Wu Zhixian whipped his horsewhip fiercely and shouted, "It's all dead people, what are you doing, don't put out the fire in this county!"

Seeing that the healthy horse under Wu Zhixian's crotch was about to run, Zhou Shirong, who had fallen back on horseback, made a move and grabbed Wu Zhixian's reins.

When Zhou Shirong made a move, the horse under Wu Zhixian's crotch had already taken off, Zhou Shirong's tender hand like white jade stretched out, and the vacated horse couldn't break free, and was steadily pressed back to the ground.

With such divine power, the audience was immediately shocked, and Wu Zhixian's face was even more colorless.

"The fire is still raging, even if it is saved, it is just a remnant of the mountain and water, it is better to burn it out!"

Zhou Shirong's voice was cold, cold as a blade, "Ma Zhao, go, clean up the ants within a radius of five miles!"

"Shhh

Wu Zhixian gasped.

He said in his heart, "Although there are countless figures shuttling around the fire in the distance, how can it be seen that they are robbing the Zhou family's finances, and it is impossible to say that they are fighting the fire, how can they kill them with a word? This is the jurisdiction of this county!"

Zhou Shirong glanced at Wu Zhixian coldly, "My family has suffered such a catastrophe, these people can't save the first aid, their crime is already great, shouldn't they be killed?"

Wu Zhixian quickly calculated in his heart, "Zhou Daoqian is not what it used to be, he has long been one of the four hall masters of Lingxiao Pavilion, and his status is extraordinary. Zhou Shirong's face is like a gentleman, but in fact he is arrogant, I am blocking it, I can't say that the other party has to insist on it, and I may not be able to save the next person, not to say it, in vain I have hated Zhou Daoqian, this account is not cost-effective. ”

The plan has been decided, Wu Zhixian Senran said, "Naturally, you should be killed!" Zhao Zhutou, take your men and horses, cooperate with Mr. Ma, and surround the past, within a radius of five miles, and there will be no armor left!"

Suddenly, the horses' hooves roared, the long knives were unsheathed, and the cavalry team formed by more than a dozen people rushed forward with the momentum of thousands of troops and horses.

When the cavalry team went, Wu Zhixian suddenly remembered something, frowned and said, "Brother Shi, such a fire, I'm afraid it's not an accident, and Uncle Zun's family is afraid ......."

He is an old magistrate, and the tragedy he has experienced is no less than a pair of palms, and the Zhou family is so door-to-door, once turned into ashes, how can it be just caused by a fire.

There is a way to kill people and set fires, but killing people is before setting fires.

Zhou Shirong said expressionlessly, "Life and death are fate, blessings and disasters are in the sky, my uncle is over fifty years old, not considered to be young, half of the body bell rings Ding food, the honor is very much, and he enjoys the unenjoyed by others, and now he has passed away, what is the pity?

Wu Zhixian was stunned, he just broke his brain, and he didn't expect Zhou Shirong to say such ruthless words, so he was stunned for a while.

"Hateful, hateful, audacious!"

Zhou Shirong patted the saddle and muttered, and when he spoke, his handsome face was already distorted.

Wu Zhixian was extremely puzzled in his heart, and said in his heart, "Since you don't feel sorry for your dead ghost uncle's family, why are you angry like this." ”

was puzzled, but heard Zhou Shirong grit his teeth and say, "In Guang'an, a dog of my Zhou family is worthy of being a prince." Now, someone dares to throw their claws at my Zhou family, no matter who it is, just wait to taste all the hardships of the world!"

Wu Zhixian was speechless.

On the west gallop road, a man in Tsing Yi came galloping, running extremely fast, with billowing smoke and dust, and in an instant, he arrived in front of him, poofed, fell to the ground, and cried, "Childe, you can count yourself back, master...... Master...... They...... Ahh......h

Wu Zhixian was worried that this tragedy had become a headless case, and there was a Zhou family fleeing in front of him, at least he had to harvest some clues, he was overjoyed, turned over and rolled off the horse, stepped forward quickly, pulled up the man in Tsing Yi, and said urgently, "Tell me who the murderer is, what was the situation at that time?"

"The murderer is me!"

Boom! The man in Tsing Yi burst into trouble, waved his palm violently, and struck Wu Zhixian on the top of his head, but when he heard a click, his skull collapsed, and the blood soared, Wu Zhixian didn't snort, and fell to the ground and died.

Needless to say, this man in Tsing Yi is undoubtedly Xu Yi.

It turned out that Xu Yi stole two red money cakes from Mrs. Zhou's study, and after setting them on fire, he was about to run away, when the sound of thunderous hooves came to his ears.

He climbed an ancient tree nearby, climbed high to give his eyes, and immediately saw a horse team attacking, and then looked farther away, and his eyes were immediately locked on Zhou Shirong's face.

Although he had never seen Zhou Shirong, with the handsome faces of Zhou Shirong and Zhou Gongzi, how could he not know who Zhou Shirong was from.

As soon as he guessed Zhou Shirong's identity, Xu Yi couldn't help but boil with enthusiasm, the Zhou family was only divided into two branches, one was Old Lady Zhou, and the other was Zhou Daoqian.

Old lady Zhou has only one son, and it is obvious that Zhou Shirong must be Zhou Daoqian's evil seed.

Xu Yi hated the Zhou family deeply, if he really wanted to find a flashpoint of hatred, it would naturally be Zhou Daoqian.

The Xu family's deep blood feud and tragic fate can be said to have been created by Zhou Daoqian.

Xu Yi knew that with his current skills alone, he couldn't defeat Zhou Daoqian's fingers, but he couldn't kill Zhou Daoqian, and slaughtering his evil seed would definitely make the old thief taste the heartache.

At this point, Xu Yi climbed down the tree, found a secluded place, pinched the soil for the grave, lit three incense sticks, placed the heads of Zhou's father and son in front of the grave, knelt on the ground to worship the dead ancestors, stood up, kicked the heads of Zhou's father and son into the fire, avoided the rushing cavalry, and rushed towards Zhou Shirong.

Xu Yi's abacus is very fine, he never underestimates Zhou Shirong, he knows that he relies on the son of Zhou Daoqian, and he can't pay too much attention to it, if he wants to get a bargain from Zhou Shirong, the most convenient thing is to use a trick to catch the other party off guard.

Sure enough, bullying the other party without knowing his identity, he successfully bullied him to the front, broke out, and killed Wu Zhixian, who was also at the peak of the forging body, with one blow.

It's a long story, but in fact, Xu Yi slaughtered Wu Zhixian, but the lightning was lightning, Zhou Shirong was listening to the end, and a shock was about to happen.

Xu Yi shot down with a palm, his body was like a flutter, and as soon as the lightning turned, he came to Zhou Shirong's approach, and a pair of iron fists burst out like thunder, seeing that the iron fists had been stained with Zhou Shirong's white clothes, the fist strength was about to fall into place.

is a good Zhou Shirong, his body disappeared out of thin air, and he really was Hongfei and disappeared without a trace.

This surprise, Xu Yi's back was also instantly numb, he knew how fast his punch was, almost with all his strength, even if he was in Zhou Shirong's position, he couldn't avoid it.

Xu Yizheng's heart was thundering, the wind was whistling behind his ears, and the powerful qi pierced him all over his body, like a needle prick.