Silent night.

Si Fengjingyan took a look at the rich night outside the window, and quietly picked up a cup and put it into his palm.

It was not by chance that he decided to stay in this inn, and he had his own plans to leave without Xing'er.

Because this place is not peaceful.

I have long heard that girls were killed everywhere in Pingling Country, and the secret people who followed them all the way to Xing'er must be related to Xing'er.

"Yan, here we come." A low voice appeared in my mind. Si Feng Jingyan nodded, his indifferent eyes were silent.

A sound of footsteps walking at high speed appeared outside the room, followed by a black shadow, and someone had captured the unconscious woman and hurriedly passed by his door.

Si Fengjingyan stood up, but in a moment, his figure disappeared from the room.

The night was as rich as ink. After midnight, there was no light in the remote town.

"Woo..." The woman whimpered around the corner. Si Fengjingyan paused and heard someone speak in the darkness: "Why are you following me all the way?"

As the words fell, a tall figure came out around the corner, covering his head from his head to his feet. He was carrying an elderly girl on his shoulder. He was already awake and was struggling hard, and a "whimpering" sound came from his mouth.

Si Feng Jingyan did not answer, but asked lightly: "Who are you? Why do you want to kill these women?"

The man in black laughed evilly, "Why, do you want a hero to save the beauty?" He threw it casually, threw the woman he was carrying onto the ground, and put the sword in his hand in his back, "I want to know, I can only ask the King of Hell."

Si Fengjingyan frowned, "Since you don't want to say it, I won't force it." After saying that, he raised his hand gently.

There was a hidden aura the moment before, but the next second I didn't even see how he condensed the mysterious spiritual power. I saw a golden light flashing in my palm, and the golden light shot towards the man in black like a sword.

The golden light cuts the pulse, and blood seals the throat.

In fact, Si Feng Jingyan's movements were extremely slow, and even he could see a natural noble and elegant style in the movements. However, his unstoppable movements made a person with rich experience in the martial arts world without even time to avoid them, and was attacked until he died.

The woman curled up in the darkness could not bear the stimulation and fainted with a scream. Si Fengjingyan frowned and ignored it. She just walked straight to the man in black and glanced at the sword that fell to the ground.

There is a little red mark at the end of the sword... Blood Flame Palace.

He turned around and looked at the direction of the inn, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the distance.

In the inn, there was light in Xing'er's room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a charred figure lying on the door, and a phantom was sitting on the chair casually, smelling the fragrance of tea leisurely.

Xing'er hugged by the wall in horror, and when she saw the four scenery, she immediately crawled out, "Young Master! This person, he..."

Si Feng Jingyan nodded and understood what she wanted to say.

There were murders of girls in Pingling. Unexpectedly, they spread to this small town. The weapons carried by the corpse also had special marks. Needless to say, they were from the Blood Flame Palace.

"Young Master! Xing'er was saved twice by the young master, and he could not repay his life-saving kindness. From now on, I would like to serve the young master and be a cow and a horse, and I will never refuse!" Xing'er knelt down, bowed to Si Fengjingyan, and pressed his head to the ground, "Please take Xing'er in."
Chapter completed!