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Lao Zhaohua got up in a hurry, still smiling, and said good-naturedly, "Gotta grin, Master Bing!"

After that, he looked at Qin Hao with a playful look, his cloudy old eyes narrowed so that there was only one slit left, and he said complacently: "The reason why you can't leave the stool is because you hid something under the stool." This can also explain why you get up from the stool in the first place after the table is destroyed, because you want to divert our attention to you, so as to ignore the hidden person's stool.www.biquge.info ”

After saying everything, the old man came to the middle-aged Taoist's chariot with a shy face, and said with a smile, "My lord, I don't believe you slapped your head on the chair, and you can definitely shoot a dead man." ”

When a beggar told the truth, the faces of the soldiers were a little unbearable, especially the middle-aged Taoist sitting on the chariot, as if he had eaten a live child, and his face was blue and speechless.

He felt that his act of splitting the wooden table with one palm was silly, like a clown on the stage with a big stone broken on his chest. In order to make up for this mistake, the middle-aged Taoist began to condense his spiritual power again, ready to urge a sharp palm, causing three feet of red to sputter out from under the damn chair.

The atmosphere was so tense that it was almost stagnant, and on weekdays, the neighbors cast sympathetic glances at Qin Hao and the others, and sighed in their hearts, such a kind-hearted little couple was going to die at a young age, it's a pity.

The pock-faced man who had just bought the medicine was pale-faced at the moment, he moved his lips and took a small step forward with his left foot, as if he wanted to be filled with righteous indignation.

However, after seeing the mighty and domineering soldier with a blade in hand, the pock-faced man finally lowered his head and dodged into the crowd.

The bold spectators who passed by formed a circle one after another, wanting to see how high the blood could collapse and what kind of unlucky guy was hiding inside.

The woman holding the child covered the child's eyes with a frightened face, but she couldn't help but lean forward.

In a quiet life, curiosity is needed. Once they find that it is none of their business, the easiest and favorite thing for people to do is to use the misery of others to set off their own happiness and superiority, which is the so-called schadenfreude.

It's not a vice, and it's not a problem. Because everyone is like this, everyone understands each other and takes it for granted......

As the master of this incident, Qin Hao had no reason not to deal with it.

The spiritual power quietly overflowed, and a fishy sweet aura emanated from Qin Hao's body. The hypocritical and flattering smile on his face disappeared, his flabby palm suddenly stiffened, and the Xue Lan sword appeared silently, faintly flickering with a cold glow.

There is no way out, only to draw his sword and face each other! Qin Hao's eyes condensed one by one.

The golden palm print condensed, the spiritual power dispersed, the air was a little hotter, and the middle-aged man looked at Qin Hao with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.

The beggar grinned wider, full of yellow teeth, and smiled even brighter. If this move can please the Taoists, maybe he will not have to be like those companions, who have broken their tendons and thrown into the water of the Luo River to feed the fish.

He didn't feel how shameless he was. Because in his opinion, in order to live, even if a person commits any crime, it is worthy of forgiveness.

At this moment, when everyone thought that the person under the chair was about to be exposed, an incredible scene suddenly happened.

A timid voice came from under the chair, "Grandpa, is that you?"

The voice was soft and weak, and it fell to the ears of the old beggar, but it exploded like thunder. His old face flushed in an instant, his hunched back suddenly straightened up a lot, and a pair of old eyes were round.

Under the chair, in the tiger skin, a slender and delicate little hand stretched out, and then half of the small face was revealed. It was a cute face of a little girl.

However, what this cute little face is about to greet is the sharp golden mangs in the palm of the middle-aged Taoist. It's hard to imagine what a terrible state of affairs this is.

When he saw half of the little girl's side face, the middle-aged man seemed to hesitate for a moment, interrupting the continued condensation of the golden palm print.

But how can there be a turning arrow in the bow, and the relatively weak golden palm prints are still facing the innocent little girl, and they are chopped off on the head.

A bloody scene was about to happen, and even the hardest-hearted soldiers turned their heads one after another, not daring to look directly at this tragedy.

Of course, as expected, tragedy did happen.

It's just that the protagonist of the tragedy is not the little girl, but the old beggar who has been rampant for a long time just now and is hated.

At the moment when the golden light shot out, the old beggar roared angrily, and pounced on the fierce golden ray, and the cloudy old eyes flowed with angry light.

The golden light mercilessly cut off the old beggar's waist, and the blood bloomed in an instant, as beautiful as a mandala flower, slowly penetrating outward.

After a lifetime of nesting, he finally became a hero, and when the old beggar died, his eyes were smiling.

It's a pity that at the moment when he was beheaded, when everyone's eyes were focused on the old beggar, and he was puzzled and dazed, the little girl moved.

She didn't shrink into a corner in fear, nor did she pounce on the so-called "grandpa" and cry. Instead, he wiped a handful of blood splashed on his face like no one else, squeezed out of the crowd and ran forward at an unbelievable speed.

When she ran far away, the onlookers, including Qin Hao, were still stunned.

The little girl was very clever, attracting attention with the help of the old beggar, and then fled with lightning speed. This kind of extraordinary life-and-death reflexes and resolute courage even surpass many adults.

It's a pity that no matter how shrewd she is, she is just a child. Even if the speed is already outstanding, in the eyes of the soldiers, it is a joke.

A soldier took out the lock sleeve, shook it three times and shook it, threw it more than ten meters away, and put it on the little girl's neck impartially, dragging her back little by little.

Unable to be silent any longer, Qin Hao used the exercises to the extreme, his calves straightened, and his body rushed out like lightning, cutting the rope that restrained the little girl.

The moment the rope broke, Qin Hao didn't feel the resistance of the rope at all. For before he drew his sword, the rope had been broken in two.

"Just now, someone preempted me before I made a move?" Qin Hao was puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but turn around to look, but saw a familiar figure.

In the same way, the man was watching himself......

The moment he recognized that person, Qin Hao's face turned pale, and his heart chuckled, and he said in his heart, "How can you be so unlucky!"

If you say that you are fighting with the soldiers just now, there is still a glimmer of life. Well, now it's really on the road. Because standing directly opposite him was Qin Tianyi.

Even if the face could be camouflaged with a human skin mask, the familiar aura of spiritual power operation, as well as the Xue Lan Sword with a lethal symbol, would definitely make Qin Tianyi recognize himself at a glance.

Qin Hao didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only be on guard, preparing for Qin Tianyi's sudden attack. At the very least, he had to hold off Qin Tianyi and these soldiers and give Qin Shuang time to escape.

One second...... Two seconds...... Three-second ......

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