Kill people and silence them, destroy corpses and destroy all traces.
The whip struck the shadow. The shadow did not dodge, and seemed to be unable to dodge. It was swept away by the long whip, flew upside down, hit the willow tree heavily, groaned when it landed, twitched slightly, and then
Falling into silence again.
The three of them had a meal, and the handsome man sneered and said: "I thought it was some kind of monster, but it turned out to be a wild ghost who couldn't save himself. Anyway, let me save you for a while, and I will send two beauties down to accompany you in a short while, so as not to lead you to hell.
It's boring." His hands were not idle as he spoke, the whip roared, rolling up bits and pieces of muddy water, splashing muddy water, and flying blood. It was indeed just a human body.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen whips were struck hard on the figure. The handsome man looked like he was crazy, laughing loudly. The whips became harder and harder, and the smile became thicker as he whipped. There was a twisted and violent pleasure on his face. It was not just Kongyu.
, even Pan Zhong couldn't help but feel cold in his chest, muttering secretly in his heart, he was afraid that this woman and Miss Zhen Mansion would die badly today, and he didn't know what methods the handsome man would use to torture them to death.
Kong Yu sighed secretly, and at this moment he also realized that the muddy figure lying motionless on the ground might be a seriously injured master. Unfortunately, he didn't even leave his name, so he had to die here like this. Kong Yu couldn't bear it.
He turned his head slightly. At the moment when Kong Yu was relaxed, the long whip in the man's hand still swung out, and this blow also hit the figure on the ground, but it seemed that the whip was caught by something, and the tip of the handsome man sank.
He didn't care, and swung it back with luck. Sure enough, the long whip came back easily, but when it came back, there was a dark shadow on the tip of the whip. This half-dead shadow hung on the tip and floated over.
Kong Yu felt a sudden chill in his heart, shouted angrily, and struck the shadow with both palms. The shadow seemed to float very slowly, but somehow it passed between Kong Yu's palms in a matter of millimetres. The long whip roared,
A lot of willow leaves were swept away, and there was one less leaf flying in the air. When several people in the audience could distinguish each other, the figure had fallen a foot away in front of the handsome man.
Kong Yu and Pan Zhong looked tense and looked at the handsome man hurriedly. They saw the handsome man staring at the figure on the ground with some doubts and disbelief. Kong Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the handsome man was fine.
, just as he was about to take action, suddenly a strange smile appeared on the handsome man's face. It looked like a smile, but also looked like crying. It could be as ugly as it was. The smile was still there, but the tears flowed down unsatisfactorily. And it wasn't just tears.
The yellow and white stuff flowed out together, and a foul smell filled the air, making you want to vomit.
Pan Zhong's lips trembled for a while, and the honest look on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of despair and fear. He pointed tremblingly at the handsome man's neck, and was speechless for a while. Kong Yu was startled.
Looking intently, he felt his eyes go dark, almost feeling hopeless. On the handsome man's neck, a willow leaf grew out of the flesh like a root sprout. Perhaps it was nourished by blood. This willow leaf was particularly green and bright.
, a touch of green seems to drip out from the leaves.
There was a gurgling sound in the handsome man's throat. He wanted to say something but couldn't. He raised a hand with difficulty and plucked off the willow leaf in the eyes of Kong Yu and Pan Zhong. The willow leaf left the skin and flesh, and the handsome man's face
A trace of blood appeared on the carriage, and suddenly, a blood arrow shot out, scattering the entire carriage in spots, and many drops of blood fell on the naked body of the beautiful woman. The red and white outlines a sad and beautiful figure.
of picture scroll.
The handsome man threw down his long whip, covered his neck with both hands, took a few steps back in horror, and sat down on the ground with a thud. There was an extreme fear in his eyes, tears streaming down his face, and there was a staggering humility and prayer in his despair.
I didn't expect that the rich man who was so arrogant just now would be so timid at this time.
The gurgling sound was still ringing, blood foam escaped from the handsome man's mouth and nose, his pupils gradually dilated, and his breath was like a gossamer. Kongyu let out a cry of sorrow, and ducked to hold the handsome man's fallen body. The last flash of the handsome man's eyes flashed
With a trace of begging, his eyes gradually lost focus, and finally turned into cloudy eyes like dead fish.
The handsome man's head tilted and rolled to the other side of Kong Yu's arm. Kong Yu subconsciously supported him. The moment Kong Yu's hand touched the man's head, the entire head stretched out from the willow leaf.
All the places were cut off, and the incisions were as flat as a mirror. It was so terrifying and suffocating to look at.
Pan Zhong trembled and murmured: "Flying flowers and picking leaves, this is the secret skill of flying flowers and picking leaves. He is a master, he is a master..."
Kong Yu turned a deaf ear to Pan Zhong's murmurings, and his face turned away from a sullen look, a look of pity and sadness, with a look of anger, but mostly sadness. Kong Yu gently placed the man's headless body on the
On the ground, he gently placed the head that had rolled to one side on his neck. Then he took a deep breath and said calmly: "If you kill my young master, I will probably not be your opponent, but young master
Revenge must be avenged. If you kill me, it is a matter of course. If I kill you, I will collect your body for you and then apologize to you." After finishing speaking, Kong Yu bowed deeply, his face was no longer annoying.
With a flattering look on his face, his face was calm at the moment, with a kind of calmness like relief.
The figure didn't respond. After being beaten several times, most of the mud and water on his body dissipated, revealing a pale and bloodless face. He looked delicate, but his bun was gray. For a moment, he didn't know how old he was.
Although the figure was taking in less air and outgoing more, Kong Yu still didn't dare to neglect it. He slowly stood up and stared at the dying figure as if facing a formidable enemy. There was a trace of helplessness and regret deep in his eyes that was not noticed by outsiders.
"Kong Yu, are you really planning to take action? Let's run away while he has trouble walking." Pan Zhong said in a cold voice with a livid face.
A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Kong Yu's mouth, and he said lightly: "Since we are dead soldiers, and the master died, we are no longer dead soldiers, but only dead people. Where can we escape, can we escape from the palm of Mrs. Xiaoxingshan
What?"
Pan Zhong felt a chill in his heart. The eldest lady's method was by no means easy. At this moment, she was pitting herself against a master who seemed weak but actually had no knowledge of the depths of the matter. It was also a life and death fight. Pan Zhong couldn't muster up even a sliver of courage.
In fact, he was frightened out of his wits by the amazing martial arts of flying flowers and picking leaves just now. His hands and feet were weak, and he looked around with his eyes, looking like he was about to take the opportunity to escape. Although Xiaoxing Mountain has a large number of people, it is only in Beifu. If
No matter how good the eldest lady is in escaping from Beifu, she will probably be out of reach.