Xiao Wan'er was panickedly looking for clothes to wrap her white and tender body that was leaking in spring. When she looked up and saw this bloody scene, she was scattered and was about to scream. When she happened to meet Chen Qingniu, who had chased and beaten two four-horse troughs, she swallowed it immediately. Her face, which was seductive in the past, turned white, and her body trembled like a sieve.

The two maids were completely stunned by Dali's slap in the face. They also covered their swollen cheeks, dared not move, and dared not speak.

After Chen Qingniu confirmed that the young master on the bed was dead, he walked calmly towards Xiao Wan'er who was constantly huddling back on the ground. Perhaps because Chen Qingniu's face was not ferocious and he looked like he could negotiate and circulate. Xiao Wan'er deserves to be a woman who was so brave that she went to kick off a man himself, and squeezed out a far-fetched smile and said timidly: "Young master, Wan'er is innocent. Wan'er will do whatever you want Wan'er to do, and will never refuse."

"really?"

Chen Qingniu smiled and squatted in front of Xiao Wan'er who had already leaned against a chair.

"There is no vain. What the young master wants, Wan'er will do as he does." Xiao Wan'er nodded vigorously by pecking at the rice, and her clothes could only cover her body with a small view, and her chest was filled with spring light, which was completely visible.

"very good."

Chen Qingniu raised a kind smile and stretched out his hand, as if he was stroking Xiao Wan'er's chest, but suddenly hesitated to squint, slid his neck, and suddenly increased the force. With a click, he cut off the fair neck of the big red card in Liulifang without hesitation. Chen Qingniu looked at the beautiful eyes that gradually turned from despair to dullness, and said coldly: "Then go and die."

With a wave, Xiao Wan'er's lifeless body was thrown away. Chen Qingniu glanced at her who was lying on the ground and said to himself: "Liu Qi, your fairy sister, your breasts are much bigger than we guessed at the beginning."

Chen Qingniu stood up, looked at the two maids who had shrunk into a bunch, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Have you ever seen me come to the courtyard?"

Two girls who were adopted by Xiao Wan'er as their personal maids because of their good deeds and cleverness shook their heads and rattled each other. They had seen Chen Qingniu being insulted in the yard a few days ago. Unexpectedly, in a few days, the situation turned sharp, shocked and panicked.

Chen Qingniu stopped and walked towards the door.

Facing the forty-two people in the Dong family, he had ten years of resentment and killed him without thinking. He had been resentful to Xiao Wan'er for a long time. As for Mr. Qi who was beaten by two hammering fists, Chen Qingniu also killed him without hesitation, and only felt that the torture method of today was too kind. But he could not take ruthless measures against two maids who were similar to his background.

For some reason, Mrs. Fan appeared at the door of the room with a expressionless face.

The maid, regardless of her body's nakedness, ran to the owner who had only seen a few times and recorded his temperament. Li Hua took the rain to accuse Chen Qingniu of her crimes.

The ability to change faces when crossing rivers and destroying bridges is only stronger than their way of serving men in bed.

Mrs. Fan ignored the two servants, looked at Chen Qingniu with a dark face, and sneered: "A woman's kindness is worse than mine."

I don’t know how Mrs. Fan took action, two maids who thought they were in a dark and bright situation flew backwards and hit the wall hanging with "The Picture of the Queen of the King of Yan's Journey to Xiao Xue" and died on the spot.

Chen Qingniu took a deep breath, stared at the corpses of the two maids, with a gloomy face. After a long time, he turned around and lowered his head to Mrs. Fan and said, "Chen Qingniu has been taught."

Mrs. Fan said coldly: "Add to that third-rank martial artist, I will help you to drug all the meals of the other seven people in the capital. There are 52 actors, singers, maids, and other related people. Do you know how to do it?"

After two incense sticks, Chen Qingniu came to the lotus garden with clean steps and said to Mrs. Fan: "Madam, everything has been resolved."

