Save the beautiful and tragic hero

The strong smell of blood scrambled into Mi Lu's nose, and Mi Lu's stomach churned, and he retched immediately.

He turned over and got out of bed, picked up the coat hanging at the end of the bed, and quickly rushed out of the guest room.

Opening the door, a more intense smell of blood rushed towards him, as if the entire inn had been soaked in blood.

However, the entire inn was quiet, not to mention the other tenants, not even the figure of the waiter on duty, and I don't know if those people were too deep in sleep or were scared away by the smell of blood.

In any case, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Mi Lu was going to find Hu Luyan, but found that the door of Hu Luyan's room was wide open, the tables, chairs and cabinets inside were crumbling, and there was no one on the bed.

What about Huluyan?

Why are people missing!

Mi Lu's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out to touch the bed.

It's a pity that the messy bed felt cold to the touch, and it didn't have the temperature that Hu Luyan had slept on.

Mi Lu had no choice but to stand up straight and looked around the entire room.

Even if there is no lighting equipment in the guest room, with his peak Qi refining cultivation, he can still see the environment of the whole room more clearly.

So the next moment, he saw a black shadow standing silently behind the door.

The black shadow was about to merge with the wall behind him. If it wasn't for that person not covering his face, Mi Lu almost thought that person was just a decoration.

The moment the four eyes met, that person made a move.

Almost in the blink of an eye, that person was blown in front of Mi Lu like a silent wind.

So fast!

This was Mi Lu's first reaction.

He seldom fights with others since he was a child. After joining the master's school, he competed with his juniors and sisters who were also in the early stage of qi refining. It was the first time he faced a person whose cultivation level he could not feel at all, and it was only when he really realized how to refine qi. period and the gap above the refining period.

Even before he had time to react, he only felt a sharp pain in his chest——

The man's hand cut into his chest abruptly, and pinched his heart precisely.

As long as that person's strength increases a little more, his heart will undoubtedly be crushed on the spot.

Mi Lu gritted his teeth and summoned the Biyou Sword from the Qiankun bag, made a formula with his fingers, and silently recited the incantation.

The Biyou sword hanging in mid-air glowed with a faint green light, the sword head pointed straight at that person, and pierced that person's back with a chilling sword energy at an extremely fast speed.

The figure flashed and avoided easily.

Mi Lu covered his chest where a bloody hole had been cut out, staggered back to the bed, sat down on the bed, and then vomited a mouthful of blood with a wow.

pain!

It really hurts!

The pain of being cut open was far greater than the pain of being sucked by Hu Luyan's spiritual power. Compared with this time, what he experienced before is nothing but nothing.

It turned out that Hu Luyan was in such pain when his organs were taken away.

Do not--

Huluyan hurts even more.

Because more than one organ was taken away from Hu Luyan.

And half of one of the organs was eaten by him.

Mi Lu's body twitched from the pain, and he almost fainted, but he smelled the smell of blood in the air and felt the stickiness of the blood flowing through his fingers.

He wanted to gag again.

But he didn't dare to take it lightly, he stretched out his hand to hold the Biyou sword stopped in mid-air, and fixed his eyes on the person who kept a certain distance from him.

who's that person?

He had never seen that person before.

Could it be aimed at Hu Luyan?

Then this bloody smell...

Did something happen to Hu Luyan?

That person didn't make another move, but looked at the Biyou Sword in Mi Lu's hand in surprise, as if confirming something.

After a while, that person said, "Biyou Sword?"

After all, he squinted his eyes and looked Mi Lu up and down.

The excessive loss of blood made Mi Lu's face pale, and he quickly took two pills to stop the bleeding.

Then it was not enough, so he kept stuffing pills into his mouth.

At the same time, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on that man's skinny face: "I still think that whoever dares to steal the legendary Mi family's Biyou sword is the young master of the Mi family who is as weak as a woman."

Mi Lu reluctantly swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm just an unknown person, how can the young master know me?" The man's smile became more and more wild, and the slender eyes flashed with crazy colors, as if he had discovered a treasure, "It's my fault that I don't know Mount Tai. , I didn't even recognize the young master who is more beautiful than Jiaohua."

The man's eyes were like sticky crawling snakes, entangled Mi Lu from the ankles upwards, making Mi Lu feel goosebumps all over with disgust.

"Where's Hu Luyan?" Mi Lu asked, "Did you kill him?"

"No, why are we willing to kill him?" The man slowly approached Mi Lu, he seemed to be quite afraid of the Biyou sword in Mi Lu's hand, and intentionally or unintentionally diverted Mi Lu's attention, "Such a good medicinal material, we There is still time for the baby, only the Hulu family are stupid and arrogant, willing to throw the baby into the abyss of cold soil..."

Mi Lu interrupted, "What about the others?"

The man paused and said with a sinister smile: "Of course you went where you should go. If you hadn't woken up early and I recognized you, you would be a dead body next door right now."

