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Qin Heng left as soon as he said that, very chic.

At this time, there was no one to stop him, only a mallet.In other words, we can't call him Bangchui, but should call him "Shit Stirring Stick."

This well-known shit-stirring stick's surname is Gong Mingjiu, and he doesn't bother to hide his bad relationship with his father. Just by looking at his name, it can be seen. After all, which son would abandon the name given by his parents and choose his own instead.

With this attitude, Gong Jiu would obediently follow behind his father to attend such a banquet in Baiyun City, which surprised people who knew him.

But if you want Gong Jiu to say, he is just too boring. He has almost learned the skills of that old man Wu Ming, and it is not challenging. A substitute, meaningless.Although he disdained others to know his life experience, he didn't have to hide anything. He heard that there was a story in Baiyun City, so he came with his father. Isn't that the right way to come?

Look at what a wonderful show he saw.

Yin and Yang eyes, being able to see ghosts, this is not within the scope of his understanding, but it is in his unknown field that makes his blood boil even more.

The whole plot is so boring, the messenger is stupid, the person behind him is also stupid, poisonous and stupid, the plot is as simple as a play, the only thing that makes Gong Jiu a little bit interesting is this guy called Qin Heng's people have never heard of onmyoji or anything. He can imagine that such a strange person, becoming famous in the Jianghu, will bring huge and earth-shaking changes to the entire Jianghu.

Thinking of this, Gong Jiu became excited, his eyes slowly filled with blood, and he looked directly at Qin Heng's back. At that moment, no one was guarding against him coming out suddenly, and his fingertips didn't know what to do. At that moment, a small knife appeared, it was an ordinary knife, but Gong Jiu threw it out like a peerless soldier, and the knife was thrown out quickly, and it hit Qin Heng's back straight.

Just as the crowd exclaimed, Qin Heng swiftly dodged as if he knew someone was attacking him.

Qin Heng turned around, and saw Gong Jiu laughing wildly, holding four small knives between his slender fingertips, smiling evilly at him.

King Taiping's eyes widened, and he yelled at Gong Jiu, "You bastard, what are you doing!"

Gong Jiu compared Bi to his knife indifferently, and threatened King Taiping, as if to say: If you don't shut up, I'll cook together.

King Taiping's face was blue, but he knew that his son had been tense since his mother died. He said that he would kill anyone, even his father would not show mercy.

So in order not to cause tragedy in other people's homes, King Taiping had no choice but to shut up aggrievedly.

When Qin Heng saw that it was Gong Jiu who was causing the trouble, he actually had a feeling in his heart that "it really came". For such a person, he knew that Gong Jiu was just curious about his yin and yang abilities.

For such a situation, it is enough to subdue him.

Qin Heng sneered, and nodded apologetically to King Taiping—after all, if you want to beat someone's son, you have to report it to the other's elders.

Under the complicated and unspeakable gaze of King Taiping, Gong Jiu excitedly threw out his small knife, an ordinary knife, and threw out extremely sharp postures one after another. There was a layer of bright light on the blade, which was clearly strong. The inner force is released outward, resulting in a small knife mixed with Gong Jiu's skill, if it is scratched, it will be disabled even if it does not die.

Almost at the same moment, Qin Heng summoned Xue Nu. For a person with vigorous vitality like Gong Jiu, there was no need to show mercy, and it just happened to deter everyone present. With this idea, Qin Heng did not spare any energy from the beginning.

As soon as the Snow Maiden came out, the temperature in the entire hall suddenly dropped, and the surrounding air became extremely cold. The sun was still shining outside, but inside Baiyun City, it was directly transitioned into winter.

Just when everyone was trembling in surprise, they saw fine snowflakes floating in the air suddenly, Gong Jiu's eyes became brighter, he didn't even hide, he directly went up to him, when everyone was stunned, Those fine, seemingly gentle, harmless snowflakes suddenly turned into an overwhelming blizzard. This blizzard was only completed in the City Lord's Mansion, but the lethality was not reduced at all. The tables, tables, chairs and chairs in the room were crumbling.

Even Lu Xiaofeng, who wanted to help at the beginning, stared wide-eyed. Chu Liuxiang, who stopped him, had already squatted in a corner with foresight. Ye Gucheng, with a cold face, also helped the old city lord come to shelter from the wind. Seeing this, the others followed their example and hid them all in a secret place, lest Qin Heng would affect the innocent.

As for Qin Heng, who was in the center of the hall, with a wave, hundreds of icy ridges suddenly appeared in the already bitter wind and snow, leaning towards Gongjiu with a mighty force.

