Mad Queen

Chapter 822 Soul Seizing Dagger

With Mo Leng's cultivation base, the chance of accidents is greater than his chance of getting lost.

It would be strange if such a big person couldn't even find his way back.

Moreover, among the techniques of the School of Changes, there are methods that lead the way.

No matter what, it is impossible for Mo Leng to get lost enough to not find them.

"Shenlong, go find Senior Brother Seven and see where he is..."

Shenlong responded, and galloped away, Gu Ziwan and others hurriedly followed.

As an ancient mythical beast, Shenlong has more noses than dogs.

After it left the Valley of Life and Death, it ran wildly all the way, causing Che Nian behind him to look very bad.

"This road... is the way we go home..."

If you are in the valley of life and death, you can still get lost.

Then after leaving the Valley of Life and Death, there is no way to get lost.

If it's not getting lost, it's——

problem occurs! !

Che Laisheng's breathing became obviously rapid, and his vitality poured out to the peak.

"Shenlong, hurry up..."

There is a bad premonition in everyone's heart.

Especially when approaching the house, when a faint smell of blood filled the air, it made everyone's hearts twitch.

Turning around and landing in the yard, Che Laisheng saw the blood on the ground at a glance.

"Old Seven?!"

Gu Ziwan's eyes sank deeply: "Seventh senior brother..."

The blood was in the form of jets, apparently spattered blood.

Everyone rushed into the room at the first moment, but they all stopped the moment they entered the door.

In the middle of the room, Mo Leng was prostrate on the ground, in front of him was the broken warm jade box.

And on his back was a black dagger.

The moment he saw the dagger, Che Laisheng couldn't help but staggered, almost falling.

"Old Seven..."

"Master!"

Gu Ziwan hurriedly supported him, handed it over to Che Nian and Lou Yi, and walked in a few steps by herself, raising her hand to try Mo Leng's neck.

"There is still a pulse!" Gu Ziwan's eyes trembled, and her voice trembled slightly.

Che Laisheng quickly threw off Che Nian and Louyi, staggered in, and knelt down beside Gu Ziwan.

"Lao Qi is not dead?!"

"No, still breathing..."

Gu Ziwan's eyes flicked to the black dagger, her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"Master, this dagger... is it a soul-reaping dagger?!"

The corners of Che Laisheng's mouth twitched fiercely, his hands trembling slightly: "Yes..."

He slowly raised his head to look at Gu Ziwan, his eyes were strange: "What happened between you and him?!"

Gu Ziwan's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she lowered her eyes slowly, hiding the anger in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Master...I..."

"Soul Seizing Dagger?!"

Che Nian and Lou Yi knelt beside Mo Leng, asking in trembling voices.

"What Soul Seizing Dagger?!"

"Senior Brother Seven will be okay?!"

Gu Ziwan slowly closed her eyes, and gritted her teeth angrily: "The Soul Seizing Dagger...is a thing of our master's sect..."

"Our teacher?!" Lou Yi didn't understand for a while: "Have I never heard of it?! And, this... how could this thing be on the body of Seventh Brother?!"

Che Nian grabbed the sleeve of Louyi suddenly, tremblingly looked at Che Laisheng.

"Master... is the uncle... right?!"

Che did not speak in his next life, but turned his wrist, turning out a black oil lamp.

"Soul Lamp?!"

Gu Ziwan paused for breath.

Che Laisheng smeared a little of Mo Leng's blood on the body of the Soul Lamp, and wanted to draw a talisman, but Gu Ziwan held it with one hand.

"Master, I'm coming!!"

(End of this chapter)