When Duan Qianqiu stepped into Xiaobi Lake, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and a middle-aged man with a round face and a kind atmosphere brought him in from the side door.

The middle-aged man squinted his smiling eyes, but his smile was full of murderous intent, he handed Duan Qianqiu a sharp dagger and a black mask, and then told him in detail about the arming in the Shadow Moon Tower, the method of opening the secret grid, and the secret passage to escape.

In the end, he said: "Shen Weijing's guards are the weakest only when he sleeps with women, this is your only chance." I'll create a riot and attract some of the guards, and you'll have to do the rest!"

Duan Qianqiu thought to himself: "You even know the secret passage of Shen Weijing's escape, can't you just do it yourself? What are you looking for me to do?" He felt that it was inappropriate, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Duan Qianqiu looked at the mask in his hand again, thinking that he had already changed his appearance, and now he had to put another mask on top of his fake face, and a strong sense of absurdity instantly surged in his heart.

He followed the route map given by the person who answered him, dived through the lake, and after entering the Shadow Moon Tower, he found a shadow under the eaves and hid. In this place, it is easy to see the people entering and exiting the Shadow Moon Building.

The willow tops on the moon, the night is deep, and the hustle and bustle of Xiaobi Lake fades away.

Duan Qianqiu saw a person who looked like a brocade-clothed scribe walking towards the Shadow Moon Tower through the only curved bridge on the lake, under the arch of three personal guards.

The scribe was none other than Shen Weijing. His three bodyguards were a Taoist priest, a nun, and a monk.

Duan Qianqiu was in a hurry to breathe inward, controlling his heartbeat in the smoothest state, he knew who the three people next to Shen Weijing were.

These three people are a family, a mysterious and bloody family, where they are taught, no one knows. It was once haunted by the southeast coast, and the case of the extermination of the pirate king Nanami Ghost Saint who crisscrossed the sea frontier in the past is rumored to be committed by this family.

There is no good or evil in their eyes, and they kill both good and bad people, and they kill them cleanly and thoroughly. It is precisely because of this that they appear to be very low-key, because the insiders have been almost killed by them.

They have disappeared in the rivers and lakes for a long time, but they didn't expect to be caught by Shen Weijing!

These three are Blood Nun, Demon Dao, and Flower Monk, and the martial arts of any one of them are comparable to a sect master in the rivers and lakes.

With such three people personally escorting, it is no wonder that Shen Weijing has become more and more arrogant in recent years, but his life has become more and more stable. Shen Weijing entered his bedroom on the top floor of the Shadow Moon Building under their protection.

The three of them stayed outside his bedroom, and the rest of the guards stayed downstairs.

After a while, the girl's mournful cry came from the bedroom.

Duan Qianqiu was like a gecko, he walked to the window of Shen Weijing's bedroom, stretched out his hand and pushed it, the tentacles were cold, it was actually made of stainless steel, and it was all closed to death, leaving no gaps.

He returned to his place, examined the strength of the guards guarding outside the Shadow Moon Tower, and then waited for the commotion that the person who answered said that the riot occurred, but after a long time, there was no movement!

He decided to give up!

Because there is no one in the world who can kill the three people outside the bedroom without alarming the guards downstairs, and alarming the guards downstairs is equivalent to alarming the five or six hundred guards in Shen Weijing's mansion, if these guards arrive, even if Sima Canglong, who is recognized as the world's number one master in the rivers and lakes, arrives in person, he may not be able to run.

Just when Duan Qianqiu was about to evacuate!

At the other end of Xiaobi Lake, at the line of Qin Shiyao, there was a sudden sharp scream of a sound of arrows, and then accompanied by a violent explosion of firearms!!

A large number of guards in the garden gathered at the place where the fire started, because the big man over there, Qin Shiyao, could never have an accident!

The more than twenty guards downstairs did not move, their task was to protect Shen Weijing, even if the sky fell, they would not pay attention.

But for Duan Qianqiu, this is enough!

