"What did you say? He San, is it He San, the shoe seller?"

"Yes, yes," the county commander's face was no longer bloodless. He kept glancing at Qian Hui with pleading eyes, but his chest was rising and falling wildly, as if he wanted to suck all the air into his lungs.

But Qian Hui's face was cold, his eyes were looking at the sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that Qian Hui didn't seem to mean to kill him immediately, the county commander hurriedly begged: "Little master, can you let me go?"

"Let you go?" you mean let you go?" Qian Hui laughed when he heard the words of the county order, "Then let me ask you, did you let the people you killed when you used your power for personal gain?"

As he spoke, a hint of madness suddenly flashed on Qian Hui's face!

"My father and mother, have you bastard let them go?" Qian Hui raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed it into the chest of the county commander!

The pupils of the county order dilated sharply, and at the last moment of his life, he seemed to hear the terrible howls and curses of those unjust souls who died at his hands. "No, don't—" A scream like killing a pig was released from the prefectural sky with blood. In an instant, the sharp blade in Qian Hui's hand had been going back and forth in the county commander's chest and lower abdomen dozens of times! Due to extreme blood ischemia, there was no blood flowing out of the wound on the county commander's body. His eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that such a thing could happen to him.

In his life, the last scene he saw in front of him was a sword falling from the sky at an extremely fast speed, and the head of the last county order in front of him was split in half, and his brain was splashed. A wisp of ghast soul will eventually return to the underworld.

After killing the county commander, Qian Hui's face finally became a little better. He casually threw the sword in his hand aside, then stepped forward to pick up Qian Neng, who was still asleep, and left silently. As he walked forward, he said these things hatefully.

"Damn He San, I used to call you Uncle He a few times! It turns out that you are the culprit! When the eldest brother wakes up, I will come with him to take your life!"

At this time, between the two bungalows, in a narrow and dark passageway.

A trail of dark red blood led down the aisle. At the end of the blood, an old man sat on the ground like a beggar, with his back against the wall, his hands on his chest, coughing incessantly. Isn't it Geng Haoran who was defeated by money?

At this time, he was already very different from just now! I saw that a hideous wound on his chest was constantly pouring out blood, staining the ground in front of him red. If you look closely, you can even see purple arcs of light flickering in that wound, constantly destroying his bodily functions.

Geng Haoran covered his completely sunken chest with his hands, and his cloudy eyes were full of horror.

"Devil! he must be a demon who escaped from hell!" Geng Haoran's lips twitched, and he muttered this sentence. At this time, his heart was already full of fear. That power just now, that terrifying phantom, is not at all what human beings should have! That power is really too terrifying

Finally adjusted his pulse, Geng Haoran endured the severe pain and connected the broken bones in his chest by himself, before dragging the blood on the ground and staggering away.

In the aftermath of the devastating battle, both were seriously wounded. Like Qian Neng, he actually lay down for half a month, while Geng Haoran was directly under the care of the imperial doctor, and he lay down for three months before he could barely walk around.

Half a month later, Qian Neng was finally able to get out of bed and walk, and the internal injuries in his body were also healed. And on this day, Qian Hui suddenly found Qian Neng, brought him to him, and suddenly asked: "Big brother, do you remember He San, who set up a stall to sell shoes five years ago?"