Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

A look of fear suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes, showing an expression of disbelief.

He is not afraid of death, but if he is stripped naked and hung up for the entire Shen Kingdom to watch, how can he bear it?

Fan Tianluo turned to the uncle coachman who was pale with fright and shouted: "Uncle, I'm so sorry to have troubled you, here are ten gold stones to compensate you, and if you are willing to give this old man who sneaked up on me Go to the city gate, I'll give you a hundred gold stones!"

The uncle coachman was frightened to death at first, but when he heard what Fan Tianluo said, his spirit suddenly recovered, his fear disappeared, and he ran up vigorously and said: "Girl, tell the truth! Good! I'll drag him right away." In the past, hehe." As he spoke, he took ten gold stones from Fan Tianluo, and then walked towards the seriously injured old man.

"Get out!" Although the old man was seriously injured and disabled, his momentum remained undiminished, and the coachman almost fell to the ground with a roar.

Fan Tianluo chuckled and said, "I'll ask again, do you want to tell me?" The Blood Moon Sword pointed at his other arm again, "I cut off your hands and feet, I see how you can be aggressive, hehe !" In the end, the cold snort was like an ice pick, making the old man shudder.

"You, you witch!" The old man was trembling with anger, his old face was ashen, suddenly he bit his tongue hard, blood gushed out from his mouth, he actually killed himself by biting his tongue.

Fan Tianluo shrugged, still admiring the old man, went to his body and took off his storage ring, went in and took a look, there were quite a lot of things inside, but there was nothing to indicate his identity, but Fan Tianluo Seeing a set of khaki clothes made her feel a little familiar.

"Uncle, these are here for you, please take care of this place, the family will take some damage, and find a place to bury this old guy's body." Fan Tianluo threw another bag of gold stones to the coachman uncle.

Although the uncle coachman was terrified, money can make ghosts turn the clock. He nodded viciously after taking the gold stone and started to move the corpse. No one wants to meddle in dangerous matters.

Fantianluo walked directly to the Picking Pavilion. On the way, Mo Xingchen saw the smile on Fantianluo's mouth and couldn't help asking: "Little Luo, do you know who sent this old guy?"

Fan Tianluo nodded and said: "That old guy is considered loyal, he would rather die than betray his master, but the set of clothes in his storage ring betrays his identity, haha, this guy is from the Feng family." When Fan Tianluo was at the auction site, she saw that the guards behind Feng Qiye were wearing a set of khaki clothes, which were the uniform uniform of the Feng family's servants.

"Feng Qiye?" Mo Xingchen quickly understood after being startled, and then said angrily, "The Feng family has no money to make moonstones, but they took their anger out on you. It seems that this family is not a good person."

Fan Tianluo chuckled and said, "Alright, now we also know the power of the Xingluo Stick, it seems that it will be no problem to deal with Chaoxuan God below the third level."

Mo Xingchen nodded quickly and said, "Well, I feel much more at ease when dealing with Murong Guang this way. But Xiaoluo, if you kill someone from the Feng family this time, there will probably be troubles in the future."

Fan Tianluo's complexion also turned serious. Although they wanted to kill her, it was because they thought they would succeed. Instead of killing her, she killed a capable subordinate. It is estimated that Feng Qiye is about to jump, given the background of the Feng family. , but this is not something she can resist.