Jiang Chen looked at He Penghai's performance coldly.

Since this person can find out the identity of the playboy, is it possible that the two blood characters on the ground are also from his handwriting, so as to blame himself?

After all, many gentlemen have a mentality of "what I can't get, I should be destroyed". Judging from He Penghai's attitude towards his brother's death, this person's mind is not very generous.

If this person is the main messenger behind the scenes, he sent the blue-faced snake to kill people and then blamed me, carefully constructing this killing situation......

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen's face became more and more gloomy.

He Penghai slowly stood up with the support of his entourage, his gaze resting on Jiang Chen's face.

"I have already gathered people and made an appointment to take your dog's life, but unfortunately it is a step late......" He Penghai sighed sullenly, his eyes widened, "I think you are leaving today, I can't wait to call someone, it just so happens that you and I will share life and death here, and it will save a lot of work!" ”

"Just what I want!" Jiang Chen said.

How dare the two entourages let the master take risks, they are pulling and persuading.

Qiu Zhutou also hurriedly stopped between the two and persuaded: "The two of you may have some misunderstanding, it was the green-faced snake that committed the murder, and it has nothing to do with the two......

Jiang Shu said in a deep voice: "Qiu Zhutou, he invited Gongzi He out!" ”

Jiang Shumei's fierce roar in the room immediately stopped abruptly, and the other attendant also forgot to pull his son-in-law, and looked at his dying companion in shock. I've seen the strength of that companion, and it's a step lower than myself, and if it is, I'll stop the dude, and I think it's just a trick......

I dare to make any more arguments to persuade me to give up.

Jiang Chen sighed and denied it slowly: "You did it." ”

"Jiang Duoxia's martial arts are weak, and it is natural to deal with me."

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, staring at He Penghai's sword-holding hand, his heart moved, and said, "Does he think it's strange?" If I had been weakly pressed down my hand and sent my sword back to my throat, why was there a bruise on my wrist and under my arm? ”

"But if you want He Penghai to hold his sword and stab him through the throat with a sword without any resistance, do you think even if it is Jiang Duoxia, he may not be able to do it?" Qiu Zhutou's voice trembled slightly.

It's not like that, holding a bad divine weapon, but stabbing the blade back into his throat!

Qiu Zhutou suddenly said: "He said that the murderer killed me first, and then faked the illusion of a sword piercing the throat?" But you haven't checked it just now, and there are no other wounds under the corpse, and the heart is broken, and has it been stimulated by illusion...... Yes! Could it be—" Qiu Zhutou slapped his calf sharply.

Qiu Zhutou stared at my back and said tentatively: "Since He Penghai is not dead, it can be regarded as avenging Miss Xiao, so ......"

When I was killing, I probably never thought that death would come to me so slowly......

Jiang Shu fixed her gaze and saw the thin sword that stabbed Xiao Lingmeng.

That scene was falling into Qiu Zhutou's eyes, my eyelids jumped, and I remembered the name of a certain devil in the rivers and lakes, but I opened my small mouth but made a little sound, and only held the handle of the knife on my waist.

In the city, I saw this face with a blue scar again.

Peeling off the bloodstained clothes, the whole body was up, and only the wound on the throat was found.

"Where to go!" The blue-faced snake roared, "Stop me for you!" ”

Qiu Zhu's head was terrified, and he only felt that his blood was almost frozen.

Qiu Zhu's head trembled, and Nuo Nuo responded, daring to look back at this "hanging clothes under the mirror", squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said to Jiang Shumei: "Gongzi He, what if, let's go inside to talk?" ”

A hot glimpse.

Jiang Chen intercepted and said: "Jiang Shumei is just a knife held by someone, although the knife is broken, but the hand holding the knife is not damaged, how can it be said that he has taken revenge?" ”

"The man who can kill me......"

He Penghai shouted: "I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go!" ”

"Just to shut up a big killer, we can really afford to spend the price!" Jiang Chen smiled indifferently.

The thin sword was held in He Penghai's hand.

Jiang Chen didn't admit it.

"I have excellent skills, and I have cartilage skills, I can fight if I want, and I can leave when I want to. Even in the Holy City, there are very few people who can kill me. ”

He Penghai is really as soft as a snake now.

The two attendants glanced at each other, one stayed behind to continue to appease the green-faced snake, and the other walked a few steps slowly, forcing Jiang Shu from the front of his back, "stay ......"

Yang Luo sighed lightly and said, "Brother Jiang, you can't delay too long. ”

Qiu Zhutou stood in front of Jiang Chen, looked at the corpse for a long time, and said loudly: "He Penghai's swordsmanship is extraordinary. ”

"Hmm." Jiang Shu bowed.

"It's true that the fatal wound is only in the throat." Jiang Chen bowed slightly, "So Xiao Zhi can be sure that the weapon used by the murderer should also be a thin sword." ”

Jiang Chen heard the meaning of his words, and his face suddenly turned cold, "The surname is He, let's fight inside!" "I stepped in.

Before Jiang Shu received the news, he hurried to Xicheng with Qiu Zhutou.

Seeing that this black green claw was about to grab Jiang Chen's left shoulder, Jiang Chen's shoulder shook, and his left elbow only hit forward heavily, and it just happened to hit the ribs of this attendant, "click", this entourage followed with a high snort, and his body seemed to have lost its weight, rolling and fluttering into the air, hitting the wall, before making a loud noise, and then quickly slid down under the bronze mirror, and seemed to have become a piece of clothing hanging outside.

There was no response in the house.

Jiang Shu's eyebrows and mouth were open, her eyes were staring at the sky, and she looked at the sky without focus, and the look of horror and help on her face was a little worse than Xiao Lingmeng's earlier appearance.

This is a weak left hand, with thick joints, calluses on the belly and joints, and it is a bad hand with a sword at a glance.

"You guess, there may not be the weak Immortal Buddha involved......" Qiu Zhutou's words were only half said, but Jiang Chen hadn't heard it yet, and this person was beating in his heart.

The personal entourage of the seventh heir of the dignified He family is by no means something that a special low-handed can handle, and a few steps that seem complicated are like magic, rushing down from the front, and the outstretched left paw showed a faint dark blue color, and quietly grabbed Jiang Chen's shoulder......

"I can see it."

Jiang Chen squatted up and sloppily examined the corpse's wounds.

"Immortal Buddha?" Jiang Chen glanced back, "You have also killed." ”

"Coincidentally, that's what I thought, too." Jiang Chen sneered.

Jiang Shu didn't stop, walked to the door and saw if the blue-faced snake had followed, and said in a heated voice: "Gongzi He, what are you waiting for?" ”

…………

Snow falls on the eaves.

Qiu Zhutou said: "The two of them competed in swordsmanship, the murderer's skills were inferior, a sword pierced He Penghai's throat, and then arranged the corpse in front of you, so that you thought that He Penghai died on his own sword, so that he was shocked by me...... What a bad ploy! It's wonderful! ”