The woman held the dog and played with it for a long time before she felt cold, turned around slightly, and wanted to return to the hall.

The woman's footsteps suddenly did not move, staring, and the expression on her face gradually extended from joy to horror.

The woman screamed.

"Ah......h

This time, Gong Zhijing finally leaned out of his whole body, and hurried into the hall in two steps and one step at a time.

Looking at the public end from afar, Shen Gongxing was still sitting firmly on the Taishi's chair, with a commanding and commanding expression on his face, and he secretly thought in his heart: How can this little lady be so panicked!

It wasn't until it took a few more steps that the clues could be seen.

Shen Gongxing naturally sat still, but instead of sitting steadily, he sat stiffly like a stone, and a gurgling stream of blood slipped down silently from the throat on his neck.

A few moments ago, the reprimanding voice was still so vivid, but now it has become a corpse, and the only thing that accompanies it is cold and lonely.

And Shen Gongxing's face was only half of the surprise, as if his expression had not had time to change, and he had already stepped on the Huangquan Road.

It's all chilling and creepy.

Even the Gong Zhi, who had never been calm, couldn't help but clench his fists.

So it's no wonder that the woman screamed heartbreakingly.

But now is no time to comfort a woman.

A lot of things have been figured out in the mind of the public in an instant.

The bowl of haggis noodle soup that spread out outside the door for more than ten days in a row has always been a disguise, and everyone was deceived into thinking that Li Tuo would kill him from the front, but how could an assassination master like Li Tuo break through head-on? In fact, this point has long been questioned.

And although there was a lot of rumors, there was no action for more than ten days, which made everyone except the public stop vigilant and relaxed. A few days ago, Ximen Jingtang might have broken out and guarded the door, but then he could only meditate in the house; Xue Qi never poked his head out; and only the public end would appear in front of the threshold with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

As for Shen Gongxing, who was obviously the target of the assassination, he would find a pillar to hide for a while at the beginning, and then he would sit on the Taishi chair with his buttocks, to the effect that he was not worthy of sympathy or life.

Although Gongzhijing has no mercy, he still wants to find the murderer.

Gong Zhijing rushed towards the nine-bend and eighteen-bend * with one arrow step.

The public end is getting more and more urgent, and a voice in his heart is clearly saying that the attendant who was beaten and scolded by Shen Gong is the murderer.

According to the judgment of the public end, the attendant will never run away immediately, but when everything is settled, he will flee and slip away.

In front of him was an attendant walking through the corridor.

The public let out a loud shout.

"Stop. ”

The attendant turned his head and saw a fierce look on the blue face of the public end, and he didn't even dare to say more, so he walked away.

The public end is closely followed by him, and no one will escape under any circumstances.

Although he is cautious and careful, he is bold in his actions, and his feet are like the wind, and the interval between them shrinks with every step, and the attendants in front of him only spin around under their feet, and although they are fast, they cannot take a step; they are immediately chased after them.

Gong Zhijing's hand was straight, and his fingertips were fierce tiger claws, and the black tiger was digging out his heart, and he was suddenly bullied.

This move was not to go to the deadly, but immediately mentioned it and grabbed the back collar of the attendant.