Yun Xiaoning held Gu Canghan's hand tightly and looked at this scene, his forehead instantly covered with beads of sweat.
The old woman quickly picked up the wooden doll on the ground, handed it to Long Feiqiu, and said in a dumb voice: "Master, don't bully a fool, just think of it as a way to gain some virtue for Pearl in her next life!"
"You still have the nerve to say it! It's not all you. You have indulged this daughter since she was a child. I told you to find someone to marry me back then. My parents' orders and the matchmaker's words are so much love and love, but you just don't listen. She insists on falling in love with a Taoist priest, but if it weren’t for the second young master of the Hou Mansion, how could our pearl end up like this!"
Mr. Yang burst into tears instantly.
"Now the murderer is right in front of me. Even in my dream, I can hear Pearl begging me to help her take revenge, but I can't even move them!"
"The youngest daughter of our Yang family is already the beloved concubine of the current Holy Emperor. Even the life of our daughter of the Yang family cannot be given an explanation. The murderer is allowed to go free. Now even a rotten beggar dares to kill my son. The silver smile on the grave is humiliating my son, but you tell me to endure it?!"
Mr. Yang's eyes were bloodshot and he roared excitedly.
Long Feiqiu tilted his head, opened his mouth, and watched dully as Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang argued.
Mrs. Yang was obviously worried. She stepped forward to cover Mr. Yang's mouth and said urgently: "Master, don't say any more. We can't afford to offend them. If we want to survive, we can only swallow our anger. Pearl is gone. , her sister is still in the palace!"
Mr. Yang went completely berserk.
He picked up Long Feiqiu who was sitting on the ground, slapped him with a big mouth, and cursed fiercely: "Be patient! Be patient! My Yang family has been so humiliated, is it possible that we haven't endured enough?"
"Snapped!"
Another big slap came down, Master Yang stared angrily, and threw Long Feiqiu on the grave bag like tatters.
He suddenly fell to his knees.
He raised his hands and put them down again, shouting in pain: "Daughter, dad must repay you..."
"Bang!"
The word "hate" has not yet been uttered.
The human head is already flat.
Long Feiqiu picked up the rattle and blew it gently.
Only then did Yun Xiaoning discover it.
His rattle actually won't be stained with the slightest trace of blood after slapping a person's head. What a quick shooting!
No.
Drumming!
Long Feiqiu lifted up his trousers vigorously and walked towards Mrs. Yang carrying the rattle.
Mrs. Yang lost her master again in the blink of an eye. She was stunned on the spot and stammered: "Fool, you, what are you going to do?"
The maid on the tomb rolled her eyes. The opportunity to make a contribution came, and she immediately stood up and stepped back.
While retreating, he shouted: "Old lady! Let's go!"
Long Feiqiu felt it was a bit noisy, so he clasped his ears impatiently, and threw one hand behind him, and the rattle flew straight towards the maid.
"Bang!"
The maid fell to the ground with disbelief in her eyes, her head bleeding continuously.
The rattle seemed to have eyes, turned around in a circle, and flew back to Long Feiqiu's hand again.
Everything was so sudden.
So much so that no one in the funeral procession reacted for a moment.
The old lady looked at the two flat heads in front of her, rolled her eyes, and fainted.
Long Feiqiu put the rattle in his armpit, squatted down, and put his fingers to the old lady's nose.
He murmured: "Well, I'm still alive and alive."
"boom!"
Long Feiqiu's attack was so fast that neither Yun Xiaoning nor Gu Canghan could react at all.
He suddenly hit the rattle firmly on Mrs. Yang's head.
This time it was too close.
Although the rattle was taken back in time.
But the moment the blood stains appeared, his face did not hide away.
Long Feiqiu looked at the deflated half-drawn head and wiped his face in disgust.
Gu Canghan took a breath of cold air.
He finally understood why there were rumors in the world.
There is absolutely no one left alive under Long Feiqiu.
Because he wants to look at every corpse!
In a flash.
Screams were heard.
The people in the funeral procession were running away in all directions, and no one could care about anyone.
Not even the carriage carrying the coffin was needed.
Long Feiqiu was carrying a rattle, one rattle at a time, and he would shoot people when he saw them.
Like a wolf chasing a rabbit in the snow.
This is not a fool, this is obviously a lunatic!
Gu Canghan raised his eyebrows, put one hand around Yun Xiaoning's waist, and said in a low voice: "Run!"
He wanted to take advantage of the panic and run out.
Yun Xiaoning just stuck his head out from under the carriage.
She saw a bloody face staring at her above her own face.
Eyes facing each other.
A face that was one part red and one part white, and smelled of blood.
It almost scared her out of her mind.
Long Feiqiu looked at her blankly, with a stiff smile on his lips: "Hey, it looks good!"
Gu Canghan felt upset.
This annoyance was stronger than trying to escape from Long Feiqiu's hands.
His face fell, and he used all his internal strength to kick Long Feiqiu hard.
Long Feiqiu tilted his eyes and caught a glimpse of his movements. He pinched Gu Canghan's toes with two fingers of his right hand.
Gu Canghan snorted.
Those two fingers were like huge rocks pressing on the feet.
The body slid out according to the strength of those two fingers.
Long Feiqiu raised the rattle with one hand and smashed it towards Gu Canghan.
Between the lightning and flint, a long sword glowing with silver was placed across the rattle. The weapons connected and made a thunderous trembling sound.
"Bang..."
The ground is covered with yellow sand and dust is flying around.
A burst of internal energy instantly bounced off, lifting up all the mourning Yang family members who were still running.
It’s the seventh day of the month!
Gu Canghan took the opportunity and immediately crawled out from under the rattle.
"Bang bang bang!"
In the sky full of yellow sand, only the sound of rattles could be heard.
Suddenly.
Yue Qi popped out of the yellow sand, with blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.
Yun Xiaoning was anxious. Seeing that Yue Qi was defeated, she couldn't help shouting: "Yue Qi!"
Long Feiqiu jumped into the air with a flick of his feet, raised the rattle with his left hand and said, "Young man, I will try my best to send you away, and the world will praise you!"
The words fell.
He sang a little song: "Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, the big girl is a bride every night, her crotch is soft and flowery..."
He exerted all his internal strength and struck Yue Qi with a wave of rattle.
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came.
A slightly plump figure struggled to pounce on Yue Qi, blocking Yue Qi with his own body.
Yue Qi looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him in shock, and exclaimed: "Xiao Cui!"
Yun Xiaoning was stunned.
She watched helplessly as Xiaocui rushed forward, and the deadly rattle hit her fat face.
The air waves brought by the rattle made the flesh on her cheeks move.
Gu Canghan's big hand covered her eyes, not wanting her to see Xiao Cui being slapped flat.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
Yun Xiaoning felt a mouthful of smelly blood fall on his face.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help trembling, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
"Xiao Cui!"
