Ling Jing hid close to the corner, with a flash of blue light in his eyes, he had a clear view of the situation in the room.
I saw a woman standing in the house shouting loudly, with a sad expression, but her eyes were full of ridicule. Seven or eight strong men stood around the house against the wall, with solemn faces and ropes in their hands.
Ling Jing thought for a moment and realized that this woman and these people were all on the same side, and her purpose was naturally to lure the disciples of the Hengshan Sect into taking the bait.
The Hengshan Sect is a Buddhist sect, and saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. When they hear this woman calling for help, they will naturally come to check.
Sure enough, not long after, several "dong dong dong" sounds were heard in the courtyard. It seemed that several people had fallen into the courtyard one after another. Only a woman was heard shouting: "Who is committing murder here?"
Ling Jing clearly heard the voice of Yi Qing, a disciple of Hengshan. This female disciple of Hengshan was not young yet, and her skills were not weak. Her swordsmanship already had two or three points of Hengshan's unique skills.
He hid in the dark and did not rush to take action. After all, the masters of the Songshan Sect had not shown up yet. If he appeared too early, he would inevitably alert the enemy.
The door of the house was not closed. As soon as the door was opened, seven women rushed in. The first one was Yi Qing.
These seven people all held long swords in their hands. They came in in a hurry to save people. Suddenly, the woman calling for help raised her right hand, and a piece of green cloth about four feet square began to tremble. Yi Qing and the other seven people immediately trembled, as if
I was dizzy, turned around a few times, and immediately fell down.
Suddenly, another man standing against the wall swarmed up, took out a rope, and tied up the hands and feet of Yi Qing and the other seven people.
Several big men dragged the disciples of the Hengshan Sect to the corner. They did not kill them immediately. Instead, they gently closed the door again, leaving only a small gap exposed. Then they stood on both sides as before, waiting.
Ling Jing felt slightly relieved when he saw that the female disciples of the Hengshan Sect were not in danger for the time being. The real culprits behind the scenes who were secretly controlling the situation had not yet appeared. He did not want to take action in advance, but if these people really wanted to attack Hengshan
If a disciple of the sect commits murder, he has no choice but to save others.
Not long after, there was another noise outside, and a woman screamed: "Who is here?"
Ling Jing recognized that the voice belonged to Yihe, whom he had met once in Hengshan City, and sighed in his heart, thinking: "This man has an impatient temper, and he will turn into a big rice dumpling again."
I heard Yihe call again: "Junior sister Yiqing, are you here?" Then with a bang, the door was kicked open, and Yihe and others entered in a row, two by one.
As soon as he stepped into the door, he opened his sword flowers to protect the left and right sides to prevent enemies from attacking from the dark. However, the seventh man stepped back and used his sword to protect the way back.
Everyone in the room held their breath and waited until the seven people entered the room together. The woman unfolded the green cloth again and fascinated the seven people.
Then another middle-aged nun led six people into the house, and they were charmed again. Ling Jing recognized the person who was following the old nun Dingjing. His martial arts was not weak, but the drug was also very powerful.
Twenty-one female disciples from Hengshan were all unconscious, tied up and placed in the corner of the room.
After a while, an old man made a few gestures, and everyone quietly left through the back door.
Ling Jing saw the opponents in the room leaving one by one and the sound of footsteps gradually died down. Then he jumped in from the window. He saw disciples of the Hengshan Sect lying on the floor in the corner. He frowned slightly and walked up to take the ceremony.
and found it out.
"Hey! Wake up! Wake up!" Ling Jing gently patted both sides of Yi He's face, but when he saw that the other party was motionless and his eyelids did not even twitch, he secretly said that the drug was powerful.
He rolled his eyes and saw a teapot placed on a wooden table in the room. He stood up and walked over to pick up the teapot and touched it. The tea was already cold.
Ling Jing walked back with the teapot and poured the cold tea on Yi He's face. The cold midnight was even more chilly, but the other party didn't even frown.
"Why are you still not awake?" Although Ling Jing had studied medical skills for a period of time with Hei Yizhi, the time was still short and he could not learn much at all. He was also a little helpless about this very powerful drug.
"This drug seems to be very powerful. Let's write down this place first." He guessed that the Songshan Sect first arrested the disciples of the Hengshan Sect but did not kill them directly. It seemed that they wanted to threaten these disciples.
Master Jing.
As for threatening Master Dingjing, that is of course self-evident. Apart from the merger of the Five Sacred Mountains, is there anything else for the Hengshan Sect that is worth such a big fight for the Songshan Sect?
Taking one last look at the disciples of the Hengshan Sect on the ground, Ling Jing jumped out of the window, tapped lightly on the wall opposite, and climbed onto the roof.
After walking hunched over for a moment, I saw the whereabouts of the old man in the house before. I immediately lined up behind that man and followed closely.
As he was walking, he suddenly heard the sound of clothes blowing in the wind from the house in front of him. He crouched down at the ridge of the roof and saw about ten men crouching down at the ridge of a large house, gesturing to each other. They were only a few meters away from his hiding place.
