Chapter 1108 (1/2)

I helped T-shirt man around the alley. I felt that I had lost the three killers, so I stopped. Then I took off T-shirt man's coat and helped him deal with the wound.

T-shirt man's muscles are white, only the place where he was stabbed by jade knife becomes black!

I carefully observed the jade knife that stabbed the T-shirt man, and found that the blade was green and clear, with lingering Yin Qi on it. It seemed to be a Yin thing, but I didn't know if I could pull it out. Was there any poison?

But now it's not the time to hesitate. I bite my teeth and pull out the jade knife. I find that the shoulder of the T-shirt man is bleeding at once. Even if Yunnan Baiyao is applied on it, it will be washed away by blood. I clicked several acupoints around his shoulder, but the blood still hasn't stopped completely, and it is still flowing slowly.

The T-shirt man grabbed the jade knife in my hand, looked at it, said weakly, ”this is the heartless knife that the emperor used to kill his concubines. After being stabbed by it, the wound will not be good...” Fortunately, he wasn't stabbed to death.

I picked up the T-shirt man and was going to take him to a place to rest.

At this time, the voice of Xiaojieling came to my mind: ”Didi, master, are you calling me?”

I looked down at the Yongling ring on my hand. When I was just beaten by the golden dragon to spit blood, there were some bloodstains on the ring. I woke up the Yongling ring accidentally. I immediately asked Xiaojieling, ”do you know any spirit that can deal with the murderer Zhang Xianzhong?”

”Master, I recommend Zhao Feiyan or Yang Yuhuan. Doesn't it mean that the hero is sad about the beauty pass?” The little ring spirit replied.

”Lying trough, you will pit me!” I was speechless for a while.

Zhang Xianzhong is a patient with severe neuropathy. If he summons a beautiful woman to put in front of him, he will be raped first, then killed, and then eaten.

”Master, don't be angry. There is a second option, which is to call for obeisance!” The voice of Xiaojieling came again.

As it reminds me, I immediately remember that when Zhang Xianzhong was fighting with the Qing army, it was aobai, the commander of the Eight Banners army, who led the death squadron to capture and behead him.

Although Zhang Xianzhong's spirit has been refined to be extremely powerful, his old enemies will surely frighten him if one thing falls to another!

Xiaojieling asked me, ”master, do you need to call aobai?”

”No, wait a little longer!” I refused.

”OK, master, you can be on call when you need help, but the effective time of blood essence can only be maintained until midnight. If it expires, we will have to meet again three months later.” Xiaojieling explained.

I looked at the time. It was three hours before twelve. There was more than enough time.

T-shirt man and I are running for our lives right now. If we suddenly kill an obeisance from the alley, we will expose our position!

Besides, the Golden Dragon and the cunning rabbit don't agree. These two people may still be fighting fiercely. If one of them can die, my chance of winning will be great

Twelve dead Xiao are not serious Yin merchants. They are killers. They are more eccentric than each other. It's possible that we always carry out tasks by ourselves and never go out together, so this time we'll fight for each other's merits!

On the way, T-shirt man told me that the fat pig was soaked in the special potion of Thailand's decapitated master to refine the corpse since he was a child, and he has been drinking a lot of blood to refine a pair of zombie skin that is invulnerable. His method of killing people is clumsy, even a little out of the way, but as long as the fat pig comes out, no matter how strong his opponent is, it must be him who survives in the end.

And cunning rabbit is good at using Yin things and seduction. This woman is haunted. No one has ever seen her true face.

We walked for a while, and suddenly a crescent shaped lake appeared in front of us, reflecting the surrounding ancient buildings and the bright moon in the sky, sparkling like a mirror. I remember the lake is called Yueya Lake, where Ang Lee's film Crouching Tiger, hidden dragon was shot.

The T-shirt man knelt by the water, picked up a handful of cold water and washed his face. Then he put his dirty eight sided sword into the water to wash it. Suddenly, one of them would fall down. I quickly held him and took his sword to wash it for him.

I took a look at the T-shirt man's face. His lips had begun to turn white, his shoulder had been bleeding, and half of his clothes had been dyed red with blood. In this way, he had to go into shock.