Zhuang Rou just rushed to Lin Sanxiao's side, and when he saw him swinging his fist, his body immediately stopped in the middle of running, and his body fell backwards, flashing his fist.

She rolled on the spot, went around to the side and half-knelt on the ground, and smashed a stick on Lin Sanxiao's left knee.

The kneecap was shattered, Lin Sanxiao roared angrily, and his left leg couldn't even support half of his body. He stretched out his hand violently and grabbed Zhuang Rou, his hand slipped and was about to catch the air, his heart was anxious and angry, and he simply threw himself out.

This pounce allowed him to successfully grab Zhuang Rou's arm, and the other hand grabbed her shoulder, and the palm of his hand was so hard that he wanted to tear off her arm alive.

"Ahh Zhuang Rou felt that her arm was torn, she roared, and the toe of her shoe with the iron beast head kicked Lin Sanxiao's waist, directly kicking and breaking several of his ribs.

But Lin Sanxiao didn't let go, his face couldn't be seen clearly, but he could feel the madness that went crazy.

If he tore it again, even if he had iron armor, Zhuang Rou could feel that his arm would be torn off by him. She couldn't die, but she didn't want to be one-armed.

She gritted her teeth and stared at Lin Sanxiao, and continued to kick wherever she could reach, trying to hold on and break all the other party's bones.

And Lin Sanxiao is dead-hearted, even if he dies together, he will tear Zhuang Rou apart to avenge Qing'er.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the air behind Lin Sanxiao, blocking the sun shining towards Zhuang Rou.

Bang!

A hand stretched out from Lin Sanxiao's chest, still grasping his heart in his palm. The heart beat a few times, and it was crushed violently.

Lin Sanxiao grabbed Zhuang Rou's two arms, and in the sound of blood spurting, the whole was torn off one after another.

Feng Jingshui's face appeared behind Lin Sanxiao, his nails shining with cold light, and he wore a set of finger covers.

His eyes were staring at Zhuang Rou, who had fallen to the ground because of Lin Sanxiao's broken arm, and looked up at him. Feng Jingshui showed a bewitching smile, and his fingers were inserted into Lin Sanxiao's neck, and with a fierce tear, two-thirds of his neck was dug off by him.

No matter how mad Lin Sanxiao was at this time, it was impossible for him to live, and he died without even struggling. The corpse snapped to the ground, blood gushing out, and immediately stained a large area of grass red.

Zhuang Rou was stunned, and looked around, the horses ridden by those fake eunuchs were empty, only the corpses and fragments were left all over the ground, and there were miserable people everywhere, and the dozen or so people were all torn apart by Feng Jingshui.

"You can't bring weapons in the palace, even if it's me, so you have to use your body as a weapon so that you don't fall behind anywhere." Feng Jingshui stretched out his hand, and immediately a eunuch who was injured but still ran over respectfully handed over a clean handkerchief.

He wiped the blood from his hands and said nonchalantly, "Do you want to learn?" ”

thought that as long as she wanted to learn, she would be her own disciple, and the apprentice would have to listen to the master's call. When the time comes, you can use the excuse of martial arts training to let her do this or that thing.

Just thinking about it, Feng Jingshui felt that this matter was only beneficial, and it was best to agree quickly. If you are smart, no one will refuse, where to find a perfect master like yourself.

Zhuang Rou really wants to learn, but thinking about his internal strength that can only be used on iron armor skills, I'm afraid that even if he learns it, he won't be able to use one-tenth of his power.

She stood up regretfully and rubbed her sore body, "Father-in-law Meiyi, I have a little flaw and can't learn other martial arts." ”

"Really?" Feng Jingshui didn't expect her to be so unlucky, no wonder her internal strength was a little amazing, but she didn't know any martial arts, just a defensive mental method.

What a waste......

Feng Jingshui didn't ask what her flaw was, nor did he persuade her, but walked to the corpse of the person named Qing'er. After just one look, he said, "This is a woman, I know her." ”

"Someone very important?" Zhuang Rou walked over with a pestle and looked at this person.

"It doesn't matter, it's just that you have another blood debt."