The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty were divided into three upper flags and five lower flags. After entering the Central Plains, the Zhengbai Banner was raised into three upper flags.

Rumor is that Dorgon's Zhengbai Banner is the most capable of fighting.

In front of Qin Kun, the coffin under the Eight Banners of Zhengbai Banners, a rotten bone hammered the coffin board and crawled out.

Qin Kun likes to listen to stories. He once heard Xu Tao tell stories about the Eight Banners children. The descriptions of the Eight Banners children who are good at fighting, brave and resourceful, and are unruly. They are simply regarded as idols by Xu Tao.

The rotten bones in front of him crawled out, carefully put on the armor of the Zhengbai Banner, and stared at Qin Kun with empty pupils.

"It's so troublesome to have a fight."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, the rotten bone rushed over.

The Eight Banners are skilled in bows and horses, and their strength in infantry battles is slightly worse, but the soldiers trained in the system are much more organized than Qin Kun who came out of the wild path.

All the moves made by the rotten bones were killing moves, and Qin Kun tried to deal with them, which made him a little difficult to deal with.

"The fist is so powerful that it is weird, and it seems that it can't be avoided without using the Dust Step?"

This rotten bone is obviously a small character. Qin Kun is unwilling to show all his strength. Without his body skills, he has strength. Seeing a punch in front of him, Qin Kun's hand was like an iron pliers. He grabbed the rotten bone arm and threw it hard over his shoulder!

It felt like the rotten bone was broken, Qin Kun picked him up, as if he was carrying a sack with broken cinders inside. The rotten bones were thrown aside. Behind him, the sound of giggling and scratching the coffin board sounded again.

Five rotten bones wore armor and rushed towards Qin Kun.

The five flags, the white flag inlaid, the blue flag inlaid, the blue flag inlaid, the red flag inlaid, and the five corrupt bones attacked each other, surrounding Qin Kun.

Qin Kun was stunned. These dogs actually had knives hidden in the coffin?

The five rotten bones rushed over with swords, which were completely sword techniques on the battlefield. The blade, the back and the handle of the knife were their weapons! Qin Kun looked at the six directions, moved and dodged in the shadow of the sword, seized the opportunity, and the rotten bones of the Zhenghongqi were kicked into bone powder by him!

These corrupt bones seemed to have no consciousness, and they were completely afraid of killing and were completely unaware of the fear. Qin Kun gradually realized that their offensive was completely attacking and had no defense, so he could not breathe. If he was hit by a group of dirty things in the mirage world, he would be lost!

He kicked backwards, and the corrupt bones of the blue flag were hung on the wall and embedded in it. Qin Kun opened his arm and smashed it to the head in front of him like a drum.

Zheng Lanqi's rotten bones were punched hard on both sides of his head at the same time, and his head and helmet were smashed and fell to the ground.

Two left!

Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air came.

Whoosh swosh swosh swosh

The two people, two arrows were fired at the same time, and a total of four arrows flew towards Qin Kun.

At some point, the two rotten bones of the Yellow Banner and the Inlaid Yellow Banner crawled out of the coffin. The arrows were tricky, and Qin Kun hurriedly dodged, and a hole was broken on his waist.

The two corrupt bones of the Zhengbai Banner and the Inlaid Red Banner came with swords and cooperated with tacit understanding.

"roll!!!"

Qin Kun grabbed the two rotten bones, their muscles were tangled, and the two rotten bones and armor were each worth nearly a hundred kilograms. Qin Kun picked them up and smashed them fiercely on the coffin.

The coffin was shattered, and the two rotten bones were broken and motionless.

Two yellow flag archers were left, and the second round of shooting was brewed.

The bows and arrows were shot volleys, Qin Kun took out his foot and picked up the coffin lid, blocked the bow and arrow, and kicked it hard. The coffin lid flew towards the two of them, and Qin Kun followed closely behind.

The two heads were pinched in their hands, and they all exploded with a little force.

Looking at the wound on his waist, Qin Kun didn't expect that the group of rotten bones had some combat power. He looked around and saw that in this mourning hall, there was nothing else to move except for the portrait of Nurhaci, except for the portrait of Nurhaci, who suddenly shook his head and sighed.

When he came to Nurhaci's portrait, Nurhaci was riding on a horse in the portrait, majestic and glanced at Qin Kun with a squinted look.

"Damn... is this... despise me?"

Qin Kun's eyes twitched, and the portrait seemed unable to speak, but the contempt in his expression was obvious.

Qin Kun took out his lighter and lit a cigarette. Before the fire was extinguished, Qin Kun lifted it over.

Nurhaci in the portrait was stunned, suddenly trembled all over and shook his head in horror.

"Now I know I'm afraid? What have you done long ago?"

Qin Kun's expression was obviously an unreasonable person. Nurhaci in the painting was obviously not the real Kanto master, and he was riding a horse anxiously running around the grass.

Qin Kun curled his lips. He was quite generous, so there was no need to complain about a painting. Put the lighter away and patted his butt and walked inside.

In the portrait, Nurhaci saw Qin Kun leaving, angrily waved his whip, pointed to the direction Qin Kun was walking, and opened and closed his mouth and cursed. Suddenly, a cigarette butt flew over and burned his feet.

Mars burned a small hole and then destroyed it. Nurhaci held his feet and sucked the cold air, took out the bow and arrow on his back and shot it repeatedly, but the arrow could not be shot out from the painting, so he could only watch Qin Kun go away.

...

After the mourning hall, it was a manor, which was indeed in the style of the Qing Dynasty. There were many portraits in the manor, all of which were princes and nobles, showing the extraordinary identity of the owner of the manor.

Qin Kun walked around and found that the manor was surrounded by bamboo forests and was filled with fog, and the sky eye technique was very limited.

"Where did Sister Siyu go?"

Qin Kun looked at the five people's manor and the bamboo forest hidden in the fog with sadness.

Although I came to find Xijueluo today, there was a girl trapped here. If the girl had a few shortcomings, that would be a bad thing.

Since there is no one in the manor, Qin Kun thinks it is better to go to the bamboo forest to find it.

At this moment, there was a cave in the bamboo forest. If it weren't for the stone table, stone benches and stone beds, it would be like a cave for wild beasts.

Yuan Siyu sat inside in horror, with two fragmented figures in front of him.

Both of them were stitched together, with hideous faces, very unnatural muscles, and stiffness.

"Classmate, you are lucky. If Master Jue Luo had not given strict orders during this period, you would have been a dead person."

A thin man's fingers trembled and pinched Yuan Siyu's shoulders, as if rubbing her shoulders. Yuan Siyu's eyes were red when she cried, but she didn't dare to resist, and her spirit was almost broken.

She has lived so big that she has never seen such a terrifying thing.

What's going on... This person... is dead... why can he still talk...

Didn’t he say there were sunlights on both shoulders? How could he still touch himself...

The thin man pinched his hand on Yuan Siyu's shoulder and slowly touched her neck. The smooth skin was very elastic. The thin man bent down and his face was on Yuan Siyu's shoulder, smelling the smell of Yuan Siyu intoxicatedly.

"It smells so good..."

Yuan Siyu felt that the thin man hugged her waist, became restless and shouted hurriedly.

Next to him, another broken woman spoke: "Zhang Yiming, stop here. If Mr. Jueluo sees you, you will die miserably! I will use the bamboo silk ghost technique to save your life, you should be a little sensible."

The thin man smiled gloomy: "You and I are dead, what should we do?"

"Jueluo is planning major events recently. There are many Taoist priests in Linjiang City, so they cannot doubt it."
Chapter completed!