Everyone shook their heads and chattered that they had heard screams and came out to find someone dead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shanning frowned.

It's getting weirder and weirder, if this man is the murderer, since no one saw him kill people, he ran back to do something, is it really spying news? If it's spying on the news, how can it be so easy to be discovered.

"Who found the body first?" Shanning continued to ask.

Qingping stood up, "Master, it's a disciple. ”

Shanning nodded, as if expected, "So, it was you who screamed?" ”

Qingping nodded, there was still a trace of fear on his face, "The disciple saw the corpse for the first time in his life, and he panicked in his heart, so he screamed out in fright. ”

Shanning snorted and sighed, "That's ......"

Before the words landed, a white shadow flashed, and a cold light suddenly exploded in front of Li Fuyao.

Fast as a ghost.

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly, and with a bang, the pure sky between the lightning and stone fire came out of the sheath, holding Shanning's abrupt dagger, and then stabbed the heart with a backhand sword.

Shanning sighed, reversed his waist, and at the same time as an iron plate bridge dodged, his legs kicked Li Fu's jaw backwards.

Li Fuyao didn't even think about it, his upper body rippled slightly, and the pure sky in his hand was reversed, straight into Shanning's chest from top to bottom, if Shanning couldn't dodge, he would be nailed directly to the ground.

Between the lightning and the fire, Shanning turned over at an incredible angle, dodged in the air, and stopped attacking after landing.

Many women were thrilled to see it.

Abbot Shanning actually has such a powerful skill, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

The man who was cleaned up and had a sharp presence all over his body was not bad, and the azure brilliance that rippled between the swing of the sword in his hand was really amazing.

It's too handsome.

Li Fu shook his hand to hold the pure sky, and said with a wry smile: "Master, it's really not me. ”

Shanning nodded, "I know. ”

Although he only fought two moves with this man, Shanning already understood that this person's skills were definitely not under him, and even similar to Gongsun Changqing in the Wude period.

People with this kind of skills are peerless masters, and they should not come to assassinate an insignificant widow.

If so, then the sentence of killing chickens with a knife is answered.

Shanning looked at Qingping, "Who died?" ”

Li Fuyao sighed when he heard this, who else could it be, of course it was Wu Cong.

Qingping shook his head, "The disciple doesn't know. But he didn't mean to look at the corpse, obviously he was indeed a little afraid of the corpse.

Shanning took two steps forward, turned the corpse over, and glanced at it, "This is ......"

A woman with sharp eyes immediately called: "It's Han Zhaoyi!" ”

Li Fuyao, whose mood fell to underestimation, heard this, looked at the corpse incredulously, and suddenly sighed, Nima, scared Lao Tzu to death, it is really not Wu Cong.

In other words, there is something wrong with this Zhaoyi, the height and Wu Cong seem to be different, even the clothes and hairstyles are similar.

Could it be that someone wanted to kill Wu Cong, but killed the wrong person?

It's possible.

Li Fuyao was pondering, but suddenly there was a shock.

Han Zhaoyi's corpse, which was supposed to be lifeless, sat up suddenly, and at the same time, a cold light shone brightly, stabbing Master Shanning's chest with lightning speed.

A dagger kills!

This time it happened suddenly, and everyone could only watch.

Li Fuyao was also stunned.

I never dreamed that the person who was supposed to be a corpse came back to life, and he was going to kill Shanning.

It's just a moment.

As strong as Shanning, he couldn't completely dodge, just got up slightly, but he couldn't completely avoid the dagger, Li Fuyao didn't even have time to use the golden finger that had stagnated in time, and he saw that he got the cold light and stabbed into Shanning's lower abdomen.

Burst!

Blood splattered.

In the moonlight and candlelight, it is as stunning as a dazzling flower.

The next moment, Shanning's dagger plunged into the throat of Han Zhaoyi's corpse.

So Han Zhaoyi really died.

She still opened her eyes wide, and she didn't believe that her dagger had obviously been inserted into Master Shanning's lower abdomen, why did she still have the strength to kill herself.

The same dagger, how could she be so fast?

I'm not reconciled......

However, Shanning was also uncomfortable, and the dagger on his lower abdomen was almost completely submerged, and the blood burst out, staining the moon-white monk's robe red.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing what was really going on.

Someone wants to kill Master Shanning, why?

However......

Suddenly, there was a sword light shining again.

Silver sword light!

Like a round of shock, as fast as lightning stabbed the injured Shanning in the back, wanting to stab Shanning through with a sword.

Shanning is Xiao Mei after all, the powerful woman who slaughtered more than a dozen guards of Chai Shao in an instant, even if she was injured at the moment, she still had the power to fight back, but she never thought who the owner of this sword was.

Shanning felt the sword wind, turned his head and saw the distorted face, and suddenly it was Qingping.

Closed disciple Qingping.

She was going to kill herself?

Why?

Shanning couldn't understand that the disciple he had cultivated wholeheartedly wanted to assassinate him.

So he was stunned for a moment.

However, this moment is enough to kill a person.

The sword was about to penetrate Shanning's back.

Good rather than die!

A flush of excitement welled up on Qingping's distorted face, and his eyes flashed with wild desire—Master, please die.

But - time stood still!

Qingping's sword was no more than half an inch away from Shanning's back.

The distorted expression on his face was like a sculpture, the desire flickering in his eyes was like a flame, and the green tendons in his hands were bursting out.

Shanning turned his head to look at Qingping, with a stunned expression.

In my eyes, there was a deep pity—a kind of mercy that I don't go to hell and who goes to hell.

Han Zhaoyi's body no longer bleeds.

Everyone around them remained stunned, either with their eyes wide open, or covering their mouths and screaming silently, or hiding behind their female companions and poking out half their heads...... Everything in Ganye Temple fell into a standstill.

The flowing clouds of the waning moon on the sky dome also stood still in an instant.

Time stands still, no more, no less than three seconds.

Han Zhaoyi's assassination of Shanning was too abrupt, and Li Fuyao didn't expect that the corpse was actually pretended to be a living person, and it was a golden finger that didn't have time to use time at all.

But at this moment, Li Fuyao had already reacted.

If even the corpse capital can assassinate Shanning, then everyone present may assassinate Shanning.

It was the moment the silver sword light exploded, Li Fuyao used the golden finger of time stagnation - Shanning is Xiaomei, how can I bear to watch her die in front of me.

The pure sky brought up an azure light, like a shocking rainbow, a sword pierced Qingping's chest, and kicked her away.

Li Fuyao stood beside Shanning with his sword.

Time returned to normal.

Qingping lay on the ground incredibly, and when the pain hit, he found that there was a blood hole in his chest, a blood hole pierced by a sword, and looked at the man holding a long sword next to the master, and there was still blood on the sword.

Kiyohei looked at his chest again and wailed.

How can it be?

Why did he get hit by the sword, it seems to be just a matter of an instant, no, it seems that it is not in an instant, and it seems to be ...... Nothing happened, his sword was about to stab the master, but in the blink of an eye, he was lying on the ground with his sword.

What's going on?