The Lord of Ghost

At the same time, [Danta].

Lord Xiao Tower looked at Cheng Dan in front of him, and his eyebrows were locked.

"Missing Sanwei medicinal materials! What exactly is it?"

Since Danfang is not complete, he will judge where there are fewer attributes with many attributes based on years of experience, and he does not believe that he cannot refine the [Dan].

It is true that the level of Xiaota's alchemy is unparalleled. From the beginning of a group of medicines, the furnace has appeared to the furnace, to the half -black medicine today, with a little golden luster, which is close to success.

Now, there is a lack of last three flavors of elixir. The moment the time for the advent of the elixir is only a matter of time.

It was just these three flavors of elixir, but he thought about it but nothing.

At this moment, a secret language came from the alchemy outdoors, and it appeared above the wall. This is a means that only major things can be used.

Sure enough, at the moment after reading the secret, Xiao Tower broke out.

His grandson, Xiao Xiaobao, was hijacked.

Wait for him to get out of the secret room.

The rabbit ear woman once again handed a brand new stationery to Father Xiao.

"Who gave it to you?" Xiao Tower frowned, and his grandson's robbery made him uneasy.

"The master of the tower is a teenager, very young, but he is 髫 (seven years old). According to the boy, he was a big brother who asked him to give him a alchemist with a rabbit ear. Jade.

Looking at the stationery on the wooden table, it seemed to be drumming, and something was pretended.

Is it him again? Lord Xiao Tower is almost sure.

"Okay, let's go down."

The Lord Xiao Tower opened the envelope a little bit, and it was a bright red handwriting. Somehow, his heartstrings were instantly tightened.

"Three days later, he was alone, otherwise Xiao Xiaobao would die."

The letter paper is a bright red word, with a faint trace of flowing. At the moment of the eyes, the paper has no fire and self -immolation, and a bright red message is introduced into the mind, showing exactly the agreed location.

Slowly dismantled the note, and a bone sounded, and a flesh -and -blood finger rolled out.

Suddenly, the old man's heart twitched.

He is extremely clear, this is Xiao Xiaobao's broken finger.

"Xiao Bao ..." The old man trembled.

At the end, the Lord Xiao Tower reacted and was about to do something, but suddenly found that the broken finger was specially treated.

A drop of blood, you can find the owner of the source, a finger, can naturally pursue traces through the fog.

However, there is no spiritual, only the most basic state of blood and blood, there is no use.

Obviously the other party is prepared.

Father Xiao was considering whether to inform "Xiao Hei", but Xiaobao's life was in the hands of the other party.

He hesitated.

…………………………

Soon, the agreed time is approaching, the wind is warm, and it is difficult to blow people.

In order to stabilize, Lord Xiao Tower decided to send someone to hide the void in advance.

The night is slightly cool, the fireflies are a bit, the weak moonlight falls on the blue shirt and wood forest, and the freshness of the soil is mixed with the rustic mountain wind, exuding a unique atmosphere.

The mottled light and shadow of the moonlight, the road moving forward was muddy because of a small rain.

In the green shirt forest, the fireflies surrounded, and I could see a slightly faint ball of orange light at the end of the road, over the darkness of the silence, and Mr. Xiao came to his destination.

A shabby wooden house, decorative flowers and plants have long been defeated, and the corner grew red mushrooms because it rained.

"Xiaobao, are you there?"

Father Xiao shouted towards the wooden house.

He couldn't judge whether there were people within the wooden house. His perception suddenly became blurred when he came into contact with the wooden house, as if he had shrouded a circle of fog, and he didn't dare to rashly spy, for fear that the other party made an excitement.

However, what he answered him was weird.

"The old man is here, what about Xiaobao?"

Father Xiao guessed that the other party should observe in the dark, but even if he searched repeatedly with the perception of his quasi -saint, he could not find the extra breath.

Cangch ~

At this moment, the cold wind blew, and the small door of the wooden house opened lightly, making the sound of friction for a long time.

Father Xiao stood in place, Meiyu was tightly, and he didn't go up for the first time.

The wooden house opened the door, like a gesture of making a gesture.

"Please enter the king?"

Since the other party dares to kidnap Xiao Xiaobao, it is bound to be prepared, and things are not so simple.

After a stiffness for a while, Mr. Xiao took a deep breath. At the end, he decided to step into the wooden house.

Inside the house, silent as ink, unexpectedly without any movement.

