Zhou Xiaorui, dead.

The flower-like age is forever frozen in the cold snowy night.

This girl from a small village who just wanted to go to the city to earn some money to share some pressure for her mother was tricked into Defang, and because she swore to die, she was killed by Zhu Ke and other Blackwater gangs.

Life and life are abused to death.

Did she do something wrong?

Not really.

It's not her who is wrong, it's Zhu Ke, it's from Defang, it's the Blackwater Gang.

But now, the right man was cold and stiff, lying in the snow.

Those who are obviously wrong, but they are staggered and laughing on the high-walled hall.

Is that right?

That's not right.

So what should I do?

- A person cannot be resurrected after death, but a person can die if he lives.

The second leader of the Blackwater Gang, the Blackwater Gang, has one more reason to die.

After the end of the marquee, the smoky gray characters representing Zhou Xiaorui's last wish appeared at the beginning of the scroll.

【Eight Wishes】

【Unresolved Hatred】

[Time limit: 10 days]

【Reward】

Yu Chen put away the Sutra, picked up Zhou Xiaorui's body, wrapped it in a straw mat, and placed it under the wall on the side of the road.

Only then did he push open the thick and cold purple and black door and walked in.

Because the tall and thin man and the short and fat man came out and did not put down the deadbolt, Yu Chen didn't have to make any effort when he walked into Congde Fang.

From Defang, probably because the second master Zhu Ke finally came to the last time, so even if it was late at night, the continuous attic was also bright, and from time to time there was the sound of laughter and scolding and cups colliding.

It's not lively.

Yu Chen walked along the path in the courtyard towards the most central attic.

There were no patrols or obstructions along the way, and it was like a trap without hindrance.

From De Fang, lobby.

Brightly lit.

On the high seat of the tiger's head, a strong man who looked to be in his fifties sat upright, wearing a dark red coat and crossed his legs.

His face was square and cold, like a carved stone statue, not angry and arrogant.

What's even more striking is that on the tiger head stone chair he was sitting on, a swarthy nine-ring broadsword leaned quietly, the cold light was faint and breathtaking.

On his side, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe closed his eyes and lowered his eyes, completely unmoved by the delicacies on the table.

Zhu Ke on the tiger head stone chair looked at the unhappy Blackwater Gang members below, his face expressionless.

It's different from these guys who are drunk today and drunk today.

I wish Ke to know more.

Tonight is not so much a feast from Defang as it is a feast for the head-pickers.

Previously, after Ji Lao Liu and Tie Tianshun encountered accidents one after another, the entire Blackwater Gang was greatly shaken, and people were panicked.

Except for the big boss Li Canghai, the remaining three masters all returned to the headquarters, gathered countless gangs, and waited for the battle.

I want to wait for the backbone Li Canghai to return from the state city before making a decision.

But what they didn't expect was that Wangqi suddenly came and told them a plan.

A plan to wait for the rabbit and invite you into the urn.

When the three masters heard this, their brows furrowed, but it was difficult to refuse.

Only then did they return to their respective industries, waiting for the head-picker to come.

So Zhu Ke knows very well that tonight, he and the more than 100 Blackwater gangs below are bait!

This made Zhu Ke, who likes to hold everything in his hands, quite uncomfortable.

But no matter how annoyed he was, it was impossible for him to lose his temper with the people who looked at the Qi Division.

As a result, Zhou Xiaorui, who was disobedient just now, unfortunately became a target.

"The master? Why don't you drink it? Suddenly, a drunken gang at the bottom raised his glass to Zhu Ke, "I salute the master's cup!" ”

After that, as soon as he drank it all, his face turned red, and he began to untie his belt, "I'll go and ...... conveniently."

As he spoke, he staggered towards the door.

Zhu Ke ignored him, sat on the high seat, his whole body tense, and his fingers unconsciously caught the handle of the nine-ring black knife.

But as soon as the drunk gang pushed the door open, the howling wind and snow came in a surge, like the roaring beast, which made many Blackwater gang members shiver up and down!

Wind and snow, frozen people!

But the helper who opened the door held on to the door with both hands, and did not go out or come in, but remained there stiffly.

"Ma San'er, what the hell are you doing? Isn't it cold on a big night? ”

"It can't be that you're drunk and falling asleep against the door, right? What a shame! ”

"Ma San'er, if you can't drink, go to the children's table! If you can't go back to your mother to breastfeed! ”

“……”

Under the cold wind, it freezes to the heart.

But this Ma San'er didn't close the door quickly, like a fool, and stayed in place.

Many Jianghu guests were naturally reluctant and scolded one after another.

Only Zhu Ke and the middle-aged man in the robe frowned slightly.

In the scolding of all the Jianghu guests, Ma San'er still didn't react at all.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that I fell straight to my back in a daze!

Bang!

Fall to the ground hard!

The round head, gurgling, rolled backwards and rolled to the center of the lobby.

Two eyeballs, round and round, staring at everyone.

It makes people feel cold in the bottom of their hearts!

At the same time, the headless corpse, like the prawn that had been drawn with a shrimp line, trembled a few times before the neck splattered with a hot bright red and spread on the ground.

Cold heads, hot blood, raging cold winds.

The sum of several things is like a basin of cold water, pouring it from beginning to end for many blackwater gang gangists!

In an instant, the drunkenness is gone!

Looking at the corpse of Ma San'er, I panicked in my heart!

One face, just one face that opens the door!

Many Jianghu guests didn't even hear the screams of the three children, and the others were gone!

Then, in the darkness covered with wind and snow, a black-clothed grimace figure stepped on Ma San'er's corpse and walked in step by step.

At that moment, the entire lobby fell into a deathly silence for a moment!

You can hear the pin dropping!

Then, the endless tide shouts!

Grimace in black!

Headpicker!

At the same time, Zhu Ke took a deep breath and looked at the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe on the side.

"Master Li, the fish has taken the bait."

The middle-aged man in the robe finally raised his head, looked at the head-picking ghost below, and nodded slightly.

Then take out a firework-shaped object and pull the lead!

Rumble!

The smell of gunpowder was permeated, and in the white smoke, the flames rose into the sky, shattering the roof, and bursting into the sky, bursting into brilliant light.

"Zhu Dangjia, our task is to hold him back before the deputy head arrives."

Zhu Ke nodded, looked at the many blackwater gang members with hideous faces, and took a deep breath.

"Brothers, kill this guy who is not a man or a ghost!"

At that moment, the shouting of killing shook the sky!

"Kill him!"

"This guy is the one who killed countless brothers in my Blackwater Gang!"

"Skin him! Pumping his muscles! ”

“……”

The wine is up, and the crowd is excited!

In normal times, these Blackwater gang members might still be afraid of the notorious head-pickers.

But at this moment, the spirits are bold, and there are many people, what are you afraid of?!

For a while, the bright sword soldiers were pulled out, and many Blackwater Gang members stared, blushing, and stalking their necks!

Swarmed!