Fan Xiaodao said: "The two of them have unique skills, but they are hidden. They live in seclusion here and do business of killing and robbing people. It is somewhat puzzling. I can be considered familiar with the history of the martial arts world, but I have never heard of them in the legend of evil people in the martial arts world.

I have a couple named Song. Since I am about to die, I just want to die. I dare to ask the two of them for their names."

Princess Song Sanniang smiled, twisted her waist, came to Fan Xiaodao, put her hand on his face, and said with a smile: "Little husband, you want to know our name. When you arrive at the King of Hell, you can go and complain.

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Although he was not poisoned, he didn't want to do anything before he found out the details of the two. After all, he and Xu Miaozi were still in danger, so he said, "I just don't want to die inexplicably."

Song Sanniang pointed to the room and said, "That's easy. As long as you can satisfy your sister, I will tell you what I want to know."

The words are full of teasing.

Fan Xiaodao felt disgusted. This woman was old enough to be a mother, and she even called herself a sister, which was disgusting.

Master Song San walked into the lobby with two knives and happened to see this scene. Song Sanniang glared at him, "What are you looking at? Go and do whatever you should do!"

Master Song San said, "I'm disturbing."

After saying that, he turned around and went out again.

Seeing this, Liu Piaopiao snorted coldly, "Courage!"

"Put your mouth!"

With a snap.

Song Sanniang came to her, reached out and slapped her in the face, "What a pity that this little face and this long legs are as beautiful as my mother back then!"

While speaking, a strand of gold wire was added between his fingers, and he bounced slightly to wrap Liu Piaopiao's left arm around.

As long as you use light force, this arm will probably be in danger.

Fan Xiaodao said, "Golden silk?"

Song Sanniang said, "I still have some vision."

This kind of golden silkworm was born in the bitter and cold place of Liuzhou. It is as thin as cow's hair, but as hard as fine steel. It is extremely precious. A trace of gold can be worth more than ten gold, and it is priceless. The soft armor of gold wire is as light as it is made of.

The cicada's wings are invulnerable to swords and guns. They are one of the three most rare treasures in the world, and are said to be worn on His Majesty in the palace.

The reason why I remember so deeply is that Fan Xiaodao recorded a case in the "Record of Unsolved Cases" seen in Liushemen.

When the emperor was assassinated, he ordered Liuzhou Prefecture to pay tribute to gold silk to make soft armor. Since this kind of golden silkworm could not be raised by privately, the Liuzhou prefect thought of a solution and ordered each household under his jurisdiction to pay a golden silkworm.

He mobilized the people to search in the mountains, and eventually forced many families to be destroyed.

Finally, the golden silkworms were collected and sent to the capital, waiting for the praise from the capital. Unexpectedly, overnight, the Liuzhou prefect was destroyed, and the whole family died in a very tragic way, especially the prefect Song Ping, who was cut into countless pieces by the golden silk.

Even the best coroner could not piece together the complete body. Later, Liusan Sect sent people to investigate the case. After two years, he did not find the murderer, which eventually became a unsolved case.

Unexpectedly, I saw golden silk at an inn in Chaozhou today.

Fan Xiaodao said, "The Song magistrate of Liuzhou was destroyed by the family, probably because of the two of you?"

Song Sanniang laughed, "I am worthy of being a person from the Six Gate. As expected, I can guess our identity with just a strand of golden silk. Oh, I originally wanted you to live two more days,

It seems that it's amazing to keep you."

Fan Xiaodao said, "Okay, since that's the case, then I'll feel at ease."

"What peace of mind?"

"I won't feel guilty when I kill you later."

Song Sanniang sarcastically said, "Now I am a knife and a fish, you are a fish, and you are a fish, but you still dare to say such shameless words?"

"Everything and vertical, you must die. The cooked duck has to be harder, right?"

At this moment, Bai Bufan disheveled his hair and his clothes were messy. He returned to the lobby in an extremely strange walking posture. There seemed to be traces of crying on his face, and he had no pleasure at all, but followed the pine behind him.

Dabao, full of excitement.

"Congratulations, you've become a real man!"

Bai Bufan was limp and did not dare to sit down, so he found a pillar and leaned on it.

Seeing this, Liu Piaopiao thought of what he had done just now, and felt a little more vengeful pleasure in his heart. His eyes were filled with contempt and sneered, "It's really a reward for the present life, the surname Bai, I didn't expect that you will have today too!

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At this time, Bai Bufan was like a walking corpse who had lost his soul, and he was completely in numb, ignoring Liu Piaopiao's ridicule at all.

"Dabao, have you had enough fun?"

