This sudden happening happened quickly, and he stopped in the blink of an eye, and even felt the breath brought by the fight, which made Mo Ying, who was standing only an arm's length away, stunned.

Facing the night watch, which was close at hand, he could clearly feel the coldness that was different from this night.

Compared to the emotions when he was talking to himself just now, these seemed to be the four words squeezed out of his teeth, and Mo Ying could clearly feel that it was like a different person, and the man in front of him couldn't hold back the stormy machine.

It's like a sleeping tiger that has been disturbed by someone's dream, and it wants to choose someone to eat.

Especially when he turned his head, Mo Ying really felt as if his breathing had stopped, his heartbeat was out of his chest in an instant, and his legs did not obey the call to retreat, but he stumbled to the ground.

Songdao, who had already struggled to get up, covered his lower abdomen as if he was overturning the river and the sea, almost roaring, and said urgently: "Mo Ying, kill him quickly!" He knows so much! ”

The unprovoked sentence not only made Ye San more confused, but also Mo Ying was puzzled.

Got it?

Ye San frowned, could it be because he knew about framing Liangwei, so he wanted to kill people?

Already angered by Matsushima's unforeseen move, Mo Ying didn't know what this obvious provocation would do to this gloomy and murderous man.

The consequences are about to come out, but it is also after Matsushima once again made a suicide move.

Obviously, Songdao has already rested the uneven breath just now, he doesn't know how much the young man with a deep background in Da Zhou will know about Qingcha Nan Kezi, but all the troubles that Qingcha has suffered in Da Zhou in the past few years are more or less indirectly related to him, how can Songdao feel at ease?

Matsushima had to take action, not only to prevent the leakage of things about green tea, but also to prevent himself from ruining the plan that his emperor had worked hard to run for more than 20 years.

This is just the first step at the beginning, how can it be wrong in yourself.

It is to ask the reason for the situation, Matsushima forced the internal organs to turn over and over the severe pain, and put a starting fist pile similar to the Great Zhou Xingyi Fist, walking under the feet like a swimming fish shuttle, shoulders and waist, elbows and hips, can easily see that born from the Great Zhou martial arts body and formed a posture suitable for Fuying.

Between the movement of the body, it seems to be driven by the strength mixed with the wind, and it seems that the body shape is assisted by this punch to have such a fierceness, Matsushima's body is like a flow of energy, and every move is full of power.

It was close, just two steps away, and suddenly exerted force, and the whole person was like an arrow in front of Ye San's body in an instant.

It's just that compared to castration, the recovery is even worse.

The last to come first, has been watching coldly at Matsushima seems to be quite powerful, but it is actually a fancy routine, and the night three is only a charged punch, and he didn't even move, and he hit the other party to open the door.

Just go forward without hesitation, use fists to control fists, and stop fists with fists.

It's just that the speed is faster, and there is no defeat for both the enemy with 1,000 self-losses and 800 losses.

I didn't expect that the move that I was very proud of in Fuying would be easily cracked by the other party, and the stunned Matsushima could only take a sharp breath in a hurry, withdraw his fist and borrow his arms to protect the empty door in front of his chest.

However, such a hurried return to the guard was just a mantis arm as a car, only to feel a sharp pain from the arm that first touched the opponent's fist, and then the chest was still hit hard, and I could clearly feel the sound of "bang", the whole person seemed to have been hit by a mad cow, and couldn't stop "oh" retreat.

Hurriedly put his waist and horse together, and finally stopped the retreat and declined, looked at the gap and shook his hand, so that the two almost paralyzed arms quickly stretched a little, which was regarded as relieving the pain under this blow.

It's just that he obviously didn't expect the other party's speed to be so fast, a flower in front of him, a black shadow like a bone gangrene, moving left and right to the front, the figure jumped high, and once again hit the chest of Matsushima, who was slightly open in the middle door, with a dull sound, accompanied by a miserable scream, this time it was even more powerful than the few times just now, Matsushima flew out with a bang, boom, and the already messy hall was even more broken.

The fire is rising.

The flames jumped, and Ye San looked disdainful, as if he was looking at a dog that barked incessantly, "The carving insect small skill class has an axe." ”

When the blood gushed out of his throat, Matsushima completely sobered up in an instant, after all, he was also a well-known Lang Ren in Fuying, although he did not practice the swordsmanship that Fuying was proud of locally, but he had to practice a fist and foot kung fu, it is said that when the emperor traveled to the Great Zhou thirty years ago, he asked for a boxing master who lived in seclusion and did not care about the world, which was not one of the best, but it was also a top-class martial art, and at the moment, whether it was a hasty shot or a step-by-step greeting, it was completely easily resolved by the other party, and it seems that the gap between the two is self-evident.

With a move in his heart, he didn't dare to hold it up, Matsushima looked at Mo Ying, although he knew that he could only do a few hands and three-legged cat kung fu, but how could he deal with it, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how powerful the other party is, Mo Ying will be restrained by the side, and a frontal attack, there may be a glimmer of life.

It's just that his eyes just touched Mo Ying, and before he could see what he was doing, another black shadow suddenly came in the afterglow, like a gust of wind on the river, rippling.

Matsushima's several killing moves had already angered Ye Sangen, who didn't want to be a killer, but the other party's inch-inching shot made Ye Sangen grit his teeth, and his figure suddenly came, and he kicked again, kicking the Fu Ying Lang Ninja who was about to get up in embarrassment into the already soaring fire.

was stunned by the flames and screamed, how could Songdao still care about the pain like falling apart, his hands and feet were kept away from the fire, and his mouth was even more shouting, "Mo Ying, what are you still doing in a daze, if this matter is stabbed out by him, it will be over!" ”

It's okay not to say it, obviously I misunderstood the information mentioned in this sentence again, how can the night three watchmen, who have been carried away by anger, think about it? It's just that these two people are still unrepentant about the current tragedy caused by Su Liuyin, and they are trying to kill people to eliminate endless troubles, which makes Ye San more sure why this Fu Ying Lang Ren would kill him frequently, and turned his head to look at Mo Ying, who was frightened by Ye San's thunderous methods.

Thinking of Su Liuyin's tattered head again at noon, the tragic situation of the Su family just now, and Su Liubai was unconscious, and the murderous intent in the eyes of the third watch of the night skyrocketed.

The few maids on the side had already been so frightened that they didn't dare to move because they didn't leave any room for the third night just now, and one of them was already frightened and incontinent, and now they looked at this fire against the backdrop of the killing god who seemed to come out of hell and trembled, wailing.

Mo Ying could clearly feel the piercing coldness in the sight of the pair looking at him, and the fear emanating from the inside to the outside made him tremble uncontrollably, he really couldn't think of how he had come to this point, he was just thinking about helping the master vent his evil anger, according to the plan designated by Matsushima, who also had some grudges with Ye San, he did it step by step, and he didn't dare to say that it was seamless, but it was also considered comprehensive, at least in his own opinion, Ye San was kept in the dark from beginning to end.

Why did with the destruction of the Su family, as if the other party had seen through it?

Naturally, his head was blank because of fear, Mo Ying was so frightened that he waved his hand and spoke incoherently, "I didn't kill them, don't come here, I didn't think about harming anyone, I really didn't think that I would die, the Su family's affairs have nothing to do with me, don't come over..."

It is true that the night third watchman, who was already angry, couldn't listen to these words, and he walked towards Mo Ying step by step, as if he was stepping on Mo Ying's heartstrings step by step.

This is definitely filial piety, and the queen of Yongzhou has lost the conceit of being a bamboo in his chest at this time, and has been retreating, wanting to stay away from the night watch, the farther away the better, even if it is an inch and a foot.

The pressure that forced him to lose his breath had already turned Mo Ying from fear to terror.

