Shi Binglan was even more anxious when she saw her husband being injured and started to struggle crying.
The evil man seemed to have nothing happened before. His story continued to tell: The Lord of the Gods are very angry!Our disciple also said that it is best to hand over the broken picture you have obtained, so that the Murong family may still have a bloodline!
The evil man said, frivolously hooking his fingers on the chin of the naked prisoner in his arms, looking at her tearful eyes: Is it Ah?Little beauty.As long as you tell me where the broken picture is, I will let you and your wife go immediately, and it will definitely not hurt you again.Otherwise, hehe...
His hands climbed up to the woman's full breasts again and started to knead.
Do you think we don't know what you're thinking?If you give it something, you will be very compassionate?Don’t even think about it!
Murong Mingzhu finally understood what the other party was doing. Zoroastrianism is an extremely evil organization that gathered countless famous and unknown evil sects. More than ten years ago, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, heroes from all walks of life drove away Mongolian people. Zoroastrianism once caused great storms, not only attacked the major sects in the martial arts world, but also attempted to unify the martial arts world, but even massacred civilians and attack cities. According to legend, the martial arts world is to use living people to practice an evil skill.
Ten years ago, major sects in the martial arts world gathered together. After paying the lives of countless chivalrous people, they finally defeated the Zoroastrianism. Their sect was even shot down by Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang Sect, known as the God of Martial Arts, to the abyss.
The Murong family naturally participated in the battle ten years ago. At that time, the Murong family was led by the old leader Murong Feng to participate. However, Murong Feng suffered severe internal injuries in this battle. After three years of stubbornness, he finally died of illness. The burden of the Murong family fell on the young master Murong Mingzhu.
However, seeing today's situation, Murong Mingzhu was completely sure that the Zoroastrianism was not eliminated at all, and there was a considerable amount of power left.
Murong Mingzhu knew completely that the main purpose of these people was not to take revenge. They came from the ancient picture that recorded the location of Jingyan Palace, but that picture was not in the hands of the Murong family!
Murong Yujiao and his wife are dead, and their daughter Murong Xiangxiang is unknown, but people in the world seem to have determined that the ancient picture has been obtained by their Murong family.
Not to mention that the ancient map is not in his hands, even if it is there, Murong Mingzhu will never be given. He knew very well that the only result of handing over the ancient map is that he would die even more ugly.
The garden door was pushed open, and several people in black clothes ran in with bright knives in their hands.
My subordinates have met the Wind Messenger!
The leader bowed to the evil man and reported it.
Have you found something?
Report the messenger, not found!
The man in black who reported lowered his head.
Waste, why don't you go!Tell your brothers, kill without mercy!I also found it for me if I dig three feet into the ground.
The man in black stepped back, and then the sound of more rapid footsteps and screams of being killed came to mind outside.
The entire family was over, Murong Mingzhu's face was pale, he raised his head and closed his eyes.
Murong Mingzhu knew that her husband and wife's current situation must be very miserable.The other party must use various extremely evil ways to torture himself and force him to speak out.
The evil man stared at him in front of him and said coldly: Don’t you want to cooperate?
Murong Mingzhu did not answer.
Do you know who I am?
He suddenly asked this, obviously a little surprised. Murong Mingzhu turned her head and looked at the evil man in front of her.
It was the person who besieged him behind him who spoke to him: Boy, tell you!Have you heard of the Three Envoys of the Sect of the Divine Cult?This is our wind messenger.
Wind messenger?
Murong Mingzhu couldn't help but take a breath. This wind messenger was obviously not one of the three major messengers of Zoroastrianism at its peak ten years ago, but should be a newcomer.
Shi Binglan had fainted early, and was now being held in the arms of the wind messenger, kneading them wantonly.
An evil smile appeared on his face: How about it?Have you considered it clearly? As long as you cooperate well and tell me the whereabouts of Gutu, I will promise you and let go of your wife!
Murong Mingzhu ignored him. He knew that compromise was useless and the other party would never let his wife go.
The only thing he wants now is to die quickly and avoid being humiliated.
A chill surged across the face of the Wind Messenger, and he snorted coldly, and waved his hand back.
Obviously, he was prepared, and a man in black behind him walked up and took a bottle of medicine in his hand.
