Murong Han refused to move, and Murong Yi in the room was angry again: "Han'er, then Qian Qingjian has Zhuo Qianyue and He Fatzi who will go to the rescue." What is it good to use you to sell www.biquge.info pen&fun& pavilion? You can't rush out at all now, and going out is a dead end, do you think that if you go to save Qian Qingjian, Zhuo Qianyue will let you go?"

Murong Han shook his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Since Zhuo Qianyue is with He Fatzi, how can they let Qian Qingjian go? Qian Qingjian has killed dozens of disciples of the Kunlun Sect, and if I don't let him go, he will be equivalent to dying in my hands! I always think that if I hadn't told Qian Qingjian's father about your illness, he wouldn't have come to Guangming at all!"

When Qian Qingjian heard this, he suddenly had the urge to hug Murong Han and kiss him, this is the right solution!

"There is only one woman in the world who misses me, loves me, loves me, and is willing to use her life to protect me, and can truly understand my thoughts, it turns out that she is the most ideal wife in my life!"

Just when Qian Qingjian thought of this, he suddenly heard a slight sound of tile vibration, turned his head to look, and saw that there were already three people running on the roof of the Guangming Hall, it was Zhuo Qianyue, the fat man, and the woman with a white veil on her face. He immediately snorted lightly: "Murong Han, run away! I'm already out!"

Murong Han was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't move immediately, but he looked at Qian Qingjian's side, but Murong Yang no longer waited for his sister to act together, and ran towards Murong Yi's room alone.

"Escape?" Zhuo Qianyue's Ling Bo micro-steps were also as light as the wind on the roof, and after spitting out the word "escape?", the person was already three feet away from the eaves on the side of the courtyard, only to see her flying in the air and falling into the courtyard, her white clothes fluttering, like a fairy descending from heaven in the cold moonlight.

was in the air, but the head of the mantis deviated to Qian Qingjian's side, as if he said to Qian Qingjian: "Can you escape?"

Qian Qingjian saw that Murong Yang was about to run into his father's room, guessing that the secret passage with the bright top was in Murong Yi's room, Murong Yang ran with his Lao Tzu, who should Lao Tzu find to settle the grievances of more than nine months? He didn't think much about it, he broke a few tiles casually, and hit them out with his iron fingers, only to hear the sound of "pop" twice, Murong Yang's left face and left shoulder were each hit by a broken tile, and half of the blood flowed in an instant, Murong Yang hurriedly retracted his feet, and the third and fourth broken tiles with an advanced amount flew in front of him, failing to hit one after another.

At this moment, Zhuo Qianyue also fell in the courtyard, she was not in a hurry to kill Murong Han first, but continued to step out of Ling Bo microstep, a drift caught up with Murong Yang, a sword in her hand, stabbed in Murong Yang's back, the tip of the sword went straight through the chest, and then turned her head to look at Qian Qingjian on the roof and said, "Thank you for blocking the enemy for me." ”

In the next moment, she pulled her long sword out of Murong Yang's body, pointed it at Murong Han with the bloody tip of her sword, and said to He Ziyi, who was still running on the roof: "This woman is left for you to kill, don't you want to marry me? This is your chance to show your heart." ”

Hearing this, Qian Qingjian's chest of 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past, you Lao Tzu personally promised you to me, you actually carried me behind my back and gave this filthy fat man the hope of marriage proposal.

But seeing that blood was spurting wildly on the back of Murong Yang's chest at the same time, he pointed at Zhuo Qianyue, with a look of regret on his face, and said with difficulty: "I... It's long overdue... Send... Man killed... ......" didn't say the word "you", and fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.

Almost at the same time, only to hear Murong Yi yelling in the room: "Yang'er!"

Outside, Murong Han covered his mouth, stared at his dead brother with wide eyes, and remained motionless.

