He lowered his face in panic, and then he noticed that a small opening no more than a foot long was suddenly opened in his chest, and blood spurted out from that wound.
He raised his hands to cover his chest, his body swayed, his knees sank, and he knelt down in the direction of Zi Tong. Then, he plunged to the ground and died.
Until my death, I still didn’t understand what was going on.
Her knife obviously didn't hit his chest, so how could there be an extra wound on his chest? How could he know that Zi Tong didn't just have one knife.
The wound on Qingfeng Liuyun Blade was not fatal, but it was enough to confuse the enemy, and the small scalpel in her left hand was a sharp weapon for killing people.
Not far away, the soldier in front of Zitu had his neck bone broken by his punch and fell softly.
Withdrawing his fist, Zi Tu raised his hand and took out the snow-white leather cloak that Zi Tong took off and placed on the chair, walked over and gave it to her hand.
At this time, the little guy had already jumped out of the kitchen, and rubbed the grease on his paws on the guy who was knocked away by Zi Tong's punch. Then he jumped up and jumped on Zi Tong's shoulder.
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Zi Tong turned her head sideways and looked at it.
"Are you full?"
The little guy opened his mouth and let out a burp.
While they were fighting just now, it had already finished the roasted wild boar on the table. Just now, it went into the kitchen and ate up the other two roasted wild boars.
Zi Tong raised her voice, "Check out."
The shopkeeper hiding behind the counter trembled and revealed half of his head, "No... no need... no... no money..."
Now, he just hopes that these two sullen gods will leave quickly, so they don't dare to ask for money.
"We people in Lanyao City are not in the habit of freeloading!"
Zi Tong said something arrogantly, raised her hand, golden light flashed in her hand, and a large handful of gold coins were thrown at her, and they landed on the counter with a clanking sound.
When the shopkeeper and the waiter had the courage to raise their faces again, the girl and boy had disappeared, leaving only bloodstains and corpses all over the room. One look at the gold coins on the table, and the shopkeeper's voice became hoarse.
"Quick, go and notify the Blizzard Legion!"
Darling, this time, more than a dozen people died in one breath, and one of them was Chen Xian, the sworn brother of General Lin Buhuo of the Blizzard Legion. How could he deserve such a responsibility?
In the alley diagonally across from the tavern, the foodie lazily yawned in Zi Tong's arms.
"Mom, I remember, wasn't the city we came to called Zi Yao City? Why did you say it wrong just now?!"
Purple Eyes raised the corners of her lips evilly, "This is called frame-up!"
These people were obviously members of the military in their clothing. The general named Chen must have a small prestige in the military just by looking at his skills. If she killed them all like this, the other party would definitely not give up easily. She just said deliberately
Going out of Lan Yao City, if you can take the opportunity to cause a conflict between the Blizzard Legion and Lan Yao City, that would be the best, but at the worst, it could confuse the other party's hearing and hearing.
"Miss, where are we going now?" Zitu asked behind her.
"Of course, boundless snowfield!"
Zi Tong retracted her gaze, tapped her slender feet, and quickly flew towards the north.
Behind her, Zi Tu followed her like a shadow.
Not long after the two figures disappeared, hundreds of horsemen were already rushing in from a distance and stopped in front of the tavern.
The leader was forty years old, with a strong face. He had obviously arrived in a hurry. He was not wearing a hat. He was just casually wearing a fur cloak over his military robe. This person was none other than the Lord of Chiyao City.
Lin Buhuo, who also serves as the head coach of the Northern Blizzard Legion.