Chapter 909

It was dark for a moment. Lingjue was playing games in the office. It was boring.

"Sir! No! " A cloud suddenly rushes in, a face of gloom, "Si Chen is seriously injured, wood is missing."

Lingjue sat up in surprise, her pupils narrowed, "what's going on?"

"Like an owl."

"Where are the people?"

A Yun shook his head and clenched his fist. "I don't know. The tiger came back full of blood. He said that they had just sold out. On the way back, he met Mu Luo. But mu Lu stabbed a knife into Si Chen's body. If it wasn't for Si Chen's quick reaction, he would die on the spot."

"Where is sichen?!"

"Cemetery in the south of the city."

"Cemetery?!"

……

Lingjue comes to the cemetery in the south of the city with ten people from group X and a Yun. It's a gloomy night.

She also understood something. On the way back, sichen met Mu Lu and was stabbed by her. Who knows that Mu Lu was controlled by the Nightowl's witchcraft.

At this time, the Nightowl appeared. He was going to kill sichen, but he heard that now the leader of group x is not sichen, and the Nightowl just killed the seriously injured sichen.

And big tiger was wounded by him and put back to report to them.

And the owl said, let Ling Jue go, and he let Mu Jue and Si Chen go.

At this moment, lingjue has arrived at the destination.

There was only a pool of blood on the ground, and no one could see except the tombstone.

"Sir, is the owl playing us?" A Yun looks around warily. It's cloudy at night. He even waits for them here. He doesn't know if there is any explosion.

"Tangyuan, look around to see if there is anyone around."

"Sir, I don't feel anyone else's breath." Tangyuan flew around and came back to report.

Except for the strange and gloomy atmosphere, there is no breath of living people.

It also surprised him. It's not wrong that Mr. Tang Yuan felt that.

Lingjue glanced around and walked into the cemetery. "Owl, do you just want to be a turtle with a shrunken head? Threatening me to come out, but I dare not meet you. Ha ha, the owner of the Dark Island turned out to be a coward. "

"Sir, I feel it! Southeast! "

Lingjue hears the words, a hook in the corner of her mouth, runs quickly, and sees a scene that makes her heartache.

Sichen and Mushu lie on the ground covered with blood, with only a faint breath.

At the moment, the power of Mu Gu can't be used. All the marks on her face are cut by dagger, and the face of Si Chen is also cut ferociously.

Lingjue clenched her fist and roared at the cemetery. "Night owl, you son of a bitch, get out of here!"

The owl is still quiet, as if there is no one here.

"A Yun, take people to search around here, be careful on the ground and in the sky, as well as the surrounding tombstones."

"Yes!"

Lingjue's hand trembled a little. She went to hold on to Mulan's hand. "Don't be afraid..."

The original beautiful little face of Mu Lu is now bloodless, and her bright eyes are tightly closed, as if she would break when she touched her.

Lingjue hates the Nightowl deeply. He should have strong witchcraft, or he can't control the wooden owl.

Lingjue's healing moistens her body little by little. The wooden face heals at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the wound on her body.

"Sir, I can't untie their seals." Tangyuan is a little desperate. It's still useless.

Lingjue didn't speak. She focused on the treatment of Muli. The witchcraft could seal the power. They couldn't use it. It was terrible.