Song Dabao pointed at Fan Xiaodao, "Mom, I want this too!"

Song Sanniang's favorite son on weekdays. When she saw her son making such a request, she didn't stop him and said, "Fight quickly."

Song Dabao drooled and came to Fan Xiaodao.

Fan Xiaodao said, "Pick your hand away."

"The more you resist, the more excited I am. Follow me, I will make you feel ecstatic!"

As he said that, he reached out to grab Fan Xiaodao's collar.

A cold light flashed.

Song Dabao let out a wail, and his entire arm was cut off and fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

At some point, Jinghong Sword had arrived in Fan Xiaodao's hands.

Seeing that his son was injured, Song Sanniang hurried forward, slapped him repeatedly, sealed his acupoints, stopped bleeding for him, and shouted, "On home, your son was chopped down, you were still fucking him in a daze."

What?"

Upon hearing this, Master Song San walked in with a knife.

Fan Xiaodao looked at everyone coldly.

Song Sanniang said in surprise, "Are you not poisoned?"

"I grew up in a medicine jar since I was a child. You are not as toxic as you can see."

This sentence is the truth. In order to suppress the cold poison, Song Jingang tried all kinds of methods and finally obtained the elixir from Taiping Taoist Temple.

Song Dabao was already angry and shouted, "Mom, I tied him up, today I have to deal with him."

Song Sanniang comforted, "Be good at Dabao, I will remove him from eight pieces later, peel him up and make him a doll for you to play with!"

After saying that, a strand of gold wire shot towards Fan Xiaodao.

Fan Xiaodao dodged and the golden wire wrapped around the pillar. The pillar was about the size of the bowl. Song Sanniang pulled it gently and was cut off all of them!

Fan Xiaodao was shocked. Fortunately, he hid in time. If he was entangled by it, he would probably have become two pieces. He didn't have time to sigh, and another golden thread shot. Fan Xiaodao didn't have time to dodge and swung his sword, and the gold was

The silk was extremely soft, and it actually walked around the Jinghong Sword and came to Fan Xiaodao's neck.

Fan Xiaodao bowed his head and avoided the fatal blow.

A strand of hair fell on the ground.

Although this is not the closest time Fan Xiaodao has been to death, it is the most thrilling one.

Xu Miaozi and Liu Piaopiao on the side were already scared to death.

The golden silk in Song Sanniang's hand made her superb. She thought that the silk was following her. She couldn't hit her and didn't give Fan Xiaodao a chance to breathe. Fan Xiaodao could only retreat and dodge, and had no power to fight back at all.

Dangers abound.

He has never been so embarrassed.

Even if it is a little slower, there will be danger of being different from the body and head.

He tried to fight back, but he had no chance to get close, not to mention that Master Song San, who was holding a chopping knife, was rushing to the side. Now he has sufficient internal strength and can barely support him. If this continues, his true energy will be exhausted sooner or later.

When he was, he was really too late to turn things around.

Although the Jinghong Sword in his hand was an ancient magic sword, it cuts iron like mud, but the gold silk is thin and light, and the angle is tricky, so he has no way to put it in. Another trace of gold thread shot, and Fan Xiaodao was already unable to retreat.

Seeing that there was an iron fence hanging on the wall, it was originally used to catch meat, he didn't want to, and reached out to take it off and blocked it in front of him. The golden wire passed through the gap of the fence and shot towards him. Fan Xiaodao Lian

Turn the trunk and wrap the golden wires together.

Song Sanniang wanted to take it back, but Fan Xiaodao grabbed the Li hand tightly in her hand. If she exerted force, Fan Xiaodao would send it forward. She was originally relying on remote output, and the golden wire was wrapped, which greatly reduced its power.

Song Sanniang snorted coldly, "I want to give you another thread!"

Another strand of golden silk popped out from the other hand. Fan Xiaodao knocked on the door, caught it with Jinghong Sword, and quickly rotated it, allowing the golden silk to wrap around the sword body.

The situation is under control.

Song Sanniang refused to give up and wanted to exert force. Fan Xiaodao took the initiative. How could he give him a chance? He moved left and right in the room. In a short while, two strands of golden silk were wrapped around the pillars, tables and chairs, and circles.

The beam turned into a mess of lines.

Song Sanniang shouted, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you help me kill him?"

The smile on Master Song San's face suddenly disappeared.

Holding the chopping knife in your hand, take a step forward.

With one against one, Fan Xiaodao was already very hard. Seeing the bright machete, it was not far away. Fan Xiaodao felt the pressure doubled. This Master Song San is a master of using swords, and his martial arts skills are far away from Song Sanniang.
To be continued...