In Cuiping Township, on the street where Ma's house is located, the hustle and bustle of the past is yesterday's yellow flower.

It was silent, empty, like a dead street.

The shops here are even more completely closed than Lin Bao Pavilion, and even the windows that originally had no curtains were nailed with wooden planks at this time, which can be described as a tight fit, but I am afraid that even the wind will not be able to penetrate it.

The whole street, all kinds of stalls and carts are in the middle of the road, and the things sold on them are scattered all over the ground, a mess.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the chaotic streets, carrying a thick gray cloud towards Qin Shuyu at the entrance of the street.

According to common sense, even if the sun is obscured by dark clouds on a summer afternoon, the wind blowing must be sultry.

And when the wind blowing from Ma's house at the end of the alley hit the face of Qin Shuyu, who was galloping over, he felt a chill that made him chill all over.

This is clearly a killing wind condensed by the aura of Dao Slaughter.

Even the horse that Qin Shuyu was sitting on suddenly neighed, and stopped its galloping iron hooves, as if it was unwilling to step into this street.

Qin Shuyu turned over, stretched out his hand and groped the horse's face over and over again, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and said, "Man, you also feel it?"

The horse neighed again and shook his head a few times, which seemed to mean that Qin Shuyu was going to retreat, and the road ahead was full of murderous opportunities.

Qin Shuyu turned his head, stared slightly at the direction of the Ma family, which was already surging, and muttered: "The Ma family is in a matter of life and death, if I retreat, I will become a treacherous person, then my previous efforts will be completely in vain." ”

Although the cold murderous aura was thick, it couldn't chill the blood in his heart.

The horse seemed to feel its strong will to keep its promise from Qin Shuyu's palm, and no longer pouted its hooves, and his expression gradually settled down.

Qin Shuyu withdrew his hand to comfort the horse, touched the bloody sword on his waist, clenched the hilt of the sword with his five fingers in turn, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Besides, although there may be hundreds of enemies, and I am only one person and one sword, I am not afraid of them, I will kill them." ”

He turned his head, stared at the horse's brass bell-like eyes, chuckled suddenly, and said, "Do you think I should go?" ”

Chapter 90 of "The Supreme Husband of the Eldest Lady", killing is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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