Hearing this, the demon tribesman had no choice but to capture him without hesitation.
Feng Lin then let go of the other person's neck, but the scalpel was still placed in front of his eyes.
"Brother, I don't mean to kill anyone here, I just want to save people."
Feng Lin asked calmly, "Have you ever seen a white-haired girl with twin ponytails? The ponytails are still curly, like springs."
"I have no idea."
The demon tribesman shook his head.
"You don't know? Then you can only die."
Feng Lin's scalpel suddenly turned and cut into the opponent's neck.
"I know!"
The man suddenly shouted.
Feng Lin's scalpel stopped immediately, but at this moment, Feng Lin's scalpel had already touched the opponent's neck.
As a result, a straight blood line appeared on the neck, and the blood flowed down along the blood line.
The Demon Clan in front of him could clearly feel some itching on his neck.
He was dripping with cold sweat at the moment.
If I had spoken a second or two late just now, my life might have been lost.
"Speak quickly, I will not kill you unless you can tell me useful information."
Feng Lin said calmly.
"Brother, don't kill me. I've never seen a woman with white hair, but..."
The man suddenly said, "I do know that our great elder kidnapped a woman before."
"Woman? How do you know?"
Feng Lin asked.
"I am the guard here at the Council of Elders. I noticed that the great elder came in with someone. This person was covered by a black robe and couldn't see her face clearly, but she kept yelling and cursing over there. I knew she was a woman.
"
The demon clan explained.
"When did it happen?" Feng Lin continued to ask.
"I forgot the specific details. It was probably a month ago, right?"
The demon clan answered.
Feng Lin nodded lightly. If he followed Chen Gu's words, the time would match up.
He continued to ask: "Where does your great elder live?"
"It's at the deepest point, the tallest building."
The demon raised his other arm and pointed at the innermost building.
"I hope you won't talk nonsense. I mean what I say. I will spare your life. Just pretend that nothing happened. If you dare to expose me, you will die."
After Feng Lin finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the deeper buildings.
Seeing Feng Lin leave, this demon tribesman got up from the ground. He turned around and ran away, shouting: "Someone is coming quickly..."
brush!
Before he could finish his words, Feng Lin's scalpel stabbed the back of his head accurately.
He fell to the ground on the spot.
"Grandma, aren't you doing well?"
Feng Lin immediately rushed over, pulled out the scalpel, and used his energy to drive the Holy Ash Gu on his body to devour the man completely.
At this moment, he felt someone approaching here.
After Feng Lin finished disposing of the corpse, he quickly left.
Feng Lin walked around from the back of the mountain to the innermost building.
This tall building was like the Temple of Heaven, and Feng Lin jumped in from behind.
Seeing the window on the wall beside him, Feng Lin jumped lightly and came to the window.
Feeling around, there is no human breath here.
Feng Lin opened the window and jumped into the building. There was no one here at the moment.
"Is Sun Zhizhi really dead?"
Feng Lin sighed in his heart, and just when he had no idea what to do, he heard voices speaking outside.
And the sound is getting closer here.
Feng Lin looked around, and finally saw a screen behind the main seat in the high place.
He immediately walked over and half-crouched behind the screen.
Only a few seconds passed before a group of people appeared in the building.
"Elders, the opponent is retreating steadily. At present, all our masters have passed. It won't take long to destroy the enemy."
A slightly younger Demon Clan member said respectfully.
"Okay! I don't know which piece of trash who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth dares to come and make trouble for us, the Demon Clan."
An old man with a white beard said with a smile.
"Hmph! We, the demon tribe, do not have a formation to protect the ruins. Our formation is the spirit-breaking formation. Those who are not afraid of death can come here."
The stooped old man snorted coldly, "Continue to inquire, and let Anquan end the battle quickly."
"yes!"
The young man immediately turned around and left.
Feng Lin, who was hiding behind, thought to himself that he was actually reporting the news.
"Great Elder, let's have some tea. The matter is over."
Another obese old man looked at the rickety old man.
"You don't have time to drink tea. You think the matter is over? Our ruins are known to others!"
The Great Elder said coldly, "Where we go from now on is still a question."
"Haha, anyway, we all believe in the Great Elder. The Great Elder has wonderful plans and nothing will be difficult for you."
"Yes! For example, letting Dark Spring come into contact with the Demon Research Institute is such a beautiful move. I originally thought that the elders would be interested in those evil potions, but it turned out that they were interested in Jiao Chunqiu."
"That's right, as long as we have Jiao Chunqiu, a formation master who has reached the sublimation level, we can change the relics at will and let him help us build the spirit-breaking formation."
…
The many old men around were all flattering him.
Feng Lin behind the screen was also a little surprised. It seemed that this great elder still had some ability.
"It will be over in a moment. When Dark Spring comes back, I will teach her a lesson for exposing our ruins!"
The great elder stood with his hands behind his hands and said proudly.
I have to say that the praise from the people around him was very useful to him.
"It's not good! It's not good! Great Elder..."
At this moment, another young man from the Demon Tribe ran in from outside.
Before he could enter the door, he fell to the ground and rolled.
"What a waste! What a shame! What scares you like this?"
The great elder reprimanded with a cold expression.
"Great Elder, something happened. The formation we used to seal the entrance to the ruins was broken open!"
The young man hurriedly knelt down, raised his hands and said.
"What? The formation at the entrance to the ruins was broken?"
"Did those people escape? Damn it! I couldn't kill them."
…
When several elders here heard this, they all said viciously.
"It's not that they escaped, but a few more masters came in. One of them is... is..."
"You damn can't speak. I'll cut off your tongue. It's useless anyway!"
The Great Elder shouted coldly, "You mighty Heavenly Demon Tribe, let's see if I scare you enough to make you embarrassed!"
"Great Elder, Lieshan, it's Lieshan who broke in. Master Anquan is no match for him on the Spirit-Severing Formation. He is being suppressed and beaten at the moment."
The young man finally told the story.
"What? Lieshan!"
The elder's pupils shrank, his legs softened in fear, he took a few steps back and almost sat on the ground.
The originally dark faces of the remaining elders now became darker.
Lieshan is not as easy to talk to as Hidden Spring.
They fell into Lieshan's hands, and Lieshan would never let them go unless they handed over their secrets.
"How is it now? How is Anquan doing?" the great elder asked hurriedly.
"I don't know. I just saw this and came over immediately to report it." The young man replied with a grimace.
