The coffin opened silently.
The wind was strong and the snow was heavy.
Therefore, it did not attract the attention of the experts in the left and right corridors.
At that moment, Li Chenan and others happened to step into the patio.
They attracted the attention of all experts.
In the minds of those experts, these few are the main dishes of today's birthday banquet!
The masters stood up at this moment.
Iron Bowl Lei Peng has already stepped out of the corridor holding his iron bowl.
Chen Donglai, the general manager of the Shuzhou Pao Brother Association, also pulled out his knife and flew out of the corridor.
Ma Xinchun, the great elder of Lingnan White Lotus Sect, narrowed his pupils, raised his sword to the level of his eyebrows, and came through the wind and snow.
There are eighteen masters here.
Nine on each side.
Zuoqiu Buming on the left clenched the dog-beating stick in his hand with one arm, and he was staring at Li Chenan.
The happy god Cang Nantian on the right now had enough time to put down the tea cup and drew out the long sword on his back.
But at this moment of tension.
They suddenly changed their gaze.
Everyone looked at the coffin!
The experts who came out of the corridor also stood in the wind and snow in the courtyard.
The masters who had stood up in the corridor held their weapons and turned their heads to fixate on the coffin.
The eyes of Li Chenan and others also fell on the coffin in front——
The two swords in Xiaoqin's hand blocked Zhou Dashanren's sword.
Xiaoqin stood seven feet in front of the coffin!
He blocked Zhou Dashan's view!
That coffin was six feet five inches long!
Right there the coffin board was half open...
The coffin boards have not yet fallen.
Suddenly a gun was thrust out of the coffin!
A five-foot spear!
This shot didn't have any huge momentum!
Its gun body or tip didn't even emit any light from its internal power.
It stabbed forward quietly.
The speed is not as fast as lightning, but it is extremely stable and firm.
It feels extremely gentle.
Like a lover’s outstretched hand!
This gentle shot was thrust out before the coffin board even touched the ground.
Pricked the wind.
Pierced the snow!
Pierced Xiaoqin's body!
Stabbed into Zhou Dashanren's abdomen!
It penetrated Zhou Dashanren's body, and the tip of the spear came out.
At this time, the coffin board fell to the snow, making a muffled sound of "Puff!"
Mr. Zhou Dashan never expected that there would be a person or a gun hidden in that coffin!
No one expected that Xiaoqin came to assassinate Zhou Dashan not with the knife in his hand, but with the gun in the coffin!
The gun has stopped.
The barrel of the gun is green.
The spear tip on Zhou Dashan's back was shining with silver light.
The green blood cleans the silver gun!
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
Zhou Dashan opened his eyes wide, lowered his head and looked at the gun in his abdomen.
Xiaoqin didn't look.
He seemed to have already known that such a shot would come through his body.
He is laughing.
His mouth was bleeding, but he was smiling happily.
Zhou Dashanren raised his head and looked over Xiaoqin's shoulder, wanting to see the person who killed him behind Xiaoqin.
But he didn't see it.
The others saw it.
Of course Li Chenan and the others saw it too.
What I saw was the man's back.
That's not a person!
That's... half a person!
That man has no legs!
He has very long hair.
It should be a woman.
Because she had a silver hairpin on her head and a withered plum blossom!
Her long hair danced wildly in the messy wind and snow.
The plum blossom was blown up and flew far away. I don't know where it landed.
Xiaoqin's blood and Zhou Dashan's blood flowed out along the barrel of the gun.
She had loosened her grip on the gun and landed on the snow, looking like she was sitting on it.
As a result, he looked very short, and Zhou Dashan could not see him.
That shot seemed to drain all her strength.
She hung her head.
No one saw her with tears streaming down her face.
"Xiaoqin...!"
"My son...!"
Yin Ruming's dead soul emerged, and she rushed over like crazy.
Her roar surprised Li Chenan and others.
Her roar also made Happy God Cang Nantian and others wake up from their shock.
Zhou Dashan and Xiaoqin formed a string.
When Zhou Dashan was still looking down at the unimaginable gun, the knife in Xiaoqin's hand was quietly handed out.
The knife penetrated Zhou Dashanren's left chest.
The knife penetrated Zhou Dashanren's right chest.
Zhou Dashan still held the lover's sword tightly in his hand, and he stabbed Xiaoqin's lower left abdomen with the sword.
Yin Ruming's exclamation came over.
Zhou Dashan suddenly vomited three mouthfuls of blood.
He stared at Xiaoqin who was very close at hand, and stretched out his other hand tremblingly, "You, you, you are not the young lady's son?"
Xiaoqin is laughing.
He was laughing so hard that he was still laughing:
"Of course I'm not, she, she is!"
"Her name is Xiaoqin...you should have died in her hands!"
"...Then, who are you?"
"Me? I...you remember...I, my name is Xiaojian!"
Xiaoqin.
Small sword.
There are both harps and swords in Qinjian Villa.
"Hahahaha... you, you are, you are, the illegitimate son of the young village owner and this woman!"
"You guys, kill Li Chenan...do it!"
Zhou Dashan let out his last roar. He has not yet died. He is supporting himself tenaciously and wants to see Li Chenan die with his own eyes!
The door behind him suddenly opened.
A richly dressed woman walked out of the door.
There were many guards on her left and right.
She stood in the corridor.
She put her hands behind her back and watched everything that happened indifferently.
"What are you still doing?"
"close the door!"
The door behind Li Chenan closed with a creak.
She waved her hand gently: "Do it!"
"Kill Li Chenan, and I will promise you eternal wealth!"
Upon hearing this, Happy God Cang Nantian and others killed Li Chenan and others again.
Princess Liyang sat leisurely on the chair where Zhou Dashan was sitting just now.
There was a palace lady beside her who had handed her a cup of perfectly stewed bird's nest.
She took the bird's nest and did not watch the fighting in the field.
Because... if Yan Jidao can't come, Li Chenan will definitely die!
However, just as she took a bite, she did not hear the sound of fighting coming from the yard.
She raised her head, and the hand holding the bird's nest suddenly stood in the air.
A person fell down in the yard.
A man who was stained red with blood and looked extremely tired!
He stood in front of Li Chenan and others.
He suddenly coughed violently.
Just such a move actually frightened the group of eighteen masters to take a step back.
He has no weapons.
But the hand he was covering his mouth to cough with was crimson!
stained red with blood.
There was blood he coughed up, and there was also the blood of the people he killed.
He is Yan Jidao!
Yan Jidao, the only great master known to Ningguo!
Before he said a word, Xiao Wu beside Li Chenan spoke:
"Beep, bab, bab..."
He pointed to the small sword that was still standing and pierced by the gun.
He walked towards Xiaojian.
If you don't go, Xiaojian will be really cold.
