Without the power of a chicken in her hand, a woman who has never killed her life in her life, holds her sword and stands quietly in the dim and gloomy corridor.

Suddenly, with a bang, a bloody human head rolled to the woman’s feet.

Through the faint light of snow, the woman could clearly see that it was her own personal maid, called He’er, only thirteen years old, a bitter child.

The footsteps came from far and near, gradually becoming clear.

The woman’s silver teeth clenched, and with a loud sound, she drew her sword and unsheathed it.

The tip of Sen Han’s sword pointed straight into the depths of darkness.

In the sticky ink, two piercing scarlet colors suddenly lit up, as if the demons in hell crawled to the world.

In the next instant, the violent smell of blood surged over, and in a trance, the woman seemed to see the corpse mountain and the sea of blood.

The sound of footsteps disappeared.

It was as if the boy in red who had just bathed in blood and rain was standing two feet away.

Looking at those golden bloody eyes, the woman felt as if several majestic mountains were pressed on her spine.

The two trembled, and they couldn’t help but want to kneel on the ground and kowtow reverently.

Bang.

The long sword landed on the ground.

The woman’s heart could not rise the slightest hint of resistance, like a stone statue, solidified.

The blood-clothed boy stretched out a palm at the woman.

The woman’s expression was slightly startled, and she stepped forward, subconsciously holding it.

The young man’s palm suddenly clenched suddenly.

Bang.

The woman’s whole body burst with a bang.

Warm sticky blood, broken flesh and bone, splattered on the ground, on pillars, on the top of the gallery, on the snow.

……

After a blaze of incense kung fu.

Kill all the Zhu Jiuyin in the Cao Mansion, swallowing the forked snake letter.

After a few breaths, turn your head and look in a certain direction.

“There is actually a fish that slipped through the net~” Soon

, Zhu Jiuyin came to the master bedroom of the Cao Mansion and pushed the door in.

Immediately, I sensed the breath of a living person hiding under the bed.

The breath is like the delicate grass of the spring season.

It was a child about five or six years old.

Zhu Jiuyin walked slowly towards the embroidery bed.

……

Seeing

that the lights were brilliant in the past, the drunken spring building with joy and laughter became a dead and silent blood building, and Cao Gang, who had a bad secret path, climbed to Riding Dragon Alley with a rolling belt.

As soon as he rushed into the alley, the man froze.

What comes into view is a home with wolf smoke and fire.

A red-clothed young man with a sword hanging from his waist happened to walk out of the gate of Cao Mansion.

The boy was in front, and the old man was pulling a half-cart with his head behind.

One person and one horse, slowly walked towards Cao Gang.

Outside the three zhangs, the young man stood still, casually threw out an object, and landed in front of the man.

Cao Gang slowly squatted down, stretched out his trembling palm, and picked up the blood-stained long-life lock.

“My name is Nan Candle, Master Chen Mengfei.

“Your wife and children did not feel the slightest pain.

“This is God’s mercy. The

man wrapped his hands tightly around the lock of his life, dead against his chest.

Suddenly, he burst into tears.

Hot tears rushed out of her eyes, slid down her face, and melted into large swathes of snow.

The teenager did not move, but waited patiently.

After a long time, the man wiped away his tears and stood up.

His voice was hoarse: “I know that this day will come.”

“I just didn’t expect it to be so soon.” ”

The news didn’t leak out.

“How did you know that the child died?” ”

Huh~

” The man smiled wryly and shook his head, “It doesn’t matter.”

“Everything doesn’t matter~”

Zheng snorted.

The man drew his knife and unsheathed it.

Without further ado.

After sprinting a few steps, jump high.

For the sake of his wife and children, he handed the boy the strongest knife.

The blade reflected the moon and snow, reflecting a shimmering cold light.

Before the knife arrived, the knife wind had blown the boy to hunt in blood.

Under the moonlight.

The boy gently extended an index finger.

Zheng snorted.

In the sound of gold and iron clashing, Mars splashed.

Place your index finger against the blade.

No inching.

The man’s eyes widened suddenly.

In the buzz, the simple and heavy long knife body trembled.

Click.

