"How is it, master? Is it beautiful?"
Her charming face, especially her seductive eyes and seductive red lips, made Bing Chen almost subconsciously nod in agreement.
At the critical moment, a little coolness soaked into his mind, and Bingchen suddenly came back to his senses. He felt embarrassed and quickly acted serious and serious.
"Tch, it seems that the Ice Soul Suxin Jue is still somewhat effective." Lan Youmeng pouted.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, you two get ready, we will leave the city another day."
"Leaving the city?" Bingchen asked confused.
"I, a disciple of the Blood Soul Sect, cannot be like bean sprouts. Only by fighting with blood and bathing in the enemy's blood can we grow quickly. If you meditate and practice all day long, not only will your cultivation be slow, but once you encounter a life-and-death fight, you will definitely lose your footing."
"Master, do you want us to hunt monsters?" Bing Chen asked.
"That's right, don't you want the Blood Soul Pill? You don't dare to kill people. Why are you afraid of monsters?" Lan Youmeng teased.
"Just what I wanted!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Lan Youmeng's mouth, and then she looked at Ling Xuan and pointed her finger at the center of her eyebrows.
"Xiao Xuan'er, you are a good candidate for practicing Blood Soul Kung Fu." Lan Youmeng said with a slight curl of the corners of her mouth.
A majestic message entered Ling Xuan's mind. She immediately understood what was going on and wanted to resist, but she couldn't resist at all. It wasn't until a while later that Lan Youmeng released her fingers with a slight smile.
"Senior, you!"
"Huh? What did you call me?" Lan Youmeng looked at Ling Xuan with a faint look.
Ling Xuan was speechless. Seeing this, Bing Chen quickly stepped forward, patted her delicate hand gently and nodded slightly to her.
"Teacher...Master..."
"That's pretty much it, Xiaoxuan'er, this is your opportunity, come on, smile." Lan Youmeng said with a smile.
A wry smile appeared on Ling Xuan's lips. This was indeed her opportunity, but she didn't know how to explain it to Qiu Yunzhu.
"Okay, I'm tired too, but I'm in a good mood. I've found another precious apprentice."
As soon as the words fell, Lan Youmeng turned into a flash of red light and disappeared between Bingchen's eyebrows.
"Relax and understand, this technique is not as evil as you think." Bing Chen said with a soft smile.
"Um!"
However, at this time, Ling Xuan's cell phone rang, and as soon as she answered it, Chen Yuan's slightly anxious voice came out.
"Xuan'er, it's bad, Miss Shen is missing!"
Hearing this, Bing Chen quickly grabbed the phone and saw Chen Yuan's anxious look on the screen, and his heart immediately sank.
"Aunt Yuan, don't panic, speak slowly."
In a few words, Chen Yuan explained the general situation.
Two days ago, Shen Yiyan put Chen Yuan and Chen Yuan into sleep by tapping their acupuncture points. When they woke up, it was already two days later. After searching to no avail, the two finally determined that Shen Yiyan had driven away in a pickup truck.
"elder brother!"
Seeing Bing Chen's gloomy face, Ling Xuan gently held his arm, looking a little uneasy as well.
"I was careless."
"Let's go to Qingyun College!"
When Shen Yiyan disappeared, the first thing Bingchen thought of was Qingyun College where he and Shen Yiyan studied. She has almost no relatives, and Shen Yiyan doesn't have many friends. Perhaps because of fear, fear of bringing disaster to others, fear of others knowing about her situation, in Bingchen's memory, the only good friend Shen Yiyan had was her roommate.
After hurriedly transmitting the message to Qiu Yunzhu, the two stepped on the Ningshuang Sword and flew towards the outside of Jianling Academy.
Qingyun College, a university where ordinary students attend. By the time Bingchen and the others arrived, it was already dark, a few hours later.
"elder brother."
Ling Xuan gently pulled the corner of Bingchen's clothes.
"Um."
Bing Chen nodded slightly, and without any need for words, the two knew what the other was thinking.
Being alert, the two of them went straight to a girls' apartment in the college and entered one of the dormitories without anyone noticing.
"who!"
A panicked voice came, and Bing Chen immediately stepped in front of the woman, pointed at her chest, and blocked her movement.
"Song Wen, don't be afraid, it's me."
Seeing that the woman's face was full of fear and haggard, and her hands were still holding a dagger tightly, Bing Chen quickly spoke out to comfort her.
Hearing this voice, Song Wen subconsciously looked at the person in front of her, and then her face showed excitement, and even a little bit of relief.
Seeing this, Bing Chen unlocked her acupuncture points. Song Wen's body went limp. If Bing Chen hadn't held her up, she would have almost fallen to the ground.
"Bingchen, it's really you!" Song Wen said excitedly.
"What happened? Where is Du Xiaoyi?" Seeing Song Wen's abnormal expression, Bing Chen asked quickly.
Hearing this, Song Wen's face suddenly showed panic, and she said urgently: "Save Xiaoyi, go and save Xiaoyi, it's too late!"
As if she had lost an inch, Song Wen's eyes were filled with panic and fear again.
"What's going on? Tell me carefully."
Bing Chen grabbed his wrist and used his spiritual power to calm his uneasy mood.
"Three days ago, a cultivator broke into this place and took Xiaoyi away by force."
