Chapter 50

At the same time, a lot of ghost hands, as if they were summoned by something, came out of the stone wall and rushed to the four people!

"Shen Bi, with forgetting Chuan and little ghosts together!" Yan Yi drank his life in a deep voice. Suddenly, he closed the white folding fan and took out a beautiful and slender sword from behind. The moment the blade broke its sheath, it was like the light and chill of the lunar month.

With a slightly strange step, he swam around the outer circle of the crowd, stabbing or picking on his hands, stopping or speeding at his feet. Although he seemed elusive, he was still moving in clouds and flowing water, and there was a hidden force in it.

"Brother Yan is so powerful!" Sikong Ling's heart wavered slightly. Originally, she wanted to study medical skills with Meng engchuan. Now I see Yan Yi's mysterious ancient swordsmanship, and I'm fascinated by it.

"It's not the way to go on like this." Meng said in a deep voice, "this swordsmanship is laborious, and Yan Yi can't keep going."

Jiang chenbi naturally knew that, but she also knew that Sikong Ling was a half baked son and Meng was not good at martial arts. Now they had nothing to do but hide in the middle of the circle protected by Yan Yi.

Ten fingers tightly clenched into the palm, she closed her eyes, as if the pain could avoid the shrill cry of the ghost hand.

Damn it.

This feeling of powerlessness.

Why... Why can Qu Danchen easily shoot and kill black Jiao among the people, and those who kill her classmates wear brocade and embroidery, which are highly respected by tens of thousands of people, but she and they are going to die in this hole!

"Yuanbao!" Sikong Ling suddenly burst out a exclamation. It turned out that the little monkey had been frightened and had been lying quietly on his shoulder. At this moment, because of Yan Yi's sword edge, "Zhizhi" screamed, jumped down from Sikong Ling's back and ran straight out!

"Don't mind!" Meng nianchuan quickly yelled, for fear that Si Kongling would do something stupid when Yan Yi was already lacking in skills. However, it was too late.

Sikong Ling suddenly stood up and passed him. He ran straight into the dark to grope. Jiang chenbi also changed his color abruptly, "kid, come back quickly. It's dangerous!"

Out of Yan Yi's protective circle, Si Kongling can only dance and move in the dark. However, he can't see the situation in the cave. He hears a low exclamation, and the vine entangles the wrist of his left foot!

"Yan Yi! Don't worry about me and me. Help Sikong Ling Jiang chenbi cried, "come on She heard her voice trembling slightly. No, not one of them could die. No matter what, Meng forgetchuan or Sikong Ling, she could not bear the people around her to leave!

In the dark, Yan Yi's voice is low and steady, "rest assured."

Suddenly, the white shadow flashed, and in a flash he came to Sikong Ling. Yan Yi grabbed Sikong Ling's skirt with one hand and put his foot on the rock wall. He drank and asked, "little devil, do you have any strength? Hold on to me, don't let go Another two or three ghost hand vines came out from between the rocks. He chopped them off one by one with his sword, and dragged the one that wanted to involve Si Kongling into the stone wall.

There was a standoff for a while.

Knowing that she could hardly see in the dark, Jiang picked up the fire clasp on the ground. However, when the beam of light lit up, she saw a ghost hand stretched out in front of her, and could not help but scream. Unexpectedly, the ghost hand seemed to be afraid of her and shrank a little!

Jiang chenbi was suddenly moved.

No, I'm not afraid of her!

She secretly used her internal power to coagulate in the palm of her hand and whirled the fire clasp in her hand in the air. Sure enough, those ghost hands dodged one by one and did not go up to meet the fire. Jiang chenbi gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "I found Guan Qiao for me!" On one side, he took out the dagger and chopped it on his tender little arm like lotus root!

"Girl, what are you doing?" Meng forgets Chuan's dismay. He is afraid that Jiang chenbi will be dazed by the ghost cave. He will die together.

There's no time to explain. Jiang chenbi thought.

At this moment, her hands are empty, and there is no talisman. If she turns over the inventory in her baggage bag, I'm afraid she will be dragged into the stone wall by the ghost rattan!

Taking the container of the talisman as the talisman's own is the method chongyangzi once taught her. However, it is forbidden to use it under compulsion, because its power is as powerful as it is.

