A glass of sick wine

The ice room is ancient and cold, the candlelight is cool, and the dead body is silent.

The voices of the people from the rivers and lakes who came in behind Leng Suchou lowered their voices.

Leng Suchou looked carefully at every corner of the ice room, and pried out all the suspicious gaps with the dagger he carried with him, but every piece of brick and stone in this stone room was solid, without any mechanism.

Hu Wanchong also went forward to inspect it, and there was indeed no flaw.

The following group of people also knocked on the stone wall, and even knocked suspicious places with large weapons in their hands, but the house was still as stable as a rock.

Leng Suchou suppressed the anxiety in his heart: "Mrs. Yue, is there a mechanism in this secret room?"

Mrs. Yue looked around at a loss: "I... just heard my husband mention it a little bit, specifically... I'm a girl, so I don't know..."

Leng Suchou's eyes were about to burst into flames, this woman was scheming and vicious, Yin Yanzhuo actually hid it from him to meet her in the middle of the night, just thinking about this made him really angry.

Mrs. Yue hid in fear.

Hu Wanchong watched this scene, stepped forward, and clasped his fists at Leng Suchou: "Master Leng, it seems that we can only go back temporarily tonight, why don't I make plans tomorrow and set up a net, and I won't believe that I can't catch him next time." That monster."

Leng Suchou's face was cold, and he didn't answer his words.

The bustling Jianghu people behind him can wait until tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, even ten days and half a month, but he can't afford to wait, what can he wait for.

Yin Yanzhuo left the people who served in front of him, left the warm pavilion medicine soup, and it was freezing cold in winter, he was a patient of Shen Ke, let alone tomorrow, I'm afraid it would only be a few hours later——

He wouldn't survive tonight at all.

Leng Suchou's heart trembled slightly.

A sense of dread that he had never felt before seized his heart.

Even if Yin's mansion decayed and collapsed overnight, even if Yin Yanzhuo's body was in danger of a strange poison, at least he never left his sight.

He Yin Yan said that if he died, he would die in front of him.

Leng Suchou was extremely irritated, so he roared angrily, and swung his palm towards the opposite wall!

In an instant, the gravel fell down, and everyone couldn't avoid it.

Leng Suchou made the palm of the stone-breaking sky-shocking palm so powerful that wherever the wind of the palm touched, even the impregnable walls shook!

At this time, a stone on the wall suddenly shook, and then the whole wall began to shake, and then collapsed!

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Even a man like Hu Wanchong, who has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, took a few steps back in shock.

Behind the wall was a tall room. The moment the wall collapsed, a large pile of skeletons and human bones piled up like a mountain in the room rushed towards us like a huge torrent. Some of those dense white bones had dried up, and some were still tinged with blood. Seeing the carrion, the stench immediately filled the entire secret room.

Several Cangshan disciples standing in front of the wall were caught in the pile of broken bones and rotten flesh when they couldn't dodge in time. They rolled on the ground in horror, struggling and howling, their appearance was horrific.

Several young disciples standing at the entrance of the cave holding torches screamed and fled out of the cave.

After Madam Yue screamed, she fell on the maidservant and was silent again.

"Amitabha." In the fearful silence, Chan Master Kudu whispered.

At this moment when everyone was stunned, the dwarf in ragged clothes moved into the room like a cunning rabbit.

Leng Suchou shouted angrily: "Where are you running!"

Accompanied by Mrs. Yue's scream: "Don't go, Shen Lang!"

Leng Suchou was followed by two shadow guards, and then rushed into the house.

Hu Wanchong rushed in after him.

Zen Master Kudu stretched his body, his gray cassock fluttered past him, and he floated in.

The rest of the crowd were a little afraid of the pile of carrion and human bones, and hesitated in the ice room, and a few boldly pinched their noses, and followed them a few times with light kung fu, while most of the kung fu disciples with weaker kung fu were all behind. parked outside.

When the last few martial arts disciples followed in, they groped through the long, narrow and dark secret passage, and finally saw a faint figure at the end of the dark passage. Several people were overjoyed and stepped forward a few steps, and the end was instantly brightly lit.

