"Old man on crutches, mother-in-law, chasing blood sword..."Niu Xingxiong is like a few towns, and there are two unnamed ones.

"Hehe... General Niu, it's been a long time since "the old man on crutches bowed politely, just like a kind old man."

But the old man is cruel and likes to eat human skin.

"What are you polite to him" The voice is like a yellow bird entering the hollow valley orchid, and it sounds good.

The old man on crutches was not angry, and said with a smile: "Old friends, it is inevitable to reminisce about the past, and the lady really doesn't know the etiquette."

Granny You's face is wearing a light veil, a graceful blue gown, revealing a beautiful shoulder blade and a blood-spurting career line, with a smile and a smile.

"Reminiscing?" Granny You despised it and said unceremoniously: "What is there to catch up with him?" As he spoke, he stared at Niu Xingxiong, full of hatred.

Niu Xingxiong's hair was scattered, coughing violently, listening to the conversation between the two, he seemed to be a little disunited, thinking left and right for a moment, greatly delaying time, and said with full anger: "Both of you are old-timers in the rivers and lakes, this troubled water is not easy to go!" ”

The Blood Sword drew out the long sword, and said in an emotionless tone: "Hurry up, the purpose matters" After speaking, he rushed out first.

The three of them hurriedly followed, scattering in all directions, and one of them stood in a corner.

The remaining two Niu Xingxiong didn't know each other, but they saw the two of them bouncing up and down, going straight to the second floor, obviously they were also masters of light skills.

Niu Xingxiong was too busy to look at Qin Zheng on the second floor of the attic, only to see the latter nodding, signaling not to worry, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly thinking that Qin Zheng is also a member of the royal family, it is impossible that there are not one or two masters around him, but it is inconvenient to be exposed.

Since this is the case, let go and quickly deal with the four people in front of you.

"Soldiers, !! formation"

"Whoa!"

I saw two generals with long weapons and one with short weapons back to back, attacking and defending freely.

But it's a pity that Niu Xingxiong's personal soldiers are not many.

When he fought with the masked man, he was already broken on the spot.

The three teams formed a team to resist the old man on crutches and the mother-in-law, but it was very difficult, after all, he was an old man who had gone through thousands of battles on the rivers and lakes, even if the number of people was disparity and the strength was tough, it was still not enough to see.

From time to time, you can hear bursts of screams.

Niu Xingxiong held a long knife and fought happily with the blood-chasing sword.

The blood sword was originally a bitter student, and when he met a woman, the two fell in love deeply, but who knew that the woman was beautiful and fragrant, and was coveted by the young master of the family.

The scholar entered Beijing to catch the exam, and he was the champion of high school in high spirits, and he returned to his hometown to know that the woman had been played by the young master of the family, and he was put into the green building after being tired.

But the right is like a fart, not only is there no punishment, but his life is almost put into it, back and forth, and finally becomes this appearance.

Niu Xingxiong's eyes were dizzy at the moment, and he was a little weak in the front and back, and he was chased and beaten by the blood sword.

Niu Wen was entangled by Fang San, fanning flowers and resisting the spear.

Fang San was not in a hurry, knowing that Niu Wen was highly poisoned, and the current situation could not hold on for a while, he was protecting Zhu Ying with fire in his eyes.

"Beautiful lady, I'll come to feel sorry for you in a while," Fang San said while defending, smiling lewdly.

Suddenly, there was a scream, attracting everyone's attention.

On the second floor of the attic, a black shadow was covered with transparent holes, falling from the upper floor, leaving only breath, and from time to time there was a bellows sound in his throat.

After a while, the dead could no longer die.

On the second floor of Wukun Pavilion, Qin Zheng bowed to the middle-aged man who had no sorrow or joy, the man stood on the railing and looked at the dead man who was not breathing, nodded, turned around and walked to the back, sat on the side and fell asleep with a hat.

Qin Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, this middle-aged man was sent to protect himself, and he only listened to the orders of the Jingguo royal family, and was not dominated by others.

Even how tempting he is, he can't say anything.

As for the other person in the rivers and lakes, seeing that he has long since died, he has no whereabouts.

