He looked at the two killers in front of him who were approaching each other step by step, and pressed his hands firmly on the buttocks of the Buddha statue.

Before Luo Qingshui and Yan Jinyu could react, the tunnel door slowly closed, leaving only the faint light from the torch in Bai Si's hand in the huge cave.

After closing the tunnel door, Qi Gong didn't let go. The seventy-year-old man didn't know where the strength came from, and he actually pushed the pure copper Buddha statue that was as tall as a person! It was already dilapidated, and now it was in Qi Gong.

Under the push of the public, it actually vibrated.

The ancient Buddha statue collapsed heavily, smashing a big hole through the already uneven floor. The head of the Buddha statue was also completely divided into two halves, so there was no need to worry about whether it was a boy or a girl.

After doing these things, Qi Gong smiled and seemed to take two steps back.

"Old man, you are just a foundation builder, and you are still a master? I think you are impatient!" The cheongsam female killer stared at Qi Gong with eyes like fire.

"Oh, I'm so scared. You say such things to a person whose half body is about to be buried." Faced with the killer's roar, Qi Gongfeng smiled lightly. He leaned on the tribute table, his skinny hands

He stretched toward his exposed chest, as if trying to find some weapon.

The cheongsam woman looked at the ball head next to her, and the eagle claw in her hand reached forward, wanting to kill him before he even took out his weapon.

"There's no rush." ​​A cold command suddenly came from behind.

The other two killers, Caitou and the casino clerk, slowly walked into the door.

Looking at Qi Gong's old face still stained with some incense ash, Caitou smiled coldly.

"There is nothing you can do to measure such a bad old man, but it can be used to force his disciples to come out." As expected of the leader of the four-man team, the vicious Caitou also wanted to use this old man to intimidate Luo Qingshui and the others and make them behave.

Get out of the secret passage.

"Brother, it's just such a thin floor. Why don't we break through it? Why do we need hostages?" Wan Zitou was puzzled.

"Hahaha, stop your wishful thinking and still want to use me as bait!" After hearing Caitou's words, Qi Gong raised his head and laughed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke.

"Let me tell you, the barrier that protects this tunnel can only be opened by practitioners above the Golden Immortal level. Just you four little thieves? It's simply wishful thinking!" Qi Gong spat fiercely on the ground.

"Boundary?" Wan Zitou didn't believe it, and he slammed the sharp claw in his hand on the ground.

With a sound of "touch!", the sharp claw only sank three-thirds of the way, but the sharp claw in his hand was clearly a foot long.

"There really is a barrier." Wan Zitou was shocked and raised his head.

"Tell me, how to open this tunnel?" Caitou narrowed his eyes, looked at the ground where Wanzi's head had just been smashed through, and then turned to look at Qi Gong.

"Open? Huh, are you kidding? I just destroyed this authentic mechanism. Unless this barrier is broken, no one can open it!" Qi Gong shook his head, he knew that if the mechanism still works,

Now, as long as these four people are patient, they can always find it. Only by destroying it can Luo Qingshui and the others be truly safe.

So he was already prepared from the beginning.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" After listening to Qi Gong's words, Caitou rushed forward with a vigorous stride. He was less than ten feet away from the old man.

He didn't see it clearly when he was in the casino, but now Qi Gong's somewhat bald white hair and yellowed teeth were all caught in his eyes gently and clearly.

He smiled naively and seemed harmless to humans and animals, but such an ordinary, stupid old beggar actually blocked the four killers from the Rakshasa Hall outside the door, leaving them helpless.

This matter needs to be

If the hall master found out, the four of them might have to die to apologize.

Faced with this similar but different question, Qi Gong no longer wanted to answer. He tilted his head, and the skin on his neck was as smooth and visible as a parchment roll.

"Apprentice, master knows that he is useless, but being able to be your master, even if it is only for one day and one night, Qi Gong is already very happy." He shouted loudly. These words were not addressed to the killer, but to him.

apprentice.

The tunnel was not far from the ground, and he knew Luo Qingshui could hear it.

"Master, Qing Shui is also very happy." Luo Qing Shui stood in front of the tunnel door and gently touched the door.

There was only a floor tile between them, Luo Qingshui was at Qi Gong's feet, but she couldn't touch him or see him, she could only hear his tragic and desolate voice.

"Qingshui." Yan Jinyu stood beside him. The four of them did not leave, but stood on the stairs leading to the ruined temple. Bai Si stood quietly holding a torch high.

He was not familiar with the old man and had only met him twice, but if Luo Qingshui didn't leave, he would never leave.

"You must hide, and you must not let these bastards catch you! Just wait there obediently for your senior brother to pick you up. Master can't accompany you until the end!" Qi Gong said almost in one breath.

With these words, he knew that Caitou would not give him too many opportunities.

He finally took out his "weapon" from his arms, which was an oily duck leg wrapped in cloth. It was golden in color and particularly attractive.

"I originally wanted to leave it to the girl as a practical gift." He bared his teeth again and stared at the beautiful duck legs with his eyes. He had completely ignored the killer standing in front of him.

