Chapter 177

Only he had forgotten that he had been so gloating.

"Well, well, say it! What do you want me to do? " Wen Jinran has to admit his fate. He doesn't dare to cheat.

"I want you to..." Sikong cut his mouth, but before he said anything, his face suddenly changed, and he was so cold.

What's the matter with you? Wen Jinran was surprised and wanted to ask, but he didn't ask. He only saw a shadow flash by. Then, Sikong was gone.

Wen Jinran has a bad feeling, but also hurried to follow.

Just a few seconds, Sikong cut came to a street and stopped, followed by Wen Jinran.

As soon as I came here, I smelled a strong smell of blood and saw three bodies in black lying on the ground.

Sikong cut face slightly heavy, immediately came forward, came to a man in black, squatted down, picked up the man in black's hand, feel pulse.

Wen Jinran doesn't know what Sikong is doing! But seeing his appearance, he knew that he had his own purpose. Then, he took care of himself.

Then, his eyes fell on the handle of the sword beside the man in black. His pupil suddenly shrank and he quickly picked up the sword: "cut, you see, it's this sign again."

Si kongcao heard that his reputation fell on the hilt of the sword. No, it should be said that it fell on the sun sign on the hilt.

"It's them again" Sikong's face is cold. This sign is not strange to them, but they can't find who is behind these people in black.

But no matter who it is, it can only be those people.

"Why are these killers here? Is it nangongyin who has come back? " These killers are chasing Nangong Yin three times and four times, so Wen Jinran has to associate Nangong Yin with these killers.

"No," said Sikong.

"Why?" Wen Jinran doesn't understand to ask a way, although also don't think these killers appear, is pursue to kill South Temple Yin of, just subconsciously so a say.

Because if nangongyin really returned to Beijing, they couldn't have known.

"These killers are hit by evil spirit." speaking of evil spirit, Sikong cut's face is extremely ugly and complicated.

"Evil spirit?" Wen Jinran doesn't understand. The evil spirit he understands is the evil spirit that people send out, but he has never heard of the evil spirit that can hurt people!

"Go back first!" Sikong cut did not give Wen Jinran the meaning of explanation, because it is not the time.

Wen Jinran didn't say anything when he saw this. He wasn't a privacy digger.

When they came back to the other hospital, they smelled a smell of blood as soon as they entered the door, and it came from the study they had just left. With, two people complexion a sink, quickly toward the study ran.

In the study, I saw a gray figure fall on the ground, stained with a lot of blood.

"Wei ziyao?" At a glance, Wen Jinran recognized the injured man and quickly stepped forward to help him up, then carried him to the bed.

Sikong cut also went to Wei ziyao to feel his pulse.

"It's all right. It's just too much bleeding and fainting. Stop the bleeding first. I think I'll wake up tomorrow." Si kongcao was not a doctor. He only knew a little.

What's more, people who practice martial arts can't understand the truth of injury!

"Those people in black must have been after Wei ziyao just now, but how did Wei ziyao come back? Isn't he with nangongyin? He's back. What about nangongyin! Wen Jinran felt uneasy.

Wei ziyao, the son of minister of the Ministry of industry, was a good friend of nangongyin at the age of 19. He was a right-handed man and seldom left nangongyin.