I want to know who killed me

Xiao Zhanqiu was the first to react.

He took a step forward and grabbed Wen Luoying by the collar: "Say it again!"

Wen Luoying snapped his fingers: "You are deaf, I said he was pregnant and kidnapped, why don't you rush to save him, why are you grabbing my clothes?"

Although Xiao Fuyun didn't want to mention Xiao Zhanqiu, he couldn't help but said: "How can you find it so casually?"

"I can." Xiao Zhanqiu gave Xiao Fuyun a contemptuous look, let go of Wen Luoying, and blew a whistle.

The vibration of the attacking cicada bell immediately came from a distant position.

No one could hear it except Xiao Zhanqiu. Everyone in the Demon Cult was staring at Xiao Zhanqiu nervously, but they saw the slightly closed eyes of the leader Xiao suddenly opened, and looked in the direction of Ling Dingfeng with a confused expression.

Isn't Shao Ting taken away? Why is he moving to the position of the main altar?

At this time, You Wuying was sitting in the main altar of the Devil's Cult, taking Elder Hu's medicine to restore his vitality.Although he is a bit stupid, he fits the setting of having developed limbs and a simple mind anyway, and he is the second only to Xiao Zhanqiu in martial arts teaching today.

This time in retreat, Elder Hua and You Wuying contributed the most.

Because Que Mogong is a kind of poisonous martial arts, not only the internal strength will be greatly increased when going mad, but also the body will be poisoned, so both of them must be restrained.

Because Elder Hua was getting old, he went back to his room to rest after leaving the customs.

You Wuying was younger and stronger, so he stayed in the lobby until the leader's return.

After eating a bowl of plum-sized pills, You Wuying frowned, picked up the disciple's freshly brewed hot tea and rinsed his mouth.

There was a loud "bang", and he rushed into the teacup in fright, almost scalding his mouth, and quickly stuck out his tongue to fan the heat.

"No, it's not good..." A disciple scrambled and ran in, "Madam came in!"

"...What?" You Wuying felt that she didn't hear clearly.

"It's true! Ma'am really came here... It's just a little strange, Madam's eyes are green." The disciple said firmly.

You Wuying didn't care about what he was talking nonsense, and hurriedly led his disciples to the gate of the main altar.

From a distance, one of the ten-foot-high gates fell down, and the other was hanging precariously on the door frame. The disciples guarding the gate fell down, and their life and death were unknown.

And the person standing in the middle of the courtyard, holding the unsheathed Broken Shadow Sword in his hand, looked at the person with green eyes without any emotion.

You Wuying only took one look and was sure that this person was not Shao Ting.

Shao Ting has always been by the leader's side, and ordinary disciples in the teaching rarely have the opportunity to contact him, and it is normal to admit mistakes.Not to mention this person's green eyes, although his appearance is somewhat similar to Shao Ting's, the killing aura around him is not at all like that guy Shao Ting can emit.

"Who are you? How did you break into the main altar of our God Cult!" You Wuying asked.

Shao Ting didn't answer him.

His eyes flicked over the people present one by one, and he muttered to himself: "You Wuying, Zhusheng, and some don't know..."

Unable to find the target, Shao Ting tilted his head in distress, and asked, "Where is Xiao Zhanqiu?"

You Wuying warned: "Why are you looking for the leader?"

Shao Ting said: "Kill him."

Demon Cult members: "..."

Never seen it so straightforward.

You Wuying sneered, and said: "If you want to kill the leader, you have to have this ability. I will meet you first!" After finishing speaking, regardless of his state of being fully recovered, he drew out the dragon eagle sword and flew towards Shao Ting attacked.

Shao Ting raised his head slightly, looked at You Wuying who was approaching him expressionlessly, and slowly raised his sword, and actually knocked the Dragon Eagle Sword flying from You Wuying's hand with one blow, and when You Wuying was about to fall to the ground, With one kick, he kicked people far away.

You Wuying was kicked in the chest, and felt a rush of energy and blood.

He bit his lower lip tightly, swallowed back the bruised blood, and stabbed Shao Ting with his sharp eyes.

Shao Ting didn't notice anything, looked at the bamboo fungus, and asked blankly, "Where's Xiao Zhanqiu?"

Even You Wuying was beaten to the ground. The people present raised their swords at each other, but no one dared to step forward.

Shao Ting waited for a long time but didn't get an answer, so he said, "I'll look for it myself."

If outsiders wanted to break into the main altar, even if they couldn't beat them, they had to stop them. The congregants who didn't dare to go forward rushed towards Shao Ting, but they were all sent flying back in the blink of an eye.

When Xiao Zhanqiu brought his child back to the main altar, what he saw was a place of unconsciousness.

Zuo Wenyuan sniffed the breath of several disciples nearby, and said: "Master, they are all still alive."

"Well," Xiao Zhanqiu frowned, "and none of them bled, they were all internal injuries. This person's background is not small."

"Uncle You!" Xiao Ping'er sharply saw You Wuying lying in the corner, struggling to jump out of the arms of the disciples who were holding her.

"Ping'er, don't make trouble." Xiao Zhanqiu stretched out his hand to stop her.

Xiao Ping'er puffed up her face and really calmed down.

Xiao Zhanqiu walked up to You Wuying himself, knelt down and patted his face, saying: "Wake up."

You Wuying woke up leisurely, saw Xiao Zhanqiu before he could speak, and looked behind him with wide eyes in horror: "Master, be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, a light green figure jumped down from the beam of the house, raised his sword and pierced Xiao Zhanqiu's back.

