Chen Sixuan fell asleep again accompanied by Li Peizi.

Li Peizi was very sober, her beautiful eyes kept staring at her sister who was close to her, and sighed softly.

"Kill him!"

The Ninth National Congress made people wake up from their grief, and their eyes all fell on Qin Fan like knives.

"Kill my kindred, and behead my family! His crime should be punished! His crime should be punished by the nine clans!"

The mausoleum keeper at the head roared, and he strode forward with red eyes and grabbed Qin Fan's neck. Just as he was about to crush his neck, the fierceness on his face suddenly froze.

"Dead?"

One of his fingers was pinching the artery in Qin Fan's neck, and he couldn't feel any beating at all.

"Really dead?"

He looked at Qin Fan in disbelief, and several other people also came over and surrounded Qin Fan, who was still standing in place with his eyes open. But no one dared to approach except the person who was the leader, even if he said that Qin Fan was dead.

"Why can you still keep your eyes open when you're dead?" someone looked at Qin Fan vigilantly. Can't believe it.

Qin Fan's appearance was too hideous, the wounds scraped by the fangs had covered most of his face, black and hideous, covered in blood, the flesh and blood of one palm were blurred, and four steel knives were deeply inserted into the flesh and blood of his limbs, Qin Fan in front of him was like an ancient demon crawling out of the Shura Hell, standing in place, lying full of corpses around him, which was daunting.

His face was scraped by Wei Xiaotian's fist gloves, and for such a long time, he had already lost consciousness, and his eyes couldn't be closed. “

The leader looked at Qin Fan coldly and said in a low voice, "It's too cheap for him to die like this." Obey the will of the head of the family, cut off his limbs, and hang them in the Acropolis Square to set an example!"

Hearing this, the four mausoleum guards stepped forward cautiously, but when they saw that the leader was not moving, they asked, "Why didn't you make a move?"

The person at the head glanced at them, although he was also afraid that Qin Fan in front of him was cheating to death, but in front of so many people, if he was afraid of even a dead corpse, after Wei Qingtian died, how could he lead the Wei clan?

"A bunch of waste! I'm even afraid of a dead person, I don't believe that Qin Fan can come back to life and kill me with his own hands!"

said. He stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the steel knife inserted in Qin Fan's right button, took a deep breath, exerted force in his palm, and suddenly grabbed the steel knife and slashed down!

Poof!

A splash of blood.

The remaining eight mausoleum guards stepped back in unison, and the leader turned around and scolded: "A bunch of fools, what are you afraid of? It's just that I accidentally got stuck in the joint, waste!"

He felt that the steel knife was stuck somewhere, and after taking a deep breath, he turned around and exerted his five fingers again, and he heard a "click"! His eyelids jumped, his eyes showed joy, and at the same time, he secretly scolded himself for not being productive. It's just a matter of cutting off a dead man's shoulder, and he's so nervous that it's really useless.

"Click!"

Just when he was about to blow up. When Qin Fan's right arm was directly cut off, another crisp sound sounded, and the eight people behind him retreated in unison again, and this time, even he couldn't help but tremble and took a step back.

The steel knife is broken!

His eyes widened. Looking at the broken steel knife in the palm of his hand in disbelief, he was covered in a cold sweat!

"This, how is this possible?" he said in a trembling voice, how could a person's bone hardness be so strong that even a hard steel knife could be snapped?

But. When he saw the horror in the eyes of the other mausoleum guards getting more and more intense, and even had a look of retreat, he gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, he grabbed the broken knife in his hand, and without saying a word, he directly plunged it into Qin Fan's throat!

He didn't want to let a dead man scare their guts!

It's humiliation!

The greatest shame of my life!

Bang!

Click!

Just when the broken knife was about to tear Qin Fan's throat, the tip of the broken knife was full of fire, and less than a third of the broken knife was actually shattered at this moment, leaving only a bare hilt, which was held in his hand.

"This. What's going on?!"

He stared at the hilt of the knife in his hand with a miserable face, and was so frightened that he took two steps back and sat directly on the ground.

"Run, run, Qin Fan is not dead, he can't die, he is a devil, he is a devil, he is a devil, go quickly, or you and I will have to die here." I can't go back!"

Behind him, I don't know who yelled.

All the mausoleum guards looked at Qin Fan, who was standing in place without moving, in horror, and shouted. Scattered.

Only the leader was still sitting on the ground, and he looked at the hilt of the knife in his hand in disbelief and shook his head desperately. "Impossible! This is impossible! Obviously dead, dead! How can we be frightened away by a corpse! Pretend to be a ghost! I'll tear off your head right now and see how hard your neck is!"

Fear to the extreme, it's anger.

After being hit one after another, the man was like crazy, his hair was scattered, he got up from the ground with a roar with the hilt of his knife, threw himself in front of Qin Fan, roared, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Fan's throat, as long as he tore him apart directly!

Poof!

A stream of blood bloomed at the center of his eyebrows.

He still kept grabbing Qin Fan's throat in his hand, and his fingertips had even touched the skin that made him feel extremely frightened, but he couldn't move forward half an inch anymore, and the whole person leaned behind him, and the dead body fell to the ground.

On the ground, there was another corpse.

The other mausoleum guards could not stand the horror in their hearts for a long time, and they scattered as birds and beasts, and fled as if they had left this terrifying forbidden place.

It's silent.

Crash.

The calm lotus pond is horizontal, rolling up a white splash.

A human head poked out of the pool.

The head was covered in green paint, and even its eyes were pitch black, blending in perfectly with the night around it.

After the human head poked out, he first looked around at the surrounding environment, and then quietly came to the shore, turned over ashore, and quietly walked behind Qin Fan.

And at this moment, one after another figures in the same costume began to appear on the surface of the lotus pond, there were six or seven people, and they passed through the water without making a sound, and after going ashore, they came to Qin Fan in an alternate cover, besieging Qin Fan in a circle, and aiming at the surroundings with a black portable assault gun!

"Alive. “

The first person to go ashore took out a vital signs instrument and swept it over Qin Fan's chest, and then took off the night vision observation device, revealing a pair of familiar eyes.

"Brother Hao, what should we do now?" the soldier who was squatting in front of Qin Fan asked in a low voice.

"Transfer Qin Fan out first, find a way to treat the injury, I will take a team to see Miss Jiang, and after half an hour, the city gate will be reunited!"

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