Since entering the gate of Gao Mansion.
Qin Yin's eyes were gone without the so-called pity and sympathy.
Walking in silently from the middle door of the mansion.
Follow a straight line and lead to the deepest part.
Those who see it will be beheaded.
A drunken man is soaked in the blade.
"If you let you go..."
"Who will let those villagers go?"
Qin Yin looked at the other party's begging eyes and pulled out the long sword.
Silently talking to oneself.
"I am not a gentleman, a knight, or a hero."
"I only know..."
Three swords beheaded seventeen, Qin Yin looked at the servant who was coming after hearing the news and dragged his sword forward.
Every time he takes a step forward, the other party takes three steps back.
"One person's life will be paid for. One person's life will be paid for by one."
The young man raised his knife and stepped down.
The wind is strong and the rain is harsh.
No one can describe the domineering and fierceness of that knife.
Wherever the cold front passes.
No matter whether it is gold or iron, it is all powdered.
A female relative in the distance covered her mouth and looked at Qin Yin who was slowly straightening from behind the servants.
The twelve people in front of her were broken by the waist.
"ah!!"
The female family turned around and ran away, but the shrill scream was suppressed back as soon as it sounded.
The cold blade emerged from the back.
This female family member, who was not sure whether she was a regular or a side house, fell to the ground in dejection, with her eyes dim and colorless.
He stepped over her body, pulled it out with his backhand, and entered the inner house.
Qin Yin did all this without even skipping his eyelids.
His way is his sword.
Isn’t it just killing?
Just kill.
In the Gaofu Courtyard, the crying sounds became less and less.
People who want to escape find out...
At some point, all the exits of this huge house were locked from the outside.
What a beautiful mansion, when the crowd was frightened and wanted to escape, it became a Shura field for life.
Gao Tianshang, who was lying on a concubine, was hiding under the bed with a pale face and shivering with the concubine.
Until...
The crying outside the window was silent.
Gao Tianshang and his beloved concubine both covered their mouths tightly, not daring to make any sound.
It was just that the body trembled due to fear, but it could not be suppressed no matter what.
The door creaked and pushed open.
The strong wind mixed with raindrops instantly caught the room where the spring night tent was originally warm.
Gao Tianshang, wearing a single dress, and his beloved concubine next to him shuddered at the same time.
The butter candle in the house was blown to the point of being light and dark.
From under the bed, the two of them clearly saw a pair of muddy straw sandals standing across the threshold.
Suddenly, the fire in the room pounded.
After the sound of copper and iron friction sounded, a figure spread on the ground.
That was the sound of the candlestick being pulled out!
The man held a candlestick in one hand and a knife in the other, and walked slowly and quickly.
In a panic, the concubine almost let out a scream. Fortunately, her fingers were tightly covered, and only a light cry from the thin and weak mosquitoes and flies.
Gao Tianshang trembled for a moment, his blood was gone, and he looked at the woman beside him with fire, wishing he could get up and strangle the other person to death now.
A gentle sigh rang out.
"There is no need to hide. Apart from you two, all the 130 people in this house... were killed by me."
"The number of poultry, dogs and horses is also killed."
The feet stood firmly in front of the bed.
Qin Yin looked at the bed covered with scattered silk, with the cold face besides rain and blood, like a sculpture.
"you say……"
Qin Yin lifted Zui Jinchao backwards in front of him, staring at the fiery red blade indifferently.
On the smooth knife surface, I reflected myself.
"Isn't it good to be alive?"
The voice sounded and the blade penetrated down fiercely!
The tip of the knife penetrated the thick wooden bed, penetrated the trembling body, and penetrated into the bluestone ground.
Gao Tianshang was in horror and saw the concubine, and she was nailed to the ground without even making a sound.
At this moment, what is the first cyclone level, what is the three hundred spiritual veins...
All what I learned in the past turned into blank space under this extreme cruelty.
All that is left is fear and the instinct of escape.
A big hand shattered the broken bed board and buckled it on Gao Tianshang's neck like iron claws.
He raised this pale young master like a chicken.
With just this action, the sharp wooden thorns slashed Gao Tianchang's blood all over his face.
His body turned into a shrimp due to severe pain.
The shrill howling sounds were particularly clear in this bloody inner house.
However, when it was heard outside the window that it was only a foot long, it was knocked heavily into the soil by heavy rain.
Crack, Crack.
The hand was like iron pliers, pinching Gao Tianshang's remaining words and the neck joints together.
When Gao Tianshang felt that she was about to suffocate, she felt that her body was thrown heavily onto the bed.
His breathing was almost coughing out blood.
It was not until a few seconds later that he realized that the murderer was still standing in front of the bed.
And he was holding a candlestick...
Look at yourself quietly!
His scalp was numb, and Gao Tianshang looked up and wanted to beg.
However, when the face reddened by candlelight emerged in his vision.
His body trembled violently!
The look in his eyes was mixed with fear, shock, and disbelief at this moment until it finally turned into the deepest despair.
"Qin...yin."
The sound that squeezed out from Gao Tianshang's throat was no longer human.
"You must not be reborn after death!!"
Qin Yin looked at the other party indifferently.
"Are you finished?"
Gao Tianshang was stunned, and then looked at the candlestick raised high in Qin Yin's hand in horror.
A foot-long copper cone smashed down under Qin Yin's iron arm.
puff!
The copper cone enters from the mouth and comes out from the back of the head.
All the fear and reluctance of Gao Tianshang were nailed to the bed where the dragon and phoenix were embroidered.
The huge butter candle shook for a moment, but it did not go out, but instead burned even more.
"Then I will pull the flags and gather 100,000 Yin soldiers to kill Yan Luo."
let go.
Qin Yin pulled out of the bed and returned to the sheath.
Walking on the road when you came, you will walk out of this huge mansion without any haste.
In front of the door, incense burner.
Half of the incense is still inch long.
Put on the hat again.
Still not wearing a straw raincoat, Qin Yin strode into the rain.
On the night of October 2, Tiantongdi, it rained heavily.
The Gao family mansion in the suburbs of Yuliang City, 132 people from all over the mansion were slaughtered.
...
No one knew about the Xingluo River that night.
A young man built an empty tomb.
In front of the grave, there was a brand new iron slingshot.
...
The next morning, the sudden rain stopped.
When a pedestrian walked through the door of this dead mansion in mud and water.
A scream.
Finally, the entire fish beam was detonated.
There was a rumor from the servant that Gao Wenlu broke the ornaments of the entire study in the prefect's mansion.
There are also rumors that Shi Xingcuo, who had just returned from the spiritual pond in Chengwei's mansion, stabbed the rockery in the mansion with one shot!
Half a day later, this major massacre case involving the Gao family 132 people shocked Nanjun!
The Tianwu embroidered clothes envoy and the iron-handed bronze verdict who was good at tracking were all running towards the fish beam.
...
...
The river wind is blowing.
The prosperous and fertile Yuliang, the Nanjun, which is under the jurisdiction of seventeen cities, disappeared behind the head as the ships drifted away.
No one knew that the initiator of all this was sitting quietly on the ferry boat.
The cardinal hugged honestly on Qin Yin's shoulders, not daring to say a word.
Qin Yin's eyes were calm and distant, playing with the Langya dagger in his hand, and the cold blades were flying flexibly on his fingertips.
There are two left on his winning list.
Gao Wenlu.
Shi Xingcang.
"Your virtuous brother comes to Dongli, don't make trouble. Dongli is martial and has many corporations. You must be low-key when you go on this trip."
A quiet and concerned whisper came from a short distance.
Chapter completed!