Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"You stop!"

Xi Zhicai stopped shouting.

"..."

Guo Jia's eyes were frighteningly bright.

"You are not allowed to go!"

Xi Zhicai's eyes are full of worry, it is obvious that the opponent is coming for Ning Rong, remembering that he is not clear about his illness, maybe Guo Jia is their next target.

Guo Jia rolled his eyes at the closed door, and went out without looking back.

He wants to use his own wisdom to find out the killer who killed Ning Rong, and cut him to pieces!

Pei Yuanshao walked halfway, suddenly remembered something, turned around and said.

"Gentlemen, I also brought back a man in Tsing Yi. Brother Zhou said that he saved the young master."

Tsing Yi people?

save!

Then...he had a face-to-face meeting with the killer!

"What about people?"

Guo Jia yelled at Pei Yuanshao angrily, saying such an important thing now.

"In the firewood room! I'll have someone bring him here!"

Pei Yuanshao also knew that the matter was serious, so he turned his head and went straight to the woodshed.

Zhou Cang appeared in front of everyone with a limp, with a look of shame on his face.

He looked terribly injured, but in fact he was not seriously injured. It was just that his body became weak due to the use of the crazy sword technique, and he was slammed into the wall by the killer, which caused the bones of his body to shift and injured his lungs.

Now the doctor helped him set his bones and bandaged his wound, he limped to Ning Rong's room regardless of the pain in his body.

Zhou Cang blamed himself very much. He could see that Ning Rong was kind to their brothers. Although he trained them hard, but... that was also to give them a way to save their lives.

now……

When the danger really came, he was helpless!It made him miserable.

An iron-clad man shed turbid tears, Zhou Cang just stared at the door so tightly.

Guo Jia and the others looked at Zhou Cang quietly, and didn't blame him. They knew that Zhou Cang had tried his best, and the soldiers who came back said that Zhou Cang would try his best to crawl to Ning Rong's side when he was dying.

This is enough!

Chapter 286 The Mysterious Man in Tsing Yi

"One word soul-destroying sword, Tianhe!"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and everyone was taken aback, turning around to look at Zhou Cang.

what?

Zhou Cang trembled with guilt and said: "Liuguangbu...the man in Tsing Yi...saved the young master."

Guo Jia suddenly understood something, and asked with frowned eyebrows: "Zhou Cang, you mean...the man in Tsing Yi knows the thief who attacked you, and the thief is Tianhe?"

"Ok!"

Zhou Cang nodded silently, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he found that the door had moved!

"Squeak..."

Open the door, close the door!

An elderly figure stepped forward, followed by a beautiful figure.

Bai Laolang, Bai Susu.

"Old Langzhong, Zhiyuan...how is Zhiyuan..." Guo Jia rushed over suddenly, tightly clutching the sleeve of old Langzhong, with hopeful eyes on his face.

"call……"

The old man Bai slowly raised his head and took a deep breath with his solemn face.

a long time……

In the frozen atmosphere, everyone was silent, staring at him closely.

"Ugh!"

The old man Bai shook his head helplessly, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

what?

impossible!

it's out of the question!

How could he die!He can't die!

Guo Jia lost his soul, stumbled and cried, turned his head and rushed into the room quickly.

"Master..."

Zhou Cang's mouth twitched, hurried, and limped into the room.

Pei Yuanshao happened to come with the masked man in green clothes, and from a distance, he saw a group of people rushing into Ning Rong's room frantically. Muran's expression changed, and he let go and ran over.

The man in Tsing Yi covered his face from beginning to end, looking at his rather leisurely appearance, he didn't look like he was arrested, but rather like an invited guest.

"Huh? He's dead?"

The man in Tsing Yi muttered to himself, and then he couldn't help curling his lips when he heard Pei Yuanshao's earth-shattering cry.

"As for it! It's not like I haven't been injured before!"

……

In the room, Ning Rong was lying lifelessly on the bed with a white face.

Mi Zhen was already crying like a tearful person, sitting silently by the bed, just watching them quietly, remembering the few bits and pieces of them.