Ziping was extremely panicked.

He couldn't understand, why was that waste seven girls so powerful all of a sudden? The silver needle that came out of it couldn't even be avoided by the acquired self at all!

Yes, he hid.

But Zi Qianmo's silver needle was too fast.

Waves of pain swept in like waves, engulfing Ziping again, leaving him with no way to think more, only to tremble and let out a wail.

The two guards at the door were immediately frightened.

"What ......," the guard on the left was covered in cold sweat, "what should I do?" ”

"No, I don't know." The guard on the right was shaking like chaff.

The frightened eyes of the two moved from Zi Ping, who was covered in blood on the ground, to Zi Qianmo, who was holding a rabbit indifferently.

Oh, my God!

Is this really Miss Seven's doing?

Miss Seven murdered the uncle of the Zi family? At the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion of the Zi Family, she was plotting to kill her uncle in a bright way!

What could be crazier than that!

Do you want to report to the Commander of the Thunder Release?

No! Commander Lei Fang is Miss Seven's person, and he is extremely loyal to Miss Seven, as long as Miss Seven says a word or her life, she can do without it!

Well, the two of them pretended not to see anything.

But Ziping's painful howl like killing a pig was extremely penetrating, and it still entered the house. After a while, many people in the house went out to see the excitement.

Among them, there are people with big houses.

Mainly Ziping's concubines and concubines, concubines, and some servants.

These people were also frightened by the situation at the scene, and some timid women, seeing Ziping's bloody situation, covered their mouths and let out a hen-like scream.

"Uncle! Uncle! ”

"Uncle has an accident, who did it?"

"Someone! Hurry up and go to the clan doctor and heal the uncle! ”

……

Just when the scene was in an uproar and chaos, an extremely old, but calm and powerful cheering sound, like a dusk drum and morning bell, resounded in the ears of everyone in the audience, buzzing.

"What a noise!"

In the next second, the people who were still crying just now were like wilted quails, drooping their heads and kneeling on the ground.

This voice.

You can't go wrong.

Prime Minister Zi is most famous, in addition to his silent piano, there is also his lion roar and loud voice, which can make you deaf for three days.

Up and down the Purple Mansion, there is no one who is not afraid.

Those who were not shocked were only Zi Qianmo, whose soul cultivation was extremely powerful.

The sound wave of the lion's roar affects the soul of the person after all. For Zi Qianmo, whose soul has been cultivated to the level of Yang God's out-of-body level, Zi Kun's throat is not even a tickle.

She turned slowly, and with a very calm look, she looked at the source of the sound.

Zikun.

A handsome man who was actually in his sixties, but looked only forty. The facial features are extremely upright, with standard thick eyebrows and big eyes, and Zi Qianmo is four points similar to him. He was wearing a purple robe, with a goldfish bag hanging around his waist, his jet-black hair tied up high with a purple crown, a long hairpin, and two strands of long black hair hanging down from his forehead to his chest.

He rode a snow-white black horse.

On Zi Kun's side, there was also a horse, and the person on the horse was very familiar to Zi Qianmo - Mo Yan.

Zi Qianmo was a little surprised in his heart.

Her grandfather Zikun did not follow the documents sent to the court, and only came back the day after tomorrow.