The Wind Messenger stood up and moved forward, quickly lit several acupoints on Murong Mingzhu's body, and then poured the medicine on him.
Murong Mingzhu felt a burst of medicine filled her head with intuition, and then she was surprised to find that her eyes could no longer be closed.
The Wind Messenger pinched it casually. After Murong Mingzhu suffered a severe pain, her chin had dislocated, so she naturally prevented him from committing suicide.
Murong Mingzhu can only make an ambiguous roar now, but he doesn't understand that the other party is going to do this, but he quickly understands.
Because the Wind Messenger has already begun to explain: Don’t be nervous, I just want you to watch the show.The performances you and Mrs. Gui just now were so wonderful that I had a nosebleed.Now I decided to cooperate with your wife and perform for you so that you can enjoy it too.
Amid the strange laughter of his subordinates around him, the Wind Messenger took out a small bottle from his arms and reached it in front of Murong Mingzhu. Murong Mingzhu clearly saw the name of the drug written on it Wu Gentleman!
The voice of the Wind Messenger recalled Murong Mingzhu's ears: Ecstasy, as long as people drink it, they will completely fall into extremely carnal desires, and their minds will only think about constantly intercourse.At the fifth update of the next day, she will reach the peak of happiness, and the yin essence will be fully released, and then she will die after she is out of the yin. Of course, your woman will enjoy the ultimate happiness she has never experienced in her life in these last few hours!I will make her happy until she dies!
There was a beast-like desire in his voice. Murong Mingzhu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She watched the wind messenger tilt his wife up to the table in the pavilion, trying to pour the fifth cents of souls into Shi Binglan's throat in a coma...
********************
When the man in black appeared and Murong Mingzhu and his wife were captured, Pin'er was clearly seen in another bush, and she quietly left the woods.
Since childhood, he has followed Shi Binglan and Pin'er has also learned martial arts with the young lady, and his martial arts skills are not inferior to ordinary disciples.
Seeing that his young lady and young master were being restrained, Pin'er knew that if she was discovered, she would have no chance to survive.
When Pin'er left the garden, she ran towards a yard, which was the bedroom of Murong Mingzhu and his wife. The young master Yue Chong, who was a few months old, was sleeping soundly inside.
At this time, she heard the sound of running and fighting from the outer courtyard. The people who were ambushing outside the Moon Bible Sect had launched an attack at this moment, screaming and crying everywhere.
Pin'er ran into the bedroom and picked up the baby in the cradle.
She knew that with her ability, the only thing she could do was protect the young master and hide away.
Almost no time to get anything else, she ran to the corner and moved away a floor-to-ceiling vase in the corner. There was an inconspicuous small ball in the center of the vase.
Pin'er held down the little ball and turned slowly.Only a crackling sound could be heard, and a secret door appeared on the side wall.
This is the escape tunnel of Yue'er. Shi Binglan naturally did not keep her close maid, so Pin'er knew these secrets.This was originally used when it was in danger, but now it is used.
Pin'er picked up the child and flashed into the dark tunnel. A crackling sound came again. The tunnel entrance had been closed, and Qianmai returned to its original state.
Pin'er, who ran away in panic, did not realize that the vase covering the door of the machine had been forgotten by him.
After a while, a weed on the back mountain of the manor suddenly shaking, and then a stone on the mountain wall was pushed away.
A girl holding a baby flashed out, it was Pin'er.
She had thrown away Pin'er's long skirt and jacket, and she was wearing a short suit with sleeves, which was convenient for movement.
She calmed down, then hugged the baby tightly and ran along the mountain path.
********************
The Wind Messenger was about to get the medicine when he suddenly thought that his subordinates had not told him the whereabouts of the child.
This was originally something that the Wind Envoy was not worried at all. The attack was so sudden. Several masters of the Murong family were killed or subdued almost at the beginning. The entire yard had been besieged, and even if a bird flew out, it would be cut into countless pieces by his subordinates.
So he didn't expect that the child would be born very quickly, which was simply impossible.
The Wind Messenger frowned, stopped taking medicine, and asked a thin man in black beside him: Have you found the child?
Report to the messenger, are you still looking for?
The Wind Messenger suddenly turned around and stared at the thin man with sharp eyes: What happened?Not found yet?
The thin man saw that his boss was angry, and did not dare to say anything.
A bad premonition flashed through the Feng Envoy's heart. If the remnant escaped, things would be troublesome. The Saint's mental and martial arts skills were several times higher than his, and he did not dare to make a big fuss, so he could only act carefully. One of the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue exposed the identity of Zoroastrianism. Even if he had ten lives, it would not be enough to kill.
When cutting the grass, you must remove the roots. The wind messenger waved his hand and shouted: You guys stay here, I'll go and take a look.
With a figure rising, he flashed out of the garden door.
Bang!
The door of Murong Mingzhu's bedroom was kicked, and the room was already in a mess. The things in the wardrobe had already been completely turned out. Obviously, the room had been searched several times.
The Wind Messenger stared at the room with a cold look. The entire yard had been searched completely, but the baby, who was a few months old, seemed to have disappeared.
The wind messenger's eyes swept across every corner of the room, and then his eyes stared at the small ball beside the vase in the corner of the wall.
A figure flashed, and the Wind Messenger had already grabbed the small ball, and he struggled slightly. He could only hear a cracking sound, and the authentic entrance to the corner of the wall was exposed again.
The Wind Messenger's strange face suddenly turned pale, and his vicious voice squeezed out from his teeth: Chase me!Chase!
The shrill bamboo whistle blew everywhere, and countless black shadows rushed towards the mountain road outside the Murong Shijia Villa.
There is a girl in front of her holding the child, chase after her!
Pin'er was staggeringly holding the child, and she was almost unable to run.
Compared with the people chasing behind him, his meager martial arts are not on the same level as those chasing behind him. I didn’t expect that the people of the Moon Worship Sect could be so efficient that they could chase them in such a short time.
She ran out of breath, blood kept oozing out from her back, which made her eyes a little black, and her wounds were numb and itchy. Such a cruel guy should have been applied with poison on the dart. She could sense that the numb feeling had gradually spread from the wound on her left shoulder, and her left hand and left foot had begun to be less flexible.
Pin'er had just been discovered by the man in black, and the pursuer shot out the poison dart and shot her in the shoulder.
The evil man seemed to have nothing happened before. His story continued to tell: The Lord of the Gods are very angry!Our disciple also said that it is best to hand over the broken picture you have obtained, so that the Murong family may still have a bloodline!
The evil man said, frivolously hooking his fingers on the chin of the naked prisoner in his arms, looking at her tearful eyes: Is it Ah?Little beauty.As long as you tell me where the broken picture is, I will let you and your wife go immediately, and it will definitely not hurt you again.Otherwise, hehe...
His hands climbed up to the woman's full breasts again and started to knead.
Do you think we don't know what you're thinking?If you give it something, you will be very compassionate?Don’t even think about it!
Murong Mingzhu finally understood what the other party was doing. Zoroastrianism is an extremely evil organization that gathered countless famous and unknown evil sects. More than ten years ago, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, heroes from all walks of life drove away Mongolian people. Zoroastrianism once caused great storms, not only attacked the major sects in the martial arts world, but also attempted to unify the martial arts world, but even massacred civilians and attack cities. According to legend, the martial arts world is to use living people to practice an evil skill.
Ten years ago, major sects in the martial arts world gathered together. After paying the lives of countless chivalrous people, they finally defeated the Zoroastrianism. Their sect was even shot down by Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang Sect, known as the God of Martial Arts, to the abyss.
The Murong family naturally participated in the battle ten years ago. At that time, the Murong family was led by the old leader Murong Feng to participate. However, Murong Feng suffered severe internal injuries in this battle. After three years of stubbornness, he finally died of illness. The burden of the Murong family fell on the young master Murong Mingzhu.
However, seeing today's situation, Murong Mingzhu was completely sure that the Zoroastrianism was not eliminated at all, and there was a considerable amount of power left.
Murong Mingzhu knew completely that the main purpose of these people was not to take revenge. They came from the ancient picture that recorded the location of Jingyan Palace, but that picture was not in the hands of the Murong family!
Murong Yujiao and his wife are dead, and their daughter Murong Xiangxiang is unknown, but people in the world seem to have determined that the ancient picture has been obtained by their Murong family.
