When the young man with round face saw this scene, he looked in disbelief: "How is it possible? Nan Ke Yimeng is invalid?!"

The coughing man smiled bitterly and said, "The Seven Lords betrayed us... She didn't put any medicine in the candle."

The shock of the round-faced young man suddenly turned into anger. Just as he was about to speak, he said lightly: "She let go."

The man walked to Feng Xiaoya gracefully, and it was Gong Xiaohui.

"Before the banquet, I checked the candles for food and fire again, and found that the candles had been replaced, so I changed them back." Gong Xiaohui said this and looked at Feng Xiaoya and said, "I am different from my husband. My husband trusts Qiu Jiang, but I don't trust her. So, for the family dinner tonight, I deliberately invited Ji Meng and the other elders to come over to prevent this scene."

When the two old servants smiled when they heard this, one of them said, "No, I came for Prime Minister Feng's meal."

The young man with a round face suddenly shouted angrily: "Qi'er! Come out! Where are you? You called us to die, but you ran away?!"

"It's so noisy." Accompanied by this sentence, Qiu Jiang pulled up the curtain in the inner room and appeared in the light and shadow.

Feng Xiaoya stared at her, her expression extremely complicated.

The young man with a round face cursed: "You told Aren that you have arranged everything and just ask us to come and help you entangle Feng Xiaoya, but the result is..."

Qiu Jiang threw out something, and the thing rolled around for several times, stopped at the young man's feet, and splashed his blood.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a human head!

He has a round and fat face, and he is smiling. He looks extremely amiable, but because he has only one head, he looks even more terrifying.

Gong Xiaohui was the first to scream: "Father!!!"

She rushed over and picked up her head. A warm feeling spread from her fingers, making her feel as if she was shocked.

Everyone was stunned by this scene - including the disciples of Ruyi Sect.

Previously, Qiu Jiang found Hu Zhiren and asked him to bring news to Mrs. Ruyi: "I plan to kill Feng Letian on New Year's Eve, but I need help. At least I will send three more people here, the faster the better."

So Mrs. Ruyi sent Er'er, Wu'er and Liu'er over. Among them, Er'er was responsible for leading the team, Wu'er was responsible for supervising, and Liu'er brought Yan to see a doctor. But when she set off, there was another boy named Daodao. The lady didn't give her reason, and the three of them didn't ask much.

Four people walked with him, Liu'er was the oldest and could hold on to the situation. Over time, he became the leader. He rushed all the way and finally arrived in Yujing on New Year's Eve. After a short rest, he sneaked into the grass and wood residence.

As expected, the servants and maids were dispersed, and no one was guarding them.

The four of them lie outside the flower hall, waiting for the secret code.

Qiu Jiang’s plan for Hu Zhiren was: “New Year’s Eve is the best day, because everyone has to go home for the New Year. Even if they don’t go home, their minds are still at home and the guards will not be too strict. As a concubine, the New Year’s Eve dinner is the only time to live with my father-in-law and father-in-law. I will put Nan Ke’s dream in the candle in advance to make everyone faint. You can act according to the opportunity.”

After a quarter of an hour, the lights in the hall were indeed gone. The four of them determined the direction and rushed in. Although Feng Xiaoya was not affected by the drugs, she was still captured.

But unexpectedly, Gong Xiaohui noticed the strangeness of the candle in advance and brought two first-class experts, causing the situation to reverse.

However, at this moment, Qiu Jiang appeared again and threw Feng Letian's head out - the situation reversed again!

The young man with a round face looked at Feng Xiaoya. Feng Xiaoya's eyes were covered with bloodshot and she was motionless.

Qiu Jiang was smiling, and her relaxed and happy facial features looked quite strange in the dim light and shadow.

"The mission is completed." As she said that, she stretched out three fingers and counted slowly, "Three, two..."

Gong Xiaohui realized some danger and hurriedly said, "Run!"

But Qiu Jiang had already counted "one". With the ending sound of this word, Gong Xiaohui and Jiao Buqi fell down at the same time. The two old servants struggled for a few times, but in the end they still couldn't escape the sudden dizziness and fell to the ground.

Qiu Jiang pointed to Feng Letian's head and said, "Nan Ke Yimeng is here."

As a result, only Feng Xiaoya and Ruyi disciples who took the medicine in advance were left in the hall.

The young man with a round face lay on the ground and complained: "Seven Lords, can you get early next time? It seems that I'm so injured..." Daodao walked up to help him get the bones.

The coughing man picked up the head and carefully identified it. After confirming that it was Feng Letian, he shook out a handkerchief and wrapped it carefully.

Qiu Jiang walked to Feng Xiaoya, looked at him who was motionless and silent, and smiled and said, "Is there nothing I want to ask me?"

Feng Xiaoya didn't speak, but her originally straight body was shaking, as if it would be broken at any time.

Qiu Jiang stretched out his hand to stroke his face and said with a smile: "You ask, if you don't ask, I don't feel fulfilled..."

The young man with a round face chuckled: "He must now want to peel your skin, drink your blood, eat your flesh, gnaw your bones!"

"He is reluctant to let it go." Qiu Jiang Yanran's movements became more and more gentle, "Right, husband?"

Feng Xiaoya's lips trembled, and she finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "My father... did you really kill me?"

"I said he committed suicide, would you feel better?"

Tears rose in Feng Xiaoya's eyes.

