"A money-spreading boy?"

Li Chenan, who happened to step into the backyard, naturally saw the silver flying in the sky and heard Chang Baishu's exclamation in the distance.

He was extremely curious.

Because the appearance of the fat landlady has nothing to do with the money-splitting boy.

Even if she has to be related, she should probably be the mother of a money-splitting boy.

But I have to say that using money to kill people, using so much money to kill people, the effect is really shocking.

Money can buy life, roughly this is the best explanation.

Li Chenan crossed the moon gate.

In the biting cold wind, in the sky full of silver flying, in the bloody storm, in the tragic roar, he looked up at the chaotic battlefield.

Standing on his left is Wen Xiaowan.

Standing on his right is Xiao Baozi!

Is this a hug on the left and on the right?

Li Chenan could only smile bitterly, and could only use this question to resolve the embarrassment at the moment.

Xiao Baozi's good deeds were ruined by Wen Xiaowan.

She was a good-tempered person, and she could even tolerate Li Chenan's fraternity, but she couldn't stand Wen Xiaowan's intrusion at that critical moment.

This is the second time that that white silk scarf has been laid out!

It's still white!

It was so white that Xiao Baozi was a little disgusted.

If Li Chenan hadn't stopped him, Wen Xiaowan would have died.

The rift between the two has not yet been bridged.

Because Li Chenan didn't have time to explain to Xiao Baozi.

The fighting outside became more and more fierce, and Li Chenan was worried that Xiaoqin was dead.

Xiao Baozi and Wen Xiaowan finally took the overall situation into consideration. They didn't really fight. They still followed Li Chenan.

"A boy who throws money around has as much money as his life. Fifteen years ago, he was a powerful thief."

Wen Xiaowan held the bloody silver flying in the air and said, "She was very young at that time, but her martial arts had already reached the lower level of the second realm."

"She likes to kill people with money."

"She always wears a mask when she kills people, so very few people in the world know her true face."

"But every time she kills a person, she leaves behind a varying amount of silver. It is said that the amount of silver corresponds to the quality of that life."

"She has an excellent relationship with the young lady of Qinjian Villa... When she went to Qinjian Villa to rob, she lost to the young lady. Not only did the young lady not kill her, she also gave her a tattoo of ten thousand taels of silver and even personally

Send her out of the gate of Qinjian Villa."

"Fifteen years ago, after Qinjian Villa was destroyed, there was no trace of the boy who scattered money in the world."

"Some people say she died outside the customs."

"Some people also say that she went to the Treasure Pavilion of the palace to steal treasures and was killed by the masters in the palace."

"No one expected that she would hide her name here for fifteen years... I think she came here to find out the real culprit behind the Qinjian Villa's massacre."

"Xiao Qin is the only surviving young master of Qinjian Villa. Now that Xiaoqin is in danger, she has to take action."

Li Chenan nodded slightly, thinking that this was roughly the so-called loyalty in the world.

Those who are loyal will go out of their way to protect their friends.

Those who are not loyal...will stab their friends.

Just when Li Chenan was flying with money all over the sky, a scarlet flag suddenly appeared in the dark sky!

This big flag has a long flagpole.

The flag danced in the strong wind.

Spread out, it actually covered the sky above the patio!

Just under the wave of that big flag!

All the money that Yin Ru Ming had thrown out was completely wiped out by this guy!

Yin Ru Ming fell on a roof.

She frowned, and her expression suddenly became extremely serious.

Her eyes followed the flagpole...

"The horse roars from the north and the wind blows from the west to Wei Changkong!"

far away,

Wei Changkong held the flagpole in his right hand and extended his left hand.

The flag on the flagpole was unfurled again.

Then, the silver fell down like snowflakes.

His left hand flew in the air, and for a moment, there was a pile of silver at his feet.

He looked at Yin Ruming and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I have been looking for you for fifteen years!"

"I thought you were really dead."

"Do you still remember that fifteen years ago, you stole the green blood-washed silver gun that I collected?"

Yin Ruming smiled contemptuously:

"You old damn thing!"

"You treacherous villain!"

"You sanctimonious hypocrite!"

Yin Ruming's face suddenly darkened, his smile disappeared, and his chubby face was filled with anger:

"It's a shame that the young master of Qinjian Villa treats you like a brother!"

"You actually cooperated inside and outside, colluded with those gangsters, and opened the door to Qinjian Villa!"

"You relied on the young village master's trust in you to sneak attack the young village master in the secret room and took away the Nine Heavens Huan Peiqin that was placed in the secret room!"

When Chang Baishu heard this, he immediately turned to Wei Changhe.

Wei Changhe was furious: "Yin is like life, you can't frame me!"

"Come and accept your fate...!"

He jumped up from the roof, waved the flag in his hand, and swept towards Yin Ruming.

Yin Ruming touched his pocket.

There were only two taels of silver left in his pocket.

I'm afraid I can't buy Wei Changhe's life.

…

…

The collapsed woodshed.

Xiaoqin was covered in blood.

There is the blood of his enemies and his own blood.

Of course, more of it is the blood of the enemy.

There were more than twenty corpses lying around him, but he still stood beside the coffin, not moving a step.

It seemed that the coffin was extremely important to him.

It was so important that he would rather take a stabbing than take a step back.

The two knives in his hands were pointed at the ground.

The blood on the knife was dripping down the tip.

There were more than ten masters in front of him.

He was still standing so awkwardly.

Even the look on his face didn't change at all.

He didn't even look at the enemies on the opposite side. His eyes were slightly lowered, and what he saw was the snow and blood on the ground.

The howling wind would make him blink.

In the blink of an eye, an enemy's knife may come...
To be continued...