"If there is such a murder, won't the king come out and give an explanation?" said a middle-aged man standing on a wooden box and waving his fist, very angry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "That's it, it's ......" A bunch of people next to him also followed suit.

A short, very thin man sighed suddenly, and said weakly, "How can the king pay attention to us little people! ”

"It's useful! Who said it was useless, if the king didn't give us an explanation, we would make a big fuss, right? The middle-aged man stomped his foot violently and shouted loudly. The people next to him also became angry and shouted in high spirits.

A man unintentionally turned his head, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the side and shouted, "Look, Red Feather Guard, let's go find him to theorize." ”

"Go, go, go" A bunch of people rushed over, but the Redfeather Guard ignored them and walked straight past the crowd. Although the people looked vicious, they didn't dare to look for him out, instead, they turned their attention to Su Han, who was following him.

It's just that Su Han, like Shi Meng, didn't pay attention to them. "Hey, stop me. The middle-aged man suddenly felt that his face couldn't hold it, he stretched out his thick right hand and dragged it towards Su Han, while the person next to him was holding his arms and looking like he was watching a joke.

"Click, click" As soon as his hand reached half a meter away from Su Han, blue ice crystals emerged from his fingertips, and when he reached ten meters away from Su Han, he had turned into a dark blue ice sculpture, shining strangely in the sunlight. His face was still sneering, but his eyes were full of horror.

Ignoring the other people who scattered and fled, Su Han hurriedly took two steps, kept up with Shi Meng's pace, and asked with some doubts: "If this happened, don't you deal with it? The king won't come forward to clarify? After all, this is also related to his rule!" Shi Meng took off his helmet, revealing his panda eyes, frowned, and there was a strange meaning in his tone: "I don't know very well, we can't control this matter, just protect ourselves." ”

Su Han glanced at Shi Meng, who continued to walk forward, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

In the center of the city, fifty kilometers to the left, near the foot of the mountain.

"This is the residence of Lord Zuo General?" Su Han looked at the place in front of him that was completely enclosed by a wooden fence, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, he really didn't expect Zuo Jiang to live in this place. The half-man-high fence did not block his view, and the situation inside was immediately unobstructed.

In the fence, three wooden houses, one in front and two behind, are in the center. To the left of the hut is a small pond that connects the mountain spring with the city stream, in which dozens of small golden fish play happily and splash from time to time, and on the right side of the hut is a garden of flowers. Behind the wooden house is a tall purple bamboo, all looking down at the wooden house at their feet.

Shi Meng stepped forward, knocked lightly on the door, and then took a step back and stood still. Soon, a handsome young man walked out. The young man is about 1.7 meters tall, with a lean figure, eyebrows like sharp swords, eyes like cold stars, a very cold face, and a look of rejection thousands of miles away. He pushed open the door and said to Su Han in a cold tone, "Please come with me!" The latter sentence was said to Shi Meng. After speaking, he ignored Su Han and turned around and left. When Shi Meng heard the young man's words, he actually arched his body, motioned for Su Han to follow, and then turned around and left very obediently. Su Han looked at the young man's back with some confusion, closed the door, and quickly followed.

"This little brother, may I ask what is the name of the little golden fish in the pond, I want to ......" Su Han hesitated, sped up a few steps, and said with the young man. The young man suddenly stopped, looked at Su Han with his eyes in a deep voice, and said in a low voice, "What did you just say?"

"I said, 'May I ask about the golden ...... in this pond'" Su Han touched the back of his head and repeated it with some confusion, but before he could finish speaking, the young man interrupted him, and said in an even more angry tone: "The previous sentence!"

Su Han said even more suspiciously: "This little brother ......"

"Look here. The young man suddenly calmed down, raised his head, pointed to his neck, and said lightly. Su Han took a closer look and said casually: "It's very white, it's not dirty, it looks very smooth, slippery...... Huh, there is no Adam's apple, could it be ......" Su Han's tone suddenly changed, because he felt a strong fluctuation of strength suddenly surging out in front of him. Su Han took a step back and looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise.

"The old lady's name is Qiuyue, the old lady has no Adam's apple! The old lady has breasts, the old lady is a woman, a woman!" The young man looked at Su Han with a murderous face, and put his pink fist on his waist, as if he had a forked waist.

When Su Han heard this, he subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at Qiu Yue's chest, which was flat, like an airport, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Qiu Yue noticed Su Han's eyes, and immediately clenched her silver teeth, and a few words popped out from between her teeth: "I'm going to kill you!"

Su Han was shocked and couldn't help but take a step back. The momentum that Qiu Yue broke out at this time was only one line weaker than the sense of oppression brought by the female Snow Sculpture King. It's just that the current Su Han, with his own strength, is not afraid of the original female snow sculpture king at all. What surprised him was the three-meter-long gold-edged giant wings that spread out behind Qiu Yue.

Force people!

Qiu Yue's right hand on her waist suddenly pulled out, and she pulled out a soft sword. The sword was about three feet long, the thickness of a thumb, and shone with a silvery white light throughout.

Qiu Yue's wings flapped behind him, his wrist trembled slightly, and the soft sword swung left and right, turning into a silver match, shooting towards Su Han in a snake direction. Su Han's upper body turned slightly to the right, trying to avoid the thin sword that stabbed at his heart. But Qiu Yue was unforgiving, and the two fingers of her left hand stretched out, towards the center of the soft sword, which suddenly sank, but the tip of the sword suddenly bounced up and slashed towards Su Han's neck. Qiu Yue's original speed was a little slower than Su Han's, and when she spread her wings at this time, it was only on par with Su Han, and as for everything else, it was much worse than Su Han. Su Han originally saw that she and Crazy Lan were both members of the Li Clan, and the wings on her back were also from the Li Clan, so she didn't want to worry about her, but she was killing everywhere and showing no mercy, and she couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Su Han's face sank, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, and his upper body suddenly bent down, avoiding the sharp sword that came from the catapult. At the same time, he braced his arms on the ground, and his feet bounced up violently, kicking Qiu Yue's right arm.

Qiu Yue only had time to exclaim, and the soft sword had already come out of his hand, and the whole person couldn't help but take two steps back. Su Han flipped out in the air, and as soon as he landed, he stepped on his feet, and the whole person turned into a streamer and rushed towards Qiuyue. Qiu Yue hadn't yet stood firm, but when she saw Su Han rushing towards her, she had to reluctantly swing her right fist, and at the same time her left fist was across her chest, trying to hinder Su Han's attack and give herself time to adjust.

Su Han's left palm pushed her right fist away from the bottom up, and the right palm was attached to her left fist, and when it pressed it to her chest, it suddenly let out a burst of force, turning her left body backwards. At the same time, he took a step forward with his left foot, standing beside Qiuyue's right leg, turned his body to the left, and pushed his knee forward, pressing her right knee forward. Su Han grabbed her right wrist with his left hand, his body was short, he went around Qiu Yue's back, and pulled it suddenly, and Qiu Yue's body involuntarily fell to the right front.

"Girl, your sword. Su Han's faint voice came from behind him, and Qiu Yue was just about to reply, when he saw his soft sword flick over, ten centimeters, five centimeters, three centimeters, one centimeter......