Outside the house, Yin Raven hovered and inhabited at the end of the treetops.

Time, as if it had passed for a long time, in the cold silence of Zi Ye, it was extremely comfortable.

There was volatility in the void, and the dark guard who ambushed in advance found that it was wrong, but no instructions from Father Xiao did not dare to act lightly.

Finally, there was a lively sound in the dead air, which was crisp on the wooden board.

Monthrus, Monthly White Robe, appeared in the field of vision.

He waved his hand and motioned to hide the guards in the dark.

As a result, the corner of the void, under the shadow, and even the shadow of the treetops, showing their true bodies.

A total of three people are the mainstays of the Xiao family. He couldn't believe others.

"Adult, what is the situation?" There was a dark guard kneeling on one knee.

Father Xiao was silent for a long time and was silent, and the darkness of his eyes was as dark as the dense forest.

"Sorry, for Xiaobao ..."

Father Xiao closed his eyes and murmured himself, saying this unknown.

At the moment of opening his eyes, the crows were startled and scattered. Old Master Xiao suddenly attacked, piercing the heart of the dark guard with one palm, and the flames devoured the body.

"Sir, what are you doing...???" The remaining two reacted and subconsciously dodged.

"Sorry, sorry... I did it all for Xiaobao."

The two dark guards looked at each other. After entering the wooden house, Old Master Xiao had an unexpected change.

In a trance, Old Master Xiao attacked again, but his body was obviously much slower.

But!

What Old Master Xiao didn't expect was that the dark guard didn't dodge at all.

Instead, he faced the might of Old Master Xiao and was willing to be hit.

Boom!

A palm fell, and the air shook like a circle of ripples on the water, and a deep pit was blown out of the soil.

Old Master Xiao was stunned. With his understanding of these dark guards he trained personally, he could completely dodge. He never expected that the other party would not dodge.

"Why, why not dodge?"

These secret guards followed him when they were young, and they had been together for hundreds of years. Some of them were strong enough to match him as an alchemist.

Hundreds of years, even a stone can be warmed up.

He didn't understand, didn't understand why the other party didn't dodge.

However, the only answer he got was the silence of death.

The fallen secret guard committed suicide.

"Sir, is it because of the young master?" The only remaining secret guard spoke with obscure eyes.

Old Master Xiao turned his back and remained silent.

"I know."

"Your life was saved by you, and I... am willing to die!"

"Wait!" Old Master Xiao looked back and wanted to say something, but it was too late.

With a plop, the body fell from the air.

Death by suicide, life is cut off, and the holy medicine cannot bring the dead back to life.

Old Master Xiao watched all this, and in just a few breaths, all three died.

He couldn't figure it out, and it was hard to accept.

Grief and regret intertwined in his heart. In the silent night, his throat felt heavy as if it was filled with lead.

"I'm sorry to you and the Xiao family..." He choked.

…………

Yes, there was no one in the wooden house.

There was only a high-level shielding array, a photo stone, and Xiao Xiaobao's broken arm.

The photo stone played the cruel scene of Xiao Xiaobao being tortured to death over and over again.

Mo Li, the devil, cut Xiao Xiaobao back and forth with a sharp blade, then fed him a magic pill to recover from the injury, and tortured him again.

"Hey, old man Xiao, I know you are not honest, your grandson's broken arm is a gift for you."

"If you still want your grandson to live, kill the three tails outside the wooden house yourself! Remember, kill them!"

"Otherwise, the next gift will not be as simple as a broken arm." Mo Li slid the knife to Xiao Xiaobao's roots: "It may be a waste root, or it may be... a corpse."

"If you think I have something to ask of you and dare not kill Xiao Xiaobao, then you can try." Mo Li raised a devilish smile.

At this point, the picture ended, and then the painful roar of Xiao Xiaobao being abused was repeated.

Old man Xiao watched it over and over again, and his grandson's grief screams were like a poisonous snake, drilling into his heart and biting him hard.

He didn't know what to do, and his mood was complicated.

In the dark night, a crimson fire ignited.

Old Master Xiao buried the secret guards he had trained himself in the raging red sea. The crimson flames burned everything around them. The phantom of the Vermillion Bird condensed and howled in the flames. The shrill cry was like the tears in the corners of Old Master Xiao's eyes.

Is it worth sacrificing three people for one person?

He didn't know, and didn't want to know.

Although the answer was obvious, he had no way back

The morning light fell, and the fire that had burned all night was still continuing.