"When did you... put...hands?" The tall black shadow suddenly softened, leaned against the door halfway, and asked weakly.

"When you eavesdropped on us outside the door." Xiang Yushan said with a smile: "Your light skills are very good, but your head is not good. You don't know that your shadow has cast your figure on the door for us to see clearly. When I was just checking around, I moved the wick. Did you touch it in with the sound of the wick bursting oil? I also used it to do my best. I pulled the lower half of the wick that was still soaked in the oil. I knew you were staring at my hand, but I didn't put anything in it, because it was unnecessary, so that you could rest assured. Haha, you don't know, the lower half of the wick itself, and we had already put it under the lamp oil. As long as I pulled the wick soaked with smoke a little, hahaha..."

"You are really... so cunning..." Yuwen Chengdu growled angrily.

Unfortunately, his voice was weak and powerless, just like a critically ill patient waiting to die.

"Smart people can always live longer." Xiangyushan said with a pride: "A fool like you is better to die early and reincarnate early."

"I...I want to kill you..." Yuwen Chengdu struggled to support his body with the dagger in his hand and rushed towards Xiangyushan. His eyes were already confused, and his steps began to stagger, but the dagger in his hand still flew towards Xiangyushan unyieldingly.

"If you have the ability," Xiang Yushan flashed and dodged, and said with a sinister smile: "I am waiting for you to kill. I stick out my head and stretch my neck to kill you! Come on! If you have the ability, come on!"

Xianggui is obviously much more solemn than Xiangyushan. His eyes that made the fat meat squeeze into two slits were staring at Yuwen Chengdu, like two steel needles shining. He did not believe in his plan, nor did he believe in his own mischief. This is the most effective magic weapon he used to confuse countless handsome men and beautiful women. He has tried it on hundreds or thousands of people, and nothing has failed.

But he wouldn't take it lightly.

He only believes in one kind of person.

That's the dead.

If this Yuwen Chengdu had not completely died, he would not have believed him.

Xiangyu Mountain jumped around Yuwen Chengdu with its empty steps, attacking with words while teasing Yuwen Chengdu.

"Yuwen puppy, I have had enough fun." Xiangyushan suddenly stopped, holding a big steel knife in his hand and said, "Yuwen little brother, let me cut off your dog head and play with you! Let me see what your dog head is, is it all covered with feces..."

"..." Yuwen Chengdu's eyes were bloody and rushed towards Xiangyu Mountain angrily. Unfortunately, his eyes were completely lost. After Xiangyu Mountain finished speaking, he changed his position lightly. Yuwen Chengdu rushed straight over and pounced on a table, almost staggering to the ground. Xiangyu Mountain took a knife and slashed at the back of Yuwen Chengdu, slashing wildly at the back of his head...

Blood splashed everywhere.

"Little fox, why haven't Ziling come back yet?" Shan Wanjing saw that the two mandarin ducks she embroidered were more like ducks, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "What's wrong with you? Why are you embroidering so well? Where did you learn it? Who have you embroidered for before?"

"I haven't embroidered it before." Chen Luoyan looked at the handkerchief in his hand. The two mandarin ducks on it looked a bit like ducks. Although they were much better than Shan Wanjing's embroidered, they were still not very obvious. She couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's a bit difficult to embroider, I don't know either. Ziling, you don't have to worry about him. How could he be a small Yuwen Chengdu or the third-highest Yuwen Shi, the Yuwen family? I heard that I could have had a long time ago against their famous Yuwen, the first master, and scared Yuwen Ji's courage. Now with his ability, what are you worried about?"

"I'm not worried." Shan Wanjing snorted: "I'm just angry that he's leaving again for a few days. Now he's running around for a long time. Hey, little fox, it's okay if he doesn't take you with him this time. If he takes you, I'll follow you too!"

"This time." Chen Luoyan smiled and said, "He was carrying the close maid of the daughter of Zhai Jiao, the eldest leader of Wagang Village, Zhai Rang, was the beautiful girl rescued in the Yangguang Riverside Palace Inn."

"Have you seen her?" Shan Wanjing asked curiously: "How is she? Is she beautiful? If she is a showgirl, she must be very beautiful, right?"

"It seems to be OK." Chen Luoyan shook her head and said, "Who would have paid attention to such a person at that time? She should have seen him several times, but she didn't look at him directly. If you want to show her appearance, she is not only inferior to you, but even worse than me!"

"Then why did she like Ziling?" Shan Wanjing became even more curious when she heard this.

"I heard that I met a bandit soldier and almost got rid of it. Ziling saved her. Later..." Chen Luoyan sighed and said, "Her luck is really good."

"Yes." Shan Wanjing also sighed: "But we are lucky."

Yuwen Chengdu suddenly turned around, and the two short swords in his hand were slashed like lightning, turning into dozens of sword flowers flying, spraying them towards Xiangyu Mountain.

