There was only a crisp sound of "bang", white brains and red blood and other objects flew out in all directions, and the bones of the head and the Tianling Cap flew out. A generation of heroes, Nangong Shuangjie, died in the same place with hatred.
Under an iron rod, it was a pity that until his death, he still did not know who the enemy was who sent these gangsters to rob and kill him.
At this moment, the rumble of wheels and the sound of galloping horses were heard again dozens of meters away, as well as the clear and anxious sound of a woman scolding.
The remaining four masked men in gray followed the source of the sound, turned around and saw that the caravan pulled by four good horses was galloping away just now, but now it was driven by a man wearing a blue shirt and black skirt.
The beautiful middle-aged woman was driving, and she came in a hurry again.
I saw a beautiful middle-aged woman with eyebrows and eyes, a nose and lips. Although she looked anxious and her eyebrows were flying, she could not hide her graceful and dignified temperament and her beautiful and charming charm.
But in the carriage behind the middle-aged beautiful woman, there was also a tall and heroic young man standing with his upper body slightly bowed and holding the door with both hands.
I saw that the young man was also wearing a blue shirt, with a slightly healthy wheat color on his face, a straight nose, slightly pursed lips, and two thick sword eyebrows, like two flying swords coming out of the body, slanting
Flying upward and slightly into the temples, a pair of breathtaking star eyes are shining and bright. Every time they are lifted up, there is a different kind of weakness, and there is also a touch of anxiety in the star eyes.
This young man is the son of Nangong Shuangjie. Like Nangong Haotian who died in vain on earth, he is also called Nangong Haotian. At this moment, he is looking around anxiously. Seeing this situation, he does not know that his father Nangong Shuangjie has already died.
His life is in ruins!
When the four masked men in gray clothes saw the middle-aged beautiful woman driving back, they looked at each other and said urgently: "The target has been killed, ignore them, let's go!"
“Drive, drive, drive!”
While she was talking, the middle-aged beautiful woman's carriage had already arrived dozens of meters away.
The four masked men in gray clothes did not bother to carry away the bodies of the two dead companions, and hurriedly galloped in front of their horses.
The beautiful middle-aged woman on the carriage seemed to have already seen her husband's body lying in a pool of blood, but she did not take action immediately. She was probably afraid that Nangong Haotian, who was unarmed and without weapons, would madly rush to fight with the dog after seeing her father's body.
The thieves fought hard, and then they suppressed the boundless grief in their hearts and urged their horses and chariots to come at full speed.
At this time, she raised her eyes and saw four masked men in gray clothes trying to escape. The beautiful middle-aged woman had long thrown her worries away, and immediately scolded: "Bold thief, kill my husband without leaving any life behind."
Do you want to leave right after you come?”
In the midst of scolding, the beautiful middle-aged woman picked up a long sword from the car, rose into the air, and flew directly towards the four masked men in gray clothes like dancing butterflies.
Just as the beautiful middle-aged woman flew towards the four masked men, the old man in white robe who had just been dragged out of the carriage by the gangsters also happened to catch up at this time. With a sharp shout, he threw himself forward and hurriedly tackled the flying men.
The carriage stopped.
The middle-aged beautiful woman wanted to avenge her husband. She had already used Qinggong to the extreme. Her body was as fast as a flying swallow. She only saw a flickering shadow. After just a few breaths, she had already arrived before she could reach the destination.
Horses in front of four masked men's bodies.
When the four masked men saw her, they stopped trying to pull the horse. They shouted loudly and turned back. At the same time, they raised the swords and sticks in their hands and attacked the beautiful middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged beautiful woman's expression fluctuated. It could be said that she looked crazy. She was like a witch in the world. She was desperate for her own safety. She unfolded her light body skills, swung her sword and stabbed fiercely. She swung the long sword like a snake with lightning, and she unexpectedly appeared.
Dots of afterimages.
The four masked men in gray clothes were not ordinary people. They advanced and retreated in an orderly manner. They used swords and sticks to surround this beautiful middle-aged woman who was very good at swordsmanship.