Qingfu quickly turned sideways, swept her right hand, and the charcoal on the brazier was picked up high by her. She then swung it forward and hit the chests of the two assassins, only to hear a hiss.

, the two assassins had no time to dodge, and their chests were already hit by the red-hot charcoal. They screamed, a hole was burned in their clothes, and their chests were burned red.

Immediately afterwards, the door was also knocked open, and several men in black clothes wearing bamboo hats flashed out of the window, holding weapons in their hands, and surrounded the entire room.

Qingfu looked at the dozen or so uninvited guests who came in with a solemn face, frowned and said:

"Who are you? Why do you do this to us two weak women for no reason?"

"Of course I'm here for the divine tripod."[

One of the assassins said coldly, holding a bottle in his hand, while looking at the dozen or so assassins in black behind him, he said, "Do it!"

After saying that, a dozen black-clothed killers rushed toward the bed. Naturally, Qingfu did not dare to neglect. With a shake of her right hand, the flying sickle from her waist had been thrown out, and she immediately rushed towards the three people at the front.

The man's life followed a somersault, and with a push of his left hand, a wave of palm wind was released, which immediately scattered several killers.

The man in black at the head swung his body, shook the long sword in his hand, and stabbed Qing Fu straight into the chest.

Qingfu made a move with her right hand, and the flying sickle had already counterattacked, stabbing towards the visitor's vest.

The black-clothed assassin seemed to have expected it. He turned his body to the side, raised his sword diagonally, and stabbed Qingfu's left shoulder.

Qingfu had no choice but to lean back. Just as she took a step back, another weapon was slashed at her from behind. Qingfu dwarfed her body, raised her left hand back, and hit the attacker's lower abdomen with a palm, instantly killing her.

He shot out the window. Then he did a somersault, lifted the table and chairs, and forced the killer who was approaching her to retreat to the door.

Suddenly, there was only a hissing sound, and above the bed curtain, a black-clothed killer flew down from the air, piercing the bed curtain with a long sword, and stabbed Qiqi straight into the heart.

Qingfu raised her right hand and quickly threw the flying sickle in her hand. The entire right arm of the future person was cut off. The assassin screamed and was about to fall off the bed, falling on Qi Qi's lap.
Chapter completed!