Gong Jiu's pupils shrank slightly, shocked by the unreasonable snowstorm and Qin Heng's seemingly effortless state.However, the development of the tense did not allow him to be distracted. Before those icicles hit him, Gong Jiu dodged to dodge, but just like the end of Master Wuhen, facing the overwhelming attack defenselessly, it was absolutely impossible Unscathed, soon, a layer of frost formed between Gong Jiu's eyebrows, and his moving speed slowed down.

In fact, this blizzard was only aimed at indoors and wanted to avoid it completely, as long as he left the room, but it was Gong Jiu who provoked him first, telling him to run first, it was like throwing his face to the ground and stepping on it.

With her last stubbornness, Gong Jiu avoided the blizzard that was about to end.

His knife didn't play its original role at all, and he was completely embarrassed at the moment, but looking at Gong Jiu's appearance, he was not at all decadent, but laughed loudly, "Yes, it really is."

Qin Heng's face turned cold, thinking that Gong Jiu was really doing a good job of spreading hatred.

Instead of doing it endlessly, in the gap after the blizzard raged, he simply and neatly summoned the big tengu.

The big tengu holding the fan has deep eyebrows and cold eyes, which blend strangely with the current temperature.Because Qin Heng didn't want to kill Gongjiu directly, the big tengu just used a wind attack, gathering the wind to form a rotating wind blade to attack Gongjiu. The latter only saw the process of the wind blade forming, but wanted to avoid it. It's not that easy.

After being hit by a ssr-level big tengu, it was difficult for Gong Jiu not to kneel, so everyone saw that after the blizzard, Gong Jiu was hit by a sudden gust of wind. When she was sober, Gong Jiu had already started to roll her eyes when she took two strokes, and after the second stroke, Gong Jiu simply passed out.

This farce was not over until the troublemaker Jinggong Jiu fainted.

However, this time, no one dared to raise any objections. Qin Heng's strange tricks and unimaginable skills also brought unimaginable impact to these people.In the sight of Qin Heng coming across, each of them shrunk their necks, wishing to be a quail, and dared not say a word. He groaned and said, "Qin Shaoxia is really capable, but he is blind. Please have a lot, my lord, please have a lot."

When his voice fell, the people around seemed to have been turned on by some switch, and they all reacted to compliment Qin Heng, the words were nasty, the attitude was humble, and the scene was so embarrassing, which was unheard of.

Qin Heng had seen through the faces of these people a long time ago, and didn't bother to say anything more. The housekeeper of the city lord's mansion was very discerning and saw off the guests on the grounds that the mansion was too messy. The old city lord asked his servants to clean up the mess, "Nephew, just let these people go out like this?" The implication is that they can "help".

Although Qin Heng was surprised by the old city lord's frankness, he didn't want to do anything more in this regard. He sneered and said, "I wouldn't dare to say it even if I gave them the courage."

The servants busily tidied up the broken tables and chairs, wiped away the blood stains and wet marks from melting ice and snow, and quickly removed the messenger's body, but no one dared to touch Gong Jiu who was unconscious on the ground.

King Taiping stepped forward very calmly, felt his son's breath, and knowing that he was still breathing, he was very relieved to let it go.

The old city lord couldn't bear it, and asked his son Ye Gucheng to take care of him. Ye Gucheng was very unhappy, but because the friendship between Baiyun City and Taiping Palace would continue in the future, he could only listen to his father's words with a cold face, and sent the palace Jiu was dragged to the next room like a dead dog.

Qin Heng, who made a big announcement, exchanged information about "Fu Zongshu" with the old city lord and King Taiping. He learned that the old city lord had an old grudge with this person before. It was nothing more than Fu Zongshu's ambition and wanted to contact the old The city lord brought the power of Baiyun City to assist him, but the old city lord wanted to guard Baiyun City and refused him. This time, it was Fu Zongshu's personal revenge. After understanding what happened, Qin Heng's mission was successfully completed.

So he offered to say goodbye.

"It's been too long since I came out, and I don't know how my parents are. Please forgive me, the city lord."

The old city lord had a look of pity, but he still understood him, "I don't know when my nephew will come back after leaving. Don't call me the city lord, call me uncle."

Qin Heng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled a little shyly, and said kindly, "Uncle."

On the other side, Ye Gucheng, who just wanted to call the maidservant to wipe the blood on Gong Jiu's face, was about to turn around when the person on the bed grabbed the hem of his clothes. Gong Jiu grasped his wrist, Ye Gucheng's brows tightened even more, just as he was about to do something, he saw the man who should have been unconscious suddenly opened his eyes, the single one was full of strength, and a kind of expression gradually emerged on his face. The expression that seemed to be in pain but not in pain, just as Ye Gucheng felt weird——

Gong Jiu's face was flushed, and he said impatiently, "Quick, hit me! Please hit me!" As he said, he pulled Ye Gucheng's hand towards his wound.