No one stopped me.

Xiaoqin carried the coffin and walked smoothly.

It wasn't that there were no people wherever he passed. In fact, there were people all over the courtyards inside and outside Zhou Yuan.

They are all men from the world armed with various weapons.

But when Xiaoqin appeared, those people consciously made way for them.

They all looked at Xiaoqin, the coffin on Xiaoqin's back, and the fat woman following Xiaoqin.

There was no surprise in their eyes.

There is only banter in their eyes.

It's like looking at a dead person.

Zhou Dashanren is really a kind person.

The birthday banquet for the sixtieth birthday should have been a joyous occasion, and this most unlucky coffin should not have appeared.

But Zhou Dashanren said hello.

Everyone who comes is a guest!

No matter who comes, no one can stop them.

Especially the young man carrying a coffin.

Some people didn't know what was going on.

But after some rumors spread, they suddenly realized that the young man who came carrying a coffin was named Xiaoqin.

I don’t know if it’s Qin or Qin.

This young man named Xiaoqin is actually a descendant of the Qinjian Villa that was destroyed fifteen years ago!

He is also the biological son of the romantic young village owner!

Since he came here with a coffin on his back, I am afraid that this Zhou Dashan is really the former butler of Qinjian Villa.

He betrayed Qinjian Villa.

But he is still alive and has great power.

His betrayal no longer mattered in the eyes of these people.

Jianghu.

Just like a temple.

Winner takes all, loser for Kou.

As for the disgraceful past, it doesn’t matter.

Even after Zhou Dashan has finally eradicated Qinjian Villa today, if he is willing to establish a sect, I am afraid that many people in the martial arts world will flock to join him.

After all, he has huge financial resources!

It's not easy to be in the world of martial arts, and it's also hard to make money.

Taking refuge in Zhou Dashan is obviously a bright way out.

No shame.

On the contrary, this young man named Xiaoqin is quite courageous, but the ending... is doomed!

As a result, many words broke out among the crowds on both sides of the road.

Most of them are sarcastic or mocking, and absolutely none of them are exclamations or praises.

Yin Ruming's face looked ugly.

She even had two ingots of silver in her hands.

But Xiaoqin's steps remained steady.

He didn't listen at all.

His hands were behind his back, supporting the coffin on his back.

No one noticed that his fingers were tapping the coffin board very rhythmically.

The sound is very small.

The wind and snow were very loud.

The surroundings are also very mixed.

He walked like this with his back hunched and his head buried.

The internal energy in his Dantian is slowly moving.

He was adjusting his condition, hoping that he would be in the best condition when he arrived at the main hospital.

There was no more distracting thoughts in his mind.

He didn't think about whether those young men whose names he still didn't know had returned.

He didn't even think about why the woman behind him followed him so fearlessly.

He gave up everything!

As a result, the internal energy in the body circulates faster and seems to become thicker.

I don't know if the injuries from the past were due to the medicine the mute boy took or some other reason. He didn't feel any pain at all. He felt that he had recovered as before.

When he crossed the threshold of the main courtyard and stood in the courtyard of the main courtyard.

He felt that his condition had reached its peak.

He walked to the center of the patio.

Then he raised his head.

There are not many people here.

There is a Taishi chair under the corridor of the building in the main courtyard opposite.

Sitting on the chair was an old man wearing a festive red robe.

His spirit is excellent.

Face full of red light.

There is a sword beside him.

There were eight or nine people sitting in the corridors on both sides of the patio.

All their eyes fell on Xiaoqin.

But there was some confusion in their eyes, because the person they wanted to kill didn't come!

Zhou Mingfang frowned slightly, showing a look of disappointment.

At this moment, a guard ran up to Zhou Mingfang and whispered something in a low voice, which made Zhou Mingfang laugh.

He looked at Xiaoqin again.

Xiaoqin also happened to look at him.

Xiaoqin's eyes fell on Zhou Mingfang's face for five seconds, and then he looked at the people on the left and right.

He said: "Very good, almost everyone is here."

The meaning of this statement is quite obvious, but to the ears of these people, it only sounds funny.

But Xiaoqin didn't care about these people's smiles.

He carried the coffin and continued walking.

He is getting closer and closer to Zhou Dashan!

The guards around Zhou Dashan immediately pulled out their swords nervously, but Zhou Dashan waved his hand.

"My little master, you are here to wish me a happy birthday, so there is no need for you to be nervous!"

He was still sitting on that chair and just watched Xiaoqin come under the eaves of the corridor.

Xiaoqin was still one foot away from him.

The knife stuck in Xiaoqin's waist is only three feet long.

Even if Xiaoqin draws his sword and charges again, Zhou Mingfang alone is enough to pull out the sword beside him, not to mention the guards on both sides.

Xiaoqin didn't move forward any further.

He didn't draw his sword either.

He untied the ropes that tied the coffin without anyone else around, and carefully placed the coffin in front of him.

It is placed vertically.

He stood next to the coffin, tapped his fingers on the coffin board three more times, and then raised his head and looked at Zhou Dashan again.
To be continued...