Chapter 1897 Blood Wash (3)

She was very worried at the moment, and went to see Jiang Shaobai, the elder of the elders.

There was almost no hesitation, and Ye Qingyi immediately picked up the little white tiger and headed for the direction of the Presbyterian Church.

On top of this road, the bloodstains everywhere, and the bodies of Jiang’s disciples who fell on the road, made Ye Qing’s heart tremble.

On the back side of Taiyuan Valley, it has been dyed red by blood. Those disciples who have been dead for a long time are falling to the side of the road without fear of death.

Ye Qingyi rushed to the Presbyterian Church.

But when she stood in the presbyterian church, her face instantly turned pale.

In the Presbyterian Church, the elders, such as the elders, are "sitting" in the Presbyterian Church.

"Dried elders..." Ye Qing's red lips were slightly open, and looked at the dry elders who were hanging their heads and sitting on the chairs, smelling a strong **** smell between the breath.

The elders sat there silently, as they have in the past.

Only his arms were nailed to the handle of the chair with two-finger steel nails, his shoulders were nailed to the back of the chair, and his legs were nailed to the chair...

The blood flowed along the wounds of the elders and gathered with the blood of other elders, dyeing the floor of the entire hall of the Presbyterian Hall dark red.

The elders are dead, and the other elders in the Taiyuan Valley are dead.

They were nailed to the chair, full of foolishness and irony.

It's like playing with the playthings.

"Less white..." Ye Qing's heart's uneasiness became more and more obvious, and she rushed around looking for the traces of Jiang Shaobai.

In the end, she only saw a bunch of fresh footprints on the ground full of blood in the Presbyterian Church.

The footprints were a bit messy, and the blood-stained footprints continued straight from the room to the outside.

Ye Qingyi chased out the footprints left by Jiang Shaobai.

On the square passing by, Ye Qingzhen discovered the figure of Jiang Shaobai.

"Sister Qing." Jiang Shaobai seems to feel the arrival of Ye Qingyi, he slowly turned around, the face is full of smiles on weekdays, but now full of oyster smile.

"Everyone... seems to be dead..."

Ye Qingying saw that Jiang Shaobai was as good as ever, and this was a relief.

"This place should not be left for a long time. We immediately returned to the Jiang family and told the king of the matter." Ye Qingyi did not know what happened here. The Taiyuan Valley is too dangerous now.

Jiang Shaobai nodded and later paused: "Do you see Jiang Yizhen?"

Ye Qing stunned for a moment and said for a moment: "I saw..."

"died?"

Ye Qingqi and the invisible nodded.

There was a bitter smile on Jiang Shaobai’s face. "Also, even the elders have not been spared. His strength is so bad, how can he survive?"

Ye Qingqi did not know how to open, and for Jiang Yijun's death, Ye Qingyi's heart was also very uncomfortable.

"When I first came to Taiyuan Valley, the first Jiang family disciple I saw was Jiang Yizhen. He was very arrogant. After being beaten by me, he was more honest..." Jiang Shaobai’s voice was hoarse. .

Ye Qingyi lowered his eyes and didn't know how to comfort him.

"Sister Qing, we will return to Jiang, the domain king will be able to find out who is under the hand, I must revenge for the fool of Jiang Yizhen." Jiang Shaobai took a deep breath.

Ye Qingyi nodded and knew that Jiang Shaobai’s heart must be very uncomfortable. What he said now would not help.

Only find the murderer, this blood debt, they can come back!

(End of this chapter)