The whole long knife suddenly shattered.

Dozens of blades shot like bullets, piercing the man’s chest until the flesh and blood blurred.

Boom~

The corpse fell to the ground.

The man released his right hand, which was gripping the handle of the knife.

The left hand is still holding the child’s long-lived lock until death.

Draw your sword and unsheath it.

Cut off the man’s first stage and throw it into the wooden cart.

One person and one horse, continue to walk towards Crouching Tiger Alley.

……

Two quarters of an hour later.

The Chen family mansion in Crouching Tiger Lane arrived.

Before entering the door, you can hear the sound of people pushing cups and changing lamps, mixed with the sound of mist.

Two predators squatted at the door of the mansion and spewed clouds and mist.

I heard footsteps coming from far and near.

So they all looked up.

The last glance in the world was the sword light that was fast to the extreme.

A sword light that pierces like lightning.

Even the bone marrow can be cold.

Heads fall to the ground.

Blood spurts.

The two corpses were still squatting in a squatting position, and the two dry tobacco poles were still rising wisps of smoke.

Passing between the two corpses, Zhu Jiuyin came to the closed vermilion gate.

Slender palms, gently draped over the door.

Sudden force.

With a bang, half of the gate was directly shattered into wood chips in the sky.

Soon, the desperate screams and heart-rending screams before dying echoed through the night.

One after another, human heads flew out of the Chen Mansion and landed steadily in the wooden cart.

Every human head and face was written with thick fear.

……

The backyard of Chen Mansion, inside the master bedroom.

Although Lord Chen Chongchen, who was drunk like mud, entered the cave room, he didn’t have time to spoil the concubine in the twenty-seventh room, so he snored like thunder.

The young girl who was about the age of cardamom was held in Chen Chong’s arms, listening to the endless screams in the front yard, and she was frightened.

The delicate body trembled, like a stressed kitten.

The screams quickly died down.

However, the night did not go quiet.

Because the footsteps gradually sounded.

“Crunch~”

The master bedroom door was gently pushed open.

The smell of blood was raging.

When looking at the pair of inverted blood pupils.

The girl screamed in horror.

Zhu Jiuyin came to the yellow rosewood table.

Break off a piece of the white-glazed porcelain teapot.

A snap of your fingers.

The porcelain piece with a broken sound did not enter the girl’s heart.

Blood was like a flood that opened the floodgates, spewing out two feet away.

After the girl was breathless, Zhu Jiuyin looked at the county master who was still snoring.

“I’m tired.

“I just want to take Xiao Bu Dian home soon.”

“So, pretend to sleep again and I’ll rip you off and cramp.”

Zhu Jiuyin said expressionlessly.

“Alas~”

Chen Chong sighed lightly and slowly sat up.

Looking at Zhu Jiuyin, who looked like he had just climbed ashore from a sea of blood.

Looking at the blood-clothed boy’s upside-down red eyes.

Chen Chong was not like those before, his scalp was numb and creepy.

This Lingshi County Imperial Master looked as calm as ever, and asked with a slight curiosity: “Who is Xiao Budian?”

“Oh~”

Chen Chong was abrupt: “It’s the young man in Xizhuang Village.”

After pondering for a while, the man smiled slightly, “My treasure house has countless gold bars and silver ingots, jade and rare stones.

“Spare my life, it’s all yours.”

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head, “Killing you is also mine.”

“Smart.

Chen Chong smiled and pointed to the corner.

On the hanger is a seven-grade official uniform embroidered by a man.

Zhu Jiuyin was silent.

“Thank you~” The

man said thank you, got up and walked to the hanger.

While wearing an official uniform, he whispered: “In my life, I have worn official uniforms countless times.

“But only twice was done by himself, and the rest were maidservants.

“The last time, it’s right now.

“The first time was the day I received my official uniform.

“I, Chen Chong, also had a dream of being a clean official with two sleeves and asking for the people’s life. The

neatly dressed man turned around and faced Zhu Jiuyin.

“Once the people were fish and meat, and the officials were swordsmen.

“Now the king is the sword, and I am the fish.” The

man smiled slightly.

“Please cut your head~”

……

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