Blood Jade Legend

Yin Qingrou talked about the encounter with the masked man in Huashan. Although she was not sure if it was the same group of people, from various viewpoints and behavioral styles, it was almost the same.

Wu Yingfeng thought about Yin Qingrou's words, and was very sure that at least he had a certain goal, and it would not be difficult to avenge this. He looked at Yin Qingrou gratefully, and saw Yin Qingrou's light smile, with tenderness like water.

Wu Yingfeng had two blushes on his cheeks, he panicked inexplicably, he was at a loss for what to do, he didn't know how to face her.

Yin Qingrou asked suddenly: "I don't understand one thing. Since you came here to track down the murderer, why did you pretend to be a ghost in the iron shop?"

Yin Qingrou spoke suddenly, looking at him intently, which made Wu Yingfeng a little panicked. He didn't dare to look directly into her eyes. He quickly lowered his head, calmed down his panic, and stabilized his emotions. He said helplessly, "After returning to Lintao, every dark night It haunts me like a sound of urging souls. This is a nightmare that has always been in my heart. Only the sound of iron hammering can heal the wounds in my heart, but I am afraid that knocking in the middle of the night will attract people's attention, so I will It was chosen during the bustling time of the bazaar, but it was still heard by people, so that there would be rumors about the haunting."

Yin Qingrou sighed: "I understand. Although I have never experienced it, I can feel the pain that is missing in your heart. I hope I can share some of it for you."

Wu Yingfeng seemed to meet a bosom friend, and grabbed her hand with forgetfulness, indescribably excited, in addition to being grateful to her, there seemed to be some kind of emotion that he couldn't tell, and he wanted to say something. ...

Yin Qingrou suddenly reached out and tapped his lips, motioning him to be quiet, and said softly, "Someone is coming this way."

Yin Qingrou's inadvertent movements made Wu Yingfeng a little panicked. He hurriedly steadied his mind and listened carefully to his surroundings. Sure enough, there were faint footsteps coming towards this side. He said softly, "There may be dozens of people coming, and they all seem to have martial arts foundation."

The two looked at each other, and at the same time, they leaped up the tree and hid themselves among the dense leaves.

With the sound of small footsteps approaching from far away, dozens of disciples of the Clean Clothes Sect slowly walked over, with a man in the middle, whose eyes were covered with a black cloth, and his wrists were tied with hemp ropes, and he was dragged away all the way.

Those Jingyi disciples had a very bad attitude, they kicked and pulled the escort, hardly treating him as a human being.

Yin Qingrou saw that the detainee was dressed in a beggar's clothes, was in his 50s, had white hair and beard, and carried nine small cloth bags on his back. above all.

Yin Qingrou and Wu Yingfeng looked at each other, showing a puzzled expression at the same time, wondering why these people would commit the following crimes.

Yin Qingrou fell into deep thought, remembering what Dong'er had mentioned about the disagreement between the Clean Clothes School and the Dirty Clothes School.After taking a closer look at the detainee, she thought to herself: "If I'm not wrong, the detainee should be the law enforcement elder that Dong'er mentioned. If that's the case, I can't ignore it."

With a thought in Yin Qingrou's mind, her figure quickly landed on the ground. Wu Yingfeng was startled by her sudden action, and followed her to the ground.

Yin Qingrou clasped her hands and asked, "Excuse me, are you from the beggar gang?" She looked at the detained person and asked, "This is the law enforcement elder of your gang. I don't know what crime he committed. You want to treat him like this?"

The law enforcement elder heard the sound and shouted: "Little brother, go away! They are not at all..." Before he finished speaking, he was kicked hard in the abdomen, and his knees were so painful that he knelt down, and another person punched him. Hit and kick.

Yin Qingrou couldn't stand it anymore, and said angrily: "Stop!" The figure has rushed over quickly, and knocked the man flying with a palm, and the rest of them raised their weapons and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Wu Yingfeng picked up a branch from the ground, turned around and dodged in, striking fast, the branch sword pierced through the air, restraining several people.

Yin Qingrou's figure circled around, while protecting the law enforcement elder, while striking back with her palm, she saw several figures fighting endlessly in the forest.

Considering the safety of the law enforcement elders, Yin Qingrou couldn't fight back with all his strength, so he could only use defense as offense, and asked, "Are you okay?"

The law enforcement elder coughed a few times, spat out a little blood, and said: "I'm fine, little brother, don't worry about me, you have to be careful yourself, these people are not my brothers from the beggar gang, you don't need to keep it."

Although Yin Qingrou didn't understand, he knew that these people were not good people, but he still put saving people first, determined to make a quick decision.

Yin Qingrou activated the nine yin and nine yang at the same time, covering her whole body with strong zhenqi, raised both palms and bowed left and right, thus blocking them from the outside, calling: "Brother Ang, the law enforcement elders will leave it to you."

Wu Yingfeng kept the sword in his hand, and his figure had already swirled around Yin Qingrou, saying: "I know." Then he helped the law enforcement elder on the ground, took it out of the battle circle, and untied his hands and eyes.

Yin Qingrou's figure swayed, his palms raised and his fingers flew, and the airflow circulated in the movement of his raised hands. The soundless, thick and strong aura hit everyone like a storm, injuring several people in an instant, and the rest were slapped by his powerful palm. Sweeping vigorously, the weapon in his hand has fallen off unconsciously.

Yin Qingrou said, "Not yet."

A group of people ran around like dogs in a drowning water. The uninjured ones ran for their lives regardless of whether the injured ones lived or died, while the injured walked away slowly step by step.

The law enforcement elder said: "Don't let them run away, I have something to ask."

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