"Her death is inseparable from you after all. ”

"I instructed the disciples of the coffin shop in the mortuary hall near Silin County to go to the Yamen of the Zhangjing Division, but I didn't expect to find her in the yamen. ”

"Baihu is really good at choosing people, there is such a big beauty hidden in the yamen, but it's a pity that she died. ”

Xiao Yiwen looked at Si Baihu coldly, his heart was colder than his tone, and he couldn't see his emotions moved by life at all, not even the slightest bit.

Such a ruthless talent is the most terrifying.

The head of the mirror Si Baihu's teeth chattered, making a "da-da-da" sound.

Baihu's eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was caused by anger or sadness.

Baihu gritted his teeth, and the whole person looked like a crazy beast.

"Then why did you make a move on her?"

"I didn't make a move on her, it was your hand, she knew that you were going to harm Song Zhong, so she took poison and committed suicide. ”

"Nonsense! What does it have to do with her that I killed Song Zhong? She doesn't even know what Song Zhong looks like, why did she take poison and commit suicide?"

"Heh, she was originally from the village near Heifeng Village, and after you looked at her, she subconsciously avoided the person in charge of the Mirror Division. She doesn't like you, but you are struggling, you are inconvenienced by the identity of the head of the mirror, so you colluded with the Black Wind Village, robbed the people's daughters, and hid in the innermost room of the Yamen, I just happened to know about it, and planned to rescue her from the sea of suffering. ”

Xiao Yiwen said indifferently.

In fact, he rarely speaks, and it is really very rare for him to say so many things as he usually does today.

All of this is because of Song Zhong, otherwise Xiao Yiwen would definitely be too lazy to speak.

The head of the mirror Si Baihu hugged his head, revealing a hideous expression.

"But if you go and save her from the sea of suffering, why does she take poison and commit suicide?"

"This is up to you, you brought Qin Wan's steward to the Wuji Holy Sect, planning to arrest Song Zhong and return to the Yamen, which had already been rumored in Silin County, and she committed suicide by taking poison after hearing this. ”

"Why? How could she know about it!"

"There is no impermeable wall in the world!"

"No, you must have hurt her!"

"Heh, don't you understand? Black Wind Village helped you kidnap her, and Song finally destroyed Black Wind Village, and Song finally became her benefactor. But you want to kill Song Zhong, which makes her feel cold, Song Zhong is a light in her dark life, you have to extinguish this light, which strengthens her heart to die. ”

"Originally, she didn't want to die, but she didn't want to live anymore when she thought of the things you did in collusion with Heifeng Village, and that you were going to kill Song Zhong, a benefactor she had never met!"

"Although she can't stop you from killing her benefactor, she can follow in the footsteps of her benefactor and walk on the Nai He Bridge together!"

Xiao Yiwen's words were sonorous and powerful, and every word turned into the sharpest blade in the world, piercing into the heart of the master of the mirror.

The head of the mirror Si Baihu burst into tears, and the splendid knife fell to the ground at some point.

"Poof..."

The director of the camera Si Baihu felt deep fatigue, and the whole person fell to the ground, listless.

When the disciples of the Holy Sect saw this scene, they couldn't help but secretly applaud in their hearts.

The corners of Song Zhong's mouth rose, he didn't expect Xiao Yiwen's methods to be so powerful, he could directly kill the other party's heart.

The heart of the head of the mirror Si Baihu was broken, and the people lost their combat power.

Shan Xiongxing's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly and left with his hands behind his back.

Staring at the 100 households in charge of the mirror, Xiao Yiwen sneered and said: "I don't care about the things you did with the Black Wind Village, the Black Wind Village has been destroyed, and the past will disappear with it." For the sake of the Mirror Division, I will let you go, and now you leave immediately with her corpse, and don't let me see you again. Otherwise, I will shake out the matter of your collusion with Heifeng Village, and at that time, the position of the hundred households will not be guaranteed, and the heads of the people on the item will also be displaced. ”

Xiao Yiwen's eyes were firm, and the head of the mirror Si Baihu had no doubt that the hall master in front of him was definitely a person who would do what he said.

The head of the mirror Si Baihu glanced at Xiao Yiwen deeply, and the whole person was like a walking corpse, mechanically picking up the woman in the coffin.

Picking up the splendid knife on the ground, the head of the mirror Si Baihu staggered down the mountain.

Looking at the back of the 100 households in charge of the mirror, Song Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.

originally thought that Xiao Yiwen would come to the rescue

"Thank you for your help. Song finally bowed to Xiao Yiwen.

Xiao Yiwen's face was like cold frost, and he nodded.

Closing the lid of the coffin, Xiao Yiwen picked up the coffin on the ground and looked at the surrounding Holy Sect disciples.

"Holy Sect disciples, listen to orders!"

"Yes!"

"Bury Qin Million's housekeeper, and then repair the cracked ground in the square. ”

Xiao Yiwen left two simple sentences and left.

Song Zhong stared at Xiao Yiwen, the vermilion coffin covered Xiao Yiwen's figure, and he couldn't see Xiao Yiwen's back.

Song Zhong smiled, and secretly said that Xiao Yiwen is also very interesting.

It's just that it's weird to carry a coffin all day long.

Maybe... This is the origin of the burial hall?

"Hmph... Hmph..."

On the ground, Wang Cheng's big fat man let out a muffled snort.

Not long after, Wang Cheng woke up leisurely.

Wang Cheng found that the disciples around him were scattered, and the arrogant and domineering Mirror Si Baihu who was originally standing in the square was long gone, and the fat man who followed him to provoke had already died in the square.

"Brother... What happened to that hundred households? Are you dead? Brother is awesome, and he killed a first-class master, and his strength is not much different from that of a first-class master, right?"

Wang Cheng touched his head, and his mouth was full of sycophants.

Song Zhong smiled helplessly and said, "I'm not that awesome, if I can kill that guy, I will definitely tell the world and declare my awesomeness." ”

"Huh, that guy isn't dead, so how can he let you go?"

"Isn't it good to let me go?

"Ahem, brother, I didn't mean that. ”

"How are you now, are you hurting internally?"

Wang Cheng checked up and down and said, "I didn't suffer too much damage. ”

Song Zhong was surprised, stretched out his hand to check Wang Cheng's body, knocked and beat from time to time, and found that Wang Cheng's body was as strong as an ox, and there was indeed no problem.

Wang Cheng grinned.

Wang Cheng took the blow of the Mirror Division, as if he was a nobody.

Song Zhong bowed slightly, it seems that this Wang Cheng's King Kong is not bad and has improved.

It's just that with King Kong's incorruptible improvement, Wang Cheng's figure seems to have become fatter.

Then, Song Zhong looked at the broken sword on the ground and fell into deep thought.

The Broken Sword exudes a faint smell of blood, and it has drunk the blood of many wicked people, and gradually becomes a fierce soldier.

It's a pity that this fierce soldier can't match the splendid knife of the Mirror Division, and it is broken here.

The sword is the treasure of the swordsman's heart, walking in the rivers and lakes, the swordsman's sword will not leave his body, and he is paying for the swordsman all the time.

Now that his sword is broken, it's time to find a sharper one.

Song Zhong looked at the entrance of the funeral hall, and he had to go to the hall to find the old steward to change the sword, and he didn't know if the money on his body was enough.

Thinking about it, Song Zhong couldn't help but walk towards the entrance of the hall.

Wang Cheng kept up with the pace and asked as he walked: "Brother, what the hell is going on? Tell me, hey, where is your sword? I feel like I have spent half a year sleeping when I get up." ”