Mrs. Fan's face was slightly relaxed, and pointed to the gate of the courtyard and said, "Inside is the old man who shot your left foot that day. The great Qi training sect of Fengzhou Qingliang Sect. Qingliang Sect is a second-rate sect of the Suzaku Dynasty. It is not very powerful. However, the Qi training sect in the sect has many collusion with the powerful and powerful people in the capital. The famous Qi training sect is regarded as a guest of honor by princes and generals. This person in the courtyard was adopted by Qi Hong, the minister of Guanglu Temple, and is personally guarding the youngest son Qi Huangli who was beaten to death by you. His name is Han Sheng, and he is the personal disciple of Hong Jin, the deputy leader of Qingliang Sect. He ranks in the third rank of martial artists in the secular world. The real power is the breathing technique. Even if he is under the Yin hand, he will be more than enough to deal with you. Emperor Chen Qing, dare to go in and take off his head?"

Chen Qingniu didn't say anything and entered the Lotus Garden. He smelled a bloody smell outside the door of the small building.

Pushing open the door, Han Sheng, a genius of Qingliang Sect, sat upright on a chair, with two warm corpses of singers and dancers under his feet. Not long after he died, his originally beautiful and youthful body was absorbed by most of his essence and blood, and he was not in a human form.

The old man had blood stains on the corner of his mouth, staring at Chen Qingniu with cold eyes: "I have been waiting for you for a long time if you don't know the sky and the earth."

Chen Qingniu was not in a hurry to do something, and said curiously: "Is this your Qingliang Sect's Qi training technique? Can you squeeze out other people's essence?"

The old man in gray robe smiled and said, "You can quickly understand my methods, why bother asking more questions?"

In an instant, the old man didn't see any force, so he rushed to Chen Qingniu's eyes, with his claws like hooks, coming in a fierce manner.

Chen Qingniu hit his fists out, and the old man hooked his shoulder with his ten fingers and claws, and hit him hard on his chest. The old man in gray robe laughed and exhaled his chest. As he undulated Chen Qingniu's four horse galloping grooves, which were quite the essence of the Hammer Immortal Fist, and stabbed Chen Qingniu's shoulders with both claws. He penetrated a little deeper and could see the bones.

Chen Qingniu raised his knees and sternly hit the old man's crotch. He was born in the most despicable tram in the market and rubbed continuously. Chen Qingniu naturally learned many inexplicable fighting techniques, such as picking vaginal legs, monkeys picking peaches, and so on, making it very smooth.

The old man was furious, and he clamped his calves, blocking Chen Qingniu's knees. His claws aggravated again, and he silently recited a spell in his mouth. Chen Qingniu's shoulders suddenly splattered blood. Surprisingly, after the blood was splattered out, it retracted, climbed along the old man's ten fingers on the withered palms, sank into his skin, his hands became crystal clear and blood flowed.

The Qi training man Han Sheng smiled and said, "How does it taste?"

Chen Qingniu's face was pale, but he was not frightened.

This level of pain was not enough to make him lose his mind.

Han Sheng smiled grimly and said, "Yes, my heart is very good. No wonder I can overturn the boat in the gutter. I underestimated you a few days ago. The more you can tolerate it, the more deeply the pain of the loss of essence and blood. Let me see when you can tolerate it!"

Chen Qingniu's forehead gradually covered with cold sweat.

Han Sheng, the sinister Qi training man, had scarlet and charming hands, and he laughed wildly.

Suddenly, his smile stiffened.

The claws changed from red to a very strange golden yellow.

Han Sheng, whose cultivation level is already quite good in the entire Suzaku Dynasty, screamed in a sarcastic voice: "Are you weird, what's wrong with your body?"

The eight demon gods who have been refined by supreme magical powers.

Unfortunately, Chen Qingniu, who didn't know the truth, couldn't give him the answer.

Chen Qingniu felt that his claws no longer absorbed his essence and blood, and his arms finally recovered their rare strength. The opportunity was fleeting. Chen Qingniu roared and punched his fists out.

Double hammers again and again.

He slammed the four-horse trough nearly a hundred times in one breath.

Han Sheng, a qi-training man, stood up and was hammered nearly a hundred times.

The chest and abdomen are beaten to pieces.

Death miserably.

Finally fell to the ground depressedly.

Chen Qingniu was exhausted, and the blood oozed out of his arms soaked his clothes, making them purple.

Hanging his arms that were dripping constantly.

He stared at the Qi training master of Qingliang Sect, which was like a dream and a illusion. This killed a third-grade martial artist who was equipped with the Taoist sect Qi training technique?

