The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 273
When Qiao Yi arrived at the wooden house, what he saw was a mess. The originally well-repaired house had a hole in the east and a hole in the west. There was no intact place, and the whole grains that were drying in the sun were also overturned. Yes, there are still many messy footsteps on the ground, as if many people have come here and conflicts have occurred.

Qiao Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he ran into the room. The first thing he saw was the old man Duan lying on the ground with his limbs in a strange posture. Qiao Yi's eyes widened, and he quickly squatted down, Turn the person lying on the stomach carefully, with trembling fingers, turn it over.

Old man Duan's pale face hurt Qiao Yi's eyes.

Qiao Yi yelled: "Master!"

However, the sound of "Unfilial Disciple" in memory was never heard again, and that unforgiving mouth was tightly closed at this moment.

Qiao Yi's heart sank in an instant, and an uncontrollable sadness enveloped him, and the ensuing anger rose steadily. However, from the corner of his eyes, he saw the slightly heaving chest of the old man Duan, and the expression on his face. Overjoyed, he quickly helped Old Man Duan up, but just moved, and Old Man Duan let out a gasp in a coma.

Qiao Yi froze, only then did he realize how weird his master's hands and feet were twisted, and an unbelievable guess came up.

He carefully put old man Duan away, and gently lifted his wrist, and sure enough, it was already broken.

At this moment, a kind of restraint called reason burst instantly, and the engulfing anger almost dyed his eyes crimson.

"Master, it's okay, I will save you!"

Qiao Yi gritted his teeth. He never thought that this old man who always regrets his moves, always has a poisonous mouth, and always makes people hate his teeth from time to time, would have such a day that he would no longer talk cheaply, skip feet, or He yelled "Stinky boy" with a proud face, and even now, he can only lie on the ground, not knowing whether he is alive or dead.

At this moment, Qiao Yi thought of a lot. He thought of himself, who was hunted down by the underworld, abandoned by everyone, and didn't even have a shelter. In that ruined temple, on that thunderstorm night, in that... When he was in panic, who appeared in the temple and said: "Hey, boy? I'm afraid you have suffered a lot with your physique? Do you want to follow me? Follow me and have food!"

In Qiao Yi's mind, in the past ten years, Old Man Duan has taken good care of him, never regarded him as a different kind, never... abandoned him.

"Stinky boy..."

A weak call pulled Qiao Yi, who was on the verge of madness, back completely. Just now, the skin of his whole body was showing a faint black line, and there was a thick death breath on his body, which made people in a coma feel sick. The old man Duan was stimulated to wake up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his apprentice looked like a ghost.

As a last resort, old man Duan endured the pain and yelled, and it was this sound that woke Qiao Yi up.

Qiao Yi said hoarsely, "Master..."

"Unfilial disciple..." Old Duan added.

Qiao Yi responded softly, and said, "Don't move, I'll fix it for you!"

"Don't, I, I can't die, you, you go to the mountains, Xiaoran, Xiaoran is in danger..."

Even though old man Duan knew that Du Ran was in danger at this moment, but as long as there was still a sliver of hope, then old man Duan would not give up.

Hearing Du Ran's name, Qiao Yi was startled, and subconsciously looked at the already messy bedroom, guessing the worst ending in his heart, he sternly said: "Who is it!"

Old Man Duan shook his head with difficulty, and said, "Don't, don't worry about it...go, go first...I'm fine..."

"but you……"

Old man Duan ordered Qiao Yi to go quickly with his eyes. If his hand hadn't been broken, he would have pushed him hard.

"Go quickly...I will hold on, how can I die if Xiaoran is not rescued..."

Seeing Old Man Duan's determination, Qiao Yi pursed his lips, and after placing him properly, he got up and said to Old Man Duan, "Master! I'll be back soon!"

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Yi's figure swiped away from the spot, and the old man Duan who came to his senses couldn't help sighing, and said again and again: "I hope it's okay, otherwise I will take revenge even if I fight this old bone!"

Qiao Yi shuttled through the jungle, the forest was huge, he could only find the direction with his keen sense of smell, interspersed with tall trees, at a glance, and followed the traces left behind to find the right direction.

However, the closer he got, the more and more obvious the traces of the fighting remained, and even...he saw a detached corpse.

Qiao Yi's footsteps stopped, his eyes froze, and he could easily tell that the bite marks on the neck of that corpse were so ferocious, as if they had been bitten off alive. With such a bite ability, unless it was a large beast...

However, such a beast does not exist in this mountain forest.

So……

Qiao Yi thought of an incredible guess, devil...

His eyes sank, and he walked forward more quickly. Finally, he saw a faint white shadow standing quietly among the branches and leaves in front of him.

Qiao Yi speeded up, and arrived at that place in an instant, and there was still a strong smell of blood in the air, as well as a faint, familiar smell.

On the ground, there were seven or eight corpses lying here and there, all of which were separated, and the blood splashed out stained the tree trunks and soil red, and the blood spattered three feet, all of them were like this, and the wounds on the corpses were exactly the same, it is not difficult to imagine, It's the same thing.

Qiao Yi raised his eyes and stopped silently, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

The white shadow standing there is gloomy.

There was no expression on the gloomy, handsome and pale face, those dark and deep eyes were looking straight at one direction, and beside him, there was a figure that he hadn't seen just now, but he didn't notice it until he got close. It is enough to prove that this person is not a small person.

How could the majestic King Yama of the underworld be such a small person? !
Even after leaving the underworld for so long, Qiao Yi will never forget the face of King Yama, and it is because he remembers that he is even more disturbed.

Yama, why are you here? !
Yan Luo seemed to have noticed Qiao Yi's gaze, he turned his head, looked at Qiao Yi, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Long time no see, Qiao Yi."

Qiao Yi clenched his hands violently, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, be well."

Yan Luo nodded, then turned his gaze back, and this time, Qiao Yi followed his gaze.

It was a... destroyed cave.

It is very narrow and small, and it can only accommodate a thin person to lie in it. It seems that it should be a nest left by an animal.

However, at this moment, there was a shocking pool of blood in that narrow cave.

This blood is not pure red, but black. The black and red blood has stained the soil with a dark color, so deep that it may have seeped in. It is not difficult to imagine that the person lying here was affected Multiple injuries.

At this moment, Qiao Yi's eyes were full of panic.

(End of this chapter)