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When the entourage's voice was gloomy, the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, and it seemed that he would swing his sword in the next second to directly solve the man in front of him.

"Killing people and goods also depends on who He Jian is!" The middle-aged man looked upright and not afraid of the shadow, and then he got up and patted the dust off his clothes.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" the attendant looked serious, but there was something strange in his eyes, and it was clear that he was starting to waver a little.

"Afraid of death? Everyone is afraid! But it depends on how you die. As soon as the man's body was drunk, the man had already begun to gain the upper hand in his momentum.

"Yes, your kung fu is so high, your son is a master!" said a spectator.

"That's it, he has ten martial arts skills, I don't think he is an opponent!" said another person who couldn't look at it.

The attendant rolled his eyes, "That's what you said, but who are you going to tell me who is the most suspicious?" he then turned to the crowd.

The murderous aura at the corner of the eye condensed a little bit, and everyone who watched it couldn't help but feel cold, and the two who spoke just now were suddenly silent, they didn't know, and they didn't dare to touch the signs again.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty! Your son-in-law died unjustly!" Just when everyone was speechless for a while, a very discordant voice came out.

"Believe it or not, I'll let you go to hell right now!" The attendant looked angry, and the sword that he had wanted to put down was immediately raised.

Everyone had to sweat for the man at the edge of the long sword, and now his life was pinched in his hands, and everyone wondered where he got the courage.

"Didn't I say that?" the man's eyebrows faintly revealed extraordinary heroism.

"The reason is naturally so, why is this sword in your hand now!" the man who thought he was bold showed his head again.

The attendant also turned his head, obviously he also wanted to know what the man said, but the man's words suddenly surprised everyone.

"Maybe your son-in-law is already dead!" he swept his eyes over the human head, "although the human head is still bloody, it is obvious that the face hidden in silk has been somewhat shriveled, so it is not difficult to be afraid of a short death date." The man's words suddenly exploded in the crowd like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and countless eyes gathered on the head.

"Really. At this time, the black-clothed man who had been silent on the side picked up the silk with a spear, and a somewhat shriveled human face was immediately presented in front of everyone.

The black-clothed man was calm, in fact, he had long known that this matter was different, and the treasure man who died before also held a handful of gold weights.

Looking back, it seems obvious that it is also false now, because the coke and a black long sword next to it are not far from the truth.

If Jin Zhong is burned black, he will no longer be called Jin Chong, and the world will naturally not regard him as a guijiao, Qin Lang had a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he was more surprised.

The "surprises" brought by Jin Zhong came one after another, which caught him off guard, and he exchanged looks with He Yan and then looked at the two people on the field.

"I think the appearance of silk is precisely for this purpose!" The man's eyes flashed, and the long sword in front of him suddenly fell.

I have to say that the man has convinced him, after all, since the entourage came to the night market, he has been separated from his son-in-law, and when he left, he specially handed him this sword for him to shoot.

But I didn't expect it to be in this situation, and the entourage who has always been calm has the impulse just now, and the long sword fell but still can't let go of it in his heart, it is his own son.

"Childe!" The attendant had a look of loss in his eyes, despair slowly revealed from between his eyebrows, Zixuan covered his eyebrows and said, "His son-in-law must be very good to him." ”

Qin Lang's eyes stared at this head, he always felt that something was wrong but couldn't say it, and before he knew it, he couldn't stop his steps and came to the head.

He lifted his sleeves slightly, and his jade hand stretched out from his robe to the head, "Hugh wants to move my son-in-law!" The entourage's originally dull eyes suddenly became murderous.

The long sword roared and rushed straight out, and the sword blade pointed at Qin Lang's back heart, and at the last moment, a golden knife blocked the long sword.

"Look for death!" The entourage saw that someone was blocking, and as soon as the sword blade turned, the body immediately rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the long sword swung out sword flowers and flew towards the owner of the golden sword.

The golden knife swept over with two bangs, and a coquettish shout came, which suddenly woke up Qin Lang, who was still intoxicated, and the golden knife with long tassels flashed with bloodthirsty light.

He Yan also waved the feather fan at this time, and the long sword was entangled with the long tassel to take care of He Yan behind him, and with a bang, the seemingly soft feather fan was as hard as steel in his hands.

The entourage spat out a mouthful of blood, and Qin Lang knew that his life was hanging by a thread just now. However, he still looked at the human head, and the human head gave him a very unusual feeling.

The brains scattered all over the place, mingling with the blood, exuding a foul smell, and now Changying and He Yan on the field have exchanged hands with their entourage.

Qin Lang had no malicious intent, and he didn't do any further research, and after staring at it for a while, he suddenly dodged away, and the Glaive Clapped his hands.

When he saw Changying, he was taken aback, but he didn't expect Changying, who was guarding the tomb, to also come, and saved his life by mistake.

She looked at the crowd very naturally, and a quirky man behind Zixuan was secretly looking at herself, a wine jug hung high on her waist, and the aroma of wine could be smelled here.

"Brother Tai, I didn't mean to offend, please forgive me!" Qin Lang roared, the sincerity in his words was revealed, but the entourage obviously didn't buy it.

His long sword was already slashing wildly as if he was obsessed, but after a few moves, his swordsmanship was a little scattered.

