The rules of survival of the magic stick

Only Tang Yi was not surprised at all. He looked up at Tang Su, holding the unconscious Ying Rumeng in his arms, squinting his eyes and smiling.

"You kept me waiting, brother."

"Let her go."

in unison.

Under the moonlight, Tang Su and Tang Yi, one on the eaves and the other on the ground, met their gazes, and the atmosphere was almost frozen.

One frivolous, one forbearing.

Bright and clean, hazy, and mixed with a touch of red from the fire not far away.

Tang Yi squinted his eyes and looked at his younger brother. He was slender like a heavenly man. It was really a beautiful face that made people reluctant to put on such a contemptuous expression. This is his younger brother, and he has grown up now. so big.

Even if these crystal-clear amber eyes looked at him with obvious disgust, they were as beautiful as a fairy.

Tang Yi smiled, and he looked up to his younger brother and said, "Come down quickly."

Tang Su looked at him coldly, still repeating the same sentence: "Give me Ying Rumeng."

Tang Yi shrugged, still casually looking at the flames in the distance as if he was not afraid of anything, and said softly, "Run'an Palace is about to burn."

Lin An's pupils shrank, and even Tang Su was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why Tang Yi was still concerned about the situation of Run'an Palace at this time. However, at this moment of bewilderment, Tang Su's brain suddenly seemed to be disconnected. Suddenly the screen went black, his consciousness began to blur, and his body began to fall forward as if he was out of control. The feeling of weightlessness made him even more dizzy. At the last moment of losing consciousness, the only thing he could see was the smile on Tang Yi's face.

Tang Su wanted to swear a bad word, but he found that he had no strength to speak, so he could only swear secretly from his heart.

Cao.Carelessly hit the trick.

At the moment Tang Su fell, Tang Yi wanted to throw away Ying Rumeng to pick Tang Su up without hesitation, but before he could make a move, a figure flashed past and picked up Tang Su on the way.

The figure stopped, the black cassock fluttered in the wind, and a golden Zen stick made a tinkling sound. The man had deep eyebrows, his thin lips were slightly pursed under the high bridge of the nose, and there was no tolerance in his dark eyes. An air of doubt.

Yifu, the master of the country, looks like a celestial being. He hugged the fainted Tang Su, turned his head to look at the chief guard and Lin An who were also lying on the ground, and then looked at Tang Yi who had not had time to let go. He sneered With a sound.

"It looks like the poor monk arrived just in time."

He looked at Ying Rumeng who was unconscious again, looked at Tang Yi again, and walked towards him with Tang Su in his arms. His eyes gradually turned into a light purple as the footsteps gradually approached, intersecting with the spreading flames in the sky. Mixed together, it looks like bright blood is injected into the violet crystal.

It was fierce and cold, so overwhelming that Tang Yi could not help but take a step back.

"Hand over Ying Rumeng and the incense burner containing Ying Rumeng's soul."

He spoke word by word, clearly and with a terrifying aura, sweeping towards him in a trance like an overwhelming mountain, the wind blew past, scraping his cheeks like sharp blades, the purple in his eyes was like It keeps deepening like a vortex, with a strange depth, noble like a king who dominates the world, and has almost nothing to do with benevolence.

Compared with the Buddha, this man may be closer to the devil at this time.

The stone road under Tang Yi's feet was cracked strangely, and his legs were trembling almost uncontrollably. Watching Gongyifu walking towards him step by step, he looked like a god of death demanding his life.

But he couldn't back down, Tang Yi could only pretend to be relaxed and smiled and gave the answer.

"The censer containing Ying Rumeng's soul has already been used. I believe the national teacher will probably know who it is used on."

Gongyifu's pupils shrank, the coercion disappeared in an instant, and his pupils also turned black. He looked at Tang Yi and said softly, "Is it you who gave Ying Rumeng the soul-snatching technique?"

Tang Yi shook his head lightly, the arc was so small that it was almost invisible, the cold sweat on his forehead was dense, and his whole face became a little pale because of the pressure. He smiled, the most standard and gentle in his daily life A polite smile, but for no reason gave birth to a point of helplessness and sadness.

He glanced at Tang Su, clenched his fist lightly with his left hand, and at the same time made an inconspicuous sign of six with his right hand.

Gongyifu obviously noticed Tang Yi's gesture, he was stunned for a moment, and in the next second Tang Yi had already pulled out the sword of the head guard and rushed towards Gongyifu, raised his head and was about to strike him head-on. But Gong Yifu easily dodged it sideways, and then hit him down with a Zen stick.

"boom!"

Tang Yi was knocked unconscious by Gongyifu and fell to the ground with a plop.

Gongyifu recalled his gesture just now, then Zheng was stunned for a second, looked down at Tang Yi, and immediately moved away without hesitation in the next second.

The scenery behind him retreated rapidly, and he was getting farther and farther away from Run'an Hall. He looked down at Tang Su who had fallen into a coma, and smiled helplessly.

The heart of the person in her arms was still beating steadily, but Ying Rumeng's life might not be saved.

After all, Tang Yi said that the soul has already been used, and the soul-snatching technique cannot be stopped. Once the object is found, the soul-snatched person can only be a dead word without a doubt.

But what does Tang Yi's reminder to himself mean?The fist of his left hand and the fist of his right hand just now should indicate that the people from Baixiang Pavilion are coming soon, and the number is sixteen. Naturally, the ones sent this time will also be elites. In the end, Tang Yi rushed over on his own. He clearly knew that with his own strength, he would definitely not be able to defeat Gongyifu.

This is obviously a disguised form for Gongyifu to knock Tang Yi unconscious, so that Gongyifu can take Tang Su away.

Is he helping Tang Su secretly?

Did Tang Yi not want Tang Su to die?If so, why did he secretly plan to kill Tang Su?Moreover, he joined forces with Baixiang Pavilion to make Tang Su die. If he didn't want Tang Su to die, why did he join forces with Baixiang Pavilion.

Doubts almost overwhelmed him. Gong Yifu felt that something was wrong from the first time he saw Tang Yi, because every time this Lord Hou looked at Tang Su, it didn't look like he was looking at someone who wanted to kill someone. Compared with this It's more like the joy and nostalgia after watching his younger brother grow into an adult, but this layer of joy and nostalgia has been buried under his polite skin, making it difficult to tell when this person's emotions are true, When is it fake again.

But it is undeniable that if Tang Yi is really determined to kill his younger brother indifferently, he will definitely not secretly remind Gong Yifu to help him escape at this great opportunity. Tang Yi is definitely not doing it purely for the title and jealousy , there must be something else hidden in it.

And this secret is the truth that Tang Su knows why he must be killed.

The palace is like a maze. It can be known that the killers of Baixiang Pavilion have not caught up yet. It is estimated that they will wake up Tang Yi and know the situation before continuing to catch up. After all, those killers are not without brains.

It's a pity that their effective ally seems to be a traitor, a traitor who hides deeply.

He didn't sense anyone around him now, so he had to hide Tang Su well before that.

The entire palace is a natural labyrinth, and there are guards patrolling everywhere. It is absolutely impossible for those killers to chase him at will, so the safest place is to hide Tang Su in the Buddhist hall of the palace.

Own territory, peace of mind.