Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Xue Feigong never looked back, but the corner of his eye glanced at the green clothes clearly.

I don't know if it's because of internal injuries, or because I am disgusted that the man behind her touched her body, Xue Feigong's face was cold.

Obviously, in Xue Feigong's opinion, the man in Tsing Yi behind him was taking advantage of people's danger, which was also not a good thing.

However, as soon as Xue Feigong had such a thought, the guy behind her suddenly grabbed her hand, and then, a huge force that she couldn't resist at all surged into her hand.

Xue Feigong only felt that her body flew off the ground uncontrollably, and the sky was spinning for a while, and the eldest lady of her dignified General's Mansion was thrown onto the high platform.

As soon as Song Yuchen threw Xue Feigong onto the high platform, the poisonous silver spear stabbed in front of him.

As Song Yuchen judged before, this "Lupin" was made by Wang Longhuan's disguise, and as for the real Lupin, he had already been killed by Wang Longhuan in the thatched house.

Wang Longhuan is really a mad dog, because when he was in Jiangling Mansion, he failed to arrest the thief Wen Yongting, who assassinated the emperor, but let him escape again, and the Son of Heaven was furious and ordered to severely punish the people of the soul mound. Wang Longhuan is one of them, he was beaten to the point that he almost lost his life, not to mention the errand of losing the soul mound, and now he has completely become a lost dog.

When he was still on an errand in the soul mound, because of public and private interests, whether it was in the government and the opposition or in the rivers and lakes, the number of people he Wang Longhuan offended could not be counted, and everyone was eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood. Without the protection of the big tree of the soul mound, Wang Longhuan has been walking on thin ice for a long time, and he doesn't even dare to show his true face. To put it mildly, it's a rat crossing the street.

So he must find another backer as soon as possible, and the Xue family is the best choice.

The tip of the spear had not yet pierced Song Yuchen, but the cold air blew its green silk into the air wantonly.

A yin smile appeared on the corner of Wang Longhuan's mouth, he originally planned to withdraw after seeing Xue Feigong injured, but he didn't expect to kill a guy who didn't have long eyes halfway. Wang Longhuan simply used the silver gun in his hand a little faster, trying to nail the man in Tsing Yi to the ground with one shot.

Song Yuchen smiled coldly, and in Wang Longhuan's stunned eyes, he poked out his middle finger and thumb and made a movement similar to that of an orchid finger.

Wang Longhuan was stunned for a moment, and then sneered hideously, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he didn't know if he didn't dodge or dodge, but he still wanted to cut off his silver spear with just two fingers, what is this not looking for death?

Since you are sincere in seeking death, then I will fulfill you.

"The fourth can't!" Behind him, Li Niu exclaimed when he saw this scene.

Although everyone here has signed a life and death certificate in advance, and they are at their own risk, but this is the General's Mansion after all, and the five of them are from Guangmo, and their identities are sensitive, if they really kill someone, they are afraid that they will cause unnecessary trouble.

And Li Niu was surprised to find that his brother was not dealing with someone else, it was the man surnamed Song who was with them before.

"When did he get there?" Li Niu wondered in his heart, he clearly remembered that the man in Tsing Yi was still talking to his eldest brother just now.

On the high platform, Xue Feigong couldn't help frowning when he saw Song Yuchen's movements.

She didn't really like this guy who touched her body very much, but anyway, he helped her once.

Through the short fight just now, Xue Feigong probably figured out the strength of the other party. In terms of qi machine cultivation, Xue Feigong prides himself on being stronger, but that person's marksmanship is tricky and sophisticated, and it really shouldn't be something he can do at his age. Compared to her half-ass, the other party is the real master of the gun.

Although the guy in green clothes just now was throwing her away, she could feel that his cultivation was not weak, but it was really not a rational move to intercept the sharp silver spear with his bare hands.

In a hidden position in the corner of the martial arts field, an old man dressed as an ordinary rich man stood there with his hands on his sleeves, his eyes slightly narrowed, like a napping tiger.

Behind the old man, a middle-aged man with a big knife at his waist stood like a pine, the middle-aged man was wearing a dark light armor, and the elder had a standard Chinese face, if it wasn't for the beard, he would definitely be a Confucian general with an elegant atmosphere.

It is worth noting that the middle-aged man carried a two-stringed giant bow on his back, as well as a quiver, which was full of feathered arrows, and these feathered arrows were also quite unique, twice the length of ordinary feathered arrows, and more stout.

When Wang Longhuan suddenly shot at Xue Feigong from behind, the middle-aged man's thick eyebrows were upside down, his eyes instantly turned cold, and without saying a word, he took off the giant bow behind his back, ready to intercept Wang Longhuan's vicious shot.

But the middle-aged man, whose real identity is one of the seven generals of the Da Ying Dynasty, had just pulled the giant bow to the full moon, and the old man who looked like a rich man waved his hand to stop him.

The old man Xue Bing squinted and saw the young descendant in green clothes throwing his granddaughter onto the high platform.

The old man was happy at that time, and asked with a smile, "That kid is the person you told me before?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Nie nodded lightly and replied respectfully, "Father Hui, this is the person." ”

He Nie Yi can become one of the seven generals of the dynasty, how can he be a mediocre martial artist, and the general's mansion has its own heritage. In fact, from the moment all the people stepped into the gate of the General's Mansion, Nie Yi, who was hiding in the shadows, found out their catties, except for two people, one was Wang Longhuan, and the other was Song Yuchen in green clothes.

