Sifeng Beiling is carrying the two altars to the backyard of the Xiangfu for a long time, although he has only been to this place once, and it is still in the middle of the night, but he has always been accustomed to going in and out of the women's boudoir, and he has long remembered the direction clearly, and he was about to fall directly into the small courtyard, but he found that there were several people standing at the back door, and one of them ...... Isn't it the shameless and despicable woman who asked him for wine last night?

What's going on? It looks like it's going to be quite lively.

As soon as his footsteps were closed, he leaned over and landed on the courtyard at the back door, holding two bottles of wine in one hand and hanging it diagonally behind his back, lightly and casually on the tiles, watching the good show below.

Xing Lian naturally saw the man in a crescent white brocade robe for the first time, and after the afterglow swept over, he didn't pay attention to it anymore, just pinched the throat of the person in his hand, and said in a sinister manner: "Not only is it disrespectful to Miss Ben, but even insulting, what is the use of keeping such a subordinate in my Qiao Mansion?" ”

The short man had already stood at the door and was stunned, seeing that the young lady who was weak like a chicken two years ago suddenly looked like a vicious wolf, and even her eyes were shining with a cold light, and she couldn't help but take a step back, and her feet were climbed by the steps, and she sat on the ground.

The tall man's face was getting whiter and whiter, seeing that there was more air out than air in, a pair of lips had already turned black due to suffocation, and his two eyes had also stared out, and his appearance was getting more and more terrifying.

A man, besides, a burly middle-aged man, was under the hands of a little girl of fifteen, and there was no room for struggle.

Xinglian's favorite game is to torture people, looking at his appearance, he couldn't help but smile sweetly, "Tell you, my strength is the most appropriate, only seal your air pockets, let you die slowly, speaking of which, it is indeed more painful than the thirty plates, but there is no way, this is your own choice." ”

Hearing this, Sifeng Beiling couldn't help laughing, interesting and interesting, it was not in vain that he got up early in the morning and went to collect wine and ran to Xiangfu, this woman is so interesting, she can even kill someone to make so many moths.

Looking at it with a taste, he reached out and carried a jar of wine to open and drink it first, but he raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the aisle.

Seemingly, someone is coming again.

Xinglian naturally also heard the movement not far away, sighed, and the Xuan Ling power was slightly raised, and the strength in his hand was heavy, and he took two steps back.

The family who was pinched by the last force suddenly fell to the side, his face purple.

"This one is dead, then ......" Her eyes glanced at the roof, and then moved to another one on the ground, the four winds Beiling understood, immediately put down the wine jar in his hand, turned over and jumped down, but the fingers moved slightly, and the other person was also killed.

The two corpses went one after the other, Ruoyan just stepped back, the expression on his face was only a brief surprise, and then he regained his calm, Xinglian saw all this in his eyes, and secretly praised it, it seems that what she received as a maid is not bad.

In contrast, the sound of approaching footsteps stopped not far away, and then two screams were heard at once.

She sighed, she originally planned to make the first move and go to the firewood room to meet that Qiao Shiman, but she didn't expect that she couldn't have time to let the two ladies of the Qiao Mansion come to the door, and fortunately they were seen such a scene.

"Xing'er! What are you doing here——! Lang Fei covered his mouth and looked at the two corpses on the ground, one behind the other, his beautiful eyes widened.