There were at least ten places in Xiangyushan's body gushing. He screamed and fell down, and the steel knife fell to the ground. The situation suddenly changed. Xianggui roared and killed him. His palms were like a mountain and thunder attacked him with a thunderous force, but he immediately made a cold air come out of Yuwen Chengdu's body and overwhelmed it. The cold air was as huge as an iceberg, which made Xianggui breathless.

A fist with a little frost beat Xianggui hard onto the pig's head, and the other hand also flew into Xianggui's fat shoulder with a short sword, nailing him to the wall with a fat pig's figure.

Yuwen Chengdu had blurred eyes and his steps were floating, but the frost hung with frost was beating Xianggui's head, face and chest hard. Most of his fists were not vital, but the fist was extremely powerful, and it broke Xianggui's teeth and splashed all over the ground. The blood from his mouth and nose was spilled all over the wall, spots and blood was stained all over the ground.

Xianggui tried his best and slammed his single palm, but it made the fist shake back. What's even more terrifying is that the man could use his exquisite swordsmanship after being caught in the Smoke for so long. Although his speed and strength have been reduced a lot, his exquisiteness is still there, and he seems to have a decades of exquisiteness.

A short blade from Yuwen Chengdu scratched Xianggui's body. If Xianggui hadn't been fat as a pig and had a fat of half a foot thick, if it weren't for Yuwen Chengdu, Xianggui would have a hundred lives. At the critical moment of life and death, Xianggui kicked up his fat legs. After giving one knee to let Yuwen Chengdu's subconscious reaction pierce, he finally shook off the crazy attack of Yuwen Chengdu and avoided from a distance.

He was covered in wounds, and he didn't know how many blood cuts he had injured by the scratches. There were always not a hundred or ninety. He was covered in blood all over his body. Every time he escaped, the blood would drip all the way.

Yuwen Chengdu struggled with difficult steps and wanted to rush out of the door.

At this time, Xiangyu Mountain, which was lying in a pool of blood on the ground, suddenly jumped up and chopped off the steel knife in his hand.

Yuwen Chengdu subconsciously blocked the sword with a short sword. With a hoarse scream, a bloody thumb and the short sword fell to the ground.

Yuwen Chengdu seemed to be a little more awake because of his injury. He attacked Xiangyu Mountain frantically, like a injured crazy tiger.

Xiangyushan couldn't beat him to the ground. The man with his injured right hand in his sleeve, his left hand first beat Xiangyushan's head and face dozens of times, snatched the steel knife from Xiangyushan's hand, slashed dozens of times, and finally kicked it up and kicked Xiangyushan's crotch.

Xiang Yushan suddenly felt something in his body was shattered. He couldn't remember what it was, because his thinking suddenly became very slow, very slow, as if a broken ox cart was pulling dozens of stone drums, almost unable to walk. Finally, he saw that the steel knife that had cut off the finger of Yuwen Chengdu in his hand was lifting it high, chopping his head hard.

Xianggui killed his life and knocked the strong Yuwen Chengdu to the ground. A chill burst out from Yuwen Chengdu's body, and he punched Xianggui's heart with his fist. He tried his best to rush towards the wooden door, and hit him twice, smashed the wooden door, and rushed out with a staggering pace.

Xianggui immediately fell to the ground when he saw it. If Yuwen Chengdu gritted his teeth and persisted for a little longer, then the only one who died would be the father and son.

The two of them were injured to this level, which was already the limit of the limit.

I don’t know how long it took before someone came to hear the news. Xianggui heard it in a daze that almost everyone who came came made a terrified and frightened sound.

He has never dared to sleep, because he is afraid that he will never wake up once he falls asleep.

He was forcing himself to force himself to guess who the black-clad masked man was coming. That one would definitely not be Yuwen Chengdu, and Yuwen Cheng could not be that powerful. He is most likely Yuwen Shi, the third master of the Yuwen family. Only him, the Xuanbing skill will be so powerful. Nothing is important. What is important is that as long as you check who cuts off your fingers every day, it is enough. Whose hand has a thumb missing, then it must be the real murderer who came to attack him.

When you find the real murderer who has lost a piece of thumb, it will not be too late to take revenge and avenge him.

If I have the future.

Can't die, I can't die. This is what Xianggui says to himself, but the person who came in to save him didn't understand a word. They only saw a rotten mouth that had no teeth like a pig's head and had no sound, and could not hear a trace of sound.

I can't die, I can't die, I can't die like this.

These are the words Xiang Yushan muttered to himself in his mouth.

Everyone didn't understand a word. They only saw a bloody hole that could even have nightmares when they even looked at it. There were no lips or teeth, no flesh or skin on it. In the mouth, there was only a blood-red bottomless deep hole, and bursts of foam came out from time to time during the wriggling.

However, compared to the injuries suffered by the two people, the injuries on Xianggui and Xiangyushan's skin were nothing.

The men who came to save them were all brave and furious guys, but several of them were scared to faint, and the rest of them were not scared to the point of being full of souls.

You can't laugh, I can't laugh, I can't laugh without walking out of the Cuibilou.
Chapter completed!