Wonderful man, dead!

Even if Tang Fengshi was calm, he couldn't help but feel palpitations when he heard the news.

He didn't care about Gao Yu being on the side, grabbed the burly man and said sternly: "When, how did you die?"

The big man was taller than Tang Fengshi and bigger than Tang Fengshi.

However, Tang Fengshi grabbed the collar of his clothes, but he bent down unconsciously and his body trembled constantly.

It is obvious that Tang Fengshi had an extraordinary status in the minds of these people. If it were not for this reason, Fang Qifu would not have handed over the power to Tang Fengshi when he left Hangzhou. Even Miaoqing and Miao people respected Tang Fengshi very much.

"Just just now, I was killed at the bridge of Xianlin Temple."

"Go and notify Miaoqing, I'll go there now."

The man was relieved and ran into Ganoderma lucidum alley.

Tang Fengshi took two steps quickly, then suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Gao Yu.

"Brother Jiu, can you go with me?"

"good!"

Gao Yu would definitely not refuse such a good thing and would happily agree to it.

His performance gave Tang Fengshi the impression of being "good and lively".

The two left in a hurry. After a while, the door of Qingxi Pavilion opened wide, and Miaoqing rushed out like a group of people.

His eyes were red and he was moving quickly towards the Xianlin Temple Bridge.

The group of followers followed him, messing around and making a mess.

Qingxi Pavilion has become even more deserted!

After Miaoqing and others left for about two incense sticks, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the wall of Qingxi Pavilion.

The black shadow squatted on the wall and looked around. After confirming that there was no one, he jumped down.

He is extremely tall, but very flexible.

After jumping off the wall, he landed quietly... he squatted under the corner of the wall and checked left and right. After confirming that there was no one, the black shadow ran away.

The backyard of Qingxi Pavilion has complex winding paths and is easy to get lost.

But the black shadow seemed to be familiar with the road, and came to a wing room and stopped.

He looked left and right, then rushed forward and pushed the door open with his hands. The door was not locked, and he heard a squeak and it was pushed open.

The black shadow hid and got into the house.

After about a cup of tea, he came out from it again, then gently closed the door and walked around the back of the house.

Behind the wing room is a sparse forest. Through the sparse forest, it is the back wall of Qingxi Pavilion.

The man hid his body in the sparse forest and then he was silent again...

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"He's a master!"

Miaoqing squatted in front of Miaoren to check Miaoren's injuries.

After a while, he stood up and gritted his teeth and said, "A shot kills me, all the reactions of the wonderful man are under the control of the other party.

This person's kung fu is not inferior to my master.

There are only a handful of people in the entire Southeast region who can have such skill... But as far as I know, no one in Hangzhou has such skills."

Tang Fengshi heard this and took a breath of cold air.

He looked at Miaoren's body, then looked at Miaoqing.

"Is it a clear?"

"impossible!"

Miaoqing suddenly became irritable and her eyes were red.

He sternly said: "I can't understand that kind of purity."

That guy is of average qualification and can't bear hardship. When we were together, I could kill him with one hand... Even if he had an adventure later, he wouldn't have grown so fast. Although the wonderful man is good at drinking, his fists and feet are indeed extraordinary."

"If it's not Yiqing, who will it be?"

Miaoqing closed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

His eyes suddenly twitched, and he suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of horror.

"Can it be Zhang Huaiqing?"

"he?"

"Zhang Huaiqing's skills are even inferior to my master.

Apart from Zhang Huaiqing, I really can't think of anyone else who can kill Miaoren with one shot... He is not dead, he is back!"

Miaoqing's shape seemed crazy and grabbed Tang Fengshi's arm.

"Third brother, believe me, it must be that Zhang Huaiqing who has returned."

"nonsense!"

Tang Fengshi lowered his voice and said sternly: "That day, your master first injured him with the Seven Poison Swords, and then he was hit by the Great Light of the Lord. How could he still be alive? Don't be distracted. At this time, you and I must be calm."

Perhaps it was Tang Fengshi's accumulated power that made Miaoqing gradually calm down.

At this time, the officials' servants had arrived.

“I’ll deal with those hawks, you’ll take people back.

Don’t think about it so much, take a shower and have a good rest. After waking up tomorrow, let’s discuss it.”

After saying that, he bowed to Gao Yu and said, "Brother Jiu, please work hard early in the morning, so send him back."

"I don't need anyone to give it to you!"

Miaoqing was obviously in a bad mood. She waved her arms, turned her head and left.

Tang Fengshi hurriedly signaled the entourage of Qingxi Pavilion to follow Miaoqing, then looked at Gao Yu and said, "It's a turbulent autumn, a turbulent autumn."

"Do you want me to help?"

"Forget it, there is no need to help!" Tang Fengshi refused, "There is only the only thing left to meet the government here. Even if Brother Jiu stays, it will be useless. Go back early to rest... I am afraid that I can't play with Brother Jiu in the past few days."

"good!"

Gao Yu was not polite either and bowed down to say goodbye.

Tang Fengshi stood at the bridge, rubbed a few of his holes hard to calm himself down, and then changed into a smiley face...

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It was already the third day that Miaoqing returned to Qingxi Pavilion.

He felt inexplicably tired, and returned to the museum, and went straight back to the room without even washing up.

After he entered the house, he fell on the bed.

Although he and Miaoren were not interested, they had many years of experience and had a deep relationship.

This time he and Miaoren were ordered to come to Hangzhou, thinking that they could take the opportunity to make a fortune. But unexpectedly, after coming to Hangzhou, so many things happened. Now even Miaoren is dead. He knew that Zhang Huaiqing was dead... Qiu Rixin's Seven Poison Sword and the Great Light Great Hand Seal of the Holy Lord, one of the two is basically bound to die. What's more, Zhang Huaiqing was first injured by the Seven Poison Sword and later hit by the Great Light Great Hand Seal, and there is no possibility of living at all.

But for some reason, Miaoqing just felt that Zhang Huaiqing was not dead.

Otherwise, how could a wonderful person be shot and killed?

There are only a handful of people who can have such a method. At least as far as Miaoqing knows, no one in Hangzhou has such a method...

Although Zhang Huaiqing was hit by the Seven Poison Swords and the Big Hand Seal, this guy was good at channel art.

God knows if he has some strange means of saving his life? If this is the case, it is not impossible for him to survive.

These messy thoughts come one after another.

Miaoqing tossed and turned around on the bed, and kept tossing for half an hour before she calmed down.

Outside the house, it’s already four o’clock!

He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

However, he didn't sleep very well, and kept having nightmares and rolling in the bed.

A little fire appeared out of the window, making a hissing sound, quickly crossed the window edge, and entered the room... It was a lead, a ignited lead. The lead burned very quickly, and emitted a smell of saltpeter sulfur, which filled the house.

Miaoqing suddenly opened her eyes and turned over to sit up.

He was awakened by a nightmare.

However, after waking up, he smelled a strange smell, and the hissing sound of the lead burning also attracted his attention.
Chapter completed!