Du Hongqing rushed over with a desperate attitude.

When those cold swords were directed at him, Du Hongqing seemed to feel no pain, and his eyes only stared at one target.

The horse ran very fast and was in front of the large carriage in a blink of an eye.

Du Hongqing's eyes were blood red, and his hoarse voice was filled with grief, anger and hatred.

"Bitch, give back my brother's life!"

At this time, the two masked guards who never left the carriage showed their weapons.

The twisted snake-bone whip struck hard at Du Hongqing's waist and abdomen.

The other person was holding a black spear.

The two of them cooperated in a tacit understanding and blocked all Du Hongqing's vitality in an instant.

Seeing that the road ahead was blocked, Du Hongqing roared unwillingly. ??

"Ah - bitch! I swear on the lives of my entire family that you, a bitch, will never do this again!"

With a "puff" sound, the spear was pointed at Du Hongqing's heart.

The snake bone whip actually broke his waist.

Blood dyed the boundless night red.

But they couldn't stop him from throwing the long knife with all his strength.

The knife, which carried the resentment of Du Hongqing and all the dead souls who were tortured and killed, thrust straight through the car window with the force of thunder.

Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream sounded from inside the carriage.

"master!"

The maid sitting in the outer carriage also looked panicked at this moment, knocking desperately on the door of the inner carriage.

"Master, how are you? Someone, come quickly!"

The masked guards outside also speeded up their movements in unison at this moment.

After a while, each of them dragged a fresh corpse and threw it outside the carriage.

"Master, they are ready, please heal your wounds quickly!"

The maid reminded with some panic.

Then, countless blood-red vines suddenly climbed out of the carriage.

The spikes, which were several times thicker than those on Zhao Xun's body, instantly pierced the fresh flesh and blood.

The sound of "Gudu, Gudu" came from inside the carriage.

It seemed like someone was drinking something in big gulps, but it also sounded like something beating.

In the long silent night, it was extremely strange and scary.

After a long time, the red and purple vines retracted into the carriage.

The maid kept lying at the door, for fear of missing the request of the person inside.

"A bunch of trash!"

That was the ethereal female voice that was once threatened by "Lin Mengya".

But at this moment, he felt more angry and frustrated.

"Yes, the slaves are all useless, please punish the master. But now the master is injured by those blood slaves, the most important thing is to find a place to heal his injuries first."

The loyal maid hurriedly suggested.

The people inside were silent for a moment.

"Then go to the nearest place to recuperate, hum! Let her be proud for a few more days."

"Yes, I understand, slave."

The maid immediately got out of the car, personally inspected the terrain in front of her, and then directed the group of masked guards to the nearest foothold.

Shortly after the carriage left, several figures landed silently next to the group of corpses.

After carefully investigating the causes of death of these people, they divided into two groups and went to report the news separately or continue to follow them.

And those who died in vain were quickly frozen to death, and their lives ended abruptly in this long night.

Lin Mengya opened her eyes with difficulty.

last night

She pinched her eyebrows and wondered if she had run a marathon in her dream?

Otherwise, why would I feel so tired when I wake up?

"Master, are you dreaming again?"

Xiaoyao in the system asked impatiently.

Lin Mengya sighed and fell back into bed to rest. By the way, she took over the authority of the system again.

"How about I ask you to keep an eye on it? Are there any clues?"

"Master, after I was forcibly blocked, I can only use the system's monitoring function to help you record yesterday's external activities."

Lin Mengya fell into silence after listening to Xiao Yao repeat to herself how "domineering" she was yesterday.

"Do you think I have the second personality of a great master?"

Xiao Yao: "Master, are you just wishful thinking?"

"Tsk."

Lin Mengya felt a little disgusted with Xiao Yao's unfashionable rigidity.

"I just think it's quite interesting."

She held her head in her hands and looked very relaxed.

Xiaoyao was muttering at this moment.

It’s over! Is the master stupid?

"Master! Can you please face the seriousness of this problem? If even I can't suppress that consciousness, then you may be seized by others at any time!"

Compared to Xiao Yao's nervousness, Lin Mengya was much more relaxed.

"Xiao Yao, I was not suppressed by other consciousnesses at that time."

She squinted her eyes, remembering the feeling at that time.

She seemed to have had a long, long dream.

Something seemed to happen in her dream, but she couldn't remember it every time she woke up.

But she firmly believes that the "person" who can control her body will never hurt her.

Of course, maybe this is the "person"

"Leave a hint for yourself.

But she trusted her own judgment.

Maybe one day, she will meet that "person" in another way.

By then, everything will be revealed.

"I didn't expect those guys to be so crazy and crazy."

After she had rested and learned everything that happened last night, she couldn't help but sigh.

Now she couldn't help but be even more curious about how the guy who temporarily used her body could make such a cruel enemy leave with just one sentence.

Long Tianyu was not surprised.

"The Presbyterian Church has always been so ruthless in its actions. Those people are just outcasts."

Lin Mengya glanced at him, "You are very familiar with their methods of doing things?"

Long Tianyu narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Master also dealt with them when he was young."

"No wonder, but when you think about how they expelled the diviners in the first place, it's not surprising anymore."

Lin Mengya no longer has a good impression of the Presbyterian Church at all.

This kind of thing that carelessly despises other people's lives should have been balled up earlier, rolled to hell, and fried in a frying pan three hundred times.

But anyway, the crisis here has been lifted for the time being.

They also sorted out the clues they got from the hot spring village.

Another day later, except for a few pregnant women who were in labor and were being cared for intensively, she also sent others to the compound to be reunited with their families.

"Thank you, Miss Ya!"

"Yes, thanks to you, we can be reunited as a family."
To be continued...