The other party had already stabbed into his chest. If it weren't for the iron block hanging on his chest...

Han Qingshan's legs started to shake. There was... a ghost!

At this time, Han Qingshan called all his people over, surrounded himself, drew his sword, and stared around nervously.

Lin Jiuniang wanted to take action again, but she also knew that she had lost her chance, so she used her last bit of reason to suppress her impulse.

Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.

Staring at the frightened Han Qingshan with fierce eyes, she was really unwilling to let him go like this.

Lin Jiuniang's eyes flashed with a sinister look.

You can't kill him now, but you can do some small tricks.

And at this moment.

"General!"

The deputy general next to him suddenly shouted to Han Qingshan, but he didn't expect to scare Han Qingshan, so he subconsciously drew his sword.

"General!"

The deputy general was startled and looked at him in horror.

After Han Qingshan realized that he was making too much fuss, a look of unnaturalness appeared on his pale face.

When I was about to put the sword back into its scabbard, an accident happened.

The sharp sword was not inserted back into the scabbard, but directly inserted into his thigh.

ah!

Han Qingshan screamed, and with a bang, the blood-stained sword fell to the ground.

"General."

The deputy general next to him looked surprised and hurriedly stepped forward to help him. What happened to the general? He actually stabbed himself with his sword.

But Han Qingshan knew that was not the case, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

The experience of a few months ago came to mind again. There are ghosts, and there are ghosts here too!

Han Qingshan grabbed the deputy general's hand, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, "Did you see anything just now?"

"No, no," the deputy general's expression became nervous and he looked around, "General, what's wrong with you? Why did you stab yourself with a sword?"

Han Qingshan wanted to curse.

But he couldn't scold him. He stabbed himself because he was sick.

He shook his head and asked the deputy general to continue guarding the intersection, and then asked a dozen soldiers to surround him and escort him home.

Lin Jiuniang in the space looked at Han Qingshan's frightened appearance and ran away in embarrassment, with a hint of ridicule on her lips:

Han Qingshan, play slowly at night.

I don't believe you can arm yourself from head to toe.

Turn around and walk towards Changlefang, which is not far away.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she fell in love with Xu Yu, the bitch princess of Yunqi Kingdom?
Chapter completed!