Blood trickled down from the tip of the sword, and Jin Dong turned around and looked coldly at Tie Yin Zhou's hands.

You would never think that someone's eyelids could tremble like a flapping bee.

These people are full of fear.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was a demon in the Yama Temple, and he was opening his bloody mouth towards him.

Jindong smiled cruelly, and even revealed softness in his words.

"Is there any one among you who wants to avenge it?"

Everyone bowed their heads.

Although Tie Yinzhou has always been good to these people, in the mouth of the wolf's tooth and tiger, he doesn't even dare to breathe, let alone roar.

Indifference and silence penetrated the entire pear orchard in an instant.

Only a clear voice muffled the silence.

"Yes. ”

Jindong turned around, Wang Liang was stunned, and these people were also dumbfounded, just because the person who spoke had never seen it at all.

Mu Yurong's voice came out again, and she said very firmly.

"Yes. ”

Jindong's face had a miserable smile again.

Wang Liang was reluctant after all, although Mu Yurong was not as coquettish as Ling Xiang, it still made people want to kiss Fangze.

Wang Liang stood up and said.

"This person has nothing to do with Miss Mu, Miss Mu must not be involved. ”

The girl, who was easily shy, stared at a pair of cold eyes and did not take a step back.

Since I was a child, I have studied swordsmanship and martial arts around my master, and I can't forget what the master said when he handed over the wooden sword, the sword is a gentleman, it is Confucius and Mencius, and it is necessary to be upright before it is worthy of holding it.

And what Jindong did not only have the legacy of Confucianism, but also disgusted people.

"Such a man is not worthy of a sword. ”

Mu Yurong couldn't help but have such a voice in her heart, leading, without hesitation, to make a move on Jindong.

So Mu Yurong said.

"It's not mixing, it's not being strong, I have a reason to have to draw my sword!"

At this moment, who can only be regarded as a weak woman?

Jin Dong fiddled with the corners of his mouth and said.

"Good. ”

"Now that you have a reason to die, I might as well be a murderer one more time. ”

The sword that had already slipped was raised next to his eyebrows again, and the cold pupils of the yin owl and the sword blade stared at Mu Yurong's lightly curled chest.

Mu Yurong still had the cold in her skin, but she couldn't take care of it anymore.

For the sake of self-belief, even if you want to take a young life, you will not have doubts.

Even he was behind him, and he couldn't stop Mu Yurong from rushing forward.

Wang Liang really saw him come in at a glance.

He may still have snow on his shoulders, and his hands and feet are probably so stiff that he can't use them, but Wang Liang has absolutely no idea of doing anything with them. After all, even Jindong has suffered at his hands, and he is far inferior to Jindong.

Seeing that Wang Liang hurriedly turned around, he also pulled out the sword that had always been pinned to his waist.

The current situation no longer knows where to develop, in order not to cause extraneous branches, Wang Liang is now going to make a decision on Zhao Zidui's life.

As long as Zhao Ziwan broke his breath, Wang Liang would be able to slip away immediately.

At that time, even if there are more hundred and ten people, it will not affect Wang Liang to exchange the head for gold.

Having made up his mind, the sword slowly stabbed towards Zhao Zidu's throat.

Zhao Zidui's shoulders were still covered by rope chains, and Wang Liang's sword could not be dodged even if it was not good.

Suddenly, the glazed tiles of the zenith collapsed.

As those crystalline pieces of light fell, they flickered and shimmered, making the dazzling white more psychedelic.

At the same time, a figure accompanied by snowflake petals fell ten steps away.

Wang Liang's pupils immediately surged with blood, and he had to be ruthless, and the long sword burst into light.