Not to mention that the ancient map is not in his hands, even if it is there, Murong Mingzhu will never be given. He knew very well that the only result of handing over the ancient map is that he would die even more ugly.
The garden door was pushed open, and several people in black clothes ran in with bright knives in their hands.
My subordinates have met the Wind Messenger!
The leader bowed to the evil man and reported it.
Have you found something?
Report the messenger, not found!
The man in black who reported lowered his head.
Waste, why don't you go!Tell your brothers, kill without mercy!I also found it for me if I dig three feet into the ground.
The man in black stepped back, and then the sound of more rapid footsteps and screams of being killed came to mind outside.
The entire family was over, Murong Mingzhu's face was pale, he raised his head and closed his eyes.
Murong Mingzhu knew that her husband and wife's current situation must be very miserable.The other party must use various extremely evil ways to torture himself and force him to speak out.
The evil man stared at him in front of him and said coldly: Don’t you want to cooperate?
Murong Mingzhu did not answer.
Do you know who I am?
He suddenly asked this, obviously a little surprised. Murong Mingzhu turned her head and looked at the evil man in front of her.
It was the person who besieged him behind him who spoke to him: Boy, tell you!Have you heard of the Three Envoys of the Sect of the Divine Cult?This is our wind messenger.
Wind messenger?
Murong Mingzhu couldn't help but take a breath. This wind messenger was obviously not one of the three major messengers of Zoroastrianism at its peak ten years ago, but should be a newcomer.
Shi Binglan had fainted early, and was now being held in the arms of the wind messenger, kneading them wantonly.
An evil smile appeared on his face: How about it?Have you considered it clearly? As long as you cooperate well and tell me the whereabouts of Gutu, I will promise you and let go of your wife!
Murong Mingzhu ignored him. He knew that compromise was useless and the other party would never let his wife go.
The only thing he wants now is to die quickly and avoid being humiliated.
A chill surged across the face of the Wind Messenger, and he snorted coldly, and waved his hand back.
Obviously, he was prepared, and a man in black behind him walked up and took a bottle of medicine in his hand.
The Wind Messenger stood up and moved forward, quickly lit several acupoints on Murong Mingzhu's body, and then poured the medicine on him.
Murong Mingzhu felt a burst of medicine filled her head with intuition, and then she was surprised to find that her eyes could no longer be closed.
The Wind Messenger pinched it casually. After Murong Mingzhu suffered a severe pain, her chin had dislocated, so she naturally prevented him from committing suicide.
Murong Mingzhu can only make an ambiguous roar now, but he doesn't understand that the other party is going to do this, but he quickly understands.
Because the Wind Messenger has already begun to explain: Don’t be nervous, I just want you to watch the show.The performances you and Mrs. Gui just now were so wonderful that I had a nosebleed.Now I decided to cooperate with your wife and perform for you so that you can enjoy it too.
Amid the strange laughter of his subordinates around him, the Wind Messenger took out a small bottle from his arms and reached it in front of Murong Mingzhu. Murong Mingzhu clearly saw the name of the drug written on it Wu Gentleman!
The voice of the Wind Messenger recalled Murong Mingzhu's ears: Ecstasy, as long as people drink it, they will completely fall into extremely carnal desires, and their minds will only think about constantly intercourse.At the fifth update of the next day, she will reach the peak of happiness, and the yin essence will be fully released, and then she will die after she is out of the yin. Of course, your woman will enjoy the ultimate happiness she has never experienced in her life in these last few hours!I will make her happy until she dies!
There was a beast-like desire in his voice. Murong Mingzhu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She watched the wind messenger tilt his wife up to the table in the pavilion, trying to pour the fifth cents of souls into Shi Binglan's throat in a coma...
********************
When the man in black appeared and Murong Mingzhu and his wife were captured, Pin'er was clearly seen in another bush, and she quietly left the woods.
Since childhood, he has followed Shi Binglan and Pin'er has also learned martial arts with the young lady, and his martial arts skills are not inferior to ordinary disciples.
Seeing that his young lady and young master were being restrained, Pin'er knew that if she was discovered, she would have no chance to survive.
When Pin'er left the garden, she ran towards a yard, which was the bedroom of Murong Mingzhu and his wife. The young master Yue Chong, who was a few months old, was sleeping soundly inside.
