On the other side, after Xu Qingyun and the others left Di Qiongyin's house, the car drove directly to Zhuge's house.
They didn't know what happened after Di Qiongyin.
Before the group of people drove out of this old city, Xu Qingyun, who had keen senses, suddenly heard a cry for help.
The voice seemed a bit familiar, he should have heard it before.
Xu Qingyun frowned slightly, opened the Eye of the Candle Dragon directly, and looked towards the source of the sound.
The next moment, Xu Qingyun said directly: "Stop!"
"What's wrong?" Zhuge Qimeng was a little confused.
The person driving the car at the moment was Zhuge Qimeng. Although she was confused, she still stepped on the brakes.
Zhuge Qingsi also looked at Xu Qingyun with doubts on his face.
"You guys wait for me in the car." Xu Qingyun said.
Before he finished speaking, Xu Qingyun had already opened the car door and rushed out.
Sisters Zhuge Qimeng and Zhuge Qingsi looked at each other, and immediately opened the car door in perfect agreement and chased after Xu Qingyun in the direction he left.
Xu Qingyun was very fast, and his figure disappeared in a few seconds.
After a while, Xu Qingyun arrived at his destination.
This place is among the ruins of the old city, and almost no one comes here.
At this moment, there are two waves of people fighting together in the ruins. To be precise, there should be three people.
And coincidentally, Xu Qingyun has met all three of them.
Where have you seen them? I saw these three people in the ghost market.
One of them wore a ghost-face mask and gray robes.
This person is the man in gray robe who sells the resurrecting elixir in the ghost market. I didn't expect to meet this person here.
On the other side, there were two people, one old and one young.
It was the fat monk who sold fake fire-avoiding talismans and his disciple, the young monk Mingxin.
At this moment, the fat monk was controlled by the man in gray robe by some means, and fell to the ground, unable to move.
The cry for help that Xu Qingyun heard just now was made by the fat monk.
At this moment, Xu Qingyun came closer and could hear the fat monk's miserable howls and calls for help.
The little monk knew his heart and stopped in front of the fat monk. He used his small body to block the man in gray robe and wanted to protect his master.
The man in gray robe said in a cold voice: "Go away! I don't want to do anything to you, a little kid."
The young monk heard the words clearly, but he did not give in and still blocked the man in gray robe.
"Okay, since you want to die, then I will help you!"
"With all your abilities, you dare to plot against me, so go to hell!"
The bloody mist condensed in the palms of the gray-robed man, and a bloody evil aura emerged, which was cold and evil, making people very uncomfortable.
Obviously, this man in gray robe is practicing some kind of evil skill.
Those who practice with blood evil energy are probably not good people.
The fat monk lying on the ground had his robe torn, and there was a bloody palm print on his chest, which was obviously given by the man in gray robe.
Being hit by such a terrifying blood-evil palm, the blood-evil energy circulates in the body and is extremely painful. No wonder he screams in agony.
The young monk Ming Xin, although he has some cultivation skills, is obviously no match for the man in gray robe.
The men in gray robes attacked fiercely, and the young monk retreated steadily.
But he still did not give in, his face was full of determination, and he vowed to protect his master to the death.
"Go to hell, little one!"
The gray-robed man smiled coldly, and slapped the young monk's Tianling Cap directly with his bloody palm.
If this palm hits, the young monk will definitely die if he knows his heart. This chapter has been completed!