A knife was hitting his head.

There was another sword, slashing towards his abdomen.

outside the door.

The group of people suddenly launched a fierce offensive. They roared and walked through the snow, and the snow suddenly danced wildly.

They wielded knives.

Attack from both sides!

Chang Baishu and Wei Changhe, standing on the rooftop in the distance, squinted their eyes.

They all laughed.

No one has three heads and six arms.

No matter how fast the sixteen-year-old boy named Xiaoqin draws the knife, he can't look forward and backward...

Therefore, he must die!

But at this moment.

Chang Baishu was suddenly startled.

He saw a knife!

A big knife that exudes a cold feeling!

That knife struck from the left side outside Chaimen!

Wei Changhe was startled almost at the same time and turned to the right!

On the right side of Chaimen, a broadsword with cold light struck down.

Two knives.

The woodshed door is sealed!

Two knives killed the two people who had just rushed to the door!

The two knives hit the ground.

The two landed.

They wear masks but look young.

One on the left and one on the right, they stood at the door like door gods.

inside the door.

Xiaoqin slashed three knives between the lightning and flint.

There were only two screams.

Because one of them's head was chopped off by a knife and flew out.

There are people on the roof.

Xiaoqin did not fly out to kill anyone.

Because he has to guard this coffin.

He turned back.

Wang Zheng, Haoxuan and Amu also went into the house at this moment.

Xiaoqin grinned.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan shrugged: "Thank you when you are alive."

"good!"

The enemy comes again.

More people, more weapons, more shouts of death, and thus more wails.

The fight inside and outside the woodshed became intense at that moment.

The wooden woodshed simply could not withstand the impact of those weapons and corpses.

It collapsed.

Xiaoqin stood in the cold wind.

The coffin was buried under the thatch.

The knives in the hands of Amu and Wang Zhenghaoxuan were colder than the cold wind.

Blood sprayed in the air as their swords fell.

When the fat landlady came to the backyard, she saw countless flowers condensed with blood that filled the air.

It was originally very beautiful.

But her woodshed collapsed and repairing it would require a lot of money, so she was very angry!

So, she stepped into the blood flower in one step.

She roared: "Damn you guys!"

"If you want to call me, why don't you call me outside my shop?"

"Go to hell!"

Her hands reached into her arms.

Then……

Su Meng, who just ran over, saw money flying in the sky!!

Bloody silver!

Money that costs lives!

Chang Baishu on the rooftop in the distance was suddenly startled:

"A boy who spreads his wealth... his silver is like his life!"
Chapter completed!