The coffin opened silently.

The wind was very strong and the snow was very heavy.

Therefore, it did not attract the attention of the experts in the left and right corridors.

At that moment, Li Chenan and others happened to step into the patio.

They attracted the attention of all experts.

In the minds of those experts, these few are the main dishes of today’s birthday banquet!

The masters stood up at this moment.

Iron Bowl Lei Peng has already stepped out of the corridor holding his iron bowl.

Chen Donglai, the general manager of the Shuzhou Pao Brother Association, also pulled out his knife and flew out of the corridor.

Ma Xinchun, the great elder of Lingnan White Lotus Sect, narrowed his pupils, raised his sword to the level of his eyebrows, and came through the wind and snow.

There are eighteen masters here.

Nine on each side.

Zuoqiu Buming on the left clenched the dog-beating stick in his hand with one arm, and he was staring at Li Chenan.

The happy god Cang Nantian on the right now had enough time to put down the tea cup and drew out the long sword on his back.

But at this moment of tension.

They suddenly changed their gaze.

Everyone looked at the coffin!

The experts who came out of the corridor also stood in the wind and snow in the courtyard.

The masters who had stood up in the corridor held their weapons and turned their heads to fixate on the coffin.

The eyes of Li Chenan and others also fell on the coffin in front——

The two swords in Xiaoqin's hand blocked Zhou Dashanren's sword.

Xiaoqin stood seven feet in front of the coffin!

He blocked Ren Zhou Dashan's sight!

That coffin is six feet five inches long!

Right there the coffin board was half open...

The coffin boards have not yet fallen to the ground.

Suddenly a gun was thrust out of the coffin!

A five-foot spear!

This shot does not have any huge momentum!

Its gun body or tip didn't even emit any light from its internal power.

It stabbed forward quietly.

The speed is not as fast as lightning, but it is extremely stable and firm.

It feels extremely gentle.

Like a lover’s outstretched hand!

This gentle shot was thrust out before the coffin board even touched the ground.

pierced the wind.

Pierced the snow!

Pierced Xiaoqin's body!

It pierced Zhou Dashan's abdomen!

It penetrated Zhou Dashan's body and the tip of the spear came out.

At this time, the coffin board fell to the snow, making a muffled sound of "poof!"

Mr. Zhou Dashan never expected that there would be a person and a gun hidden in that coffin!

No one expected that Xiaoqin came to assassinate Zhou Dashan not with the knife in his hand, but with the gun in the coffin!

The gun has stopped.

The barrel of the gun is green.

The spear tip on Zhou Dashan's back was shining with silver light.

Blue blood cleans silver gun!

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Zhou Dashan opened his eyes wide, lowered his head and looked at the gun in his abdomen.

Xiaoqin didn't look.

He seemed to have known for a long time that such a shot would come through his body.

He is laughing.

His mouth was bleeding, but he smiled happily.

Zhou Dashan raised his head and looked beyond Xiao Qin's shoulder, wanting to see the person behind Xiao Qin who killed him.

But he didn't see it.

The others saw it.

Of course Li Chenan and the others saw it too.

What I saw was the man's back.

That's not a person!

That's... half a person!

That man has no legs!

He has very long hair.

It should be a woman.

Because she has a silver hairpin on her head and a withered plum blossom!

Her long hair danced wildly in the messy wind and snow.

The plum blossom was blown up and flew far away. I don't know where it landed.

Xiaoqin's blood and Zhou Dashan's blood flowed out along the barrel of the gun.

She had let go of her hand holding the gun, and she had fallen on the snow, looking like she was sitting on the snow.

As a result, he looked very short, so Zhou Dashan could not see him.

That shot seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

She lowered her head.

No one saw her with tears streaming down her face.

"Xiaoqin...!"

"My son...!"

Yin Ruming's dead soul emerged, and she rushed over like crazy.

Her roar shocked Li Chenan and others.

Her roar also made Happy God Cang Nantian and others wake up from their fright.

Zhou Dashan and Xiaoqin formed a string.

While Zhou Dashan was still looking down at the unimaginable gun, Xiaoqin had quietly handed over the knife in his hand.

The knife penetrated Zhou Dashanren's left chest.

The knife penetrated Zhou Dashanren's right chest.

Zhou Dashan still held the lover's sword tightly in his hand, and he stabbed Xiaoqin's lower left abdomen with the sword.

Yin Ruming's exclamation came over.

Zhou Dashan suddenly vomited three mouthfuls of blood.

He stared at Xiaoqin who was very close at hand, and stretched out his other hand tremblingly, "You, you, are you not the young lady's son?"

Xiaoqin is laughing.

He was laughing so hard that he was still laughing:

"Of course I'm not, she is!"
To be continued...