Chapter 543 into the urn

"That's because the slave family is willing to lose to the prince, um..." Xiaofeng didn't finish her last sentence, because the Qingming sword in Qin Yan's hand sent half an inch forward and pierced into the white snowy skin, and the trace of blood slid down the blade.

"Don't play this with me! Wake her up immediately!"

Xiaofeng did not move, her eyes flashed, and she said bitterly, "You are so cruel! Why don't you just kill the slave with one sword? Anyway, if you die in your hands, the slave family will have no regrets.

"Do you think I dare not?" Qin Yan's voice showed a trace of aweyness, "Don't think you play tricks, I will be afraid of you. Mingxi medical fairy Liu Wanyun is in the town now. As long as you find her, it will help no matter what poison you put on.

Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Do you think the slave family is poisoned? The slave family just said that this sister Gong has lost her soul. In this regard, I'm afraid Liu Xianzi has not been arrested? Hey, if you don't believe it, stab the sword a little deeper. If you can die under your sword, I will never complain..."

Qin Yan scolded coldly, "Bitch! I'm going to smash ten thousand pieces of you!"

"Bitch? That's a good name. As long as you can serve the prince, even if you are a pig and a dog, the slave family is willing to. Xiaofeng smiled and said, "The prince hasn't done anything yet. Could it be that he can't bear to hurt the slave's skin? In fact, it doesn't matter. Even if the slave family dies, it is still a little useful for the prince. You have never eaten beautiful meat, have you? You can have a try. The prince can use a piece of the slave's heart, a piece of liver flower, a piece of mushroom, a small sand jar, and slowly simmer it into a clear soup, which is called a heart-liver jade cup; then use the slave's kidney, slice it, boil the water slightly, soak it into the soju, add seasoning, add minced ginger, and sprinkle some chopped green onions before serving, which is a beautiful waist..."< /P>

"Shut up!" Qin Yan stepped back and stared at her, "You disgusting monster! How on earth are you going to let her go?"

Xiaofeng smiled and said, "The prince will bet with the slave family for another game. As long as the slave family wins, the slave family will naturally return Sister Gong's soul and hands."

Forrest Gump is drinking in the room next to Xiaotao.

Mr. Yang rescued him from the darkness and prepared a room for him in the gambling den to avoid the limelight here.

What Forrest Gump needs to do is to send a message to Mr. Yang.

This was originally a beautiful job. You only need to move your mouth, and 500 taels of silver will be received. But at this time, Forrest Gump patted his bulging waist bag, but he had no happy thoughts.

He didn't know that Tang Qing had died under the joint hands of Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha, and he was still worried that the short and impermanence would come to him and repair his un scabless wound.

He now finds that if a person is famous and knows more, it may not be a good thing. He can't even eat safely now, and he is always worried for fear of a strange smiling ugly dwarf popping out from behind the crack in the door.

However, Mr. Yang went out at this time! It's so annoying to leave him here alone!

Forrest Gump stared at the door and drank restlessly.

Suddenly, the door creaked and a blue figure flashed in.

Forrest Gump jumped up from the chair, fell to the ground and stammered, "What, who is it?"

"It's me!" It was a dry and thin old man in blue. He glanced around the room and asked, "Where has Mr. Yang been?"

"So it's you!" A Gan wiped the sweat on his forehead, slowly sat back to his seat and said, " Mr. Yang just went out, and I don't know where he is going."

He knows this old man, who is called the ghost shadow Su Zheng. He is very good at hidden weapons and is the most professional killer. This guy has no accomplices. He has always been a person who takes over the business. He is clean and neat, and has a good reputation in today's ebony town. As the most well-informed intelligence dealer in the town, Forrest Gump also met several times and talked about two businesses for him. Both sides were quite satisfied with the cooperation.

The ghost shadow nodded and said, "It's okay if he's not here. We can just talk about it."

"What do we have to talk about? I haven't introduced any business to you recently." Forrest Gump shrank back warily. Although he believes that no one will invite this gold medal killer known as "a stabbing a thousand gold" to deal with him, the killer has always recognized money and people. Master Gan has also made a small fortune recently, which is not guaranteed that this person will not get rich and harmed Master Gan's life.

The ghost shadow laughed strangely, leaned over and said in a low voice, "I heard that you sold a message to Mr. Xiang in the morning and earned 500 taels of silver?"

"Not bad! But Mr. Xiang told me that I can't sell this news to others..."

"I'll give you a thousand taels!"

"This, this..."

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, Xiao Meng won't know."

Forrest Gump gritted his teeth: "Okay! I only need 900 taels, and you give me the money first!"

The ghost shadow said strangely, "Why only nine hundred taels?"

"Because you claim to be a lot of gold, you won't take action for less than a thousand taels."

The ghost laughed: "It seems that it is not unreasonable for you to live safely until now!"

I don't know when a layer of cloud has piled up in the sky, and the sun is covered, and it looks like a heavy rain.

The vendors in Sangu Square hurried to clean up the stalls and left in a hurry.

But most of the people with swords and swords have stayed. The duel between Tianlong Sword and Yanyun Sword, the two famous magic soldiers in martial arts, is definitely a feast not to be missed. The flame in their hearts cannot be extinguished by a few drops of light rain.

The heavy rain fell, the ebony town was shrouded in a layer of smoke, and the world was dark.

You Xiahan half closed her eyes and sat on the rostrum with her sword in her arms. Her manner was still calm and elegant in the rain curtain.

She didn't use her internal power to avoid the rain. The drops of water penetrated into her skirt and gradually drenched her whole body. However, she did not look unhappy or anxious, because a man was looking at her not far from the stage. The evil and gloomy eyes that others looked at fell on her, but they were extremely warm, so that the heavy rain could not drive away the heat in her heart.

She believes that Zhu Fei will definitely come to the appointment. Unless he is willing to bear the shame of not fighting. As the young master of the Ming Dynasty, for whatever reason, he must take this challenge.

"Here, here we go!"

The crowd suddenly began to be restless.