Qiu Jiang approached his ears and said like a lover muttering: "I added Nan Ke Yimeng to the wine he cooked, then put out the candles, and took the opportunity to grab him into the inner hall. Just when you are fighting, I use this..." As he said that, he pressed a bead on the Buddhist bead bracelet and pulled out a very thin silk thread from it, "Wrap it around his neck, and gently pulled it like a flower rope, and his head fell off..."

Feng Xiaoya's tears finally couldn't bear the weight and slid out of her eyes.

The young man with a round face laughed: "This person is known as the most beautiful man in Dayan. He looks better than a woman when he cries! Ouch! Be gentle with Dao Dao!"

Daodao helped him get the bones, twisted his head and picked up his knife. A cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He held the curled blade and slashed at Feng Xiaoya.

Qiu Jiang's expression changed suddenly and she kicked the knife away with one foot. The coughing man quickly stepped forward and dragged the knife and said sternly: "Are you crazy? What are you doing?"

"Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated!"

The young man with a round face smiled and said, "I just said not to bring him here! Look, Feng Xiaoya ruined his knife, but he helped him instead!"

Daodao said coldly: "He has really done his job by rolling my knife."

"You mean we are not based on our true abilities?" The young man with a round face deliberately glanced at Qiu Jiang with instinctive intention.

Dao Dao snorted coldly, and the coughing man was forcibly dragged aside.

The coughing man looked at the tall and thin companion who fainted and sighed: "Since the task has been completed, stop the work soon, so that the news will not be free from it."

Qiu Jiang smiled and said, "What are you anxious about? The city gate has not opened now, and you can't go out." As he said that, he reached into Feng Xiaoya's arms to find a token, gently stroked the pattern on the token with his fingers, and after confirming that it was correct, he threw it to the coughing man: "Liu'er!"

The coughing man Liu'er reached out to catch the token.

The young man with a round face, Wu'er, smiled on the ground and said, "It's still the Seventh Lord who thinks carefully."

Qiu Jiang asked Feng Xiaoya: "What else do you want to ask?"

Feng Xiaoya closed her eyes and didn't want to see her again.

Liu'er looked at the two old servants on the ground and said, "Ji Lianshan, Meng Jianlong... These two old monsters are still alive!"

Wu'er said: "Their martial arts are not as good as before. If it were the past, we would definitely die."

Qiu Jiang said: "Because they used half of their internal strength to extend their lives to their husbands. Right?"

Feng Xiaoya closed her eyes and did not respond.

Qiu Jiang laughed and said, "The only two of the six masters who used to protect your meridians were left. You asked Gong Xiaohui to invite them to perform pupation techniques on you, right?"

"What kind of pupation technique?" Wu'er was curious.

"It is to use internal force to seal a person's meridians and cause a false death. He is determined to save me from Ruyi Sect and wants me to pretend to die and escape."

"It's so touching!" Wu'er said, "Helang is indeed a lover."

"What a pity..." Qiu Jiang stroked Feng Xiaoya's face, saying it very gently, "I don't like you at all."

Feng Xiaoya finally opened her eyes.

His pupils clearly reflected Qiu Jiang's face - a beautiful, enchanting, and ruthless smile.

He whispered. But his voice was so low that Qiu Jiang didn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say?" Qiu Jiang walked over and got closer.

"Don't..." Feng Xiaoya repeated, "Don't be afraid."

Qiu Jiang was stunned, and then a huge force swept across her, shaking her whole body out. Qiu Jiang grabbed a pillar in the air and wanted to leverage the force, but the pillar broke into two pieces with a click.

The house collapsed suddenly.

Everyone reacted very quickly and turned around and ran away, but the beam on their heads smashed heavily to block the way. At the same time, the net ropes on Feng Xiaoya's body collapsed one by one, and he walked towards Qiu Jiang.

Dao Dao rushed towards him, feeling something crossed his eyebrows, and he suddenly threw himself into the ground and could no longer stand up.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu'er immediately pushed Liu'er and turned around to run away. A black shadow flashed in front of him, but Meng Jianglong stopped him in front. His pupils began to shrink, reflecting a huge palm.

He tried hard to struggle, but the leg he had just picked up was uncontrollable. He was finally hit by the palm of his palm and immediately lost his breath.

Liu'er was pushed to Meng Xianglong by Wu'er, and instantly, a hidden weapon like a raindrop spread out. However, a knife suddenly appeared behind him, and he stabbed him from behind - it was the curled blade that fell to the ground.

Liu'er turned her head and saw Gong Xiaohui. Her red clothes were covered with blood and his blood.

At this time, Feng Xiaoya had already walked in front of Qiu Jiang.

Qiu Jiang's five internal organs and six lungs were all shattered by the blow just now. She opened her mouth and spit out a pile of blood clots.

It was not until this moment that Feng Xiaoya asked what she wanted to hear just now: "Why?"

Qiu Jiang gasped and replied: "What?"

"You did put a drug on my father's head, but the effect was very short. Why?"

Qiu Jiang wiped the blood from her mouth and laughed: "If that's not the case, why would you give you a chance to kill a few of them?"

At this moment, Er'er, Wu'er and Liu'er were both dead. Only Daodao was still alive. He lay on the ground and could not move at all, but his consciousness was clear. When he heard the conversation between the two, his eyes suddenly widened.

Feng Xiaoya stared at Qiu Jiang and asked again: "Why?"
To be continued...