Everyone has seen murder, but they have never seen such a method to torture people. Some timid people were so scared that they abandoned their weapons and ran away like crazy to the palace.

After two punches, Li Shamo was dying, and he was venting his breath, but he was inhaled.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

Li Shamo thought so in his mind. He was an ordinary person, but accidentally got the broken score of the sword. He thought he could do something earth-shaking, but he never expected that he would end up like this.

Xiao Jinyan raised his right fist and said, "This punch was a blow for Shuang'er."

One punch.

puff!

With a loud bang, a cloud of blood filled the air.

When the blood mist dissipated, only a ball of clothes remained on the ground.

Click!

A piece of object fell on the ground, with several pieces of kraft paper with strange symbols on it, which was the incomplete sword score that Li Qingcheng had been searching for.

Xiao Jinyan bent down and put the sword score in his arms.

He raised his head and said to Dongfang Nuannuan, "I won the second game. I will take people away now. You don't want to die, just come."

The people present had already been scared to death by what Xiao Jinyan did, and no one dared to stop him.

Dongfang Nuannuan also waved her hand.

The guards in the distance consciously gave up a set of passages.

Xiao Jinyan supported Yu Wenshuang and walked out of the imperial city step by step.

At this moment, the black sedan fell in front of the two of them like a gust of wind. Xiao Jinyan realized the second string at this moment, and his heart was full of fighting spirit. When he saw the visitor, he said, "Do you want to stop me?"

The curtain is opened.

A man came out of the sedan chair.

A barefoot man.
Chapter completed!