For Wang Longhuan, Nie Yi looked away, just thinking that he was an ordinary martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow, but he didn't expect that he actually had the strength of the peak of the Heavenly and Human Realm. But what made Nie Yi puzzled was how that person managed to hide part of his qi, and even he could deceive him.

As for the young man in Tsing Yi, at first glance, he seems to have no martial arts at all, and he is an ordinary person, but when he looks closely, he feels that he is as deep as the ice abyss in the north, and he can't see through it at all.

Since it is a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, the person who comes should know some martial arts, so Nie Yi concluded that this Tsing Yi descendant is definitely not so simple.

The old man nodded for no reason, and said with a smile: "This kid is good, what do you think?"

Nie Yi was thinking about how to answer the old man's words, and on the other side, Song Yuchen poked out two fingers, like maggots on tarsal bones, and pinched them on the sharp tip of the spear.

Nie Yi's face suddenly became solemn, and he blurted out three words-"Taisujing!"

Wang Longhuan's expression changed drastically, and he only felt that a majestic qi like a river tide was coming towards him from the tip of the gun.

"Too Sujing!"

These three words came to Wang Longhuan's mind at the first moment, although he felt it personally, Wang Longhuan still didn't want to believe that the other party who was the same age as himself had actually reached the terrifying realm of Taisu.

Wang Longhuan subconsciously wanted to let go, but the silver spear seemed to have ten thousand catties of suction, firmly sucking his hand.

Wang Longhuan stared at it and found that there was a dense red silk thread like something, gushing out of the other party's fingers, sticking to the barrel of the gun and spreading to his end, and finally crawling up his palm like an appendage.

It was these mysterious red threads, which were smaller than a hair and more imperceptible, that bit his hand to death.

Qi is like a tide, red silk is like a snake, burrowing into Wang Longhuan's body, and then into his meridians.

The disguised mask finally exploded, revealing his true face, because the majestic qi in his body was raging, and Wang Longhuan's face was hideously twisted to the extreme.

"It's you?!" Wang Longhuan's voice was hoarse, like a wounded beast.

A few months ago, he and Liu Fengyuan and other soul mound masters intercepted Wen Yongting on the Jiangling River outside Jiangling Mansion, at that time, the thief was already at the end of the crossbow, and it was an ironclad matter to arrest the thief, but at the critical moment, a mysterious person suddenly attacked Liu Fengyuan, and seriously injured Liu Fengyuan with a hairpin with the technique of controlling the sword.

Although he had never seen the front of the mysterious man, Wang Longhuan had a faint glimpse of his back, as well as the qi on the hosta at that time, which he remembered vividly.

Of course, Song Yuchen could understand the meaning of Wang Longhuan's words, he had no intention of denying it, and sneered: "Yes, it's me." ”

"You shouldn't have hit my family with your mind. Song Yuchen lowered his voice and said in Wang Longhuan's ear: "Oh yes, the eldest lady of the Xue family has a marriage contract with me, and it can be regarded as my family. ”

Wang Lung became crazy when he ascended, his eyes were scarlet, and he was extremely mad.

Wang Longhuan suddenly stretched out his other hand and snatched the short knife in the hand of a person beside him. In the stunned eyes of everyone around him, Wang Longhuan cut off another wrist that was sucked by the silver spear.

Those who are less courageous, and those who have never seen the bloodshed of the rivers and lakes for the first time, can't help but vomit when they see this scene.

Someone actually cut off his own hand.

Wang Longhuan's hand raised and fell, quite crisply, just snorted muffled, without a trace of screaming. As if he didn't cut his own hands.

After cutting off his right hand, Song Yuchen's majestic qi machine was also cut off, and Wang Longhuan decisively chose to flee from here without thinking.

Wang Longhuan's body swept again and again, and fled outside the martial arts field.

Song Yuchen let go of the silver gun in his hand, glanced at it and fled to Wang Longhuan, who was a foot away, and didn't seem to have any intention of chasing.

"Mad dog. Song Yuchen muttered.

Song Yuchen glanced down at his fingers, and the last few strands of red silk just shrank back "shyly".

This is a kind of supernatural power that he has realized since entering the Taisu realm! Today is the first time he has used it.

As for what the name should be, Song Yuchen hasn't thought about it yet.

Of course, Song Yuchen doesn't chase Wang Longhuan, and he doesn't really want to let the tiger return to the mountain, because even if he Song Yuchen can let him go, some people will definitely not let him go.

Now Wang Longhuan's internal meridians have already been destroyed by half, and when he escaped just now, he seemed to be alive and well, but in fact, he was at the end of the crossbow, not to mention that this mad dog also cut off a hand.

Sure enough, Ding Weimao chased after him with a murderous face.

Although they still didn't figure out what was going on, Li Niu and the other two also followed as soon as possible.

Song Yuchen no longer thought about the mad dog, this time unless he could escape, he would definitely die.

After disposing of this mad dog, Song Yuchen naturally had no need to stay here, and as for the uncle of the General's Mansion, he didn't even have the interest to think about.

With such a fierce Miss Xue, his spleen and stomach can't bear it.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the martial arts field, Song Yuchen slipped out quietly.

However, in the distance behind him, Nie Yi, who was ordered by the old general Xue Bing, was quietly following him.

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