Qu Tan'er had a great time having fun.

She didn't pay much attention to Lei Hu's side.

Because there was a certain master taking care of the matter there, the situation was also left to Qiqi and Li Mufeng.

His back suddenly hit his warm chest. At some point, Mo Liancheng stood behind her and said helplessly and docilely, "Tan'er, stop after you have enough fun." Cough, it's too indecent to poke a sword at someone's butt.

He couldn't stand it anymore.

Qu Tan'er hasn't spoken yet.

The real and fake Taoist priests kneeling on the ground saw Mo Liancheng's somewhat chic fairy bone appearance, thinking that they were saved, so they kowtowed and cried, "Immortal, please spare your life! Demon Immortal, please spare your life!"

Mo Liancheng's black eyes suddenly turned cold, "Tan'er, you want to play, keep playing."

Qu Tan'er looked sideways, "Hmm?" Change is so sudden?

Mo Liancheng's unhappy eyes saw the group of Taoist priests crying and shouting below, with dark faces, "Demon Immortal? What a little bit of us looks like a demon?... It's so naughty, Tan'er continues to play! It's not a pity if people are gone!"

Can Mr. get angry too?

Her grandfather is indeed...little and scrupulous!

Qu Tan'er felt sweet and laughed at her.

So, the tragic marathon continued.

I heard that after that day, the clinics in Fengdu City were crowded with Taoist priests who came to ask for help. What’s strange is that every Taoist priest is not sick or painless, but their butts and thighs bloomed in the same place.

...

After a Taoist priest was eliminated, the couple entered the inner courtyard.

As they saw, a group of big men fell to the ground in a row, without too many scars on their bodies, but the signs of life were very clear, obviously not dead, all of them were confused by medicine.

In the crowd, Lei Hu's tall body was lying on the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices.

At the same time, he was stabbed in the heart and died.

Not far away, Qiqi's body was a little messy, but his eyes were clear and sharp as ever. His little face was excited, with a bit of sadness of missing his relatives, and his face was filled with tears, "Mr. Mo, Madam, I poisoned him to death! I finally poisoned him to death!... It was him, it was him to kill our family, I finally took revenge..."

Li Mufeng sat halfway on the ground.

Compared with Qiqi, he was obviously much embarrassed. His handsome face was stained with blood from him or others. He was injured in many places in his calves and arms, and blood flowed through his ragged clothes.

But the boy was in great spirits and looked at the couple who were slowly coming over.

After a while, Li Mufeng showed a sincere smile, "Let's go now - find Zhao Yu!"

Qiqi and Li Mufeng went to find Zhao Yu.

So, the couple opened their spiritual sense along the way.

Of course, the two teenagers didn't know about the escort they did.

On the other side of Zhao Yu, he had watched Lei Hu and his men enter the big house. Because of fear, he secretly turned home in fear, washed his blood, changed into clothes, and immediately ordered his servants to clean up the fineness and plan to go out to avoid the limelight for several days.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to walk out of the gate, he was tied up with two young men ambushed at the door.

Qiqi and Li Mufeng quickly threw Zhao Yu, who was tied up in the carriage.

However, when the two of them were about to wave their whip, a large number of soldiers suddenly rushed out from both ends of the street, holding spears, and surrounded the carriage in a moment.
Chapter completed!