The seventh sister of crossing the immortals is a bit fierce

Chapter 43

The bandit leader was happy after the big ticket order was made, and a hundred or eighty gangsters gathered together to drink and eat meat, and made a fuss for most of the night.

At this time, there were forty or fifty of them, and the wine taste was barely considered good. After drinking and eating, they staggered and fell asleep in the hall.There are more than a dozen men holding wine jars and still fighting for wine.

"I'm not drunk, let's have another drink."

"You are drunk, I am not drunk."

"Whoever doesn't drink is a grandson! Do it, do it!"

The bandit leader had a scarred face, a long scar from the tip of his right eyebrow to the bottom of his left eye, his upper body was naked, and his muscular body was covered with scars.

He was leaning on the first chair at the banquet, holding a beautiful young woman in his arms, and was about to put his hands up and down, but he felt a chill on his neck, and someone whispered in his ear: "Be obedient, or you will make fun of Lord Yan!"

The young woman didn't realize anything was wrong, she was hit on the head and knocked out.

"Drink, drink." The dozen or so drinkers were still drinking and laughing, and no one saw their king being hit with a sword.

"Where is the beauty you stole from Lukang today?" Xia Xiaoyu'er succeeded in one blow, feeling that it was too easy this time, as if something was wrong.By the way, Lu Meiren is so beautiful, how can she bear this scarred face?Can you still be greasy with a vulgar and vulgar fan at this moment?Could it be that you want to play the game of following me sincerely?

However, the guide talisman did point to the temple, and she was afraid that if something happened to Lu Ziyou, she would be out of luck if she didn't give her task rewards, so she hurried in.

"What beauty? Dao Master didn't go to Lugang!" Dao Scar's face was restrained by Xiao Yu'er, he didn't call for someone, and didn't recognize Xiong, he only tilted his neck outward to distinguish.

Looking at the bandits in the hall who were staggering from drinking, Xiao Yu'er couldn't help but believe it.

In this case, it is useless, a sword went down, and gave Scarface a happy, Xia Qijian was fast, and there was no pain when sending him away.

Qingqingshan's task is to suppress and kill, and to suppress and kill them.

Come out to hang out, and one day you will pay it back.

Xia Qi is like a god of death, every time he draws his sword, a life leaves, and every time he swings his sword, a big head falls to the ground.

One moment he was still eating meat and drinking heavily, and the next moment he was in hell.

"My lord, seeing that my subordinates are all dead, shouldn't it be time to come out and have a chat?" Xia Qijian pointed at the beam, his black clothes stained with blood.

(End of this chapter)