Chapter 40 The murderous Xingyulou Tiansha (16)

Secret passage?

This thought flashed through Nan Xian's mind, and his whole body rolled down the uneven stone stairs like a rubber ball. His internal organs were almost displaced by the violent jolt.

Just when she thought she was about to have a intimate contact with the ground, her waist was caught by a pair of strong arms.

Her body stiffened and she subconsciously greeted the face of the owner of her arm.

His wrist was intercepted, and the young man's voice, as sweet as tangerine, sounded in his ears, with a hint of helplessness: "Sister Xian, I caught you with an injury, can't you be nicer to me?"

Light hidden.

"Why are you here?"

Under the stone stairs, there is a spacious and dark palace, the air is blocked, and there is a vague smell of rust surrounding the tip of the nose, which is nauseating.

Guangyin put the person down and stared at her unblinkingly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Maybe I know Sister Xian needs me, so I'm here."

Nan Xian rolled her eyes at him, and suddenly her eyes froze slightly.

Although the underground palace was dim, the two of them were very close. She could easily see the blood stains of varying shades on Guangyin's body. The longest scar was from the waist to the knee, where the plain yellow fabric was pierced by a long knife.

, revealing the torn skin.

In addition to this scar, there are more than a dozen other wounds of various sizes.

Just when he caught her, he exerted force on his arms, causing the wounds around his shoulders and elbows to open and burst, and blood was pouring out.

Nan Xian felt pain just looking at it, but the boy didn't even groan, and even had an indifferent smile on his lips.

Really...

Nanxian is indescribable.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a burst of noisy footsteps overhead.

Those killers were like sharks biting people, catching up so quickly!

Nan Xian frowned and quickly looked around the hall. Except for a strange totem that was exactly the same as A Ruo's back in the center of the hall, he saw no trace of the owner Sansheng.

"Where's Sansheng?"

Guangyin took a breath and stood up straight with one hand on the wall: "Every time the poster finishes his exercise, his body will be extremely weak. I only know that the poster has a secret room that is invulnerable to fire and fire, and he will hide in the secret room.

But where the secret room is, only the owner knows."

Nan Xian pursed her lips and looked at the pale boy, why did he tell herself this?

At the moment when she was in trance, the weak young man who had been ignoring life and death suddenly came to her side like lightning. Nan Xian's pupils shrank, but before she could take precautions, the young man bent his arms and held her neck tightly.

Stuck firmly.

"Sister Xian, you were caught by me."

"I caught it, it's mine!"

"No one can try to steal from me!"

Although the wound was torn again due to this violent movement, Guangyin seemed to be numb from the pain. His thin lips gently fell on her hair, her eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of her mouth were raised in a happy arc after success.

Nan Xian gritted her silver teeth tightly, what a careless thing!

Why did she feel pitiful for Guangyin just now?

Why should we ignore the danger level of this man because of the hideous wounds all over his body?

This guy was a crazy person from the beginning!

"Master Guangyin!"

The group of killers who were chasing after them looked at the scene in front of them and stopped a few meters away from the two of them.

"Who allowed you to come in here?" The young man's peach blossom eyes were filled with strong murderous intent.

"Reporting to Master Guangyin, this woman killed Master Lengliu. The subordinates chased this woman in, lest she hurt the original poster..."

"The host has just finished his work and has gone to rest. I will keep a close eye on this woman. You can go down."

All the killers looked at each other, and one of the killers standing at the front frowned and said: "Master Guangyin, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. When the host wakes up, I'm afraid he just wants to see Miss Nan."

Nan Xian glanced at the killer. He was the one who accompanied San Sheng together with Leng Liu.

Guangyin looked at him with a faint smile: "Bingpo, are you questioning the decision to kill?"

"My subordinates dare not."

"If you don't dare, get out!"

Although the young man's body was covered with scars, no one in the Xingyu Tower was aware of the young man's brutal methods. When they heard the words, they were frightened by the cold murderous intent in the words.

Bing Po's eyebrows were pressed down extremely low, and he looked into the young man's cold and dangerous eyes for a moment.

"Master Mitsuyin, has he completed his mission?"

The young man curled his lips, his handsome face was extremely beautiful, but the words he spoke were so cold that it made people feel as if they were falling into an ice cave: "If you can't even deal with a Chuan Zen sect, how can you be worthy of being the ultimate killer in Xingyu Tower?"

Chuanzen Sect, one of the four major sword sects, is really gone!

The eyes of the killer blocking the road widened involuntarily.

After a moment, Bingpo moved out of the way: "Master Guangyin, please keep an eye on Miss Nan and don't miss the important event of the host."

"Do I need your teaching?"

"roll!"

Bingpo's face darkened, and he stepped aside with a stern face.

Floating Garden.

The young man lay on the Arhat's bed with a pale face, a sweet smile on his lips, his left hand clenched to support his cheek, and he watched the girl rummaging for the powder: "Hey, I saved your life, don't poison me with poison!"

"

Nan Xian silently gave him a slap on the back of his head.

Thanks to the mice and snakes given to her by Guangyin, she had a clear understanding of the efficacy of the medicinal powders on the shelf.

She is not an ungrateful person. Although this person is scary and annoying when he criticizes him like crazy, after all, he helped her tonight and she doesn't owe him anything. We don't owe each other anything to help him find medicine.

Nan Xian placed the porcelain bottles containing hemostatic powder, gold sore medicine, bone wound ointment, etc. on the small table.

In the young man's pitiful gaze, he said coldly: "Apply it yourself."

"Sister Xian, my arm hurts."

He showed her his injured arm. The skin and flesh were rolled under the hideous knife wound, and the wet blood stuck the flesh and clothing together. It was impossible to estimate how much blood he had lost.

"My arm hurts. Wasn't it very cruel when you held me hostage?"

Nan Xian glared at him.

Get up and walk outside.

However, as soon as she stepped into the yard, after walking less than ten steps, a flying knife swung into the ground against the toe of her shoe, and penetrated three-thirds of the way into the ground.

The end of the flying knife is decorated with red silk, which is as bright as blood.

The corners of Nan Xian's eyes twitched fiercely, he leaned over and pulled out the flying knife, then shot it back angrily.

The young man's beautiful peach-blossom eyes looked straight at her under the raised window. He didn't dodge or dodge, and allowed the flying knife to pierce into his shoulder with a "puff". Blood spilled out, and his face turned pale.

Nan Xian didn't look back, and naturally she didn't know that Guang Yin didn't dodge her flying knife at all.

After taking another five steps forward, another flying knife pierced three inches in front of me.

Nan Xian couldn't bear it anymore and turned around, looking at her peach blossom eyes that couldn't see her emotions in the dark night: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"I don't want you to leave!"

The young man's clear voice was a little hoarse.

"Who said I was leaving?" Nan Xian laughed angrily: "I'm going to boil the water, or do you want me to tear off the skin from your wound and your clothes?"

"You won't leave?"

The low and hoarse voice was full of joy, sweet and clever: "Sister Xian is so nice."

Somehow, the rage in Nan Xian's heart disappeared in an instant, and she always felt that he was a bit... pitiful.

Maybe it's because he has seen Guangyin's miserable and pitiful past.

Our Guangyin is also a poor little baby

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