Chapter 83 is at stake
All the things that could be done were taken over by Zhao Han. In the end, Bai Jin and Zhao Xiaojiu stayed in the room obediently, probably because they were full of food and drink, and fell asleep quickly.

When it was getting dark, Qiao took advantage of Zhao Han's tidying up the coffin. She slammed on the door of the house and said in a loud voice, "Second sister-in-law, it's time to watch the night. Come down and burn the paper."

Qiao's voice was loud, and Zhao Han heard it from a distance. He walked over with the ax in his hand. Before Qiao could turn his head, the ax slammed on the door fiercely. It was so sharp that it made people frightened.

"Get out." Zhao Han shouted in a low voice, his voice was extraordinarily terrifying in the darkening night.

The big and small people in the room were not heavy sleepers, and they were already awakened when Qiao Shi shouted at the top of his voice.

"Sleep for a while, and I'll take you home later." Seeing the big and the small looking at him in exactly the same way, Zhao Han said something, and stood by for a while, and the two closed their eyes again. Then it got dark again, making it hard to see clearly.

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Although Langya Village is a small place, the rules are very strict, especially when it comes to such weddings and weddings.However, no one dared to say anything about Bai Jin and Xiao Jiu's absence.If it wasn't Zhao Fugui who died today, I'm afraid Zhao Han wouldn't be here either.

However, Bai Jin and Xiao Jiu can sleep peacefully, but Qiao Shi and Zhao Xiqing can't help it. Facing this dead person at night, Qiao Shi feels panicky in his heart, especially Xiqing who is still going all out Running towards her, she felt her legs trembling.

"Zhao Chun, I..." Before Qiao's words were finished, with a few swishes, all the candles that were originally lit in the room were instantly extinguished, and the whole room was instantly darkened.

"Ah!" Zhao Shi and Qiao Shi screamed in horror, and Zhao Xiqing's wails made people's ears hurt.

Zhao Chun reacted very quickly, and he turned around to look for the hunting knife.

It's not haunted, it's murder.

But Zhao Chun didn't even have time to get the knife, his whole body froze suddenly, a stream of warm blood splashed onto his neck, he couldn't move as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.

"Daddy!" Zhao Xiaojiu's exclamation came from the room, and Zhao Han rushed towards the room.

As for Zhao Chun, when he turned his head stiffly, the three grandparents and grandchildren who were leaning together had already fallen into a pool of blood.

In front of him, at some point, a row of men in black fell down, all pointing their swords at his neck: "Who owns the treasure map of Jiang Ling? Tell me, and I will spare you."

The rough voice, the sharp blade, and the mother, wife, and son who were assassinated in an instant.

Zhao Chun stood there, his eyelids moved slowly, just when the blade was about to stab forward, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took out a thin cloth bag from his bosom, his voice sounded calm Extremely: "Is this what you want?"

The leading man in black took it quickly. He opened the cloth bag and looked through it a few times. After confirming that it was correct, he snapped his fingers at the group of people behind him.

But at that moment, a black figure suddenly rushed straight towards the room where Bai Jin and Xiao Jiu slept. With his rush, everyone else followed.

The blade pierced through the entire window very quickly. When the dilapidated window was kicked down, everyone could see it clearly under the bright moonlight.That sword tip is about to end the woman's life...

【Ask for a ticket】

 What should I do, I can't make up the chapter that I owe, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.I don't even have the face to ask for a ticket...Desperate

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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