Xiao Wan'er was in a panic looking for clothes to wrap her white and delicate body in the spring, looking up and seeing this bloody scene, her soul was scattered, and she was about to scream, when she happened to look at Chen Qingniu, who had chased and hit two four-horse slots, she immediately swallowed it, and her seductive little pink face was white and white, and her body trembled like a sieve.

The two maids were completely stupid by the vigorous slap, and they also covered their red and swollen cheeks, not daring to move or make a noise.

After Chen Qingniu determined that the boy on the bed was dead, he calmly walked towards Xiao Wan'er, who kept shrinking back on the ground, perhaps because Chen Qingniu's face was not hideous, and he looked like he could negotiate and maneuver, Xiao Wan'er was worthy of being a woman who was so ruthless and bold as to kick people in person, squeezed out a far-fetched smile, and said timidly: "Childe, Wan'er is innocent, what you want Wan'er to do, Wan'er will do it, and never refuse." ”

"Really?"

Chen Qingniu smiled, squatting in front of Xiao Wan'er, who was already leaning on a chair.

"There is no lie, what does the son want, Wan'er will do it. Xiao Wan'er's chick pecked the rice and nodded vigorously, her clothes could only cover the small half of her body, and her chest was full of spring light.

"Good. ”

Chen Qingniu raised a kind smile of a thief, stretched out his hand, as if to stroke the pigeon on Xiao Wan'er's chest, but suddenly leaned upward, pinched his neck, and suddenly increased the force, clicked, and without hesitation, he pinched the white neck of the big red card of Liulifang, Chen Qingniu looked at the beautiful eyes that gradually turned from despair and fear to dullness, and said coldly: "Then go to death." ”

With a wave, throwing away Xiao Wan'er's lifeless body, Chen Qingniu glanced at her who was paralyzed on the ground, and said to himself: "Liu Qi, your fairy sister, your breasts are bigger than we guessed. ”

Chen Qingniu stood up, looked at the two maids who were huddled in a pile, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Have you ever seen me come to the small courtyard?"

The two girls who were able to be accepted by Xiao Wan'er as a personal maid because of their well-behaved and clever shook their heads in unison, shaking rattles. They had all seen the scene of Chen Qingniu being insulted in the courtyard some time ago, but in a few days, the situation took a turn for the worse, and they were shocked and panicked.

Chen Qingniu withdrew his hand and walked to the door.

In the face of the forty-two people in the Dong Mansion, he had ten years of resentment, and he didn't think about it, he had a long-standing grudge against Xiao Wan'er today, and as for Qi Gongzi, who had been hit with two hammer fairy fists, Chen Qingniu also didn't hesitate to kill, but he thought that today's torture methods were too merciful. But for two maids with similar backgrounds to himself, he couldn't be ruthless.

For some reason, Mrs. Fan appeared at the door of the room, her face expressionless.

Regardless of her nakedness, the maid ran to the owner of the workshop who had only seen a few times and had written down his expression, and Pear Blossom brought rain to accuse Chen Qingniu of his crimes.

The ability to change faces across the river and tear down the bridge is only stronger than the means they used to serve men in bed.

Mrs. Fan ignored the two subordinates, looked at Chen Qingniu with a gloomy face, and sneered: "The kindness of a woman is worse than mine. ”

I don't know how Mrs. Fan made a move, but the two maidservants who thought they were in a bright situation flew out upside down and hit the wall where "Yan Wang Xingxing Xiao Xue Houtu" was hung, and died on the spot.

Chen Qingniu took a deep breath, stared at the two corpses of the maidservants, his face was gloomy, for a long time, he turned to Mrs. Fan and bowed his head and said, "Chen Qingniu has been taught." ”

Mrs. Fan said coldly: "Plus that third-grade martial artist, I helped you drug the meals of the rest of the seven people in the capital, a total of fifty-two people, such as officials, singers, and maids, do you know how to do it?"