He swept up the corridor like a light smoke, and quickly came to the outside of Shen Weijing's room.

The Taoist immortal wind bone, fluttering like an immortal, is holding a Turkic warrior's scimitar in his hand.

When Duan Qianqiu saw him, he also saw Duan Qianqiu.

He didn't speak, because the people who appeared in the middle of the night without notice, he had met many times before, and his way of dealing with it was usually to kill them!

His knife slashed at Duan Qianqiu's shoulder joint like lightning, and he always liked to unload the limbs of his enemies, which gave him a lot of pleasure.

As soon as the knife was shot, the picture of Duan Qianqiu rolling on the ground like a blood gourd appeared in his mind, because he had always been very confident in himself.

There are not many people in the rivers and lakes who use knives better than him.

Duan Qianqiu didn't dodge, because he didn't have much time! The knife was embedded in his shoulder, as if it had slashed into a rock!

He has always been wearing soft armor, and the Taoist priest's knife is like thunder, breaking through the armor, but the flesh is extremely shallow.

Duan Qianqiu's fortune was full of gold and stone magic skills, and half of his body was still like thunder, and he felt a sharp pain and numbness.

The Taoist priest is happy, then there is great compassion, and then, there is no then. Because Duan Qianqiu's hand had already penetrated through his throat and protruded from the Heavenly Spirit Gai!

One move, with only one move, Duan Qianqiu killed the Crescent Moon Demon Dao with his bare hands!

After Duan Qianqiu tore the Taoist priest apart, the monk's flowers had already appeared above his Heavenly Spirit Cover, ready to bloom.

Yes, the monks use flowers!

The monk of the flowers, a wonderful monk who grows flowers, cherishes flowers and knows how to appreciate flowers.

There is no monk to be seen upstairs.

After the monk finished scattering the flowers, he disappeared, as if melted by the darkness.

Duan Qianqiu didn't dare to touch these flowers, and after eating the Taoist priest's knife raw, half of his body seemed to be his own, but his movements were still very fast.

He took a fancy to the nun's horizontal knife. Duan Qianqiu has always liked knives very much, because all the martial arts he practiced were derived from a sword book.

The nun was born extremely beautiful, her lips were so bright that her skin was better than snow, the Taoist priest died, her eyes were blood-red with rage, and her face was distorted, like a night demon from hell in the moonlight.

Her knives are faster, and her fighting style is even worse.

At this time, Duan Qianqiu drew a dagger from his waist and threw it at a large shadow under the moon shadow, as if that shadow was his greatest threat.

The dagger carried the sound of wind and thunder, shattering all the shadows, the shadows disappeared, and a person jumped out of it, a monk.

Duan Qianqiu broke the night shadow technique of the flower monk with one move, but at this moment, there was a flower on the top of his head, and a knife from a nun on his left side!

Duan Qianqiu had no way out, so he caught up!

He grabbed the nun's horizontal knife with both palms, and Wanliu Guizong ** took advantage of the momentum to lead up, and the nun's knife momentum all rushed upward, meeting the monk's flower.

The flowers were shattered and spread out like mist, and one of the petals was stained on Duan Qianqiu's right hand and arm, and immediately bit out a blood mist like a living bloodsucking leech.

Duan Qianqiu grabbed the knife! He didn't use too many fancy techniques, he was very direct!

He grasped the blade of the knife with his left hand, and with his right hand he broke the nun's neck. The price paid was two springs in the chest that ate the nun's legs!

He didn't believe that even to death, someone would use such a lifeless style of play that violated common sense.

A worse way to play than her!

Duan Qianqiu's throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he shaved off the flowers on his arm and a piece of his own flesh with a backhand.

His left hand was bleeding from his mouth, his shoulder was bleeding, his right arm was bleeding, and his mouth was vomiting blood. After only a few rounds, he was already covered in wounds, and the opponent had two dead!

The guards downstairs have noticed the movement upstairs and have begun to go upstairs!