"You fanatics can know who we are and dare to be so arrogant!" Behind Cao Yuan, Qi Hong, the right assistant minister of the three ministers’ official department, could not bear to be angry.

Li Yunqing sneered at "Isn’t it just a sesame official" in a low voice like a cold winter spring immersed in the cochlea.
Qi Hong was furious. "Little thief, I let you in, but you can’t get out of this door …"
Words haven’t fall to detain JiHong felt a sword against his ribs tip slightly a 53 Chapter 53 I am the landlord on the moon (4)
Then suddenly shot a ray of sharp shock wave in an instant into his heart.
An unbearable pain made him scream.
His hands tightly covered his left chest and he kept rolling, feeling that a wisp of firm but gentle was like a living thing, and his heart was running around.
The pain made him twitch all over.
For a moment, a mouthful of blood rushed out like a source and stained the floor.
"Dead man … Jihong is dead …" I don’t know who shouted a commotion and chaos in the whole building.
Opposite Cao Yuan, I can’t believe it. I took a few steps backwards. Is Qi Hong dead?
How dare these two men really kill the court etiquette?
It’s just that Jianghu young players are seeking money. I didn’t expect such arrogance that even the right assistant minister of the official department dared to kill him.
"Bastard … bastard … what do you want to do?" Cao Yuan couldn’t help trembling, pointing away from Yun Qing.
From yun-ching squint smile cocky way "just want to ask you adults to do a little favor early, if you are willing to help, you will not bother adults in the future if you don’t help …"
The line of sight turned down behind him.
Bailiyi got the message and flashed to Jihong again.
See people lying on the ground staring at his mouth with their eyes open and unable to speak.
The sword light flashed and the right assistant minister of the official department cut his throat.
The cup-holder smiled slightly from Yun Qing. "Surely you adults already know about the event?"
Just now, when Bai Liyi killed Qi Hong, he didn’t hesitate to kill him with a knife.
This can’t help but make Li Yunqing feel a little palpitation. What if Bai Liyi does the same to herself in the future?
But it’s also that they live in mutual interest.
Who is the winner is still unknown?
"You … you evil … gangsters can get away with this?" Cao Yuan couldn’t say more about the complete sentence in a cold sweat.
I didn’t expect that they really killed Qi Hong. Who are these people?
"What about that? All over the world, except the emperor, who can stand us? "
Be overbearing and extremely arrogant
Cao Yuan’s face was frightened. "You … who are you?"
From YunQing Yang lips coldly spit out four words "a smile"
At last, Bai Liyi suddenly added "I am his hand"
Instant field to draw a mouthful of air conditioning Cao Yuan is coloured deeply.
"Step on the floor? It won’t be that shadowy sect, will it? " I don’t know who muttered a sentence
"Do the people on the moon floor want to shoot at the court?"
"Wow! This is really a big deal. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant! "
Treading on the Moon Building? What is this?
However, judging from the fact that people who were fearless just now were frightened out of their wits when they heard the word "stepping on the moon", the so-called reputation of stepping on the moon can’t be underestimated.
Then Bai Liyi named her the landlord to make her famous overnight?
From YunQing eyebrows mercilessly stared at the people behind him.
Bai Liyi ate her a dirty look, but her face was still smiling.
"Let me stop your sharpness, and don’t be so sharp." Curse the spread from Yun Qing’s eyes and turn to look behind him. Chapter 54 I am the landlord who stepped on the moon (5)
Thyme slightly bowed their heads and close to her ear "you are my princess to benefit? It’s so convenient to do things. If it’s not strong enough, you can’t do anything. "
I don’t know why, when he saw that he was away from Yun Qing, he thought of being crossed by the bright sun, and butterflies fluttered over with their wings.
When he was young, he thought it would be great if he could fly freely like a butterfly.
It’s very uncomfortable to always have to bear heavy loads and stumble along the long road of life.
Later, the weight he carried fell apart.
It’s like trudging on the back of a lingering companion in the last battlefield, only to find that your back is nothing more than a cold skeleton.
Can you really be like a butterfly without having to bear the weight?