But the lion's head still cautiously asked, "Where were you just now?"

The maid was obviously frightened, and she couldn't even speak, and the two maids next to her said, "We were sleeping just now, and when we heard the old man screaming, we got up together, and she was with us all the time." ”

The maid hurriedly nodded desperately, and finally trembled, and said, "I, I sleep outside." ”

The lion's head was even more sure that the person just now was not this maid.

In the middle of the night, he slept in a daze, and suddenly saw a delicate maid like a flower appear in front of him, his heart was so moved that he didn't even distinguish her voice, although it was also a woman's delicate voice, but there was a slight difference with this maid, this difference in tone, if he was alert enough, he could distinguish it, but he didn't, so he fell into the way.

It turned out that the Assassin was actually a master of disguise, able to appear next to her in the guise of her maid and cut off his right wrist when he was most inadvertent.

He didn't understand why this assassin didn't cut off his neck, because at that moment, when he was so lustful and lost his soul, the other party could have done this. Why did you just cut off one of your right wrists?

Just as he was confused, there was a scream outside, it was a woman's voice, as if it was an old woman.

Immediately after, the scream came to the door from far and near, stumbled into an old woman, and said urgently: "Master, it's not good, it's not good......

The old woman was obviously frightened enough, and kept screaming that it was not good

The lion's head endured the severe pain and roared, "What are you panicking about?"

The old woman was frightened by the lion's head's angry shout, and quickly stammered: "The old man went to the latrine just now, passed by the backyard, heard something in the grass, and when he looked over, he found two dead bodies......

The lion's head was taken aback, and with his left hand tightly pinching the severed wrist of his right hand, he hurried out the door and into the backyard. I saw two corpses lying in the grass beside the road in the backyard, with a pool of blood on the side of their necks, and the corpses were in a strange posture, and they had been dead for a long time. If you look closely, it is his two apprentices.

These two apprentices were arranged to guard the backyard in case the beggars came to sneak attack, but they died tragically here.

The lion's head stooped over and looked at them, and found that the necks of the two corpses had been cut off with a sharp blade and most of their throats, so it was no wonder that they did not even make a sound.

These two are his beginner disciples, although their martial arts are not as good as him, but they have already obtained his true inheritance of seven or eight points, but they didn't expect that there was no fierce fighting, and no one was alarmed, and the two of them died here.

The old woman ran from the back all the way to his bedroom, screaming all the way, and there were already many maids and women looking around to discuss what was going on, but still not a single of his disciples showed up.

The lion's head stood up suspiciously, turned his head over, and was about to go to the rooms to check what was wrong with the disciples, at this moment, at his feet, under the dead disciple, quietly stretched out a crescent-like crescent-like crescent meniscus knife, the cold light flashed, and the grass was silently broken into two, when the grass was broken, the meniscus knife cut into the right foot of the lion's head, this knife, almost no sound of cutting bones, the right foot of the lion's head and the sole of the foot were divided into two.

At this moment, the lion's head was about to step out, and his right foot stepped out, but he stepped into the air, as if the ground was shortened, and staggered forward, and the broken leg of his right foot stepped on the mud.

And it was then that the sharp pain quickly spread to his brain. His eyes only saw from the lantern carried by the maid that his right leg was white, and a right foot was missing.

He threw forward heavily, but he did not hesitate, and rolled on the ground, rolled away, and at the same time protected his left palm in front of his chest, and looked back, but there was no enemy attack, only two corpses on the grass. He couldn't even tell where the knife came from. However, as soon as his eyes fell on the ball of his severed right foot, he immediately concluded that the Assassin was hiding under the corpses of his two dead and slain disciples as cover, cutting off one of his legs while he was unprepared.

The lion's head was furious, his left palm slapped on the ground, his whole body rose into the air, and he flipped a heel in the air, with the momentum of a thunderbolt, with incomparable anger, with the most powerful skill in his history, he slashed into the grass where the corpse was.

There was a thud, and the grass on the ground fell to the ground, and the two corpses were shocked and flew out. However, there was no sign of the Assassin underneath or around the corpse.

He landed on one leg and stood firm, looking around, contemplating where the Assassin might have escaped. However, he soon fell into a panic, because he had broken one of his right hands and one of his right legs, and blood gushed out from the broken legs. With only his left hand and left foot, facing such a ferocious assassin, even if he can find the other party to fight the other party, he is no match at this moment.

