C488 Evil Dragon

Then he fell to the ground and never got up again.

He died quietly. He would never have thought that his heroic spirit had not been displayed at all. The last thought he had before his death was related to a woman named Xi Shi.

However, he did not expect that he would become an unintentional person.

At this moment, a woman with three parts of Qi Li appeared. A bolt of lightning flashed past the window, and a clap of thunder exploded in everyone's head, ears, and heart.

Then, the torrential rain stopped.

Things happened too quickly, and even Zhang Jingxuan didn't have the time to make a move.

Perhaps it was because of the heavenly might of the lightning, or perhaps it was because he was poisoned. Perhaps it was because he saw his young master's heart being dug out alive, Wu Dong was now sitting on the ground. Fear flowed out of his eyes with disbelief. This man with a strong exterior and tough hands seemed to have a weak heart.

Wu Yue was closer to him. At this moment, his eyes were wide open. He raised his hand and threw dozens of hidden weapons at Soo Qiulai. Those weapons were all strange things. There were needles, hairpins, combs, embroidery needles and mirrors. None of them were the same. They were not like hidden weapons, but rather small things sold by sellers. However, these small things could be seen in normal days. But everyone could feel that they had hit their bodies. It was definitely not something fun. At the same time he fired the hidden weapon, he also jumped up and shouted with hatred, "Hand over your life!" A small thorn appeared in his hand and pierced towards Soo Qiulai's throat.

After Soo Qiulai completed his killing move, even he was shocked. He held Du Xiaoyu's heart and stood there blankly. He didn't respond to Wu Yue's attack at all.

Almost everyone's attention was attracted by Du Xiaoyu and the others. Only Zhang Jingxuan and a few others noticed it. Along with the lightning strike just now, on a high platform in the middle of the hall... A white figure suddenly appeared like a ghost. That white figure first became ethereal, then became clear. It gave people the illusion that Du Xiaoyu's soul had left his body.

Zhang Jingxuan raised his eyebrows, and just as he was about to attack, he heard a loud roar from the kitchen, "San Goudan, the shopkeeper has returned, and he still hasn't packed his things. You are in charge of laying the corpses." It was Chef Su Xiong who came out from the back.

Zhang Jingxuan noticed that when the man in white appeared, Yang Shan, who didn't even show much emotion when Du Xiaoyu's heart was dug out, was no longer in a state of deep sleep.

Almost at the same time as Su Xiong's voice, he suddenly jumped up. His hands moved like lightning a few times, and Wu Yue's strange hidden weapons disappeared without a trace. He clenched his hands, and for some reason, he kneaded a dozen things into a small ball. He waved his hand. He struck back at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue didn't dare to be neglectful. He stretched out his hand to block the attack. In the end, he felt his hand turn greasy, but he realized that there was a greasy and pungent rag in his hand. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a hat, and the Fish Thorn Sword in his hand had been snatched away by Yang Shan.

Although he had snatched Wu Yue's Fish Thorn Sword from him, Yang Shan's two fingers were bleeding. It seemed like he had suffered some minor injuries, and he had an apologetic expression on his face. "Brother, no one expected such an outcome. However, the time has come. We can't play around anymore."

Yang Shan's kung fu was actually not much better than Wu Yue's. It was even hard to say who would win or lose in a fight. However, seeing the young master die on the spot and in such a miserable way, all of a sudden, Wu Yue ignored everything in his eyes. That was why Yang Shan was able to get his hands on the young master so easily.

Besides, he was the closest to the tragedy just now. At that moment... He had also felt a sudden sense of suction. It was as if his life had suddenly been cut off, unable to move, unable to think, unable to listen, unable to speak... But he immediately came back.

But at the same time, Du Xiaoyu's life stopped at that moment forever, and he wouldn't take another step forward.

Now, Yang Shan had stopped him from taking revenge, and he had actually snatched away his Fish Thorn Sword. His brother Wu Dong had been poisoned first, and it seemed like it would be very difficult for him to make a move against someone now. Wu Yue was a smart man. At this moment, the only thing he could do was to calm himself down. Then he would make plans.

However, in this short period of time, a gust of wind suddenly blew past. Wu Yue's first reaction was that his brother had attacked as well, and he was just about to attack at the same time. He stopped. Because he felt that it couldn't be his brother. Because his older brother was injured, there was no way he could be this fast. Of course, even if his brother was unharmed, it was also impossible for him to be so fast. It was so fast that the moment he thought about it, the other party had already stopped.

Zhang Jingxuan, who was wearing a white robe, was already standing beside Soo Qiulai. However, Soo Qiulai, who was acting like a crazy devil just now... It seemed like all of his energy had been used up. He closed his eyes and stood still. The sword in Zhang Jingxuan's hand moved as fast as lightning. The sword was still in its sheath.

Yang Shan's finger was injured, but it wasn't serious. Seeing Zhang Jingxuan move, although he wanted to stop him, he realized that he didn't have time, or it should be said that he didn't have time at all.

This time, Zhang Jingxuan stopped. Just now, he saw that the shoulder of the evil man was badly mutilated. It was as if he had been chopped by a kitchen knife, and the iron chain in the monk's hand... It had already fallen to the ground. In other words, this crazy person had completely lost control. However, he still stood there quietly, with blood flowing from his shoulder. A drop of blood quietly dripped from his hand... One drop.

In the silent hall, the drop of blood seemed to be calculating the time. Every drop of blood seemed to be calculating the time. Every drop of blood was like ice that burst into one's ears, causing one to feel as if a part of one's life force had been sucked out of one's body.

After Zhang Jingxuan finished his move, he was about four feet away from Soo Qiulai. He was careful not to get too close to ___. At this time, he slowly walked towards Soo Qiulai. Yang Shan saw that he still wanted to move and wanted to move to block him. However, Zhang Jingxuan only glanced in his direction. Yang Shan's movement immediately stopped.

Yang Shan could only feel pain in his eyes. He could no longer see anything for a short period of time. Knowing the disparity between the two of them, he no longer made any moves.

Zhang Jingxuan's movement was very slow and very light, as if Soo Qiulai was a sleeping dragon. He wanted to save a girl from the claws of the evil dragon. Just like that, Zhang Jingxuan gently took the heart that was no longer beating from Soo Qiulai's hand. He gently put it back to Du Xiaoyu's chest and looked at it with regret. He sighed.

In fact, Zhang Jingxuan felt sorry for Du Xiaoyu. If he had the appropriate environment and sufficient preparation, perhaps he could try to follow the medical records left by Lei Zhenlei and see if he could save Du Xiaoyu's life.

Unfortunately, that required very stringent conditions, and it was impossible to accomplish it now. He was feeling sorry for this young hero, and he was also blaming himself for not being able to do anything in time.