Mrs. Fan leaned against the door lazyly, and her eyes showed unconcealed praise for the first time, saying, "We are in danger, Chen Qingniu, you won again."

Chen Qingniu's arms were almost disabled. He endured the severe pain and squatted down to flip the body of Han Sheng, a qi-training scholar. Finally, he collected a book of "Black Whale Swallowing Water" in seal script. He turned to Mrs. Fan and showed a sincere smile and said, "Because he knew that Mrs. Fan supported her, he dared to fight for his life."

Mrs. Fan smiled and glanced at the ancient book, saying, "This is a broken book that has been passed down from the East China Sea forever. Later generations randomly added and tampered with it, which is quite a lot of mistakes. The lower nine-rate magic that misled people's children, absorbed the essence and blood of living beings to strengthen themselves. It is far from the eight hundred great ways. This book is worthless."

Chen Qingniu was interested, and said silly: "Can Mrs. Fan give it to the young man? This old man is so shabby that he doesn't even have Zhang Yinbao, so I can get some."

Mrs. Fan was amused and said, "Take it, you killed the person. This "Black Whale Swallowing Water" is something that belongs to you."

Chen Qingniu didn't even have the strength to put the broken secret book into his arms, so he could only hold it in his mouth. His arms, which were still bleeding, were terrible, but he still looked happy.

Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "How does it feel to kill people and rob treasures?"

Chen Qingniu said happily: "It's great, but unfortunately there are fewer babies who have succeeded."

Mrs. Fan walked towards Chen Qingniu and smiled: "The son is teachable."

She took out a mutton fat jade bottle, dripped two drops of fragrant green jade liquid on Chen Qingniu's left and right shoulders, and immediately stopped the surging injuries.

Chen Qingniu didn't forget to get the baby, and asked carefully: "Madam, what should I do next?"

Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "You escape, I really think I am an omnipotent god. After killing so many people, I can't continue to show off. Dong's mansion killed people and provoked Pang Fengchu, which annoyed the part of Jisui Academy that was rooted in the Suzaku Dynasty. Today, killing Qi Huangli, the beloved son of Guanglu Temple Minister, and Han Sheng, was antagonizing the Zhuque court and formed a gang with Qingliang Sect. With so many forces, you are born in a new calf and are not afraid of anything. I am a little nervous. I have already cleaned up and leave. There is nothing worth nostalgic about in Liangzhou."

He really left just by saying that.

Chen Qingniu, who had changed into brand new clothes, followed behind Mrs. Fan, feeling a little dull.

Mrs. Fan walked in front and smiled and said, "Why, can't bear to leave the years here or this foundation worth a thousand gold?"

Chen Qingniu said regretfully: "It is not easy to build another glass yard."

Mrs. Fan walked towards a carriage parked at the back door of Liulifang, shook her head and said, "While practicing Taoism and seeking immortality cannot escape the word "money" in all aspects, life is the foundation. If you die, everything is false. Chen Qingniu, you are good at mind, but because you are born in a tramp and grow in the market, your horizons are smaller. Follow me in the future, remember to accumulate some atmosphere."

Chen Qingniu said respectfully: "Qingniu keeps the teachings of his wife in mind."

The groom is actually a pretty girl dressed in a pretty servant, with a mellow fragrance.

Chen Qingniu saw her daughter's body with an old look. When he looked closely, he found that it was Qin Xiangjun, the courtesan of Liulifang.

Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "You are not my apprentice, but you can call Xiang Jun a senior sister."

Chen Qingniu quickly shouted intimately: "Senior Sister Qin."

She smiled softly, put on men's clothing, and was as elegant as she was, and joked: "So good, junior brother."

Chen Qingniu sat in the carriage, sitting on the same blanket with Mrs. Fan. The groom was half a month ago and had never seen her name for a long time ago. She was a cloud-like character like a fairy. Chen Qingniu didn't know how to be sad about spring and autumn, and she couldn't help but sigh at the change of life. After she sat in the carriage, Mrs. Fan kept her eyes closed and resting, concentrating and silent.

Chen Qingniu asked softly: "Madam, where are we going?"

Mrs. Fan opened her eyes, showed a tired look for the first time, and said slowly: "Qing'e. The ancestral courtyard of Guanyin."
Chapter completed!