Douluo: Qin Shimingyue system

Zhang Peng was blatantly provoking. He knew that if he didn't say this now, he would be restrained by Huo Jingshen!

He simply made a preemptive strike, leaving Huo Jingshen with no choice but to obey his mercy!

The onlookers nearby also had clear eyes and understood what Zhang Peng said.

"This is too shameless."

"How dare this man say such things!"

"If our young master can take him in, that's out of love. If we don't help him, it's just to eliminate evil for God!"

"It's really disgusting. How could I be...blind before?"

The crowd around him was furious, but Huo Jingshen, who was sitting in a wheelchair, still didn't make any move. Even the expression on his face didn't seem to change. He just looked at Zhang Peng quietly, who seemed to be at the highest point of pride.

Such a look made Zhang Peng feel a little frightened. ?

He originally thought that Huo Jingshen was afraid of his declaration of war and provocation, so he acquiesced.

However, gradually, he felt something was wrong.

The look in this man's eyes made people tremble with fear, made him feel cold, and made him want to retreat.

His mind was spinning crazily, what on earth is going on?

Why was it that Huo Jingshen still looked so determined even though he had already used his trump card?

He opened his mouth and was about to say harsh words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, before he could say a single word, it all turned into one word: "Ah..."

This sound was not heartbreaking, but weak and surprising.

He lowered his head and saw a crossbow arrow piercing his chest from back to front, revealing a red arrowhead on his chest.

He has done evil all his life and harmed countless people. He had long thought that one day he would be assassinated.

But I didn't expect that it would be like this today.

He turned his head desperately, trying to see clearly who had touched him, and to make him understand. However, he turned his head desperately and looked over, but to no avail.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell down. As far as his eyes could see, he saw a pair of white cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.

After a few seconds of silence, a scream suddenly sounded.

"Dead!"

"My God!"

After all, the women had never seen such a scene before, and they were momentarily panicked.

Fortunately, Long Qihui's men were well-trained and quickly calmed the crowd and asked them to calm down.

At this moment, Huo Jingshen's unruffled eyes suddenly became a little rippled.

He looked behind him at another strong man jumping down from a big tree.

The man was tall and tall, with a crossbow tied to his arm. He walked over steadily.

"I killed Zhang Peng, for my dead sister," he paused, "This matter was done by me, Zhao Peng, and has nothing to do with Long Qihui!"

He turned around and glanced at Zhang Peng, whose pupils had dilated due to death, walked towards him, stepped on Zhang Peng's shoulder with his own shoe, and narrowed his eyes.

These shoes were cloth shoes that his sister Zhao Xiao made for him before she passed away.

He has never worn them before, and today, this is a special day, he finally puts on such a pair of cloth shoes.

"Zhang Peng, you deserve to die!" Zhao Peng roared with a pair of red eyes and a hoarse throat.

But what's the use of killing Zhang Peng?

His sister is dead after all and will never come back.

After he finished speaking, Huo Jingshen glanced at him.

He raised his hand to signal for silence.

For a short time, it became quiet.

Huo Jingshen raised his eyes and spoke slowly: "Please go to the banquet hall to continue dining and enjoying the music. Please give Huo some time to deal with my housework."

His tone was very light, but he gave everyone a lot of respect.

Everyone nodded and followed the leader back to the banquet hall.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only two people hidden in the crowd, still standing there.

At this time, these two people, who were standing still without moving at all, seemed so conspicuous.

Compared with Xia Ranran who was motionless, Huo Zhengke came to his senses obviously faster.

He glanced at Xia Ranran next to him, his eyes unfocused. He seemed to be looking at Huo Jingshen sitting in the wheelchair, and seemed to be looking further away.

He laughed and took a step forward, "Fourth brother, your move of the golden cicada coming out of its shell and coming back to life is really good."

These words finally made Xia Ranran's eyelids move slightly, and the shadow cast by her eyelashes under her eyelids fluctuated.

Huo Zhengke didn't wait for Huo Jingshen to speak, and said, "I really didn't expect that you just... died and came back to life. If you are not the one who caused the explosion, I think this is strange. That’s right, you weren’t dead at all back then, were you?”

Huo Jingshen's throat rolled up and down and he nodded, "Yes, no."

"Ha," Huo Zhengke said sarcastically, "Yes, you are not dead, but you made us all mistakenly think that you were dead! You used every trick to lure Zhang Peng out of the cave, and lure Long Qihui from Zhang Peng. He was snatched from his hand justifiably, then have you ever thought about Ran Ran!"

Huo Zhengke's every question is sharper than the last, and every word is precise.

He squinted his eyes and walked towards Huo Jingshen step by step, pointing at him, "Huo Jingshen, you know that after you died, in order to confirm whether you were really dead, Ran Ran didn't sleep for two days and two nights, risking Go to the main tent where you sleep and dig with your own hands at the risk of your life! Just hide behind and watch her quietly watching her grieve for you, feel sad for you, and plan such a dangerous thing to enter Hongye Manor for you. , you are hiding behind like a coward!"

Ah Feng couldn't listen anymore and interrupted Huo Zhengke: "Huo Zhengke! Why do you say that to the young master! The young master was also injured at the time. If Jiacuo hadn't saved the young master, the young master would really be dead now. He is about to die! It was an emergency at that time, and we had no choice but to take this last step!"

"What's the next best thing to do?" Huo Zhengke asked, sneering, "Isn't this the best thing to do? You can still get rid of Zhang Peng, a huge cancer, without a single blow!"

Ah Feng gritted his teeth and took a step forward, "You..."

Huo Jingshen raised his hand, stopped Ah Feng, tilted his head and said, "Ah Feng, go make some arrangements first and let everyone take a rest. We will go back and talk."

Ah Feng then realized that he was now the most trusted person around the young master, and he could no longer speak so openly.

He nodded and pushed Huo Jingshen into the room first, leaving his remaining men to make arrangements.

Sometimes he thinks that in fact, Anan is more suitable for such a responsibility than him because Anan is calmer than him.