But Xiao Zhanqiu is not so easy to sneak attack, he seems to have eyes behind his back, the moment the Poying Sword is about to touch him, he rolls over to avoid it.

Shao Ting missed a hit, and stood there in a daze, not moving.

Just gave Xiao Zhanqiu time to see his appearance clearly.

With just one glance, Xiao Zhanqiu's nerves tensed up—these eyes, these are the eyes!The one who stabbed him with a sword in the previous life and made him fall off the cliff was the owner of these eyes!He can recognize even when he turns into ashes!

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

No matter what, Xiao Zhanqiu never expected that the enemy he had been thinking about day and night would take the initiative to send him to the door. The blood of revenge boiled instantly, and before the opponent could make a move, he raised his palm and attacked.

Shao Ting's real martial arts are not weak, and he also escaped Xiao Zhanqiu's attack.

In a blink of an eye, the two began to fight.

However, Shao Ting's internal strength was not as deep as Xiao Zhanqiu's, and he had one in his stomach, so his breathing became unstable after a while.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Zhanqiu whistled, trying to determine Shao Ting's location.

But he didn't want the person who was fighting with him to stop suddenly, and looked at his left ankle with some doubts.

Xiao Zhanqiu was startled, his eyes stained with disbelief.

"Stop it! That's Shao Ting! Be careful, kid!" Xiao Zhanqiu suddenly woke up from his anger and astonishment after three words in a row, and quickly withdrew the internal force in his palm. The wind of his palm brushed Shao Ting's shoulder and stopped.

Wen Luoying's martial arts are relatively poor, and she finally followed her to the main arena, already out of breath.

But he didn't want to see this couple fight in public, and it was obvious that Xiao Zhanqiu had the upper hand. Wen Luoying yelled this sentence out of desperation, attracting everyone's attention.

But Shao Ting was not among them, he was determined to "kill" Xiao Zhanqiu, seeing the opponent stop, not only did not enter the sheath, but attacked again.Xiao Zhanqiu had no choice but to fight back, but no longer took the initiative to attack.

"You say this is Madam?" Zuo Wenyuan said incredulously, "Our Madam doesn't look like this, and she doesn't know martial arts."

Wen Luoying said angrily: "He is a member of my clan, can I recognize his aura?"

Seeing that Shao Ting and Xiao Zhanqiu were still fighting happily, Wen Luoying stomped her feet anxiously: "Shao Ting! Are you crazy! Stop fighting!"

"...Shao Ting?" Hearing this name, Shao Ting's eyes moved slightly, but quickly fell silent, "No, it's not Shao Ting, my name...Wen Shixiu."

These three words hit everyone's heads like thunder.

No one in the world knows that Wen Shixiu is the precious son of the eldest princess Ji Yunfei, the son of Duke An, and the emperor's nephew!

Even Wen Luoying was a little dumbfounded now, and murmured: "So you are my uncle's son..."

Unexpectedly, after Shao Ting finished speaking, he attacked Xiao Zhanqiu again.

The two fought again.

But now Xiao Zhanqiu was worried about Wen Luoying's words "Shao Ting" and "pregnant", so he didn't dare to kill him.

Wen Luoying stared at the two anxiously, as if Shao Ting was pregnant with his own flesh and blood, making Xiao Fuyun on the side very uncomfortable, but timidly said nothing.

Xiao Zhanqiu, the Demon Sect, and Wen Luoying, none of them he could afford to offend.

Finally, Wen Luoying discovered something was wrong during the observation: "Master Xiao, you knock Shao Ting unconscious first, I think he seems to be controlled by someone!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone woke up like a dream.

Sure enough, from the beginning just now, he felt that Shao Ting's state was very strange, so it was because of this.

When Xiao Zhanqiu heard the words, he said angrily: "Didn't you say that he is pregnant!"

Wen Luoying hurriedly said: "It's okay to hit him once. If you don't knock him out, if you continue to fight like this, something will happen to the child and the father!"

Having said that, when Xiao Zhanqiu wanted to aim at the back of his neck, he couldn't get close to Shao Ting's body.It was probably because Shao Ting used a sword, and his martial arts were only slightly inferior to Xiao Zhanqiu's. It was somewhat difficult for Xiao Zhanqiu to approach him unscathed.

A thought swirled in his mind, although he didn't know if it was worth it or not, but before his brain could react, Xiao Zhanqiu stretched out his hand, and directly grabbed the sword that Shao Ting stabbed with his bare hands.

"Master!" Zuo Wenyuan shouted anxiously.

Xiao Zhanqiu clenched the blade tightly without changing his face, and the bright red blood flowed along the blade to Shao Ting in an instant.

Shao Ting's hand holding the sword froze.

Xiao Zhanqiu let go of the sword, spread his five fingers, and pointed his bloody palm towards Shao Ting.

The sword in Shao Ting's hand fell to the ground instantly, rolled his eyes, and fell silently.

Xiao Zhanqiu subconsciously wanted to pick him up, but he took half a step, then stopped abruptly, turned his head and told Zuo Wenyuan, "Send him to the alcove." After speaking, he turned around and left.

After receiving the order, Zuo Wenyuan stared at Shao Ting, who was lying unconscious.

The alcove is the place where the leader retreats, and...he remembered that there were four chains made of black iron in the room, which were originally used to control the leader who was insane.