Qian Qingjian was also very surprised, this Zhuo Qianyue was really fast! He was originally going to use the tiles as a hidden weapon to hit Zhuo Qianyue's long sword when Zhuo Qianyue made a move on Murong Han, as long as she didn't practice the "Broken Arrow Style", she couldn't continue to kill Murong Han, even if she practiced the "Broken Arrow Style", she had to deal with her own tiles, and it was impossible to let the tiles attack her and focus on killing Murong Han.

However, Zhuo Qianyue actually chose Murong Yang to attack first, but Qian Qingjian did not expect it, although Qian Qingjian took revenge on Murong Yang a few times, but he really didn't plan to let him die, kill his eldest brother, how can he marry a wife?

The story of killing his father and marrying his daughter is particularly deceitful, and even if the daughter is willing to marry, sooner or later she will be a husband who will kill her father with all kinds of calculations and all kinds of revenge! How could Qian Qingjian not know this? That is, Wanyan Honglie has loved Bao Xiqiao for 18 years, and he did not dare to tell Bao Xiweak the truth about his murder of Yang Tiexin.

It was too late, it was fast, Murong Han and Qian Qingjian were stunned, He Ziyi and the woman with a white veil had already jumped from the roof at the same time, He Ziyi saw that Murong Han and Zhuo Qianyue were on par with each other, and hesitated for a moment and couldn't bear to start, but the masked woman did not hesitate, and directly stabbed Murong Han with a killing move.

With a crisp sound, the long sword in the masked woman's hand had been knocked to the ground by the tiles, and the masked woman immediately looked up at Qian Qingjian on the eaves, and said with a sharp gaze: "Big brother, kill this sworn enemy of the Kunlun faction first!"

He Ziyi was worried about what to do, and when he heard his sister say this, he was in the middle of his arms, jumped up, and rushed to the eaves again, the person was in the air, and the sword light was already scorching, and the tip of the sword conjured up three sword flowers, covering the three big points in front of Qian Qingjian.

At the same time, Zhuo Qianyue on the ground smiled coldly, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, since I can't do it, I'll come by myself!"

Murong Han had also woken up from his deep pain and shouted, "Give back my brother's life!" He didn't dodge the long sword, and slapped down on the top of Zhuo Qianyue's head with one palm, making it a fighting style that ended up together.

Just when these aspects were moving at the same time, Qian Qingjian made a move, and he hit the three tiles in his hand at Zhuo Qianyue's sword, Zhuo Qianyue's ribs and He Ziyi's sister, and then He Ziyi's sword also arrived in front of him, Qian Qingjian sneered and said:

"Rice" (Zheng), "grain" (Zheng), "Zhi" (噹), "Zhu" (Zheng), ...... "also shine!"

The three "zheng" sounds between his words were his iron finger magic power that flicked He Ziyi's sword three times in a row, but the "poof" sound was the broken tile that hit Zhuo Qianyue's sword and hit the target.

These three times failed to bounce He Ziyi's sword, Qian Qingjian was not surprised, after all, he was the head of Kunlun, and the sword could still be handled, and he came out with the fourth blow - with the Shangyang acupoint of the index finger on the sword body, this is not an iron finger, but a yang finger!

He Ziyi only felt that the tiger's mouth holding the sword was scorching hot, and an extremely strong internal force penetrated the meridians in his hand along the hilt, and then the tiger's mouth produced a sharp pain that wanted to tear apart, and he couldn't hold the sword anymore, so he had to let go, and the sword fell to the snow. Then he saw a big foot kicking him in the chest, and at the same time he heard in his ears the phrase "Shine brightly!"

He Ziyi flew upside down to the ground at a height equal to the eaves of the Holy Flame Hall, and fell firmly on the snow, unable to get up for a long time.

Before He Ziyi was kicked away, the masked woman in white veil had already been hit by the tile and couldn't move. And Zhuo Qianyue's long sword was almost knocked away, and it was no longer able to pose a threat to Murong Han, and when she was dodging the broken tile that flew to the ribs, her shoulder was scraped by Murong Han's palm, although she was not injured, but it was a little painful, she hurriedly jumped out of the circle, glared at Qian Qingjian and shouted: "The surname is Qian, who are you helping?"

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