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

Baili Dengfeng, who was seriously injured at noon, finally woke up, and he felt relieved when he saw Liang Yuanliang in the room.

According to Baili Dengfeng's dictation, the hunched man, that is, the enemy Jiu not only fought with him, but also kidnapped a woman.

"Are you sure you saw a hunched-backed man kidnapping a woman and running away?" Wu Qizhe asked suspiciously. It stands to reason that Ru Yan was already dead, unless what Baili Dengfeng saw was not Ru Yan herself.

"The woman he kidnapped is the one I've been looking for." Bai Li Dengfeng tried to get up, "I must"

"Brother Dengfeng, you are seriously injured now, and it is right to rest in peace." Wu Qizhe stopped Baili Dengfeng from getting up.

"Brother Dengfeng, you should recuperate first." Liang You said with concern.

Yan Lingjiao sat on the side in silence, because she was rescued by Wu Qizhe twice before, so now she just treats Baili Dengfeng as an ordinary person, and will not be too concerned or indifferent. It was she and Liang You who dealt with it together.

Bai Li Dengfeng was lying on the bed, coughing continuously, obviously seriously injured.

"Every time this spiritual disciple kills someone, he will leave someone alive." Liang Yuan began to analyze again: "It was you last time, but this time it was another girl!"

"Have you thought of anything?" Yan Lingjiao was the first to ask, wanting to figure out the whole story.

"So, this spiritual disciple hasn't found another target yet." Liang Yuan pondered.

"He has another goal?" Yan Lingjiao looked surprised.

"Really?" Liang looked at Liangyuan suspiciously.

Liang Yuan took a look at Liang You and Yan Lingjiao, and was very pleased with the surprised expressions of the two of them: "Seventeen years ago, Jia Zizhi, Jin Tongfu and another person were all followers of Prince Jing's Mansion. The three of them called brothers and were inseparable. At that time, they were famous and famous, and they were called the three evil spirits of Jingmen."

"Jingmen Sansha?" Yan Lingjiao thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "I heard daddy talk about it, how did you know?"

"Ask my brother how he knows." Liang snorted lightly, and complained, "He doesn't know any of the things he should know, just gossip like this, everything he doesn't know .”

"You know what." Liang Yuan glared at Liang again.

"Besides 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.

"Yes, Longyinzhuang!" Liang Yuan said with certainty: "Ding Hong is the next target of the spirit disciples."

"Spiritual disciples?" Baili Dengfeng raised his head slightly, looked at Liang Yuan blankly: "What spiritual disciples, what are you talking about?"

"Cough cough." Liangyuan coughed twice, and began to walk around the room: "In this world, some people live to serve the dead."

"exactly.

Liang nodded and agreed, "These people are spiritual disciples." "

"There are some dead who died because of the regrets or hatred in front of them. They will turn these grievances into a force and entrust them to the living, and let the living people settle their grievances for them."

"Yes, yes, these dead are the spirit masters." Liang You couldn't help but added.

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

"Tell me." That's what he said, but Liang couldn't help but said: "And those living people chosen by them are spiritual disciples."

"To live is to work for the dead." Hearing what the siblings said, Yan Lingjiao suddenly had a creepy feeling.

"This power transformed from resentment is called a spiritual wish. There is a spiritual wish in the body of a spiritual disciple, and a spiritual wish can make a spiritual disciple extremely powerful." Liang Yuan said with a serious expression.

"My brother said, those so-called masters with five people and six people in the Jianghu can't beat the spirit disciples." After finishing speaking, he ran to Wu Qizhe's side and flattered him, saying, "Of course, except for Brother Qizhe, he is a very good person in our Soul Control Squad." Waiting for a master."

"Hearing what you said, I can't wait to meet that so-called spiritual disciple." Wu Qizhe patted Liang You's head.

"Brother Qizhe, you must not underestimate the enemy. That big man with a bowed back is not an ordinary spiritual disciple, but a spiritual disciple who has carried the spiritual vows for seventeen years." Liang Yuan said here, sniffing his nose suddenly.

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

"There are people 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 onto the roof.

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

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

Wu Qizhe jumped onto the roof, and saw a majestic figure standing on the beam in the distance. This person was extremely strong, like a rock, and the surface of his skin was carved with stripes of black air like a tattoo, already bloodstained. The dark red left after drying, the most weird thing is his eyes, a pair of his eyes are completely palpitating black.

Soon, Yan Lingjiao and the others jumped onto the roof.

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

Liang Yuan frowned, the bloody smell on this hunched man alone was far superior to that of ordinary spiritual disciples, especially the black air covering his body, which made people feel chills from the bottom of his heart.

"Wow, is this the spiritual disciple who has carried grievances for seventeen years?" Liang You opened his mouth slightly.

"Don't meddle, I'll deal with him." As soon as Wu Qizhe finished speaking, Enemy Jiu on the opposite side had already raised his ax and slashed at him. His speed was several points faster than that popular swordsman who was known for his speed. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Wu Qizhe.

Wu Qizhe didn't speak, nor did he make any movements. From the perspective of the three people around him, he seemed to be either dodging or evading, as if he had been frightened stupid.

Is that really the case?

When the big ax came down, there was a sound of breaking wind that tore through the air.

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

The foreheads of the three people around were sweating, it turned out to be a false alarm.

The scene in front of him was really shocking. Wu Qizhe grabbed the ax blade and held the spirit disciple, who was good at strength and speed, in mid-air.

Wu Qizhe swung it violently, Enemy Nine seemed to be out of control, he drew a straight line, and was directly smashed to the ground by him from the air, and the cracks were clearly visible on the ground.

Enemy Jiu shook his body as if he couldn't feel the pain at all, and looked at the few people on the roof strangely with his dark eyes, but he didn't see any expressions, and turned around and ran away at the fastest speed.