Now to save his life, he cried out in horror: "Quick, come quickly, help me tie my legs, quickly." ”

How could these things be done by ordinary maids? They didn't even know where the Jinchuang medicine was. And the lion head has not been injured for many years, and he does not walk the rivers and lakes, nor does he carry gold creation medicine on his body. He didn't even know where his family's Jinchuang medicine was.

And now he only has one left hand to use, and the bleeding from the broken right foot is much faster than the right one. Therefore, he immediately let go of his right wrist, pinched the broken right foot with his left hand, looked at the bewildered maid and shouted: "Quick, tear off a strip of cloth and help me tie the wound, quick! Tie the broken wound, and then call Lang Zhong, hurry." ”。

The maid finally came to her senses, tore off the cloth strips of her skirt in a panic, and came up to help him wrap the broken wounds on his hands and feet. However, they had no professional training at all, and the binding effect was limited, and the blood quickly soaked through the tied strips of cloth.

The rapid blood loss made the lion's head feel dizzy, weak, and full of stars, he quickly grabbed a strip of cloth, bit one end with his teeth, strangled his arm at the other end, and raised his right foot, and also bit the strip of cloth with his mouth, and tied the upper part of the calf to death, so that the blood flow finally slowed down.

At this time, it starts to rain and gradually gets heavier. A maid and a maid nervously wanted to come over and help him back to the room, but the lion's head sat in the mud and did not get up, he looked at the two dead bodies on the grass in horror, thinking about what had just happened.

Judging from what the woman had just said, the old woman was going to the toilet and passing by the backyard when she heard a noise in the grass, apparently the Assassin had deliberately sent it out so that the old woman could find the body so that she could lure herself over, and then hide under the body to carry out a sneak attack. The shrewdness of the whole layout and the ruthlessness of the means are really chilling.

With such a loud noise, almost the maids and women in the entire courtyard got up, but they still didn't see one of their disciples appear beside him, and the lion's heart had sunk to the bottom, and he almost didn't need to look at it to conclude that his disciples were afraid that they had all been poisoned.

If you want to kill these people in your sleep, it is no different from killing chickens and ducks.

Still, he ordered the maid to rush to see what had happened to his disciples.

Soon, screams and screams rang out in the courtyard, and some maids and maids came to report that his disciples had all died tragically in the house or on the patrol line, and that their necks had also been cut off. Even his outer disciples died tragically in the side rooms where they lived, and almost all of them were cut off by knives.

Why is this murderer so vicious? Killing the whole of his own house? To be precise, not everyone in the whole house, but all the disciples of the whole house. -- As for the maid-in-law, none of them harmed. It seems that the Assassin came for himself, cutting off one of his right hands and one of his right legs, but not taking his own life, apparently with the intention of tormenting himself with fear.

Thinking of this, the lion's head laughed and shouted at the night sky: "Come out! You have the ability to come out, let me see who you are? Why do you do this to me? Where did I offend you? If you have the ability, you will show up and explain to me!"

The lion's head barked several times, but only his voice echoed in the rain, and nothing else responded.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the lion's head was drenched all over his body, and the maid did not dare to go, so she stood by and carried a lantern to guard him.

In the rain, the severed foot of the lion's head bleeds faster. He knew that if he continued like this, his life would not be saved. He didn't want to show his vulnerability in front of these people, so he slapped his palm on the mud floor, and the water splashed, and his whole body rose into the air and landed firmly on the ground.

It's a beautiful move, but how to walk next? He couldn't think of a very chic way for a long time. Because he is already missing the sole of his foot, even if he walks directly in the mud with a broken foot, he will limp and cannot talk about chic. If you jump on one leg, it will be more ugly like a lame frog.

He gritted his teeth, reached over, and looked at her maid.

The two maids understood, and immediately came over and grabbed his hand one by one, and helped him to walk forward. He felt that this posture was more imposing than jumping back on one leg alone.

He didn't rush back, but let the two maids support him, and first went to the house of several of his disciples to have a look, and sure enough, as the maids said, the disciples were basically lying on the bed, most of their necks were cut off, and the blood soaked the bedding, and it seemed that they had been killed in their sleep.

He didn't say a word, his face was gloomy, and he let the two maids help him back to the master bedroom. Let the maid put him on the bed, and his whole body is wet.

The maids and women in the house were all nervous, looking at each other, trembling, thinking about what to do next, wondering if this vicious killer would come to kill them.

Only a few of his personal maids were busy changing his clothes. Before he could take off his wet clothes, there was a strange laugh in the night sky. The voice flickered high and low, left and right, as if a ghost was floating in the air: "Lion head, your time of death has come!"