He slowly brought the duck leg to his mouth, and rubbed his dry and peeling lips over the oily duck leg. His yellowed teeth took a hard bite of the golden and soft meat. He chewed it twice and chewed it thoroughly.

After swallowing, his eyes revealed infinite reverie and golden light.

"It smells so good!" he said.

"Stab!" was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the wind, and by the way, it also cut through a piece of soft tofu.

Qi Gong's hand holding the duck leg was cut into three pieces by the vegetable head and fell to the ground with a slap.

"Ah! Ah!" Qi Gong, who lost his arm, first let out a shrill cry. He fell to the ground and pressed the big wound tightly. The blood kept surging, and soon the duck was cut off.

Legs stained red.

He bit his lower lip tightly, and his already purple lips were almost black from the bite, but he did not utter another cry.

Caitou looked at his eagle talon, the blood on it was flowing slowly, and he was not in a hurry to kill the old man.

"Come out! Come out!" Caitou is already going crazy. This old man keeps toying with them. If they really wait for reinforcements from the Tianshan Sect to arrive, how should they explain to the hall master when they go back?

"No, it's useless. I need the talents of Jin Jinxian..." Qi Gong curled up on the ground and trembled. There seemed to be a proud smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. His voice was intermittent, thin and weak, but it was...

The words penetrated into Caitou's ears without leaving a single word.

With a ferocious expression on his face, he admired Qi Gong squirming on the ground.

"Old man, since you want to die, then I will help you!" He raised the eagle claw in his hand and stabbed the old beggar hard on the back.

"Ugh!" This time, Qi Gong did not let out any painful wails, as if someone had blocked his mouth.

But underneath him, like a red peony in full bloom, it spread in all directions and soon became a sea of ​​blood.

Caitou showed no mercy at all. He pulled out the eagle's claws from the old beggar's back, and he let out a dull groan again.

It was all like this, but the old beggar was not completely dead yet, and he let out a weak groan.

Caitou ignored the old man again. Compared with letting him die happily, this seemed to be more cruel. He wanted this old beggar to drain every drop of blood in his body in order to calm down the anger in his heart at this moment.

"Brother, what should we do?" The casino clerk looked a little anxious. The three of them had just joined forces to attack the floor of the ruined temple, but they still couldn't shake it at all. In addition to the wooden boards that were thrown away, there was still a faint shadow underneath.

The ground shines with golden light.

"Wait." Caitou said through gritted teeth.

"What if they keep coming out?" Wan Zitou has forgotten Luo Qingshui and they have no way to do anything even if they think of it.

"Send a message to Protector Hong and see if he can come over to help." Caitou frowned slightly.

"Yes!" The cheongsam woman hurriedly ran out, while the other three sat at the door of the ruined temple, staring intently at the tribute table and the not-quite-dead corpse.

The blood seeped down bit by bit, actually penetrated the wooden boards and flowed into the tunnel.

"Qingshui!" Yan Jinyu pulled Luo Qingshui, trying to get her away from the blood-soaked door, but she pushed him away.

"Master, master." Luo Qingshui murmured.

In just half a day, two people had already died in front of her. If she and Lang Mo were not familiar with each other, then what about Qi Gong? The one who stole food for her and only wanted to leave the best food to her, so

What about the master who can even give up his own bed to her?

Yes, Qigong only served as her master for one day, but the feeling of being a master once and a father forever will never be forgotten.

"I want to go out." Luo Qingshui murmured to himself.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Not to mention that there are four killers waiting for us outside. How do you think we should get out?" Ling Yunfeng wanted to remind Luo Qingshui to recognize the reality. He had been in Falling Dragon City for a few days.

, Qi Gong has always been taking care of him, so now he feels uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Ling is right, we are now..." Yan Jinyu wanted to say that they couldn't get out at all, so they should stay here obediently and wait for someone to rescue them.

But when he saw Luo Qingshui's wet eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"I don't want, Master, I don't want Master Seven to die!" Two lines of clear tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, blending with the blood dripping on the steps.

"I don't want, I don't want master to die, I don't want, I don't want." She shook her head, not wanting to listen to the comforting voices of Yan Jinyu and others.

"Senior Brother Bai, think about what to do!" Yan Jinyu didn't know how to comfort Luo Qingshui, so she could only look at Bai Si on the side for help.

The corner of Bai Si's mouth twitched twice because he didn't know how to comfort Luo Qingshui!

"Junior sister is in a bad mood right now, so we don't need to disturb her. Let her be quiet for a while!" Bai Si hesitated.

"I don't want it, I don't want the master to die, I don't want it."

"I don't want..." Luo Qingshui continued to murmur, repeating the same sentence from beginning to end.

"Junior sister?" Bai Si seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Luo Qingshui, and tentatively stepped forward.

"Sister Qingshui?" Yan Jinyu felt something was wrong and leaned forward.

"No, no." Luo Qingshui seemed to be talking in his sleep.

Bai Si finally saw Luo Qingshui's face clearly. At this moment, she was staring at the blood on the steps. Her eyes were empty and deep, which was completely different from the usual dull Luo Qingshui. Her tears had long since dried up, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Chapter completed!