After seeing the scene in front of them clearly, several people widened their eyes, bit their tongues subconsciously, and suppressed the exclamation.

In the bright aurora, there is a huge circular crypt, the surrounding walls are covered with crystal ice, and the entrance is full of people, but there is no sound.

Master Kudu and others who came first stopped at the circular door.

The cold and gloomy air rushed towards the face, but it also carried a strange faint oily fragrance.

There are several grooves distributed on the high places on the wall, and a few huge night pearls hang in the middle, illuminating the whole room with a halo of light.

There is a small arc-shaped lake in the middle of the crypt. The surface of the lake is covered with thick ice, and there is a curl of hot air coming out from the bottom. It must be a flowing underground river.

The phantoms in the whole cave are intertwined, the ice is translucent, and it is as beautiful as the Qionglou in the sky.

But what attracted the attention of the people who broke in was not the unrivaled wonders in the crypt.

It was two people on the arc ice lake.

A man with his back to the entrance, black hair with gray in it, messily scattered on his broad shoulders, this man's hair and a black robe half-draped on his body were covered with frost, and sitting opposite him But it was a young man with a naked upper body and icy muscles and bones, shining pink.

People only glanced at it once, but they could no longer look away.

On the glimmering ice lake, the man's beauty is even more dazzling than the ice in this room.

The beauty's face was pale, her lips were as bright as fresh blood, and she was clearly sick and weak, but she was sitting upright on the ice. On the lake, the two palms were touching, and the man's hand on the opposite side carried a huge gravitational force, almost shaking his whole body. Adsorbed on the palm.

His face is upright, his expression is indifferent, exuding a strong taboo atmosphere, but he also has a kind of beauty that seduces the soul.

It only makes people feel instantly that all the women they have seen in the world are all rouge and vulgar fans.

This is the beauty of the world.

Leng Suchou nailed his feet firmly to the ice, looking at that person, the blood from his whole body rushed straight to the top of his head like a huge torrent.

Hu Wanchong carefully looked at the two people in the cave, his Adam's apple tightened unconsciously and uncontrollably, but his face was unpredictable.

When everyone was stunned by such a strange scene, a roar came from behind: "Yue Ziqian, take your life!"

I saw that Setou dwarf had hidden in the crowd at some point, jumped up high in an instant, and the long sword in his hand had already slashed towards the head of the man in black!

What he used was the orthodox Dayixuanmen swordsmanship of Wudang, and with a shout of anger, the bones of the dwarf's body stretched out, and he turned out to be a slender young knight. Normally, when he pounces straight down, with half of his body open, without any defensive posture, this blow is actually with a desperate posture!

The ears of the black-robed man trembled slightly, without even opening his eyes, his body shifted instantly, and he raised his palm sideways, only to see that the boy's sharp sword in mid-air had not yet reached the top of his head, a fine steel long sword It was broken into two sections in an instant, the boy's body trembled, and his whole body fell straight down from the air like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ice wall of the crypt, flying three feet away!

Leng Suchou only saw Yin Yanzhuo trembling slightly under his palm, his eyes still closed tightly, and a blush appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Blood dripped on the ice surface, the lake water flowed, and the ice room slowly rippling with a faint pink color.

The man failed in one blow, got up from the ground and wanted to fight again, Leng Suchou stepped forward and dragged him angrily: "Stop!"

Hu Wanchong came back to his senses at this moment, took a step forward suddenly, then stopped abruptly, rubbed his hands together and said in surprise, "Brother Yue! You are not dead! How did you deceive me and everyone—"

The black-robed man in the circle closed his eyes, his palms were still concentrated on Yin Yanzhuo's palms, but he did not respond to Hu Wanchong's words.

A skinny and slender man stood behind the crowd, grinning cooingly, his laughter was harsh and harsh like a night owl: "Hehe, Tianyin magic art."

The voice was not loud, but the faces of everyone standing in the ice room changed drastically.

Leng Suchou glanced at the silent Master Kudu.

Master Kudu nodded: "Amitabha, what Taoist Master Yunzhong said is exactly."

