One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 260 Witch Gu
In order to avoid Lu Jian being beaten to death in the chaos, Yan Qingzhu could only carry him to the direction of the wooden building, and Jun Tongyue retreated with him.

These people are not very strong, but there are too many hidden weapons, which is annoying.

Seeing this, Yan Qingzhi stopped fighting.

With one step, two swords wiped the necks of the two blocking the road, followed by kicking open the door of the wooden building, allowing Yan Qingzhu and Jun Tongyue to enter it.

The wooden building was brightly lit, no different from when the few people left.

Yan Qingzhu threw Lu Jian to the ground and watched a group of people start rushing towards the door without any unexpected expressions.

On the contrary, Yan Qingzhi frowned and reminded.

"They are killing us, it's not safe here..."

It's just a wooden building. If the other party sets a fire outside, it will be too difficult for them to escape!
Yan Qingzhu shook his head and said decisively.

"They didn't kill all of us, it's still safe here for the time being!"

The wooden door of that kind of goods was about to be knocked open, Yan Qingzhi turned around and glanced at it, and instantly understood the meaning of the moment that Yan Qingzhu had won.

Although she did not notice the previous situation, she would not doubt what Yan Qingzhu said.

Yan Qingzhi's gaze turned to Lu Jian's direction.

"You mean..."

Enough is enough for Yan Qingzhu, and Yan Qingzhu understands what she is thinking without any obstacle.

The other party did not know the identities of the three of them, and was not interested in it either.

Those people only care about Lu Jian, or in other words, only Sun Xuan played by Lu Jian.

I just don't know if the other party knows about Song Boqing's death!
Yan Qingzhi frowned slightly, feeling that the situation was a bit complicated.

The last group of people who came to kill them seemed to understand that they didn't know Song Boqing's secret, but they didn't want them to live just for some kind of risk.

And the people this time are obviously not in the same wave as the previous ones. They seem to be the group of people who want to know some secrets.

Therefore, it can be understood that he is not important in the game between the two parties. What is important is what secrets are hidden in Song Boqing's relics.

And their behavior of jumping in regardless, seems to have turned into a self-inflicted trap.

Yan Qingzhi couldn't understand, but she felt that there was a lot of fog in front of her, and she lacked too many clues.He could only put aside all the distracting thoughts in his heart for a while, and looked in the direction of Yan Qingzhu.

"Since this is the case, don't go out. The strength of the people outside is not that strong, I can handle it alone!"

Yan Qingzhi already has a general understanding of the strength of those people outside. With her strength, if there is no drag and scruples, she can actually solve the battle faster.

Yan Qingzhu didn't mean to be brave at this time, and looked at the door that was about to burst open.

"Okay! Then let's go upstairs!"

He pulled Lu Jian, who had just put it on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the man returned to his shoulders, and Jun Tongyue walked upstairs with him.

Yan Qingzhi turned around and rushed to the window, smashing the beautiful window frame with one foot, and she kicked a person who was about to come in from the window.

"Over there! They're coming out!"

"Don't mess up!"

"..."

The footsteps outside were chaotic for a moment, but soon stabilized, and someone came towards the window.

Yan Qingzhi had already jumped out of the window.

The person who rushed over met her eyes, and the person waved a black bamboo tube and aimed at Yan Qingzhi.

However, Yan Qingzhi evaded her left shoulder, turned her body, and stabbed out the sword in her right hand.

Jianmang flashed by.

Yan Qingzhi's blouse has another opening on the left shoulder.

There was an extra wound on the man's throat.

The fight between the two was just between breaths. When Yan Qingzhi knocked the man over, the companions behind him didn't know what just happened.

There were not many people on the other side, but after a while, there were only five or six people left.

In the small yard, there were a lot of corpses lying all over the place.

Seeing those people gathered together, Yan Qingzhi wanted to rush over to take a pot.

It's just that the other party obviously thought of this too.

Those who gathered together immediately dispersed.

Several people held up their musical instruments, and their eyes fell in the direction of Yan Qingzhi.

Yan Qingzhi pressed up in an instant, and without even half a movement, they were already afraid enough!

Her gaze glanced at the few people who were still alive.

Those people also looked at her vigilantly.

She moved forward step by step, while the other party stepped back.

This stalemate continued until a person suddenly stepped on a bead...

In such a quiet atmosphere, the 'click' sound was hard to ignore.

Yan Qingzhi's eyes turned to that side instantly.

When the few people on the opposite side heard such a voice, they instantly showed expressions of horror.

Yan Qingzhi keenly discovered the abnormality, his expression changed, and the slow pace of progress instantly retreated.

The one who stepped on the bead roared angrily.

"Who threw it?"

The voice was full of deep resentment, and because of fear, the sharp voices had already split.

For some unknown reason, Yan Qingzhi felt an inexplicable joy in such a scene.

It's just that this feeling of joy dissipated immediately.

The man's face, under Yan Qingzhi's gaze, was visibly darkened to the naked eye.

A black line like a blood vessel twisted and climbed up the man's face.

Before the fear in his eyes dissipated, the dark pupils turned blood red.

The fake face, which originally fit perfectly, became loose in the breath.

The skin on his neck was instantly dry, and the charred black color was like a mummified corpse lifted from the fire just now. The black dots drifted away, and it seemed to be the embers left after the wood burned out. , in the sound of humming strings, there is a strong tragic and solemnity.

When his companions saw him like this, they all stepped back far away. No one was gloating about the misfortune, but there was a trace of guilt in one person's eyes.

Yan Qingzhi was alert.

She felt that the other party did not die of poisoning, and this situation seemed to be witchcraft.

But she didn't know much, so she didn't know how to deal with the current situation.

She didn't want to save people or anything, but she was afraid that if a bug burrowed out of the corpse and crawled around, what would she do!
To be honest, although she has never seen such a situation, she always has a feeling in her heart that she will see it sooner or later...

While she was thinking about whether to run elsewhere, a scream from Jun Tongyue suddenly came from the window on the second floor behind her.

"Ah... who are you?"

It was followed by the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground.

Yan Qingzhi's expression changed in an instant, who felt that she was at ease just now. She couldn't control the situation any longer, and only rushed towards a column near the second-floor window.

(End of this chapter)