The third world does not cross the demon

He gripped the black flute tightly and was about to give it a try, but he heard two muffled sounds...

It was the sound of a hidden weapon piercing into the body!

Young Master Lian Yue quickly let go of the monk, grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and asked with concern: "How is it? Are you injured?"

"It's nothing!" Monk Budu's tone didn't change a bit, but his body trembled slightly honestly.

Immediately after, a bright red liquid flowed out from the shoulder, dyeing his pure white cassock red, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow, shocking.

Young Master Lian Yue just wanted to speak, but he felt several more fierce attacks coming from a distance quickly...

"Be careful!" Young Master Lian Yue felt that his wrist was held backwards by the monk, and he used his internal force to push him back a few feet...

With the help of the monk's internal strength, Young Master Lian Yue flipped in the air several times and landed on an ancient tree in the courtyard.

But the white-clothed figure in the distance fell heavily to the ground in front of him...

Scarlet blood flowed down the corner of Monk Budu's resolute mouth...

This monk actually sacrificed his life to save him!

Young Master Lian Yue opened his eyes wide, and his body seemed to be stiff!

His mother when he was a child protected him with her body like this, and so did the Prime Minister just now!

Now, this monk who only met a few times is willing to use his body to block the hidden weapon for him!

"There are assassins! Take them all!" The strong voice came from far to near, and one could tell that he was a master of internal strength.

Judging from those light and uncluttered footsteps, it is not difficult to judge that these should be masters within the imperial city.

Young Master Lian Yue was startled, the prime minister's mansion was bloodbathed, could it be that the emperor knew so soon...

Could it be that all of this is secretly operated by someone behind the scenes?

Could it be? ...

Before Young Master Lian Yue had time to think, he felt a tingling sensation in the back of his neck...

This is... who tapped the acupuncture points...

Young Master Lian Yue only felt dizzy for a while, and his whole body was numb and weak. All he saw was the monk's robe in white being dragged away...

then lost consciousness...

I don't know how long it has passed, Young Master Lian Yue only feels that he is in the ice cave, except for the biting cold, it is still cold.

"Where is this...? It's so cold..." Mr. Lian Yue gradually recovered his consciousness, slowly opened his beautiful eyes, but found himself in the darkness.

After taking a few deep breaths, he finally woke up from the muddle.

It was only then that he realized that his hands and feet were shackled by cold chains, and now he was "big" and was tied up in a dark, cold dungeon.

Young Master Lian Yue squinted his eyes and thought to himself, regardless of who was killed, the most important thing now is how to escape from this ghostly place.