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Chapter 187: The first death, the end of shooting the vulture(2/2)

However, they were afraid of what they were doing. These swordsmen seemed to have taken a fancy to the dutiful daughter. Halfway through the wine, some of the swordsmen in the group walked towards the dutiful daughter with a smile, and their hands began to become erratic.

Ziqin sighed slightly, sighing for his 'enemy'.

"Restaurant, give your mother-in-law to me, I will help you poke the two brats out, hahahaha."

The swordsman picked up the struggling dutiful daughter and shouted arrogantly at Ziqin.

Ziqin sighed again, but this time it was because of these swordsmen. He didn't want to rush in, nor did he want to meddle in their own business, but these swordsmen were seeking their own death.

The long sword was unsheathed and slashed down sharply. A swordsman's face became dull, and then it split into two parts from the middle.

Ziqin took advantage of the situation and pulled out the steel sword from the swordsman's back. The Purple Gold Sword Technique originally required a thick golden sword, but his long sword was not suitable. Although the steel swords of these swordsmen were not very suitable, they were better than his.

Long knives are more suitable.

A steel sword was in his hand, and Ziqin's sword power suddenly became fierce. During the swing, Ziqin suddenly thought of the iron sword technique in the main world, and his sword power changed again.

The already extremely powerful Zijin Sword Technique suddenly became even more powerful, with every strike carrying the power of cutting gold and jade, even the steel swords of those swordsmen were cut into two pieces.

During the battle, the filial daughter's body staggered around Ziqin and was pushed around. In the collision between knives and knives, the woman almost went crazy and kept screaming. Unfortunately, neither Ziqin nor the swordsmen were able to fight.

Who cares about her?

Finally, when Ziqin killed the last swordsman, the woman was also stabbed by the swordsman before she died, and fell hard at Ziqin's feet.

A filial daughter is not ugly, but also very beautiful. If he were to help such a beautiful woman when she fell, Ziqin didn't pay any attention to it, and just raised his chest to enjoy the peace after the killing.

This should have been the case after the battle, but Zhong Ziqin, who was panting violently, suddenly felt numb in his legs and feet...

This was definitely not a normal numbness. Ziqin lowered his head and happened to see his filial daughter rolling over and rolling out.

The little snake is looming in the hand of the dutiful daughter.

Ziqin looked at his filial daughter who turned to the side and twisted her body to do a lunge and turned back to look at him, but he saw a cunning and contemptuous smile on the woman's face.

This is by no means an ordinary daughter entering the family.

Ziqin suddenly remembered that he had never killed any children, but the mission he and his fellow swordsmen from the Taiwei Mansion received was to hunt down and kill the peerless moment who poisoned the current prince.

There is no such thing as a filial daughter in this world, only a peerless assassin, an unparalleled assassin who used poison to kill someone young.

The numbness in his legs gradually climbed up to his upper body. Ziqin glanced at his filial daughter and suddenly staggered back towards the tavern. His speed was very slow; his legs were almost dragging him forward.

The filial daughter carefully stood and watched from a distance. She didn't give anyone a chance to counterattack. She completely trusted her poison skills.

Walking into the tavern, Ziqin came to Ouyang Feng's bedroom. On the table was still the wine that Ouyang Feng had drunk. The pot of wine that could make people forget. Ziqin felt that it was very important to him.

of wine.

Death?

A smile suddenly appeared on Ziqin's lips. He reached for the pot of wine and wanted to take a few sips before he died. However, before he could pour the wine, darkness had already overwhelmed him.

In his last consciousness, he seemed to hear the system's prompts, and then the boundless darkness pressed heavily and destroyed his mind.

Ziqin suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the dormitory in the main world. He stood up, and his legs and feet seemed to feel slightly stiff. This was something he had never experienced before in the world of famous people.

He remembered that he seemed to have died of poison.

Suddenly there was a realization in his heart that he could not take his guard down at any time. Dongxiexidu was originally a non-dangerous world, and there was almost no exaggerated martial arts in that world.

But his first death was in that world.

Not knowing what the consequences of death would be, Ziqin moved slightly and immediately sat down cross-legged again. He knew very well that the foundation of his ability to be arbitrary in the main world was. If a huge change occurred in the famous world, not only him, but Zhuge's family might also die.

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Entering his mind, two pieces of information appeared there, and Ziqin opened them one by one.

His face suddenly became strange.

Of these two messages, one said that he had brought something back, the drunken dream of life and death in the world of evil and poison, and the pot of wine in his hand when he died, and the other was a punishment for his death.

Neither of these two things was actually surprising. However, the only thing that surprised Ziqin was the description of the pot of wine and the content of the death penalty.
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