But now I can't take care of my life. I don't care about him!

Jiang chenbi's index finger was stained with the blood, and quickly drew the pattern of the charm in the air, and chanted the mantra clearly. Until the last stroke was about to be finished, she drank out a word, "pardon!"

Suddenly, the golden Rune was lit up in the dark. With her ten fingers turning, it turned into a tongue of fire and burst out!

The ghost rattan that entangled Sikong Ling seemed to feel the danger. It was like a wandering snake. Yan Yi took Sikong Ling's skirt in an instant, and flew to the side.

Fire, the burning fire ignited the whole cave in an instant. With the burning sound of beeping, there was a burning smell of rotten stench everywhere, and the cry became more and more shrill. It was the mournful wail before he died. Jiang chenbi did not care about the bleeding arm and pushed Meng forgetchuan, "goThe four fled in the light of the fire. Jiang chenbi held Yan Yi's hand tightly, as if afraid that if he let go for a moment, he would never be able to rise again.

I don't know how long he ran in the long and dark corridor until he was so quiet that he could only hear the sound of people's footsteps. Yan Yi stopped slowly.

At last, Jiang chenbi couldn't hold on, and he collapsed.

"Girl Meng forgetchuan exclaimed, while he was busy taking out a small package from his own bag, opening the medicine box inside, and taking out the gauze, medicinal wine and other things one by one.

Yan Yi holds Jiang chenbi in his arms, and Meng forgetchuan takes the medicine for it. Here is a long corridor that runs from north to south, with dim and weak lights burning on both sides of the corridor. Looking at Jiang chenbi's pale face, his fine eyelashes tremble slightly, like a butterfly losing strength...

"is it worth it?" Yan Yi didn't know whether he was asking Jiang chenbi or himself. In fact, he was angry and resentful of his powerlessness. Even at this critical moment of life and death, he still needed Jiang chenbi's blood as a symbol...

"Oh, brother forget Chuan, would you please be gentle..." Jiang chenbi blinked weakly. He changed from a small fox who used to dance his claws into a white rabbit. "My arm is a human arm , not a pig elbow, not a stake... "

" I know. " Meng said languidly, "that also has to clear the wound, so as not to infect again in this dark, wet and cold place."

Yan Yi stretched out a hand and pulled up his sleeve. In a low voice and gentle judo, "if the pain is really severe, you bite me, maybe it will be better."

"I'm not polite," Jiang said While biting gently, Yan Yi stroked her head with the other hand and let out a faint sigh.

"It doesn't matter if you try harder."

"I'll be heartbroken if I try again!" Jiang chenbi said boldly, "my arm has already hurt enough. You want me to be distressed. Hum, bad man!"

Meng nianchuan bandaged Jiang chenbi's wound with nimble hands and feet. He wanted to ask Yan Yi if he wanted to bandage it. Seeing his posture, he retreated to one side.

Sikong Ling sat on the ground, supporting himself with both hands and admiring, "miracle doctor, they are really a perfect match. People say they only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. Now I understand. "

Meng forgets Chuan's smile. It's rare that he didn't say anything sarcastic about Yan Yi. In fact, from the moment Nangong Yizhu appeared, he could foresee that the two would have a quarrel. After all, new lovers and old lovers could not find the right and left.

Fortunately, though.

Some things are often not witnessed in the oath, but in the danger of dying.

The hand he held subconsciously was the one he wanted to protect all his life?

"Doctor, when can I have a wife?" Sikong Ling scratched her hair in distress.

Meng engchuan just wanted to say, "how old are you? What's the hurry?" Sikong Ling had already made up his brain. "I don't want to be able to be as capable as the immortal sister. It's better to be virtuous and gentle. If I can cook a good dish, it's better. I'm a child without mother, and my father's skill is really not flattering..."

it's rare to see this heartless boy's grief, Meng's extending out The hand wants to pat the shoulder to comfort, but the hand is not falling down. Sikong Ling asked again, "speaking of it, you are old enough to be a miracle doctor. How come you haven't got a wife?"

That hand turned into a slap, fan in the back of Sikong Ling's head.

Meng's voice in the dark showed a bit of exasperation.

"It's up to you!"