At this time, she heard the sound of running and fighting from the outer courtyard. The people who were ambushing outside the Moon Bible Sect had launched an attack at this moment, screaming and crying everywhere.
Pin'er ran into the bedroom and picked up the baby in the cradle.
She knew that with her ability, the only thing she could do was protect the young master and hide away.
Almost no time to get anything else, she ran to the corner and moved away a floor-to-ceiling vase in the corner. There was an inconspicuous small ball in the center of the vase.
Pin'er held down the little ball and turned slowly.Only a crackling sound could be heard, and a secret door appeared on the side wall.
This is the escape tunnel of Yue'er. Shi Binglan naturally did not keep her close maid, so Pin'er knew these secrets.This was originally used when it was in danger, but now it is used.
Pin'er picked up the child and flashed into the dark tunnel. A crackling sound came again. The tunnel entrance had been closed, and Qianmai returned to its original state.
Pin'er, who ran away in panic, did not realize that the vase covering the door of the machine had been forgotten by him.
After a while, a weed on the back mountain of the manor suddenly shaking, and then a stone on the mountain wall was pushed away.
A girl holding a baby flashed out, it was Pin'er.
She had thrown away Pin'er's long skirt and jacket, and she was wearing a short suit with sleeves, which was convenient for movement.
She calmed down, then hugged the baby tightly and ran along the mountain path.
********************
The Wind Messenger was about to get the medicine when he suddenly thought that his subordinates had not told him the whereabouts of the child.
This was originally something that the Wind Envoy was not worried at all. The attack was so sudden. Several masters of the Murong family were killed or subdued almost at the beginning. The entire yard had been besieged, and even if a bird flew out, it would be cut into countless pieces by his subordinates.
So he didn't expect that the child would be born very quickly, which was simply impossible.
The Wind Messenger frowned, stopped taking medicine, and asked a thin man in black beside him: Have you found the child?
Report to the messenger, are you still looking for?
The Wind Messenger suddenly turned around and stared at the thin man with sharp eyes: What happened?Not found yet?
The thin man saw that his boss was angry, and did not dare to say anything.
A bad premonition flashed through the Feng Envoy's heart. If the remnant escaped, things would be troublesome. The Saint's mental and martial arts skills were several times higher than his, and he did not dare to make a big fuss, so he could only act carefully. One of the three envoys of Fengyun and Yue exposed the identity of Zoroastrianism. Even if he had ten lives, it would not be enough to kill.
When cutting the grass, you must remove the roots. The wind messenger waved his hand and shouted: You guys stay here, I'll go and take a look.
With a figure rising, he flashed out of the garden door.
Bang!
The door of Murong Mingzhu's bedroom was kicked, and the room was already in a mess. The things in the wardrobe had already been completely turned out. Obviously, the room had been searched several times.
The Wind Messenger stared at the room with a cold look. The entire yard had been searched completely, but the baby, who was a few months old, seemed to have disappeared.
The wind messenger's eyes swept across every corner of the room, and then his eyes stared at the small ball beside the vase in the corner of the wall.
A figure flashed, and the Wind Messenger had already grabbed the small ball, and he struggled slightly. He could only hear a cracking sound, and the authentic entrance to the corner of the wall was exposed again.
The Wind Messenger's strange face suddenly turned pale, and his vicious voice squeezed out from his teeth: Chase me!Chase!
The shrill bamboo whistle blew everywhere, and countless black shadows rushed towards the mountain road outside the Murong Shijia Villa.
There is a girl in front of her holding the child, chase after her!
Pin'er was staggeringly holding the child, and she was almost unable to run.
Compared with the people chasing behind him, his meager martial arts are not on the same level as those chasing behind him. I didn’t expect that the people of the Moon Worship Sect could be so efficient that they could chase them in such a short time.
She ran out of breath, blood kept oozing out from her back, which made her eyes a little black, and her wounds were numb and itchy. Such a cruel guy should have been applied with poison on the dart. She could sense that the numb feeling had gradually spread from the wound on her left shoulder, and her left hand and left foot had begun to be less flexible.
Pin'er had just been discovered by the man in black, and the pursuer shot out the poison dart and shot her in the shoulder.
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