Qin Zheng had no choice but to give up, not speaking, silently paying attention to the changes in the field, but holding a piece of white jade gilt token in his hand, he didn't dare to move.

Niu Wen spurted out a mouthful of black blood, was knocked to the ground by Fang San, and fell to Zhu Ying's side.

The latter was in a hurry, and at the moment his feet were unconscious, and he couldn't stand up.

Seeing Niu Wen blocking Fang San to the death, he was inexplicably moved in his heart, he was still fighting for life and death before, but at this moment he was desperately fighting each other.

His heart was like a thousand threads entangled, pursed his lips, and pleaded: "You go quickly, you don't have to take your life for me"

Niu Wen shook his head with black blood, wiped the black blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, and said resolutely: "You were injured by me, I am responsible for you" After speaking, his eyes were bright.

Zhu Ying was filled with joy and sorrow in an instant, his father couldn't take revenge in a different place, but he was so concerned and accommodating, and the eyes that looked at Niu Wen changed from incomprehension to understanding, and gradually became a kind of spiritual support.

At this moment, the city was filled with raging fires and smoke, screams, and panic.

"That's... Hongcheng Mansion in the north of the city, as well as the Zhu family"

Fang San naturally also noticed the situation in Hongcheng, and laughed wantonly: "It seems that those people have succeeded"

The Blood Sword nodded imperceptibly, let go of the Blood Sword in his hand, withdrew the scabbard, and snorted: "Don't forget what you promised!" "It seems to be speaking to people, and it is like saying something to yourself.

Zhu Ying sat on the ground paralyzed, and for a while, he had nothing, his eyes were blank, and he looked up to the sky and wept helplessly.

Just after the blood sword left, Qin Zheng looked at the danger a little bit, but if he didn't move the middle-aged man, he could only go deep into the danger and force him to commit it.

While this is not a fair-looking move, some things have to be so.

Qin Zheng is only a literati, and there are more than half a hundred people, plus he works day and night, and his temples are already gray.

Panting and being helped onto the stage, there were only three people who followed Qin Zheng.

The middle-aged man looked at Qin Zheng to see what he was going to do? As a result, he walked directly to Niu Xingxiong.

At this moment, Niu Xingxiong's brain was dizzy, his face was black, and the poison was like an insect with marrow, biting hard.

And Niu Xingxiong still straightened his waist, the long knife on the top of his hand stood still, his eyelids were heavy, and he was shining between opening and closing.

The old man on crutches and his mother-in-law had already taken steps, and it seemed to Niu Xingxiong and the others that a group of generals had just died tragically on the spot, and the death was very cruel.

After the middle-aged man looked at it, between the ups and downs, he had quietly appeared, in front of Fang San and others.

"One step ahead! Die!!! ”

The middle-aged man looked around at the three of them, standing in front of him with a horse chopping knife, his eyes looking straight ahead, and his roar was like thunder.

The faces of the three people on crutches were a little dignified, this person was full of blood and blood, and his foundation was strong.

Such characters should not be obscure, the three of them looked at each other, looking for the answer to no avail, if they knew in their hearts, even hearsay, it would not match the information.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to force him to make a move to know how many catties and taels he had.

If you can't take the three of them, the son is to blame, then there is really death and no life, compared with the middle-aged man and the son, the former is still kind.

Fang Sansan's eyes changed left and right, and no one wanted to be the first to go.

No one is stupid, and if you don't know the details, you're afraid of death.

"Forget it! You three can't beat him."

The voice is ethereal and illusory, fighting and killing, ruthless and decisive, without taking away the slightest emotion.

The white clothes are better than the snow, a trace of dust, otherwise, the white hair is lightly tied, and it tends to walk again, and it seems to stop in place.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he frowned tightly, clenched the handle of the knife, and a sense of crisis swept over.

"Childe Wan'an." Fang Sansan hurriedly stood beside him, bowed down to say goodbye, cold sweat on his forehead, unfavorable work, and trembled with fear in his heart.

"That's it!" Pianpian Gongzi is a beautiful person, and he is rarely as beautiful as he was back then, but he has a blue-faced fanged mask on his face, which is murderous.