[Jianwang 3] Long accompany

Qin Zihuang stood upright with his spear horizontally, squinted his eyes: "Tang Yin?"

Tang Yin smiled slightly: "It's not easy to find this place."

Qin Zihuang also laughed: "I won't talk nonsense. To let him go, it's better to—" He turned his hand and raised the gun, pointing the tip of the gun at Tang Yin's throat: "Fight me."

Tang Yin laughed lowly: "Then let me experience the general's skills."

The setting sun was like fire, and there was a man in blue clothes, with a cold and cold light on his mask.

One person in red clothes hunts, without wind.

The murderous aura was inch by inch, striking eyebrows and shocking eyes.

Qin Zihuang's gaze was fixed, □□ came together, pierced through the air, and stabbed straight at Tang Yin, Tang Yin jumped up, set up □□, and fired three bursts, Zihuang □□ knocked down □□, and turned around Going forward, the tip of the gun pressed Tang Yin's eyebrows tightly, not giving him a chance to stay five steps away from him.

Tang Yin retreated quickly, raised his hand and exploded several thunderbolts, Zihuang raised his true energy, dodged the hidden weapon in mid-air, and at the same time flipped his hands over, screaming like a silver dragon, straight to the heart, " Dang——" Tang Yin held the crossbow with his left hand and retreated steadily, raised his right hand, and Zihuang also faced each other with palms, and with a "slap", the palms hit each other, and the two stepped back one after another. Tang Yin Tilting his head slightly, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, cool shade: "Good work."

Zihuang held a spear in one hand, smiled and said nothing.

Tang Yin raised several throwing knives, and Zihuang once again swung his spear to meet them. The two fought together. Tang Yin had never experienced such a close combat, and Qin Zihuang seldom fought one-on-one with others, but Galloping on the battlefield, she must encounter powerful enemies. There are those who are worse than Tang Yin, and there are those who are not as good as Tang Yin. On the battlefield, what she thinks about is home and country, but at this moment, she only thinks about one person——

With a sharp sound of "shouting", Tang Yin's pupils shrank, only to feel that the cold silver gun was engulfed in hot murderous intent, and with a "poof", the tip of the gun pierced Tang Yin's chest and abdomen, and then rubbed his wrist very quickly Pull it out, bringing out a pool of blood, which splashed straight on the ground along the gun's momentum, and there was almost no blood on the pistol.

Tang Yin knelt down on one knee, covered her wound and couldn't help panting.

Footsteps could be heard a hundred steps away, and everyone from the Ye family and the Tang family had followed the signal she left to find this place. Tang Yin must have an explanation for how to deal with the Tang family.

Qin Zihuang put away his gun indifferently, and walked towards the secret room: "Accept."

Those who move me will have to pay the price.