Tianyin Divine Art is the most insidious evil sect of kung fu. It was first spread from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, but it was practiced on Zhai Bang. Back then, Zhai Bang entered the customs from the Qishan Mountain, and once set off a huge wave in the Central Plains martial arts. Countless The children of the famous decent school were killed by him, and the order of the world was almost destroyed overnight. Since Zhai Bang was killed by 120 martial arts decent sects led by Xiao Xuan, headed by Fengyu Pavilion, this martial arts has been buried in the flames with him. That was already 20 years ago, I didn't expect this evil art to still exist in the world.

The gloomy Taoist's eyes flickered like eagles, and he opened his mouth again: "You need the blood of young men as an introduction to the eighteenth level after practicing Tianyin Divine Art. It seems that in recent years, young disciples under the Fuhua sect have disappeared frequently. What the master did."

Hu Wanchong said in a hurry: "Brother Yue has never been like this on weekdays—"

Master Kudu said in a deep voice: "Looking at this scene, Sect Master Yue has lost his way, and now we have to kill him when he has not yet completed his practice and is in a state of madness."

Taoist Master Yunzhong raised his voice and said: "Master Kudu, please uphold justice. We have nearly ten strong men waiting here, and there are also a group of Jianghu brothers outside. All martial arts comrades will work together and work together. I don't believe we can get rid of this demon. Eliminate harm for the martial arts!"

Everyone drew out their weapons one after another, formed a circle, and trapped the small ice lake in the center. This was a great opportunity to make a name for themselves in the Jianghu. Finally, the eyes of the few young people who followed behind showed excitement, holding The sword is eager to try, but no one dares to do it rashly.

Master Kudu glanced at the man on the ice, but did not speak for a while.

Everyone secretly adjusted their true energy and stared at the people on the lake. The entire ice surface was full of people, but it was completely silent.

Yue Ziqian still looked focused, as if none of this existed.

It's just that after everyone talked for a while, the icicles on his body formed a thick layer again.

Daoist Yunzhong turned his eyes, and secretly stared at those young people who were planning to make a comeback.

In the silence, a cold voice suddenly came: "Stop."

Dozens of gazes instantly fixed on Leng Suchou.

Leng Suchou turned the hilt of his sword and held the long sword in front of his chest, his voice was as cold as ice: "Everyone, the person in his hand is Yin Yanzhuo from my house."

The whole world knows that the Dingzong Villa is a wealthy one, and the Dingzong Villa, on the Golden Terrace, is the most expensive place in the rivers and lakes, and the whole world knows that all the strange weapons and treasures in the entire Golden Terrace are worth as much as It's just a good word.

Daoist Yunzhong said displeasedly: "Master Leng, if you dare to ask me, how will you treat me?"

Leng Suchou didn't change his expression: "When I rescue Yin Yanzhuo, you can do whatever you want."

Daoist Yunzhong sneered: "If you don't kill Yue Ziqian now, then once you master this demon kung fu, I'm afraid it will no longer be difficult to control. How can you cause a catastrophe because of your own selfishness! This person must It has to be removed!"

Leng Suchou is fearless and fearless: "When I rescue Yin Yanzhuo, someone in me, Leng, will definitely kill Yue Ziqian, and I will give you an explanation!"

Yun Zhongdao said: "What are the masters of Leng?"

Leng Suchou didn't pay any attention to him, turned around indifferently, and faced the whole circle of Jianghu people: "Everyone wants to fight, let me go first."

The two shadow guards behind him silently drew their blades and stood behind him.

While everyone was looking at each other, a young man stood up and slowly took a step forward with a sword in his hand: "Chu Chang, the tenth generation disciple of Xiashu Mountain School, learned the Ding Zong sword technique of Master Leng—"

As soon as the words were finished, the young man waved his backhand, and suddenly raised his sword, pointing directly at Leng Suchou's chest.

A gust of cold wind blew up, and the shadow of the sword had come out. Leng Suchou took a light step, his figure remained unchanged. Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and heard the reckless young man screaming in pain, clutching his arms and stepping back up three steps.

Holding the long sword in three hands, Yingsan stood in front of Leng Suchou, his face frozen like a stone.