Mo Ying, who was already frightened to the point of babbling, seemed to grasp the last straw in a hurry, and his eyes widened with horror were replaced by a kind of joy for the rest of his life, he pointed to the third watch of the night, and said the sentence that was sentenced to death.

"I am the envoy of Yongzhou canonized by the imperial court, you can't kill me."

In Mo Ying's opinion, this sentence that could save his life fell on the ears of the third watch of the night, but it became a naked threat.

In the threat he did not dare to kill him, not can't.

The murderous aura in Ye Sangen's eyes was even stronger, and he walked in front of Mo Ying in two steps, not giving him any room to react at all, and raising his hand was a slap.

Mo said that it was Mo Ying, whether it was the people around him, or Matsushima, who had just extinguished the embers on his body, they were obviously shocked by the slap that resounded in the night sky and covered the crackling and burning sound.

It took a turn to stop in place, and he spit out a mouthful of blood directly when he fell to the ground, mixed with a few molars, and his cheeks began to swell visibly, and he couldn't speak anymore, so he could only widen his eyes in fear again, endure the pain of his heart, and try his best to retreat backwards, just thinking about staying away from this murderous killing god.

Mo Ying naturally couldn't feel the murderous aura, he could only feel a coldness from the bottom of his heart, permeating his body.

Ye San was more condescending and spoke coldly.

"What about the canonization of the imperial court?"

Mo Ying, who had difficulty opening his mouth, obviously couldn't answer him.

Admittedly, I don't dare.

"You are a little envoy, what ability do you have to shout for canonization with me?"

Ye Sangen reached out and dragged Mo Ying up, looked at each other face to face, the anger in his eyes was like a substance nailing the latter, and his tone was also cold and terrifying.

"Your so-called heavenly reason is not tolerated, your so-called people and gods are angry, and your so-called way for heaven is to let the Su family, which has nothing to do with it, ruin people?"

"Or is it for your own selfish interests that you can think of yourself as a seamless careless disregard for human life?"

"There are so many ways to use it, why do you have to use women to deal with Liangwei? To remind the women who have forgotten these pasts, and then become known to everyone, is also the way you want to walk? ”

Mo Ying already believed that the person who broke into his house that night was the person from years ago.

It's just that it's useless anymore.

Ye San shook his arm with all his might, and Mo Ying, who was more than 100 catties, was easily pushed into the already rising fire.

With such a ruthless method, the startled two maids covered their mouths and screamed.

Mo Ying, who was screaming miserably, had a terrible voice that resounded through the night sky, struggling to run out of the fire, slapping the flames on his body indiscriminately, and being kicked into the fire by Ye San mercilessly.

Mo Ying, who had no hope of escaping several times, saw Matsushima not far away, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw again, and rushed over, just begging this righteous Fu Yinglang to save himself.

It's just that Songdao, who has already crossed the river and can't protect himself, has difficulty getting up under the attack of the third watch of the night, and he doesn't know how many bones are broken, and his breathing brings a tingling pain in his internal organs, how can he still have the heart to take care of Mo Ying?

It's just that he can't dodge and can't dodge, and Mo Ying, who saw a few flames running around his body, ran straight over, but before he took a few steps, he was caught up by Ye San and kicked into the fire again.

The fire was not large, and the screams were terrifying.

In the raging fire, Mo Ying's screams gradually disappeared, his movements became smaller and smaller, the fire was full of light, crackling, and the unpleasant smell of burnt paste spread throughout the courtyard.

Matsushima swallowed in horror, and he began to regret how he didn't take it upon himself to provoke such a killing god.

Sensing someone walking up to him, Matsushima's gaze finally turned away from the charred corpse and turned to look at the young man in front of him who had burned people alive.

At the last glance, I saw the fierce face of the young man who had ruined the emperor's plan several times, hideous and terrifying.

and his raised feet.

The last sentence was the emotionless words of this murderous young man.

"You deserve to die, too."

Immediately afterward, I could clearly feel my head slamming into the bluestone slab-paved ground, making a dull "thud".

This is the last voice Matsushima hears.