"By the way, that person left a mobile phone and asked me to give it to you and Yi Yan."
With that said, Song Wen quickly handed the mobile phone on the table beside her to Bing Chen.
"Bingchen, go and save Xiaoyi, she...she..."
Speaking of this, Song Wen suddenly choked up and two lines of tears fell down her cheeks.
Bingchen quickly turned on his phone, and a video immediately played automatically.
A nearly naked girl, with scars all over her body, dull eyes, and blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth, was lying on a messy bed. And in the video, you can also hear a man’s sinister laughter.
"Asshole!" Bing Chen shouted.
However, at this time, a recording suddenly came from the mobile phone.
"Shen Yiyan, come back to me within three days, otherwise no one you know will survive."
Snapped!
Bing Chen squeezed his hand, and the phone immediately turned into powder.
His face was covered with frost, and Bing Chen's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Bingchen, help me, today is the third day, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."
"They don't dare to care about me, please, help me." Song Wen knelt down in front of Bing Chen, praying with tears on her face.
Bingchen hurriedly shushed her and gently helped her up, feeling extremely ashamed.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Bing Chen comforted softly.
"But still remember what clues the immortal cultivator left?" Bing Chen asked.
Her mind was already occupied by fear. How could Song Wen still remember so much, but she just kept crying. Bingchen had no choice but to temporarily leave her to Ling Xuan's care.
Like a ghost, Bingchen jumped out of the balcony and reached the top of the building in the next moment through the misty night. Seeing a middle-aged man taking out his mobile phone, as Bing Chen's spiritual power was running, a bit of ice crystal quickly condensed in the palm of his hand, turning into an ice needle as thin as hair.
With a swift swipe, the ice needle struck the back of the man's head with lightning speed.
Only then did the middle-aged man feel something. The hairs all over his body suddenly stood up. He subconsciously moved sideways, but it was still a little too late. The next moment, a stinging pain was transmitted to the back of his head, his body was instantly numb, and a wave of cold air rushed into his body. Within a moment, the meridians and muscles throughout his body were frozen.
Bing Chen stepped forward, came behind the man, and slashed his neck with a palm knife. The middle-aged man immediately lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
Everything went smoothly from the moment Bing Chen reached the roof to the time the middle-aged man was subdued. The total time spent was less than three breaths.
Speaking of that person, Bingchen jumped up again and returned to Song Wen's dormitory a moment later.
Throwing the man to the ground like a dead pig, Bing Chen asked: "But this man?"
Song Wen was startled and hurriedly hid behind Ling Xuan, took a cautious glance, and then nodded slightly, but at the same time, there was a hint of disbelief in her eyes.
With a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, Bing Chen inserted a finger into the man's heart, and activated his blood soul skill, and the essence and blood all over his body quickly moved towards his heart.
The severe pain caused the middle-aged man to open his eyes. When he noticed the situation, the expression on his face was immediately replaced by fear.
He wanted to scream loudly, but his throat and mouth were frozen, so he could only make a squeaking sound. He could clearly feel that his vitality was rapidly passing away, and the remaining body temperature was also rapidly dissipating.
"Tell me, where did you take the person?" Bing Chen said in a cold voice.
As soon as a finger was pointed at his throat, the man immediately let out a scream, and then quickly prayed in that hoarse voice: "I say, I say, please let me go."
Not daring to hide anything, the man quickly explained everything.
Bingchen had a frosty look on his face and knocked the man unconscious again. He looked at Song Wen and said, "I'm going to save Xiaoyi. It's safe here for now." After saying that, regardless of Song Wen's frightened expression, he grabbed the man and jumped out. On the balcony, he left with Ling Xuan with his sword.
Jianling City, north of the city, is the living area for ordinary people.
Outside a splendidly decorated high-end club, at this time, a slightly old-looking pickup truck parked not far away from the roadside. After a while, a figure wearing men's casual clothes and a tourist hat slowly walked out of the car. With a deep male voice and muttering to himself, he walked leisurely into the garden behind the club.
"who."
A low shout came, and several bright flashlights immediately shone on the man.
"Passing by, passing by." The man waved his hand quickly.
"Get out of here."
After scolding impatiently, the guards moved away their flashlights and no longer paid attention to the situation here.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The next moment, the man in casual clothes lightly kicked his feet, and under the dim light, he ducked behind the guards like a ghost.
A flash of cold light flashed, and without even a scream, several people fell to the ground one by one.
After quickly hiding several corpses in the flower bed, the man in casual clothes jumped up and arrived at the balcony on the second floor of the club.
The man was familiar with the road and tried his best to avoid the heavy surveillance and patrolling guards. Even so, there were several blood stains along the way.
He searched each room one by one, and finally, after a few minutes, he stopped outside the door of a room on the third floor.
Hearing the feeble screams of the woman inside and the obscene insults of a man, the man's face suddenly filled with anger, he slashed the dagger in his hand, and the door opened immediately.
The figure flashed and came to the bedside. When he saw the situation at this time, the man was filled with anger, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He swung the dagger with anger, a handful of blood spurted out, and a human head rolled down with a sound.
"ah!"
The sudden scene caused the woman who was lying on the bed to scream in surprise.
Quickly covering the woman's lips, the man's voice trembled: "Xiaoyi, it's me!"