The Thirteen Shadow Guards under Leng Suqiu's sect, their sword energy has been restrained by seven points, which is considered polite.

The scene froze immediately.

Daoist Yunzhong looked at the handsome man on the ice, with a secret smile on his lips: "Such a dying cripple, but Master Leng is like a treasure, there must be something extraordinary that no one else has tasted before." ..."

Leng Suchou's forehead had violent veins, but his feet didn't move.

Master Kudu suddenly called out: "Master Leng."

Leng Suchou turned his head, followed Master Kudu's gaze, and glanced at Yin Yanzhuo on the lake.

He frowned slightly.

There was no expression on Yin Yanzhuo's face, his whole body seemed to be frozen.

However, Leng Suchou had already noticed that he was moving his fingers vigorously, and finally stretched out his hand tremblingly. A perilla towel on his pale wrist slowly fell on the surface of the icy lake, showing a faint blush.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the ice.

Then, again.

Slowly, but with uncommon firmness, seven strokes.

Everyone didn't know what to understand, but they were attracted by him for a while.

Leng Suchou frowned at him.

Yin Yan touched the slender and pale hand bones, moved upwards, tapped a horizontal line, and pressed down on the ground.

Dazhui point.Tianzong point, Xinshu point.

Then pan again.

Leng Suchou still raised his eyebrows slightly, watching his gestures without moving.

His hands were trembling all the time, trembling weakly, but his body was absorbed by Yue Ziqian's powerful Qi. He was clearly sick and weak, but he was sitting upright at this moment.

Finally, the hand that was as transparent as white jade made a closing gesture gently.

Leng Suchou took a step back.

Then jump up.

Zhang Feng is like lightning and magic, pointing directly at Yue Ziqian's body, the order of each move Yin Yanzhuo pointed out is very complicated, but Leng Suchou has kept it in mind, he is like a dragon in body shape, and the wind is like The hard iron instantly poked several large holes on Yue Ziqian's body. From the eyes of bewildered bystanders, everything was just a blink of an eye.

Yue Ziqian's whole body was shaken violently, a streak of blood welled up from the corner of his mouth, and then he opened his eyes suddenly!

The moment Yue Ziqian's palm shook, Yin Yanzhuo's body was violently swung away, as if all his strength had been drained from his body, he fell down on the ice lake in a state of decay.

Master Kudu shouted loudly: "Everyone, surround the formation!"

At this critical moment, Leng Suchou was the first to pounce on the ice lake.

He picked up Yin Yanzhuo, moved his palms horizontally, and threw him out steadily!

Ying San raised his arm quickly, and caught the feather-light man, but his expression changed the moment he raised his head: "Vendor Master, be careful!"

Yue Ziqian woke up from the chaos, mad with anger, and the giant black shadow was crushed by the wind and rain like a roc spreading its wings.

In order to rescue the hostages in his hands first, Leng Suchou had already exposed most of his back in front of Yue Ziqian. At this moment, he was slightly startled. He swiped his left palm obliquely, and his right wrist shook. The long sword shook out in the air and pierced against the palm wind. The moment they intersected, the bodies of the two shook, and each stepped back a few steps.

Leng Suchou grasped the sword with his right hand, clenched his fist with his left palm, and secretly adjusted his breath, suppressing the surging blood in his chest.

In this secret room of eternal ice, the palm wind and sword energy of the two of them blew everyone's clothes fluttering.

Yue Ziqian couldn't hit him with a single blow, then let out a wild roar, and jumped on him again!

Leng Suqiu's gaze was on the ground with one foot, and instantly he swayed upwards. Several sword flowers appeared on the tip of the long sword, and a trace of blood splashed out of the green sword light flying all over the sky.

Yue Ziqian's black body twitched violently, and fell down on the ice, cracking the lake with an ice pattern.

The wound in his throat, blood seeped out faster.

The crowd rushed forward and surrounded him.

There was an uproar in the ice room.

No one saw Mrs. Yue coming in, she rushed to the corner in shock, and hugged the injured boy who was disguised as a corpse guard.