After two pillars of incense, Chen Qingniu came to the lotus courtyard with clean and calm steps, and said to Mrs. Fan: "Madam, everything has been resolved. ”

Mrs. Fan's face softened slightly, pointed to the courtyard gate, and said: "Inside is the old man who shot through your left foot that day, the great qi practitioner of the Fengzhou Qingliang Sect, the Qingliang Sect is a second-rate sect of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty, and the strength is not outstanding, but the qi practitioners in the sect have colluded with the magnates in the capital, and the slightly famous great qi practitioners are all enshrined as guests by the princes and generals. His name is Han Sheng, and he is the personal disciple of Hong Jin, the deputy sect leader of the Qingliang Sect, and he is ranked among the three ranks of worldly martial artists, but the real power is the Tuna technique. Even if you are in the hands of the yin, it will be more than enough to deal with you. Emperor Chen Qing, dare to go in and take off his head?"

Chen Qingniu didn't say a word, and when he entered the lotus courtyard, he smelled a bloody smell outside the door of the small building.

Pushing open the door, Han Sheng, a Qi practitioner of the Qingliang Sect, sat on a chair, and at his feet were the warm corpses of two singers and dancers.

The old man had blood stains on the corner of his mouth, stared at Chen Qingniu, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Little guy who doesn't know how thick the sky is, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Chen Qingniu was not in a hurry to make a move, and said curiously: "This is your Qingliang Sect's Qi cultivation technique, can you squeeze the essence of others?"

The gray-robed old man smiled and said, "You will soon be able to experience the old man's methods, so why bother asking." ”

In an instant, the old man didn't see how to exert his strength, so he rushed to Chen Qingniu's eyes, his claws were like hooks, menacing.

Chen Qingniu's fists were hammered out, still hooked by the old man's ten fingers and claws, and hit him in the chest, the gray-robed old man laughed, his chest exhaled and inhaled, and between the ups and downs, Chen Qingniu's four-horse running groove that was quite the essence of the hammer fairy fist was unloaded with all his strength, and his claws stabbed down Chen Qingniu's shoulder, a few points deeper, and the bones were almost visible.

Chen Qingniu raised his knees, sinisterly and viciously crashed into the old man's crotch, born in the most lowly hook bar in the market, friction continued, Chen Qingniu naturally learned a lot of unpopular fighting techniques, flirting with the legs, monkeys picking peaches and other dirty methods, so that it was extremely smooth.

The old man was furious, his calf was clamped, and Chen Qingniu's knee was hit. The claws increased again, and a mantra was silently recited in his mouth, and Chen Qingniu's shoulders suddenly burst with blood, and surprisingly after the blood splattered out, it retracted, along the old man's ten fingers, clinging to the withered yellow palm, submerged into the skin, his hands became crystal clear, and the blood flowed.

Qi practitioner Han Sheng smiled, "How does it taste?"

Chen Qingniu's face was pale, but he was not frightened.

This level of pain was not enough for him to lose his mind.

Han Sheng smiled cruelly: "Yes, the heart is wonderful, no wonder the old man capsized in the gutter this time, but he underestimated you a few days ago." The more you can endure it, the more painful the loss of essence and blood will be, and I will see how long you can endure it!"

Chen Qingniu's forehead was gradually covered with cold sweat.

The hands of the sinister qi practitioner Han Sheng were scarlet and bewitching, and he laughed wildly.

Suddenly, his smile froze.

The claws turned from red to a strange golden yellow.

Han Sheng, who was already considered good in the entire Vermilion Bird Dynasty, howled, "Evil beast, what's strange in your body?!"

Eight demon gods who have been refined by supreme divine powers.

It's a pity that Chen Qingniu, who doesn't know the truth, can't give him an answer.

Chen Qingniu only felt that his claws no longer absorbed his essence blood, his arms finally regained their rare strength, and the opportunity was fleeting, Chen Qingniu roared angrily and thumped out his fists.

Double hammer again and again.

Nearly 100 times in one breath, the four horses ran to the trough.

Qi practitioner Han Sheng was like a piece of wood, standing stiffly and being hammered nearly a hundred times.

Thrashing of the chest and abdomen.

Died a horrible death.

Finally, he fell to the ground.

Chen Qingniu was exhausted, and the blood oozing from his arms soaked his clothes, turning purple red.

Hanging his arms that were dripping blood.

He stared down with wide eyes at the Qi cultivation master of the Qingliang Sect, like a dream, this killed a third-rank martial artist who was also a Dao Sect Qi Cultivation Technique?