Zhang Lingjing tried his best to suppress his aura as low as possible. After all, these people seemed to have strong martial arts skills. Now that the distance between the two parties was so close, if he was not careful, they would have discovered his whereabouts.
After just stopping for a moment, he saw Master Dingjing leading three disciples hurriedly rushing towards this side. According to the images scanned by the system, one of the three disciples was Yi Lin, and the other one was from before.
The little girl who sent me a letter.
When he saw Master Dingjing rushing here with only three disciples, he thought to himself that Master Dingjing was very skilled in martial arts and could be considered a good one among the masters in the world. If she had not been
After leaving the "Nan'an Inn", people like the Songshan Sect might be afraid of her martial arts, but they would not dare to rush directly into the inn to get people.
But once she leaves there, wouldn't the disciples staying in the inn be in danger?
The blue light in Ling Jing's eyes kept flashing. "Nan'an Inn" was already more than ten feet away from where he was now. It was at least dozens of feet away in the middle. He couldn't figure out what was going on there.
However, more than 20 people from the Hengshan sect have been knocked down by drugs. How many people can remain in the inn?
At this moment, I heard the old man in front whisper: "The old nun will come over later, and the seven of you will entangle her here." The old man's voice was hoarse and his intonation was weird. When the voice came into my ears, there was a very rough sound.
feeling.
Over there, Master Dingjing and her three disciples quickly rushed to the nearby courtyard where Ling Jing left earlier. However, they saw silence in the courtyard, with no lights or sound in the dark place. Dingjing
The master yelled sternly: "The devils from the demon sect will come out to fight to the death if they have the guts. How can they be heroes if they pretend to be gods and ghosts here?"
After pausing for a moment, he heard no one in the courtyard answering, and kicked towards the courtyard door. With a click, the door latch was cut off, and the door bounced inwards. The courtyard was dark, and no one knew anyone. Master Dingjing wielded his sword too much.
He rushed into the courtyard and saw a row of dark houses, but he didn't dare to rush in again and shouted: "Yihe, Yiqing, Sister-in-law Yu, do you hear my voice?"
Her cry spread far away, and after a while, some slight echoes came from the distance. The echoes stopped, and then there was silence again.
Master Dingjing turned back to Yilin and the others and said, "You three should follow me closely and don't leave."
He ran around the row of houses with his sword in hand and saw nothing strange. He climbed up to the house, stared around, and started running again. At that time, there was no breeze, the treetops were all still, and the clear light of the cold moon was spread on the tiles.
Above, this scene is just like what I saw when I came out to walk on the moon at midnight in Hengshan Mountain in the past. However, it is peaceful in Hengshan Mountain, but at this moment, it contains great mystery and murderous intent.
Master Dingjing has martial arts skills in space, but the enemy never showed up, leaving him really helpless.
Ling Jing saw old nun Dingjing running around on the roof at an extremely fast speed, but never entered the room below. He sighed secretly and thought: "You only need to walk into the house to find your
Disciple, how come you are not as decisive as before now?"
However, just as Master Dingjing turned to the roof of the room at the west end, several black shadows suddenly jumped out from a dark wall. The gray cloth in their hands was raised, and Yilin and the other three people immediately collapsed.
On the ground.
It turned out that the Qinggong skills of Yilin and the others were too weak to keep up with Master Dingjing's speed, so they had no choice but to stay in the courtyard. Who would have thought that as soon as Master Dingjing turned onto the roof of another building, an enemy would come out and release her?
Drugged.
Several black shadows dragged Yi Lin and the others gently into the darkness. Master Dingjing was still unaware, but Ling Jing could no longer wait any longer.
He could not care less about the people from the Hengshan faction, but nothing could happen to Yilin.
He touched the Peace Talisman on his waist, just to give such a small thing to himself. Yilin, a little girl, actually ran thousands of miles from Hengshan Mountain to Huashan Mountain just to hand this Peace Talisman to him with her own hands.
Ling Jing stepped back slightly without disturbing anyone. A few feet away, the old man and more than ten men were still lying in ambush on both sides of the roof, waiting for Master Dingjing to approach.
Ling Jing had no time to pay attention to them. After lightly skidding a few feet away, his speed gradually increased, passing through the dark corners one by one, and slowly approached the small courtyard from before.
He expected that those dark figures would drag Yilin and others into the previous room. After arriving outside the wall, they were about to use Qinggong to jump into the courtyard.
Suddenly, a sharp and harsh "buzzing" sound suddenly came from behind. In the image scanned by the system, a few feet away from him, a tiny flying needle almost turned into a stream of light, and was shot towards his vest.
Come.
"Who!" Ling Jing saw that the flying needle was coming too fast. He immediately turned around and slid backwards, holding the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" with its sheath in front of his chest. He only heard a "clang" sound, and the flying needle
The needle struck the scabbard.
He stepped back two steps and hid in the darkness of the corner. He paused for a moment, then stepped forward like a cheetah. In the dark night, he "saw" a tall man covered with a face mask ten feet away.
Figure, right hand raised slightly, still maintaining the shooting posture. (To be continued.)