But fortunately, Qin Lang and the others didn't want to hurt him, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

"No offense, I think you are the one who killed my son-in-law!" The man lost his mind a little, his sword was sharp, and his murderous aura was extremely heavy.

"Stop!" a loud and steady voice resounded in the crowd, and the sound echoed in everyone's ears like the sound of a morning bell.

"It seems that you really don't take me, the lord of the night market, seriously!" the old man in Tsing Yi walked out on foot, and the anger on his face was self-evident.

This voice suddenly made the bodies of several people on the field tremble slightly, and the murderous intent in the voice was revealed, and even the entourage who had fallen into madness stopped instantly.

"Is a handful of gold worth it?" said a few words silently from the mouth under the beard of the old man in Tsing Yi, completely ignoring everyone's surprise.

Jin Zhong is the emperor's weapon, the owner can win the world, who doesn't want to see the beauty, but Lao Dao's words at this time are obviously a complete disregard.

Qin Lang's body moved back, Chang Ying and He Yan also retreated, Zi Xuan and Liu Ling jumped to their side in one step, and the entourage also stopped their pace. The momentum of the person in front of him has far surpassed him.

"It's not surprising that Jin Zhong is fake!" said the old man in Tsing Yi calmly.

The middle-aged man on the side took the lead in asking, "Senior, what are these words!" He was very concerned about this matter now, and he couldn't wait to ask as soon as he heard the old Tao finish speaking.

"Because Jin Zhong already had a buyer. The old man in Tsing Yi said with a deep meaning, and then his gaze swept over the people on the field.

Everyone's hearts were muttering, and the old words exploded in the crowd.

"There is a master!" Qin Lang's sword eyebrows were vain, and he also wanted to know who the buyer was.

"Please also tell the seniors!" The entourage on the side woke up like a dream, and knelt on the ground with a plop, with a touch of eagerness on his face.

However, everyone was relieved when they thought about it, after all, the death of the current son must be inextricably linked with the real buyer of Jin Zhong.

In fact, the entourage had long doubted whether the "childe" who entered the night market with him that day was the real childe.

The old man in Tsing Yi naturally knew the meaning of his entourage, he nodded slightly and said, "If you say it, it will be meaningless for me to come forward to stop this battle this time!"

His words were so profound that it was difficult for everyone to comprehend them for a while.

However, He Yan, who was on the side, was shocked, and his eyes looked at Lao Dao very unfriendly.

At this time, Lao Dao also looked at He Yan with a deep meaning, and all kinds of thoughts were rolling in his heart.

He Yan has been on guard everywhere since he fought with Lao Dao, especially when he learned that he was the master of this night market.

"Senior, you mean ......" The attendant didn't continue, his eyes filled with infinite murder and coldness.

Qin Lang felt that something was wrong, and He Yan even felt the insidiousness of the old way.

"Which one?" the attendant asked calmly at this time.

The old man's vicissitudes of life raised slightly, and at this time, his fingers pointed at He Yan in an instant.

At this time, it caused everyone to explode like a pot, and I have to say that the old Tao's scheming is very deep, and this disaster not only aroused the suspicion of his entourage and the forces behind him, but also won everyone's "favor".

But He Yan still looked indifferent, he knew that he would definitely not be able to rush up to explain at this time, and the only thing he could do was to find a way to resolve it.

However, Qin Lang was very shocked and said, "Senior, how could it be!" He wanted to step forward, but a jade hand tightly grabbed his sleeve.

"Don't you think that no matter how much you say now, you will be pale?" He Yan smiled slightly bitterly, his eyes containing infinite wisdom and magic.

"What's the matter? He Asu! This stinky old way!" Zixuan raised her fist slightly, her cheeks bulged slightly, and her pretty face was slightly red, obviously angry.

Although Changying and Liu Ling didn't know what was going on, they had heard some of them in the crowd just now, but with their understanding of He Yan, they naturally knew that this was a trap of the old way.

But He Yan was already deeply involved at this time, after all, the identity of the lord of the veteran night market was really there, and this signboard alone was enough to convince everyone.

Qin Lang looked at Lao Dao very unkindly, and Lao Dao naturally sensed what he meant. No one thought that he would ignore it completely, on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy all that he was doing.

At this point, Qin Lang's heart sank, since Lao Dao framed He Yan naturally had his purpose, and how could he, as a young master, not know this purpose.

Since Lao Dao was able to find Qin Lang, then everything about Qin Lang was naturally under his control, and of course, He Yan's identity was like a fire in a paper that was difficult not to be discovered.

The two of them are both righteous sons, of course, He Yan should be the first choice.

Thinking about it this way, the purpose of the old way is naturally obvious, and the disaster leads to Cao Cao, who directly makes the eyes of the world gather.

Although he is the overlord of one side and the most capable of winning the world, he is not worth mentioning when facing the people of the world.

What's more, there is Liu Bei in the southeast and Dongwu in the southwest, and the two of them are like tigers and wolves staring at Cao Cao's big and hard-to-swallow fat all the time.

Therefore, in Qin Lang's heart, this time he couldn't let Lao Dao succeed in any way.

"Father-in-law can't lose!" Qin Lang thought and then silently thought in his heart.

The calm He Yan smiled slightly, a flash of light flashed between his eyes, and his lips opened slightly: "I don't know where the seniors know that the juniors are golden?"