Mrs. Fan leaned lazily against the door, her eyes showed undisguised appreciation for the first time, and said, "Wealth and wealth are in danger, Chen Qingniu, you have won again." ”

Chen Qingniu's arms were almost crippled, endured severe pain, squatted down to turn over the body of the qi warrior Han Sheng, and finally he collected a copy of the seal "Black Whale Water Swallowing Technique", and did not forget to turn his head to Mrs. Fan with a sincere smile and said: "Because I know that Mrs. Fan has the backing, I dare to fight for my life." ”

Mrs. Fan smiled, caught a glimpse of the ancient book, and said, "This is a remnant book that has been circulated in the East China Sea, and later generations have added and tampered with it indiscriminately, and there are many fallacies. The ninth-rate spell of the misguided disciples, absorbing the essence and blood of living beings to strengthen their own bodies, is far from the Eight Hundred Great Avenue. This book is not worth much. ”

Chen Qingniu was rare, and said simply: "Can Mrs. Fan give it to the little one?" This old man is shabby, and he doesn't even carry a silver ticket, so I'll make some money." ”

Mrs. Fan was amused: "Take it, you killed the person, this "Black Whale Water Swallowing Technique" is what belongs to you." ”

Chen Qingniu didn't even have the strength to put the broken secret book into his arms, so he could only hold it in his mouth, and his arms that were still bleeding were miserable, but he still looked happy.

Mrs. Fan smiled: "How does it feel to kill people and grab treasures." ”

Chen Qingniu said happily: "Very good, but it's a pity that there are fewer treasures." ”

Mrs. Fan walked towards Chen Qingniu and said with a smile: "The children can be taught." ”

She took out a mutton fat jade bottle and dropped two drops of fragrant jade liquid on Chen Qingniu's left and right shoulders, and immediately stopped the surging injury.

Chen Qingniu didn't get carried away when he got the baby, and asked cautiously, "Madam, what should I do next?"

Mrs. Fan said: "Escape, I am really an omnipotent immortal, I have killed so many people, and I can't continue to swagger through the market." The Dong Mansion killed people and provoked Pang Fengxiao, which annoyed the part of the Jisui Academy Palace rooted in the Suzaku Dynasty behind him. Today, Qi Huangli, the beloved son of Guanglu Siqing, and Han Sheng, are enemies of the Suzaku Imperial Court, and have formed a relationship with the Qingliang Sect, so many forces, you are a newborn calf, you are not afraid of anything, I am a little nervous. I've packed up, let's go, there is nothing to be nostalgic about in Liangzhou. ”

I really said I was leaving.

Chen Qingniu, who had changed into brand new clothes, followed behind Mrs. Fan, a little blank.

Mrs. Fan walked ahead and said with a smile: "Why, can't you bear the years here, or can't you give up this foundation worth a thousand gold?"

Chen Qingniu said regretfully: "It's not easy to build another glass workshop. ”

Mrs. Fan walked to a carriage parked at the back door of Liulifang, shook her head and said: "Cultivating the Tao and seeking immortals, although it is difficult to escape a word of money in all aspects, but life is the foundation, without life, everything is vain." Chen Qingniu, you have a good mind, but because you were born in Goulan and grew up in the market, your vision is smaller after all, follow me in the future, remember to work hard to accumulate some atmosphere. ”

Chen Qingniu said respectfully: "Qingniu remembers Madame's teachings. ”

The groom turned out to be a girl dressed as a delicate little girl, with a mellow fragrance.

Chen Qingniu looked at her daughter's body with an old eye, and then looked at it, it was amazing, it turned out to be Qin Xiangjun, the flower of Liulifang.

Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "You are not my apprentice, but you can call Xiangjun a senior sister." ”

Chen Qingniu hurriedly shouted affectionately, "Senior Sister Qin." ”

She smiled softly, dressed in men's clothes, with the same outstanding style, and jokingly said: "Really good, little junior brother." ”

Chen Qingniu sat in the carriage, sitting with Mrs. Fan on the same blanket, whether the groom was half a decade ago or the Liulifang Oiran whose name had not been seen for a long time, the fairy-like cloud role, Chen Qingniu no longer understood the sadness of spring and autumn, and it was inevitable to secretly sigh about the vagaries of life. After Mrs. Fan sat in the carriage, she closed her eyes and rested, concentrating.

Chen Qingniu asked softly, "Madam, where are we going?"

Mrs. Fan opened her eyes, showed a tired look for the first time, and said slowly, "Qing'e." The ancestral garden of Kannonza. ”