Momentarily speechless

章节字数：2049更新时间：11-09-0609:38

"Ah, why is there blood on the ground?" Wen Lian pointed to the blood on the ground and said in shock, her voice trembling.

"The blood is still there for an hour, and the knife marks are still very fresh. It seems that there was a fierce fight here not long ago." Yan Jiangliu knelt down, reached out and touched the blood and knife marks on the ground, frowning, originally There was also a hint of rigor on his gentle face. "And this knife mark seems to be..."

In the middle of speaking, Yan Jiangliu stopped talking, with a look of contemplation and doubt on his face, but Yuan Nongxiao who was standing by was staring at the dozens of deep and powerful scimitar marks on the ground very uneasy, feeling a little A familiar feeling, and a familiar scene faintly flashed in his mind, and he said with some uncertainty: "I seem to have seen this knife mark before?"

Yuan Nongxiao looked anxiously at the blood on the ground, and kept saying in his heart: Xiao Fengfeng is also in this temple, could it be that this blood is... no, it must be my wild imagination, it's impossible!Xiao Fengfeng has always been blessed with great fortune, how could this blood be Xiao Fengfeng's?Okay, don't think about it anymore, just calm down, Xiao Fengfeng must still be in the temple, just walk into the temple and take a look later, you will know, right?

"Mr. Yuan, have you really seen this knife mark?" Looking at the knife mark, one can tell that the owner of the knife is vicious and bloodthirsty. Looking at the several ten centimeter deep knife marks on the stone pillar, it can be seen that the person's inner strength is very strong. Profound, if you want to cultivate to this level, it will take at least 30 years to do it. There are few martial arts masters in the martial arts world!Yan Jiangliu looked at the stone pillar beside him, if Yuan Nongxiao really met such a person, he would not die or be hurt, he just sighed leisurely.

"Yes, this knife mark is..." Yuan Nongxiao supported his right brain with his right hand, as if he had thought of something, when he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a familiar voice that made Yuan Nongxiao hate him Words that haven't come out yet.

"It's a white ghost! The owner of this knife mark."

In the evening, the thin sunset light looks a little discouraged, not eye-catching, and has a somewhat hazy beauty, which is particularly beautiful and moving.

Helianmu was leaning on the back of the stone pillar, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, and the peach blossom iron fan in his right hand lightly tapped his left arm from time to time. The peach blossoms on the iron fan were already gorgeous enough, but under the reflection of the setting sun, the peach blossoms on the iron fan looked like The flowers are more enchanting, and the warm spring blooms first.

However, the owner of the Peach Blossom Fan shrouded in the afterglow of the orange sunset, with that handsome face that is unique and loving, and his cold, arrogant, rebellious temperament is even more arrogant, and people have to admire this person.

When Wen Lian's eyes shifted to Helianmu's voice following Helianmu's voice, her eyes stopped and stopped on this man who could subdue others with just one breath, but she only dared to glance at him and , but dare not look any further, because she is afraid, she is afraid, what she is afraid of is her low self-esteem, and she is not worthy to stand in this person's sight; what she is afraid of is that if she continues to look, the eyes on her face It's like I can't keep it.

At this time, Yan Jiangliu saw Helianmu like this, he could only feel relieved and amazed. He was relieved that the martial arts of the only disciple of his brother had already stepped into the realm of silence, and even he almost didn't notice it. It turned out that Helianmu was actually there; and what he was amazed at was Helianmu's domineering and conceited demeanor.

Then, there was another person who didn't think so, there was no inferiority complex, unconscious obedience and admiration in his eyes, but only hatred and disgust. What he hated was that this person came here before him. He was complacent before, but it wasn't that he was tricked by this treacherous guy; what he hated was the appearance of the weak on this guy who only deserves to be dominated by the strong, cut!Just a self-righteous jerk.

However, they didn't notice the gloom and depression hidden in Helianmu's depths.

"Helianmu, why are you here!" Yuan Nongxiao pointed at Helianmu with a displeased face, and shouted in surprise.

"I don't need you to point me out there." He Lianmu turned around and walked from behind the stone pillar, staring at Yuan Nongxiao with lightning eyes, as if to stare him out of a hole .Now Helianmu no longer wanted to perfunctory anyone, nor wanted to maintain his aristocratic demeanor, his heart was full of irritability, and at this moment, Yuan Nongxiao's rude words had obviously hit the muzzle of a musket—he didn't know what to do!

"You..." Yuan Nong's whole body trembled, he couldn't even speak, his cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't refute.

"White ghost? Could it be that impermanent white ghost—that is death and life and death?" Yan Jiangliu heard the name "White ghost", and a little bit of surprise could be seen on his originally calm face at this time, his eyes turned slightly, I thought to myself: Why does the "white ghost" from Guigu appear here?Why did Yuan Nongxiao and He Lianmu get involved with people from Guigu?A trace of doubt flashed in Yan Jiangliu's heart, but he didn't ask, because they didn't say anything, so he didn't ask, so what if he asked?So what if you don't ask?And they didn't seem to want him to interfere.

Ghost Valley represents hell, horror and mystery in the Jianghu, and no one can or dares to offend; because it is neither a killer group nor a person in the Jianghu, it cannot be driven by money, the task of "ghosts" in Guigu Generally, there is a choice. This task must be interesting, valuable, and challenging, otherwise it will not be accepted. Once the task is accepted, it will be at the disposal of the owner of the task. Whether it is killing people or other things, they will do it until the task is over.

And the most famous ghosts in Ghost Valley, resounding all over the rivers and lakes, are the three ghosts, the ghost of the other side of Huangquan—goes and never returns; the white ghost of impermanence—death without life;

Even Yan Jiangliu, who has been keeping his ears to the outside world, knows how powerful Guigu is, so he, who has always been gentle, has become a little serious at this time.

[The author has something to say: Woohoo, either the power outage or the Internet has not been available for the past two days, so I can only update today!I'm really a rookie, the text I write is boring and boring, and there's a lot of nonsense. I have creativity but no strength. Sad reminder!But I still have the cheek to ask for Zhizhi, votes, and comments!Because everyone is my motivation. With you, I will drive out the article even if I squeeze my head (although the article that is driven out is a bit bad, but I will still revise the article in the future)]