"ah……!"

Song Yuanping screamed!

He should have stabbed forward with the judge's pen in his hand to protect himself, but he instinctively raised his hand and wiped his eyes.

It was this moment.

Li Chenan bullied himself and stabbed the dagger in his right hand into his abdomen.

"ah……!"

A sharp pain came, and Song Yuanping screamed again, and the judge's pen in his hand suddenly waved forward and randomly.

With a stinging sound, Li Chenan pulled out the dagger and took only one step back. His clothes were cut apart by Song Yuanping's anger, touching his skin, leaving a long blood mark on Li Chenan's chest.

Li Chenan couldn't take care of the pain in his chest.

He held his breath, not caring about the undissipated lime that confused his eyes.

He held the dagger and kicked it.

Song Yuanping took a few steps back and fell to the ground. Li Chenan narrowed his eyes and rushed forward, passing through the smoke screen formed by lime, and he pounced on Song Yuanping!

He rode on Song Yuanping!

The dagger in his hand was stabbed fiercely again.

One, two, three...

He looked ferocious, like a madman.

"You want to use my master?"

"My master tells you now, my name is Li Chen'an!"

"You old guy, you still want to ask Xiao Ye to turn the dark and turn the blind to you as an undercover agent?"

"You don't even urinate and take care of yourself. Are you fucking good?"

Li Chenan was cursing.

This first killing made him extremely scared.

Such scolding can make him full of anger and forget the fear.

The effect is very good.

He didn't know how many times he had pierced.

But each piercing pierced into Song Yuanping's body.

Song Yuanping was tied into a honeycomb and had long been dead.

Li Chenan stood up, took a few steps back, and sat on the stool.

Close your eyes and let the tears flow from the stimulation of lime.

It took him a long time to open his eyes and see the blood stained with red.

The clothes were black, and the blood could not tell the color. They dripped downwards and fell on the lime all over the floor, revealing its redness.

There are those from Song and Yuan ping, and there are also those from his own.

He cracked his mouth and laughed, suddenly feeling relieved and happy after escaping from death.

It turns out that killing people is just like this.

It's no different from killing a pig.

But my hands were shaking constantly and my legs were trembling.

This time it was not the Bu Er Zhou Tian Jue who was practicing it on his own, but the emergency response after the tense nerves and muscles just now relaxed.

Without time to think too much, or to see how much wounded he had suffered, he shook his somewhat bitter arm, wiped the dagger on his clothes and stuffed it into his sleeve bag, wrapped the small wooden box with cloth and tied it to his body, opened the mechanism of the secret door, poked his head and looked around, there was still no one on the second floor.

I don’t know where the girl and the other man went.

I don't know what the girl wants to find.

These are not things he cares about.

The task has been completed, but the price paid for it is a bit too high, but wealth and honor are in danger, which is already a good ending.

He quietly went downstairs and left the courtyard.

He did not take a look at the small building where the remaining fire had not yet been extinguished.

He staggered and ran in the night rain before he found that there were several wounds left by Song Yuanping when he was dying.

The wounds were gushing with blood.

He should have stopped bandaging, but at this moment he just wanted to go back to the tavern home.

He suddenly felt that the home was very warm.

I used to be a little disliked the smell of the lees emitted after brewing in a small yard, but now he feels that the smell is so good.

There was Cuihua, a little girl in the family who once sold coffins but now changed her career to become a winemaker.

There is a Cui Sanniang who is about forty years old and is not good at speaking but is good at making up for the sake of the plan.

There is also the silly Li Xiaohua who once held the stone punzi when she was fine, but now she waving a big knife when she was fine.

Li Xiaohua...

I don’t know if Li Xiaohua is dead.

If he dies, he must provide Cui Sanniang with his old age and see him off.

By the way, there is also the whispery talented man Su Muxin in the tavern.

I borrowed this kid's title twice, and both times produced excellent results. It seems that the kid's name is really good. If he encounters something bad in the future, he will have to bring out his name.

As for that Murong He...

She is from the IVF.

Now that I have killed a leader of the Yulong Society, this matter will inevitably alarm the government. The way I am going back now will definitely arouse her suspicion.

Will she avenge the dead Song Yuanping of the Yulong Society?

I have been busy with this task these days, but I have ignored the progress of her relationship with Su Muxin now.

If Su Muxin accepted her and used the friendship between herself and Su Muxin, she would probably give up this idea.

That is of course the best.

By the way, I have a master.

Although the master tortured himself to death every night, he was extremely grateful to the master at this moment.

Because of the little yellow book the master gave him.

If it weren't for that little yellow book, I would never have untied the acupoint, and I would have killed Song Yuanping.

Unless you go and hug Zhongli’s thighs, you will have to leave Ningguo.

Cuihua once said that although Ningguo was not big, Guangling City was in the middle of Ningguo. I am afraid that he was found by people from Lijingsi or Yulong Society before he could escape from Ningguo.

In the end, it's a dead end.

This is happiness.

Praise the master!

He thought of Zhongli Ruoshui, who made him feel very warm and attached to.

If I had known that Zhongli Ruoshui was so beautiful and understanding, on March 3rd, if I had taken the song "Butterfly Love Flower" to board the pleasure boat and became the leader of the literary gathering...

Will he be chosen by Zhongli Ruoshui and become the son-in-law of Zhongli's mansion?

If that were the case, I would have been marked with the Zhongli Mansion, and I thought I would not have become Li Jingsi's embroidered clothing envoy, and I probably wouldn't have opened that tavern in Erjinggou Alley.

The route of life changes like that.

I could clearly lie down and eat the bowl of soft rice, but I chose a road of self-reliance and danger.

But the situation is quite good now. After all, I live a bit dignified life and don’t lose the face of a time traveler. It’s just that handsome father-in-law is a bit bad.

Tomorrow, the winemaking workshop by Taohua Creek will start construction.

Next, I hope Li Jingsi will not have such a broken task, let himself do some business well, do business well, and do big business, and show Zhongli Ruoshui's mother.

Then Feng Fengguang married Zhongli Ruoshui.

This is how my life has been spent.

Li Chenan smiled.

He was still staggering. He was already familiar with this road when he ran in the morning, but now he realized that it was so long.

Fortunately, there were few pedestrians on the road during this rain.

He felt very tired.

I feel very cold again.

His eyes suddenly turned black and he fell to the ground.

What was frozen in my mind was the scene of Zhongli Ruoshui watching him leave when he was at the entrance of Taohua Villa.

Those peach blossoms have almost fallen.
Chapter completed!