Chen Jiannan killed the actuarian, and the wailing of the killed was very miserable and loud, and the whole process lasted for a long time, longer than an old Confucian scholar boiling a pot of boiling water, then making a cup of tea, and then slowly tasting tea. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing the heart-rending wail, the timid people had already run away in fear, but there were still many bold people gathered outside the herb shop to watch the excitement, and some people rushed to hear the sound.

Or they think that the murderous monk may not be able to attack someone they don't know and who has no grudges, or they think that there are too many people to suffer from the fish in the pond is not necessarily themselves.

The timid middle-aged short man saw that there were many people here, and in order to make two small bucks, he didn't want to die, carrying two baskets of cool skins and whispering outside.

Those who didn't eat lunch were hungry and their stomachs were croaking, and there were still two or three people who came to eat cold skins, and the short men were very busy, and they were busy putting cold skins into the sea bowls, and they were busy collecting copper plates.

The short man's face was not shaved with a long beard, and his heart was happy.

Selling cool skins at the scene of the murder is an extremely wise decision, as long as you earn a few more copper plates, you can sleep with a boneless little lady in your arms tonight.

Chen Jiannan walked out of the herb shop slowly, his hair was scattered, and there were blood stains all over his body, although he was a big celebrity in the cultivation world, no one recognized him for a while.

The short man who sold cool skins saw the murderer covered in blood come out, he was the closest to Chen Jiannan, and he was so frightened that he almost cried out of his mother.

His legs were shivering, his crotch was wet, and there was liquid dripping from his bottom.

The short man looked back at Chen Jiannan with a frightened expression, with a begging smile on his face, he quickly took up the cold powder, and even stopped the dishes, chopsticks and copper plates, and flew away with his legs, his buttocks twisted and twisted like a fat duck, which looked very funny.

But no one present could laugh, they all held their breath, their hearts hung in their throats, Chen Jiannan took a step forward, and the crowd collectively took a step back.

Chen Jiannan's face was blank, but there was a murderous light in his eyes, which everyone could see.

At this time, there was a solemn breath in the air, and everyone's hearts were extremely nervous, and no one dared to take the lead in escaping like a short man, lest he be the first to be killed by the murderer.

When Chen Jiannan killed the actuarian just now, someone who was particularly bold entered from behind, probed Ba Wang, who probed his brain, and the murderer with the ice coffin on his back killed the actuarial operator's family, and this matter had already spread among the crowd.

The miserable howl of the actuator when he was killed frightened them, what a cruel person would do such a murderous thing.

Many people who watched the excitement secretly complained, if they had escaped earlier, not so good, where would they have fallen into the current predicament.

Chen Jiannan is so famous, after all, someone still recognized him and whispered a few words: "Chen Jiannan." ”

Although the voice of the person who recognized Chen Jiannan was weak, the crowd was silent, and the people next to the speaker could hear it clearly.

Whispers gradually came from the crowd, and a few more people recognized him as Chen Jiannan, until everyone figured it out, he was Chen Jiannan, a famous genius of the Immortal Sect in the cultivation world.

The tension in the crowd gradually relaxed, and everyone was not so scared, after all, the Lost Immortal Gate slashed demons and eliminated demons, and eliminated evil and defended the way, which was very good in the impression of the world.

Chen Jiannan, this well-known name, he can't be a person who kills innocents indiscriminately and is a great traitor.

An old man strengthened his courage and asked: "Jiannan Daxia, what did the actuarian do to hurt the heavens and reason, why did you kill his whole family, were you assigned by your family, can you tell me and others?"

"If the actuator is a great traitor, you have done a great deed by killing him, and we, the common people, applauded and applauded, and presented you with a pennant representing our heartfelt respect. ”

Chen Jiannan didn't answer his question, but he grinned and chirped a few times, causing the crowd to take a few steps back.

His eyes were a little dull, his shoulders shrugged, he let out a nervous laugh, pointed to the old man who had just spoken, and said, "Jiji, you are the fat shopkeeper." ”

When he said this, the killing intent in Chen Jiannan's eyes increased sharply.

The killing intent in Chen Jiannan's eyes was undisguised, and a burst of panic spread among the crowd.

Chen Jiannan, he, is too abnormal.

A question popped up in everyone's minds, Chen Jiannan, what the hell is wrong with him!

Chen Jiannan's eyes rolled, and he finally recognized that the old man was not a fat shopkeeper, and the murderous aura on his body calmed down.

The old man looked at Chen Jiannan stunned, he didn't know that he had just walked a mile in front of the ghost gate.

Chen Jiannan stood stunned for a while, and finally took a step and walked east along the bluestone paved street.

Chen Jiannan walked over slowly, and there was a panic in the crowd, so he made way for him to walk over.

When people saw him carrying an ice coffin on his back and holding his child, they all had all kinds of speculations in their hearts.

Yin Susu, the saintess of the first generation of the Blood God Sect, the daughter of Yin Tianying, and the Taoist companion of Chen Jiannan.

Headed by the Misty Immortal Gate, many famous and decent families jointly sentenced her, and hanged her on the torture platform of the Trapping Immortal Mountain for the crime of rebelling against the demon girl.

Through the transparent ice coffin, you can see that the woman in the green dress in the ice coffin is like a sleeping beauty, which is Yin Susu.

There have been many reports about Yin Susu, one of the four beauties in the Xiuzhen world, and the green dress she wore when she reported it was exactly the same as the one in the ice coffin.