Mi Lu clenched the Biyou sword tightly, her body tensed, and she leaned back calmly.

And that person was ignorant, and continued to approach Mi Lu: "Young master, you are lucky to meet me. Compared with becoming a dead body, you have to be my puppet to keep your beauty, isn't it? I promise you , you will be my most satisfying work.”

"Mummy puppet? It turned out to be someone from Yao Zongtang." Mi Lu sneered, "It's a pity that you underestimate the enemy."

As soon as the words fell, a few sharp silver needles burst out of the Qiankun bag.

The man was caught off guard, and was plunged into his chest by the silver needle, and immediately let out a muffled snort, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Those silver needles were magic weapons brought out from Mi's house, and they were imbued with spiritual power. Although they couldn't directly kill that person, they could still be delayed for a while.

Mi Lu didn't dare to delay, picked up the Biyou sword and jumped out of the window.

He was injured, and his chest hadn't stopped completely, and he fell solidly somersault at a height that was usually not difficult for him.

Fortunately, that person did not catch up.

Mi Lu supported the ground with the tip of his sword, stood up with difficulty, and ran towards the woods behind the inn with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

However, after running a few steps, his heart felt severe pain again.

This time it was the pain of being manipulated by Hu Luyan.

Huluyan is still around!

But Hu Luyan's situation is probably not much better than his just now. With his current appearance, how can he save Hu Luyan?It's almost as good as sending people's heads!

Mi Lu gritted his teeth and ran forward.

Every time he ran a step, his heart would ache. After running a few more steps, he fell to the ground on his back in pain.

A fine layer of sweat overflowed Mi Lu's forehead, and his entire face was bloodless under the moonlight. He frowned and curled up into a ball in pain.

After a while, he got up from the ground, felt it tremblingly, and then walked towards the south—it was the opposite direction from the woods, and it was also the direction of the town center.

Every time he walks a distance, the pain in his heart will decrease by one point.

When he came to a deep alley, the pain of being manipulated by Hu Luyan finally dissipated.

Mi Lu took a deep breath, and walked in with big strides holding the Biyou sword.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the alley, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Mi Lu woke up with a strange sense of touch, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of skinny hands peeling off his clothes.

Fuck!

Mi Lu was startled and struggled subconsciously, only to find that his hands and feet were tightly bound with ropes, and the Biyou sword in his hand had long since disappeared.

Even the universe bag is gone!

"Are you awake?" The skinny hand caressed his face, and the rough fingertips moved across his face.

Mi Lu shuddered with nausea, and raised his eyes to take a closer look.

old face.

The person in front of him was the one who cut his chest open at the inn.

Under sufficient light, that person's facial features were fully reflected in Mi Lu's sight, including the joy that was accumulating in that person's eyes.

Mi Lu turned his head to avoid the man's hand, and asked, "Where am I? Where is Hu Luyan?"

The man withdrew his hand and sneered: "You have too many questions."

After all, that person continued to pick off Mi Lu's clothes.

But Mi Lu's clothes had already been soaked with blood, and the coagulated blood made it extremely difficult for that person to pick it up.

The man got impatient, glared at Mi Lu, and turned over old accounts: "A few silver needles, do you think you can trap me? Those silver needles are deadly weapons in the hands of others. But in the hands of you, a bastard with only a face, you can't even hurt a single hair of mine."

As he said that, the man laughed again, "But it's a surprise. When you die, your silver needle, your Biyou sword, and your Qiankun bag will all be in my pocket."

Mi Lu looked at him coldly: "If I die in your hands, the entire Mi family will not let you go."

"Unfortunately, who would know that you died in my hands?" The man's face was so wrinkled that he could almost kill a fly, he grinned and said, "Now the Mi family is still digging three feet to find their young master , as far as I know, the Mi family has quite a few enemies, so why would they suspect me for no reason?"

As the voice fell, Mi Lu's coat was torn apart with a stabbing sound.

Just when that person was about to make the next move, there was a knock on the door and another person's voice behind Mi Lu.

"Seven kills, senior brother is here!"

That person, Qi Sha, paused for a moment, with a look of disappointment on his expression, but he quickly recovered his emotions, threw the torn clothes aside, got up and left quickly.

After the sound of the door opening and closing sounded successively, and after confirming that Qisha had left, Mi Lu began to look around the surrounding environment.

This should be a hut, with no windows, only a door behind it.

And there was nothing else in the hut except the chair he was sitting on - except for a person lying on the ground bloody.

It is Dendrobium Law Yan.

Hu Luyan was wearing the clothes that Mi Luxin bought for him. It was gray and white, but it was dyed into large swaths of dark red. Under the lighting of the magic weapon, it turned red to black.

The scattered black hair covered Hu Luyan's face, only the sharpened chin and blood clotted neck could be seen.

Hu Luyan was lying on the ground, motionless, as if he had lost his voice, but his outstretched hand was facing Mi Lu's direction.