Behind Shui Jiujiu and the old man, the shrew and Dagui had already lost their heads. Yan Ke stood beside them expressionlessly, with a little blood dripping from his hands. He originally just wanted to take Shui Jiujiu's life, but he didn't expect it.
You will see this scene.
Su Yin's heart was still beating fast. This man was really cruel and ruthless.
Yan Ke's footsteps moved and he was about to step forward to stop Shui Jiujiu when a familiar figure descended from the sky and blocked his way.
Su Yin's body trembled violently, it was Wuming! She remembered that they were hit by stones together, so how could he appear here.
Yan Ke gave him a cold look and wanted to go around him. Unexpectedly, the nameless figure kept flashing as fast as him, blocking his way.
"Wu Ming, I'm going to decide that woman's life. You'd better not stop me or make me anxious. I can't guarantee that your head will still be safe."
Wuming stood side by side with him with a deep gaze, "You have killed enough people. I will help you prevent Su Yin from finding the entrance to the Jueqing Palace. You also want to let me know everything I want to know."
Yan Ke looked at the man wearing a silver mask next to him and smiled evilly, "Okay, let me tell you seriously, I am not Huiyuan. The Huiyuan you say is a monk, but I am not!"
Taking advantage of Wuming's distraction, he flashed and disappeared.
Wuming frowned deeply, jumped up, and chased forward. As long as he was late, two innocent lives would be lost, and the answer he wanted would never be obtained.
Su Yin slowly stood up, curved the corners of her mouth, and smiled self-deprecatingly. It turned out that the big stone was arranged early in the morning. All this was just to prevent her from finding the Jueqing Palace. Wuming, I will never do it again.
Believe you.
But Jueqing Palace has to be found through Yan Ke. That hot spring, yes, go back to Fengcheng and go to the hot spring again.
Su Yin hurried on like crazy, but suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a thin figure.
Shui Jiujiu was supporting an old man with gray hair and walking slowly, even though her heart was burning at the moment.
Because she is still running for her life! The devil will catch up at any time and she will die, but all this seems very feeble.
"Cough cough cough..." The old man coughed violently, his body floating up and down. Shui Jiujiu worriedly stroked his back, trying to calm him down, but it obviously didn't work.
"Little girl, you are a good person..."
The old man's voice seemed to come from the distant future. Shui Jiujiu looked up at him in shock. Although he was smiling kindly at the moment, and although he was trying his best to show her that he was fine, her heart was still cruel.
trembled.
No, no, no... God will never do this to her, definitely not!
The old man's dry and bark-like hands tremblingly reached into his pocket. He struggled to tear open the clothes, revealing a small cloth pocket sewn inside. He struggled to tear open the cloth pocket and took it out.
There was something wrapped in layers of cloth.
He held the thing in his hand for a while, and then slowly handed it to Shui Jiujiu's eyes. His eyes were as deep as a calm pool of water, bottomless, "This is the ashes of my wife, I have always
Take it with you. If I'm no longer here, can you burn me with a fire and bury us together. We don't need a big grave. You just need to dig a hole and put a straw on the grave. We are here
God will definitely bless you and be a good person."