"Senior brother?"

When Ye Changqing saw that Jiang Linghan had no movement, he couldn't help but call.

Jiang Linghan nodded and slowly stood up.

In a short few breaths, he thought a lot.

He believed in his fellow brothers and his own sects, so the murderers here were definitely not from Guanchao Pavilion.

There will always be martial arts in all sects and sects in the world, but there have never been any martial arts or unique skills in the sect, and he will not be able to do so.

But, except for the sword energy of observing the tide.

Therefore, Jiang Linghan had some speculations about this after several thoughts.

Since it echoes his own true qi of Ruoshui, it must be a technique from Guanchao Pavilion, and it is also a unique skill. For hundreds of years, the only thing that has been lost in the sect is Guanchao sword energy.

Then, the martial arts used by the murderer can be imagined.

Su Che has the sword energy of observing the tide, and Jiang Linghan has already confirmed that, now it seems that there are still others in the world who have also obtained the sword energy of observing the tide?

He frowned. This was not good news. Whether for him or Guanchao Pavilion, the loss of such unique skills was a taboo, let alone the possibility of being learned by more than one person.

Then this cannot be called a unique skill, but a huge loss to Guanchao Pavilion.

"If you see a sneaky person in a while, don't keep your hands." Jiang Linghan said in a deep voice.

Ye Changqing was stunned and then focused on it. Over the years, he had never seen his senior brother have such a solemn time.

Did he know what Jiang Linghan thought at this time, but he completely believed that he attached importance to the mysterious murderer.

Because the needle and thread are soft and thin, it is extremely difficult to control, let alone killing people through it. How strong internal force does it require and precise control of true qi?

Before today, he had never heard of such a person in the world, but now there is such a person in the world.

"Let's go."

Jiang Linghan greeted him and left the main hall behind the shadow of the tree.

...

The door was closed and locked.

Ye Changqing frowned. This is the place where the head of the Yun family is recuperating. It needs convenience the most. It is not a woodshed that is disobedient. Why is it locked?

He held the lock and pulled it hard, the lock broke and the door opened.

"Be careful!" A slight clamor of Jiang Ling's cold voice came to his ears.

There is a saying in the world that a forest does not enter or a temple policeman is said to have a policeman in the temple. In a strange place like the Yun family, even when facing a locked door, Ye Changqing was already three-pointedly alert.

Before Jiang Linghan finished speaking, Ye Changqing had already noticed the danger.

He pulled away directly, and his left hand tweaked around his waist, and the iron sword had already shot out.

Ding Ding Ding!

These were countless long needles like cows, and they came like rain when the door was opened.

Ye Changqing quickly retreated five steps, left the corridor, flew away from the steps, and the iron sword that flew back and flew back at this time, and held it in his hand.

On the side, Jiang Linghan also fell down, except that a long needle of cow hair was pinched between his fingers.

The needle has a long hand and looks black from the middle to the needle, which is obviously harshly toxic.

The most important thing is the material of this needle.

"Southern Xinjiang Bone Gold, Blood-Poison Spider."

Jiang Linghan casually swung the long needle and nailed it to the corridor column on one side. He raised his eyes and looked deep in the door.

"I am indeed a great disciple of Guanchao Pavilion. I am indeed very knowledgeable. Even the mice in the dark can remember them clearly."

A slightly smooth and soft sound came from the room, followed by a faint smell of blood, and a figure walked out of it.

This is a slim and charming woman, who can be called twenty years old, or thirty years old, wearing a bright red silk dress and dazzlingly dressed.

Her slender fingers stroked the corner of her mouth, and her nails were as scarlet as her lips. She leaned against the door frame, stood in the dark light in the corridor, looking at the two people in the courtyard, as if smiling.

Ye Changqing held his breath a little, but he did not smell the scent of blood that drifted.

Because he knew who the person appeared in front of him was.

In the southern border of the Later Zhou Dynasty, the witch clan rebelled, and the "blood poisonous spider" Yi Xuecuo.

This person is cruel and ruthless, killing people likes to prick the hole with poison before killing people, which makes people die of bleeding when they feel the bliss.

The material of the Niu Hair Needle was bone gold, which was a special method of making gold by the witch tribe in southern Xinjiang. It required the use of bone to melt gold and then extracted into silk to obtain it. It was often used in sacrificial rituals and refining poisons and herbs.

But Yi Xuecuo used his unique technique and refined this unique killing weapon, which was extremely poisonous and unpredictable.

At this time, Jiang Linghan saw the other party appear and his heart sank slightly.

Because in the world, one thing that is well-known is that this blood-poisoned spider was planted in the hands of Houzhou Luowang four years ago and was surrounded and killed by a group of masters of Luowang. The news of his death spread to the world. Many people on the right path applauded.

But now, the person in front of her is clearly the blood poisonous spider, so why did she disappear in the past four years, and why did she appear here at this time?

What purpose does the news previously spread by Houzhou Luowang have?

Could it be that the things related to the Demon Sect in Yun Gechang's hands also made Hou Zhou Luowang think about it?

All kinds of thoughts kept flashing through Jiang Linghan's mind. Even though he was so talented, he had no idea at this time, but he knew that the other party could never be alone here.

Because the long needle used by the other party was extremely poisonous, it was not consistent with the fatal injuries of the Yun family's corpse on the ground.

In other words, it is the person who is suspected of having the sword energy of observing the tide and using needles and threads, but has not yet appeared.

However, in front of this door, it seems that they will not be able to enter the room without first solving the blood poisonous spider.

Even if the reason why the other party was still here at this time was just to stop the two of them. And Yun Gechang was most likely to have been killed, and the things in his hand might have been taken away by others long ago.

"Why, it's not yet the Chinese New Year. Don't you stay in Yunmengze well and come from thousands of miles to save your life?" Yi Xuechong smiled softly, her red lips were as thin as a blade when she pursed, making her look mean.

"Are you hiding from Houzhou Luowang, or have you disappeared in the past four years? In fact, you are doing things for them?" Ye Changqing asked.

Yi Xueqiu flicked her bright red nails and looked up at him, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

Ye Changqing chuckled, "It seems that today we must eliminate the devil and defend the way."

After saying that, he shook the iron sword in his hand, and the slutty man on his body was completely gone. All that was left was the awe-inspiring look like frost and the swordsman's tallness like green pine.

At this moment, Ye Changqing's temperament changed dramatically.

Jiang Linghan was close to him, so he was the first to observe it. Seeing this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Ye Changqing was a descendant of an official, and his parents were important members of the Later Zhou court. Later, he was framed by political enemies and convicted by factory guards. The one who pursued them at that time was the one in the net.

Ye Changqing's parents died at the hands of Luowang, so he and Houzhou Luowang are of course irreconcilable.

Jiang Linghan slowly drew his sword and said, "Jing Shen, don't be impulsive."

Ye Changqing nodded when he heard this, "Don't worry, senior brother."

Yi Xuechou narrowed her eyes slightly. When she was thinking of something to say, the two people in front of her had already stabbed them with swords.

The sword emerges like a tide rises from the river, and the sea of ​​clouds surging.

Yi Xuecuo's first reaction was to retreat quickly!
Chapter completed!