The Ghost Doctor Hongyan of Huayin Jianghu

Chapter 167 Memory Torrent (2)
The elite guards of the Jianghan tribe have been wiped out, and the rest are some servants who are not skilled in martial arts.The sound of swords and swords around became smaller and smaller, and Leng Xuanmo knew that everything was coming to an end.

"Patriarch, all the guards of the Jianghan clan have been wiped out!" The young Li Yixing knelt down on his knees, bowed respectfully to salute Leng Xuanmo, the knife in front of him was already stained with blood.

"Okay." With the plain words, Leng Xuanmo's mood at this time could not be heard.

The surrounding flames burned everything, and there was a crackling sound from time to time. After a moment of silence, Leng Xuan asked indifferently:
"Where's Yu Wenyi? Have you found it?"

"Patriarch Hui is still searching with all his strength." Li Ming answered truthfully.

Leng Xuanmo raised his head, as if he was thinking about something, after a while, he nodded and said: "Be sure to find him and bring him to me!"

"Subordinates obey!"

Li Ming got the order and quickly disappeared into the depths of the ancient building.

The surroundings fell into silence again, and Leng Xuanmo stood alone beside the flame, motionless.

After a while, there was a big commotion inside the ancient building, and a man rushed out waving a weapon in his hand, with a look of death on his face.There were four or five dead men around him, all of them regarded death as home, and tightly surrounded a maid who was holding a child.

Feng Ye recognized from a distance that the maid was Xu'er, the singer of Yichun Courtyard, the first woman to call him "Patriarch".

"Jing Yun, what should I do?!" Xu'er looked nervously at the surrounded surroundings, and said to the man with tears in her eyes: "Young Master, what should I do?"

"Xu'er, you rush out with the young master! Let us block this, and I will fight a bloody path for you!"

"But you—"

"Xu'er, listen, it is our honor to die for the Jianghan tribe! We are proud!" Jing Yun did not back down: "We swear to the death to fight for the Jianghan tribe to the last moment!"

"Yes! That's right!" The surrounding soldiers also roared.

Li Ming walked over in a leisurely manner, he moved his hands casually, and saw the corpses of a dozen dead Jianghan guards on the ground, suddenly stood up, and they gradually raised their weapons, ready to fight .

"You damn puppet operator!" Jing Yun was furious: "You don't even let the dead go!"

"The most people in this place are dead people. For our puppet operators, it is simply the most suitable battlefield—" Li Ming sneered and moved his fingers, and said strangely: "However, you can really deal with the corpses of your companions." Are you determined to cut it down?"

"Bastard—!" Jing Yun looked at Li Mingxie's smiling face, and spat fiercely: "The bastard of the Blue Wind Clan, you are really low, to use such a despicable method!"

"In this world, the strong win, but it's a pity that you elm-headed people won't understand until you die." Li Ming curled his lips in disdain.

With a slight movement of the fingers, seven or eight bodyguards of the Jianghan clan rushed towards Jing Yun and Xu'er, slashing wildly with the knives in their hands.

"Damn it!" Seeing this, Jing Yun swung his knife to defend.However, in the face of his partners and friends who once fought side by side, it was difficult for him to make a move after all.Under the crazy offensive, his speed became slower and slower, and it became more and more difficult.After a while, his body had already been hacked seven or eight times.

"Jing Yun—!" Xu'er, who had been protected by Jing Yun, was heartbroken, but she was holding the young patriarch in her arms, and she couldn't make a move at all. She could only watch her companions fight one by one. In a pool of blood.

Jing Yun fought with all his strength, and his body suffered more and more stab wounds, and his battle robe was stained red with bright red blood. Even so, he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to protect the woman and master behind him.

The bodyguards of the Jianghan tribe who had been protecting the young master gradually fell into a pool of blood, leaving only two or three people, still insisting on refusing to fall.As more and more corpses died, more and more puppets were controlled by Li Ming, and the surroundings were gradually surrounded by corpses, Xu'er and the others were about to be caught.

Jing Yun repulsed the attacking enemies, spotted a gap, and said to Xu'er: "Listen up, I'll be a bait for a while to attack this damned puppet master, and you take the opportunity to rush out with the young master. Leave Fumogu, the farther you can run, the better—"

Jing Yun took out a purple ornament from his bosom, and handed it to Xu'er: "This is the holy flower of our Jianghan clan. If you take it well, you must give it to the young master. He is the hope of our Jianghan clan." .Although the curse will make him forget us, but one day, he will definitely come back!"

Xu'er took the holy flower tremblingly, tears kept falling from her eyes: "Then—then you—"

"Young master, please, let us kill you!" Jing Yun turned around, looked at Li Ming as if he was dead, his eyes were full of anger and hatred: "Even if I want to die, I will drag Cang WindClan bastards die together!"

Come on, Jing Yun raised the long sword in his hand and rushed straight towards Li Ming. Li Ming sneered, and stretched out two fingers to make the two Jianghan clan guards become his shields. Sad, but the sword still slashed at the comrades who had fought side by side without mercy.

Li Ming was startled, he didn't expect Jing Yun, who was so affectionate and righteous, to be ruthless and slash at his companion!But before Li Ming could react, Jing Yun's sword sharply stabbed at him, piercing his chest with precision!

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The sound of the sword slicing through the flesh made people feel terrified, and the flying blood splashed along the blade. Li Ming clutched his chest in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and coughed endlessly.

"Let's go!" Jing Yun yelled from behind, Xu'er woke up quickly, picked up the young young master who was still in a coma, and quickly used lightness kung fu to sweep forward.After stepping over the bodies of countless fallen compatriots, Xu'er's eyes were filled with tears.

"You can't look back, you can't look back..." Xu'er kept admonishing herself in her heart, she forced herself not to look back, but the tears couldn't stop, she hugged the young Yu Wenyi tightly in her arms , disappeared into the darkness as if flying.

(End of this chapter)