Chapter 884 This may be a trap

Six big men holding ghost-headed swords stood aside from afar, each staring at the sight with wide eyes.

The waste eagle's face remained calm and calm. He dodged left and right, moved up and down, but the blind coachman He Guang's long whip that was more than meter long could not touch his body.

Luo Xiaofeng was also very surprised. He did not expect that Wuying had such a flexible body technique.

The blind coachman Heguang shouted loudly and stepped up the attack.

The waste eagle sneered, and he suddenly swung his sword.

The blind coachman Ha Guang was shocked. He flipped his wrist and quickly retracted it.

The waste eagle passed away with a sword and stood firm. When the blind coachman's long whip attacked him again in the lightning.

The long whip was whistling towards the legs of the waste eagle with strong wind.

This whip came too fast, too fast, too unexpected.

The waste eagle seemed to be shocked. He stood there and did not move.

The whip was like a long snake, and it had entangled the legs of the waste eagle.

The waste eagle suddenly shouted lightly and suddenly rose into the air.

The blind coachman He Guang raised his hand and raised the long whip in his hand.

The waiver's legs were entangled, and his body spiraled like a top in the air.

The blind coachman He Guang was stunned. He suddenly realized that most of his whip that was more than a foot long had been wrapped around the legs and waist of the waste eagle.

The waste eagle used its strength to leverage its strength and its body was spinning rapidly.

The blind coachman He Guang's face changed drastically, and the long whip in his hand was only three feet long.

The deserted eagle man was in the air, and his long sword in his hand rushed towards the blind coachman's hand holding a whip.

The blind coachman had already sweated from the forehead of He Guang, but his long whip had not yet let go.

The long sword in the hand of the waste eagle shone brightly in the dazzling sunlight.

The blind coachman He Guang held the whip and the blue veins burst.

Luo Xiaofeng, who was standing aside, frowned.

The burly men standing by watching the battle were cheering for the waste eagle.

The moment the sword in the hand of the waste eagle struck at the wrist of the blind coachman He Guang, the blind coachman He Guang suddenly abandoned the whip. After he abandoned the whip, he not only did not retreat, but instead met the sword of the waste eagle's sword.

The sword light was like a horse, passing by the blind coachman He Guang's arm.

The waste eagle had just shaken off the long whip on his body. Before his toes touched the ground, the blind coachman attacked him like a hook.

The waste eagle screamed strangely, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The blind coachman's head was covered in white with his head in the dazzling sunlight, his eyes were so bright that he was lit up. His whip-holding arms were lowered, and the red blood had dyed his whole arm red.

The waste eagle covered his shoulders with his hands and staggered back. Blood oozed out of his fingers and flowed down his shoulders.

The blind coachman He Guang looked at the pale face of Wuying and sighed: "Mr. Waste is good at body skills!"

The wai-hawk's lips were pursed into a line, and his pale face was filled with pain.

Six burly men all surrounded him and said with concern: "Mr. Waste, what's wrong?"

Wuying complained secretly in his heart, but said, "It's not a problem."

Luo Xiaofeng slowly walked towards the waste eagle.

Six burly men held ghost-headed swords and protected the deserted eagle tightly in the middle.

The birds in the forest suddenly flew out of the forest.

The blind coachman He Guang's face suddenly changed. He shouted, "No..." He only said two words, and then flew towards the small thatched hut in the forest.

Looking at the blind coachman He Guang's face, Luo Xiaofeng knew that something must have happened.

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly followed. The blind coachman was in front and Luo Xiaofeng was behind. When Luo Xiaofeng rushed to the small thatched hut, he saw the blind coachman He Guang standing at the door with a frustrated look.

The sun is shining brightly, and the forest is as quiet as death.

The blind coachman He Guang looked around blankly, then sighed deeply.

Luo Xiaofeng came over and couldn't help asking, "What happened?"

The blind coachman He Guang looked at Luo Xiaofeng's face and suddenly said, "I only know now that the waste eagle gang is not here for you."

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned and asked, "What are they here for?"

The blind coachman Heguang pointed to the house, looked depressed and said, "Look."

Luo Xiaofeng leaned over and looked into the room, and he couldn't help frowning.

Lei Qing in the room was gone. The dirty thick quilt on the bed had fallen to the ground.

Luo Xiaofeng walked into the house and saw a small note on the dark wooden table. There was a line of regular characters on the note: If you want to save Lei Qing, please go to Zhuge Temple. The characters on the note were neat and elegant, exactly the same as the fonts that Luo Xiaofeng saw in the mansion in the town a few days ago.

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists and said fiercely: "This matter must be related to the waste eagle."

The blind coachman Kawakura sighed: "It is very likely that this matter was planned by Waste Eagle. It's a pity..."

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly asked, "What a pity?"

The blind coachman Hakawa sighed, "The plan of the Waste Eagle and his gang will be successful, and they will probably have escaped."

When Luo Xiaofeng and the blind coachman He Guang rushed back, the waste Ying and the six burly men had long disappeared.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the swamp in front of him, his face looking ugly.

The blind coachman He Guang sighed: "If you want to find Lei Qing, it seems that you have to go to Zhuge Temple."

Five days later.

night.

Zhuge Temple.

A lamp is like a bean.

The night breeze is soft, and fireflies are dotted, and a stone path winds up from the bottom of the mountain and leads directly to the temple gate.

In front of the temple gate, the waiying bent over and was talking to a person. The person who talked to the waiying turned out to be a woman with a black veil covering her face.

The woman with a black gauze looked down at the foot of the mountain. The mountain was covered with lush trees.

Wuying stood aside with a respectful look on his face, not even daring to breathe. He was waiting for the woman to ask questions.

The woman with a black veil covered her face looked at the bright moon in the sky and suddenly said, "Luo Xiaofeng and the blind man Heguang are really coming tonight?"

Wuying hurriedly said, "I have already found out that Luo Xiaofeng and Heguang live in the Wang Family Inn at the foot of the mountain. They..." Before Wuying finished speaking, a few crisp whistles suddenly came from the foot of the mountain.

The woman with a black veil covered her face was stunned.

The waste eagle said happily: "Luo Xiaofeng and Heguang are already on the mountain."

Quiet night.

A bright moon hangs on the mountainside.

Luo Xiaofeng leaned against a pine tree and looked up at the lights on the top of the mountain.

The blind coachman He Guang's hand slowly walked to Luo Xiaofeng with his hands.

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and suddenly said, "They already know that we are on the mountain."

The blind coachman Ha Guang clenched his fists: "Even if they set up a net of heaven and earth, I'm not afraid."

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the bean-like lights in the temple on the top of the mountain and sighed: "This may be a terrible trap!"

The blind coachman Ha Guang said fiercely: "Even if it is a trap, I dare to jump in."

Luo Xiaofeng giggled and said, "Senior, I dare to dance, if I dare to dance!"

A bright light suddenly burst out from the blind coachman He Guang's gray eyes: "Okay! As expected, the hero is a boy!"

Luo Xiaofeng was smiling bitterly.

The Zhuge Temple is tall and majestic and magnificent. The incense here is soaring. A few months ago, it suddenly became deserted.

Luo Xiaofeng and the blind coachman He Guang were standing in front of the temple.
Chapter completed!