The strong man left behind ten armor soldiers, and under the watchful eye of these people, none of the fourteen Bifu people dared to enter the main room.

They didn't need all of them to come out to act, they were really afraid that the four villains would take the opportunity to kill people.

Yin Shuiliu and his fake couple stood at the back, the mantra in front of him was wearing the wig that Ai Rong had put on him, he was choked and couldn't control himself, and he was about to fall into a coma several times, and the old drama bone Lauder next to him poked him and whispered: "It's over." ”

In Linshan City in the middle of the night, the lights of thousands of homes are extinguished, and most people have already fallen asleep, but the scene in Bifu has just begun.

Everyone speculated whether the painting city lord would come to Bifu in person, or send someone to take away Bi'anjie's body again, and the ten armor soldiers guarding the entrance and exit of the inner courtyard saluted, and the painting city lord who rose into the sky like a black cloud had appeared in front of his vision.

There weren't many people with them, only two.

This is a family matter, and it is an ugly matter, how can it be fanfare.

None of the numberers looked at each other, and Yin Shuiliu lowered his head after only one glance at the back, and he didn't even see clearly whether the two people behind him were men or women.

Laude and his ilk have the means to hide their own cultivation and cut off their gaze sense, but he owes nothing to it.

The painting city lord who came first was dressed very ordinarily, not showing any wealth and nobility, leaving only a handsome face with a short beard, and his face was as heavy as water, and not much emotion was revealed.

Before he entered the main chamber, he did not glance at the fourteen numbered ones, but said to the armorers, "What have you done to make these people difficult, let them retreat." ”

The leader of the armor should be, and whispered to everyone: "Don't you retreat?"

The crowd was afraid of their status, and did not look up at the nobles in front of them, and withdrew from the inner courtyard from the side passage trembling and frightened.

"Sister-in-law......"

A coquettish voice sounded beside the painting city lord.

I don't know how to describe this sound of Yin Shuiliu, he only felt that his body was almost crispy and transparent from the outside to the inside, he was shocked, and he couldn't help but look back.

Compared with this voice, Zijiao's coquettish voice is really not enough to even be qualified to lift shoes.

Go indoors.

Yin Shuiliu couldn't hear the movement in the main room, and he only knew that the ten armorers had also withdrawn from the inner courtyard.

Zijiao knew that Yin Shuiliu was out of his ears, and he didn't avoid everyone, so she was affectionately beside him, breathing in his ear, and telling him about the situation in the main room one by one.

"Ruyi, you say it again, in front of me, in front of Brother Bi's corpse, you will tell me what you said before, again. ”

"Sister-in-law, tell the truth quickly, don't be angry with your brother, Bi Lang is not such an ungrateful, shameless and immoral person, there must be some conspiracy here, sister-in-law must not let those traitors' tricks succeed. ”

Zijiao's voice was controlled by magic, enough for the four people who cultivated to be the weakest to hear it, but it didn't spread to the outside at all.

The front is obviously painted by the city lord, and the back is the flattering voice, which belongs to the sister of the city lord.

The three of them all saluted and thanked Zijiao.

Yin Shuiliu had a little itch in his ears, and when he glanced at Zijiao, he saw the thrilling smile on her face, and whispered to him: "Honestly, is she good-looking, or am I good-looking?"

"My sister is good-looking. Yin Shuiliu didn't even think about it.

"Dead ghost, if you don't mean it, you are used to such sweet words. Zi Ji patted Yin Shui with a strange look, and she asked Zhenyan again: "As far as you, a thief monk, are familiar with him, did he praise other women like this before?"

The others frowned a little, and rolled into the room for a long time, how could these two dog men and women have such a cordial relationship?

The mantra monk did not squint, looked like a monk, and said seriously: "Amitabha, Grandpa Yin said this to every woman he slept. If my sister asks the little monk, the little monk doesn't really say anything, whether it's looking at Chengling horizontally, or looking at Chengfeng sideways, sister, not only is your face inferior to the other party, but you are ...... in this distance and proximity."

Mrs. Ruyi was just crying, and the painting city lord kept asking, it should be grabbing her shoulders and shaking, and there was the sound of tears splashing on the ground. Zhao Han couldn't help but interrupt this kind of foul language, but his broadcast in this form was really unprofessional.

Feng Jing'er calmly analyzed: "Mrs. Ruyi should have been coerced, but with the respect of her city lord's wife, how many people in this city can persecute her like this?"

Qi Wen snorted in a low voice, with some inexplicable gleam in her eyes, and participated in this broadcast trend out loud: "Seeing that Mrs. Ruyi insisted on denying it, the master of the painting city was in a hurry to draw his sword and force himself, he is really a rare martial arts affectionate man." His sentence 'Even if the whole city doesn't believe you, my eyes are not blind, you can't fool me, you tell me' really makes people ......"

"Brother. ”

"Husband. ”

"Sister-in-law, are you really willing to be used by traitors and force your brother to commit suicide in front of you?"

Luo Shanshan learned Zijiao's broadcast method to tell the conversation in the main room, and then sighed: "Mrs. Ruyi cried so much, but she still didn't deny it, even if the sword of the Qu City Lord was really ......."

......

This is the end of the general situation of the main room.

The city lord was injured and bleeding, obviously the sword was too sudden, the two women couldn't stop it, I don't know where it was hurt, in terms of painting the city lord's cultivation, it was also too badly injured.

The sister of the city lord cried and called for the armor, and hurried away with the city lord and Mrs. Ruyi, but Bi'anjie's body was still on the couch, and no one touched him.

"It's all gone. ”

After being reprimanded by the armor soldiers, everyone waited for a while, and did not come out to check, and they also knew that there were only fourteen of them left in Bifu.

Zhao Han and the others were analyzing the current situation, Yin Shuiliu didn't participate, he approached Zi Jiao a little, and asked in a low voice: "Good sister, can you tell me, what is the name of the city lord's sister, did you hear it just now?"

Zi Ji glanced at him and said with a smile, "Why should I tell you?"

The monk poked his head over and said strangely: "Father-in-law Yin, the little monk is so familiar with you, why don't you ask the little monk and say hello to my sister?"

Zi Ji glanced at the thief monk fiercely, and said to Yin Shuiliu angrily: "What is the girl's surname, I don't know, I only heard the city lord call her Pi'er." ”

"Peere?"

Yin Shuiliu muttered in a low voice, groaning and not making a sound.

Six hours, half of which had passed, and everyone was not careless, and they were no longer separated when they sat in the same room, and few people dared to close their eyes to rest, so they meditated one after another.

As for whether or not he really entered the cultivation level, the people on the other side didn't know at all.

Yin Shuiliu snuggled beside Zi Jiao, his spirit was highly concentrated all day, his cultivation was far from the state of sleeplessness, and he didn't know what the situation was tomorrow, when the feeling of exhaustion hit, he temporarily gave up the technique of guidance, and closed his eyes and took a nap regardless of his spirit.

As soon as he snored slightly, Zi Ji looked at Yin Shuiliu who suddenly leaned on her lap and said, "Little wrongdoer, relying on your aunt and grandmother to like you, you are so careless." ”

Glancing at Zhenyan, he said: "My aunt doesn't like Grandpa Yin, and Grandpa Yin dares to sleep on my aunt's lap." ”