Many people will have a repair report at home, so they know Yin Susu.

Chen Jiannan didn't let the deceased enter the ground, carrying the ice coffin on his back, what did he want to do, did he want to resurrect Yin Susu?

There are no surprises in the cultivation world, many people have such speculations, and they really sigh at this pair of infatuated Taoist couples, and sigh that Chen Jiannan is an infatuated man.

Many people were moved by compassion, and their sympathy for Chen Jiannan suddenly increased a few points.

Chen Jiannan walked to a pill shop, the shopkeeper of this pill shop is surnamed Liu, and the fat shopkeeper usually walks around a lot, and they are a pair of very good friends.

The door of the pill shop was closed, and the voice of a young woman came from inside, and the woman must have looked very delicate.

"Oh, my lord, let's leave first, and avoid trouble. I heard that the murderer is looking for the fat shopkeeper, in case he knows that you move around a lot with the fat shopkeeper and finds us, wouldn't that be a disaster?"

"The old man just won't leave, the old man won't do anything hurtful, and he will be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in broad daylight......?"

"Bang dang!"

With a loud bang, the door panel was kicked up, flipped and hit the opposite wall, and then fell straight down, smashing many small bottles and jars, and the pills were scattered all over the ground, red, black, and purple.

There was no ghost knocking at the door, but the one who kicked the door came.

The murderer really came, and the guys in the store were startled, and the expressions on their faces were a little panicked.

A woman in a red dress dressed in a bewitching dress screamed, and hid behind the old man sitting in the Taishi chair in fright.

The woman in the red dress and the old man were talking just now, looking at their intimate appearance, the woman in the red dress was undoubtedly the old man's concubine.

The old man was full of white hair, with a bun coiled on his head, but he was wearing a gray Confucian robe.

His cultivation has reached the peak of Jindan, so he is in good spirits, not old, and he is alive and well when he has the joy of the bed with his concubine at night, just like a young man.

The Whistling Mountain Tiger has been operating the 'North and South Pill Medicine Shop' here for decades, and has business contacts with all the good and evil sects on the mainland, and in the past ten years, it has been inextricably linked with the famous sect Wanfamen, and the store mainly sells the elixir refined by Wanfamen.

Thirty percent of the elixirs refined by Wanfamen are sold through the North and South Dan Medicine Stores, so the relationship between the Whistling Mountain Tiger and Wanfamen is very close.

Since the interests are closely related, everything will naturally be taken care of, that is, the backstage backing as the saying goes.

Just five years ago, the common name Su Tianhe, the head of the Wanfa Sect with the Taoist name Mingji, accepted him as a registered disciple, which is a love and a popular heart.

The Whistling Mountain Tiger is a person on the road, and he usually doesn't do anything lacking in virtue, where can he earn so much silver.

The Whistling Mountain Tiger is also bold, and he will not be afraid of being bullied by someone.

With Wanfamen as a backer, and a registered disciple of Wanfamen, who else will he be afraid of?

The woman in the red dress standing behind the Whistling Mountain Tiger is named Hong Aya, who is a newly bought concubine at the beginning of the year.

Seeing that the door panel was kicked away, the wrinkled hands of the whistling mountain tiger slapped on the left and right armrests of the Taishi chair, and I don't know how hard he worked, the entire Taishi chair with the backrest turned into powder in an instant, and sprinkled on the ground one after another.

smashed the Taishi chair, and the Whistling Mountain Tiger stood up with a roar, his face was flushed with anger, and he shouted angrily: "Which bastard who doesn't have long eyes dares to kick the door panel of my Nanbei Dan Medicine Store." ”

The dust turned into the Taishi chair flew up, choking Hong Aya couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Master, antique, this is an antique Taishi chair made of boxwood, and it cost 10,000 taels of silver to buy it. The sound of the red silk chirping was like a warbler's cry, but it sounded very discordant at the moment.

After listening to Hong Aya's words, the Whistling Mountain Tiger remembered the value of the Taishi chair, and regretted it in his heart, so don't mention it.

But he immediately recorded the account that smashed the Taishi's chair to the person who kicked the door.

Chen Jiannan turned the foot of the door, stared at the Whistling Mountain Tiger with cold eyes, and walked over step by step.

"Chen Jiannan, why are you? When did my Nanbei Dan Medicine Store offend your sect, and you want to kick in the door?"

Seeing that it was Chen Jiannan, a genius swordsman from the Misty Immortal Sect, who came to the door, the Howling Mountain Tiger was a little panicked in his heart, and he originally wanted to shout angrily, but it turned into surprise and inquiry.

The Misty Immortal Gate is a righteous leader sect, and it has always been fair, and it is naturally strictly forbidden to bully the weak, is there any festival that dares to openly kick his shop.

The Whistling Mountain Tiger thought about it, but he couldn't think of any festivals.

Even if the fat shopkeeper offended the Misty Immortal Gate, after all, he had no relationship with him Whistling Mountain Tiger, and Chen Jian didn't knock on the south door, and kicked the door directly, which was too domineering, not like the style of the Misty Immortal Gate.

The Whistling Mountain Tiger's eyes were firmly fixed on Chen Jiannan, not letting him explain his reckless behavior of kicking the door just now.

"Say, where did the fat shopkeeper go?" Chen Jiannan's voice was cold, with an awe-inspiring murderous aura on his face.