Xinghuan was not surprised at all that the targets of the two killers were him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even, he could guess who was behind it and wanted to kill him.

Because so far, he has not had many enemies.

The biggest possibility is that the wind is free.

Although the opponent is dead, it is perfectly fine to let his subordinates find a killer to assassinate him in the game.

Chasing life to find the upper hand, as long as the other party is not stupid, after a little thought, you can guess that it must be because of him.

From the very beginning, the two have formed a feud and looked at each other from afar.

It's just that Feng Xiaoyao has never taken him seriously.

As for his traces, even if Feng Xiaoyao was too lazy to pay attention to it at first, after the identity of Xiao Li Feidao's successor was spread out in his words, he must have paid attention to it, and it was even very likely that he had guessed that there were two copies of the secret book of Fuyuan Dongtian.

Looking at his traces along the way, it is not difficult to find out as long as those who are interested in it investigate a little.

Of the six doors, there was never an iron pass.

Most of the things in this world can be solved with money.

Man Tingfang said that they had been waiting for five days, and five days ago, it happened to be the day when Feng Xiaoyao died.

Of course, all this is just Xinghuan's speculation, although he has already determined that it is Feng Yaoyao's arrangement behind it, but this is still just speculation.

Perhaps, the two of them were not found by Feng Xiaoyao......

Xinghuan didn't care much about this.

Feng Xiaoyao is dead, and even if the other party starts again, he will never be able to catch up with him.

As for whether it was someone else, he didn't bother to think about it.

It doesn't matter who is looking for the killer, what we are going to do is whether he can survive tonight.

The rivers and lakes are eliminating countless people every day, and countless people are rising every day.

No one can stay on top all the time, and no one can stay dead all the time.

Xinghuan will also die, than tonight, he is very likely to die.

The night was as cold as water, and the number of people boating on the lake gradually decreased, and the crowd began to retreat one after another.

The worn-looking ships were left with other boats scattered around, and at a glance, there were at least half fewer boats on the lake.

The moon and stars in the night sky are reflected in the clear water, and occasionally, there are ripples on the water.

In the cabin, Xinghuan was warm and fragrant, and the wine in the jade wine glass became a column, and not a drop was sucked into his mouth very casually and flowed into his body.

Every time he finished sucking, Man Tingfang would gently pour it for him again, and there was no impatience on his face.

After a moment, Xinghuan broke the silence and lowered his head and asked, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Man Tingfang bowed his head lightly and said, "How can a person who can make Wan'er, Sister Bixin, and the eldest brother care about his life, how can he be an ordinary person, so the slave family is very curious about what kind of person Gongzi is."

I see.

Xing Huan suddenly felt amused and joked: "Generally, women who are curious about me will end up falling in love with me unconsciously, so I suggest that you kill me."

Man Tingfang was puzzled and said, "Why? Is it a bad thing to fall in love with Childe? ”

Xinghuan sighed: "Yes, this is really a bad thing for you, because I will no longer be emotionally attached to any woman."

For Yin'er, he was only slightly moved, not yet to the point of emotion.

Man Tingfang smiled sweetly and said, "The slave family doesn't believe it, and the son deceives people."

Xinghuan said with a serious expression: "Really, you better kill me quickly, so as not to regret it in the future."

Regrettably, his counsel seems to be of no avail.

Man Tingfang stubbornly seemed to raise his smooth chin, and said inexplicably shyly: "What if, the son finally falls in love with the slave family?"

Xinghuan shook his head and said, "There is no if."

The situation in front of him seems to be a little unsuitable for romance, because the person that the white-bearded old man has been waiting for has finally arrived.

This is an old man in coarse linen clothes, the old man's eyes reveal a stunning essence, and his gestures are full of domineering and arrogant.

There is no old man, but it doesn't feel old at all.

Treading water is as easy as eating and drinking.

The tiptoes fell, and there were ripples.

In the blink of an eye, the old man landed on the bow of the boat.

The white-bearded old man stood up to greet him and said with a smile: "It's really timely for Brother Wu to come."

The old man said in a rough voice: "Oh? In time, the old man will definitely kill this person with his own hands to comfort his friend's spirit in the sky. ”

With that, the old man was about to lift the curtain and walk in.

Seeing this, the white-bearded old man hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "No brother, don't go in."

The old man said, "Why?"

The white-bearded old man smiled bitterly and said, "Because this ship is not ordinary, even if I go in, I am afraid that there will be death or life."

The old man was stunned, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and said, "Is it true?"

The white-bearded old man nodded and said, "That's right, this ship is the ship on the other side."

The ship on the other side, it is said that those who have entered this ship will be able to reach the other side when they come out again.

Before you go in, you are a living person, and you will never reach the other side.

After coming out, you are a dead person who can reach the other side of death.

The old man's face was cloudy, and he said, "Then what should I do?"

The white-bearded old man sighed, "Wait, wait for that kid to come out."

The old man couldn't help but sneer: "Will he come out?"

The white-bearded old man said, "He will definitely come out."

The old man said, "Why?"

The white-bearded old man smiled without saying a word, putting on an unfathomable look.

Xinghuan had already noticed the situation outside the curtain, and he was not blind, how could he turn a blind eye.

It's not too early, and since the person he has to wait for has arrived, it's time for him to solve it.

Smiling, Xinghuan suddenly said, "Do you think I can't kill them?"

Man Tingfang's expression was a little hesitant.

The strength of the two people outside the curtain was not much different from her, and if it weren't for this boat, she wouldn't dare to say that she would win.

She knew that Xinghuan had killed the Beggar Gang Helm Elder, but no one had ever seen the specific situation, and she thought that there must have been some accident that caused the Beggar Gang Helm Elder to be killed.

As for what the accident was, that's too much......

However, she finally chose to believe it, because she felt that miracles always seemed to happen in the man in front of her.

Outside the curtain, the old man naturally heard Xinghuan's words, so he smiled angrily and said: "What a big breath, boy, although the old man doesn't know how you killed my best friend, but the old man won't let you succeed, as long as you dare to come out......"

Xinghuan couldn't help but yawn, interrupted the other party's words, and said, "I have a flying knife here, do the old man dare to take it?"

The old man didn't care at all that his words were interrupted, and said disdainfully: "Joke, why don't you dare the old man, you want to be the old man......"

Xinghuan couldn't help but hold his forehead, looked at the beauty who was already shyly and smiling in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Is this old man a chatter?"

The answer to this question no longer needs to be answered.

Outside the curtain, the old man was still talking endlessly, proving that it was indeed a chatter.

Seeing this, Xinghuan opened his mouth, and finally gave up, too lazy to say anything more.

The magic hand was empty, and a willow leaf flying knife suddenly appeared out of thin air in his hand.

After closing his eyes and taking three breaths, he seemed to wave his hand, and the flying knife in his hand disappeared.

When it reappeared in the blink of an eye, the flying knife had already sunk into the throat of the gushing old man.

The nagging is gone, and the world is pure.

Xinghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief......