat with a gun and a stick, and thinking about the possible catastrophe, the leader wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and trembled: "What Miss Xiu'er said is that we are too worried. Miss Xiu'er hurry in, don't delay the door master's affairs. ”

Saying that, he asked the cell door to be opened and invited Xiu'er in.

Xiu'er still looks unhurried, calm and relaxed, and there is nothing unusual.

Then Xiu'er walked in gently, and she found that this cell was quiet at this time, without a sound, and in the past it was screams, cries, and begging for mercy, but now it is so quiet, it is really incredible.

The further she walked in, Xiu'er found that the cell was empty, and it seemed that Duan Yifeng had already asked people to transfer the other detainees, but Zhuo Yifan was only imprisoned here. This approach can only show how much Duan Yifeng attaches importance to Zhuo Yifan.

Xiu'er glanced around, but didn't find Zhuo Yifan's figure, she was a little panicked, could it be that he had an accident.

She went from cell to cell, trying to see where he was being held.

"Zhuo Yifan!"

Xiu'er, who didn't see the figure, shouted anxiously.

After a long time, no one answered her shouts.

An ominous premonition kept disturbing her heart, and Xiu'er was very scared, could it be that the two of them would not live apart in this life?

The further you go inside, the heavier the shadow becomes, and the blur becomes.

Suddenly, Xiu'er saw a human figure huddled in a cell.

She looked carefully and saw that it was really human.

"Zhuo Yifan!"

Xiu'er shouted loudly, but there was still silence in response to her.

She hurriedly put the bunch of keys given to her by the disciple in front of the door in front of her eyes and carefully identified them, and then opened the cell door.

It was still quiet and silent, and she saw the man curled up, motionless.

Xiu'er walked forward, her steps were very light, her stride was very small, she didn't dare to rush forward, for fear of accidents.