Chapter 5 : Lord hou

Other people saw this knife, except Qin Yuechi, all eyes flashed.

This swashbuckling wind is awe-inspiring, and it is indeed a bit of a skill that makes people feel cold.

However, Madam Zhao was still not satisfied. She felt that the position of the guard's shot was too conservative. It should not only be aimed at Qin Chen's arm, but his head.

Even so, everyone seemed to see the picture of Qin Chen's blood, begging for mercy.

but--

Ding Ding Ding!

The expected scene did not happen. The sword in Qin Chen's hands suddenly burst into three cold mansions, and then Jin Tiejiao's voice sounded.

The guard hadn't had time to understand what was happening, but felt that there was a flower in front of him, a numbness in his palm, and the knife handle in his hands continued to shake, the sword was almost unable to hold it, and almost came out.

He even urged his vitality, and then held the sword in his hand.

Then he was just preparing to fight back.

The next moment, a cold-stained long sword had reached his throat.

The icy touch, like a sickle of death, controlled his life, making him cold, scalp numb, like a nightmare, his body stiff.

In an instant.

Everyone around them widened their eyes and could hardly believe their eyes.

If the previous guard was defeated by Qin Chen because of his care, then this guard has already shot with all his strength, but the result is still surprising.

Even the guard really couldn't figure it out. How could Qin Chen, who was only in the early stages of humanity, stop his poisonous dragon from sending out letters? The one who holds up the cultivation of others and has the upper hand?

"This little beast, actually ..." Madam Zhao stared at the cold, startled, and blurted out: "Qin Chen, you are so brave, you haven't put your sword down."

She opened her eyes with anger and prestige. At this time, there was still the prestige of the mother of the Qin family.

"Let it go?" Qin Chen grinned.

Seeing a chilling light in his eyes, the sword in his hand was pressed sharply, and then pulled.

"Master Dust, don't ..."

When the guard saw that his heart was cold, he hurried to ask for mercy, but it was too late.

puff!

A stream of blood was like a fountain, splattering from his neck, and splashed far away.

The corpse fell weakly to the ground.

"Want to kill me, and also want me to spare him ?!"

Qin Chen always had a smile on his face, and in the eyes of people, he made everyone cold, like a demon.

For a time, the entire Qin Mansion was silent.

"And you!" Qin Chen turned to look at Zhao Qirui, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a wolf staring at the prey, coldly: "If you dare to hit my mother's idea again, be careful I can't help but kill about you."

Zhao Qirui's face suddenly showed anger, just about to get angry, but after seeing Qin Chen's eyes, a chill rose from the soles of his feet inexplicably, his face turned pale, and he was speechless for a moment.

He looked at Mrs. Zhao, and coldly hummed, "Mrs. Zhao, is this what you said?"

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly explained, "Master Qi, there is a misunderstanding in this, you wait for me to explain it to you."

Immediately after, she stared at Qin Chen, shaking with anger, her head trembling and trembling, pointing at Qin Chen: "Okay, good, little beast, you have the courage, even Prince Qi Dare to threaten ... "

She looked fiercely like a viper, and turned sharply to look behind her.

Many people heard the movement outside, and came to see the lively servants and their servants scared their necks, and took a few steps quietly.

In the end, she set her gaze on an old man who always followed her, and resentfully said, "Qin Yong, what are you still doing? Don't give me this little beast!"

"Yes, ma'am."

The old man named Qin Yong responded and walked out of the crowd.

This man was wearing a blue robe, his hands were shrunk behind his wide sleeves, his eyes were cold, but with a trace of cold air, he had been watching the situation in the room coldly, and his expression remained unchanged.

At this point after he stepped out, everyone's eyes fell on him.

All pupils have shrunk, including Qin Chen.

From this man, he felt an extremely dangerous breath.

"Master at the prefecture level." Qin Chen said in his heart, his eyes lighter than ever.

"Master Dust, you're too much. The old slave doesn't want to do anything with you. Master Dust still catch it, obediently obey his wife's hair." Qin Yong said lightly, two eyes without emotion, staring at Qin Chen coldly.

Qin Chen's face remained unchanged, and he smiled coldly: "If you want me to grab it, it will depend on your ability."

Prefecture level masters, if you fight desperately, it is not without resistance.

Qin Yong frowned, and said, "Since this is the case, then the old slave has beaten."

The voice dropped, Qin Yong's body suddenly became like a goshawk, and he flew out instantly. A terrible wind swept across the room. Qin Yong's hands became claws, and he caught Qin Chen in an instant.

This blow was more than several times stronger than the previous two guards. The strong breath suppressed Qin Chen's breathing difficulties, and his bones creaked.

"Qin Yong, you dare to try it."

Qin Yuechi, who was always concerned about his son's condition, rushed out and stopped in front of Qin Chen.

Qin Chen, with a dazzling figure, blocked Qin Yuechi behind his sword.

His eyes were cold and cold, and only when Qin Yong's claws fell, he would violently move. Although the warrior at the ground level was strong, he thought he could kill him when he hit himself.

Seeing that Qin Yong's claws were only a few feet away from him.

Just then, a loud voice suddenly came from outside the house, causing the eardrums to ache, "Stop it for me."

A middle-aged man wearing brocade robes, purple cloud boots and three-finger Phnom Penh belt walked into the house.

Qin Yong's claw, a foot above Qin Chen's head, stopped abruptly, and then hurried to the side, bending down respectfully.

"Houye!"

Everyone in the room bowed and saluted, respectfully speaking.

The visitor was Qin Chen's puppet, and An Ping was waiting for Qin Yuanhong.

Mrs. Zhao hurried to Qin Yuanhong and was furious and said: "Master Hou, you are here just right. This little beast today is a godsend. Not only did he kill two guards, but he dared to threaten Lord Qi. Law, some people may be going to heaven. "

"Enough." Qin Yuanhong gave a cold drink, his face gloomy, and said, "Are you still not enough?"

"What?" Mrs. Zhao froze, two small eyeballs staring round, staring at Qin Yuanhong: "Houye, it's not me who is going to make trouble, it's this little beast ..."

Qin Yuanhong sighed angrily and said, "Shut up, little beast, little beast, is this your appearance as the mother of the Qin family? He is your nephew, if he is a small animal, what is our Qin family?"

Mrs. Zhao's face turned red, she was trembling with anger, and she wanted to refute, but she could see Qin Yuanhong's somber and watery face, and she suddenly stumbled back again.

The rest of the people saw the owner angry, and they all knelt down on the ground, looking pale and trembling.

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