In the compound paved with bluestone slabs, rivers of blood had long been flowing, and the guards of the Feng family were like killing gods, almost washing the entire Qinglong Gang with blood.

At the beginning, the head of the Qinglong Sect felt lucky that Feng Shaojin would visit here.

From the moment he fell into Feng Shaojin's hands, someone had already delivered a letter to the He family. Even if Feng Shaojin didn't like the Qinglong Gang, he still had to weigh it.

But he never expected that Feng Shaojin would bring someone here and order them to twist his collar, making him stand quietly and watch.

Fine pieces of snow fell from the air one after another, sprinkled on Feng Shaojin's body.

The man gathered up his snow-white fox-fur cloak, stepped up the steps step by step, and sat on the grand master's chair brought out by the guards.

He didn't even speak, just raised his hand towards the guards below, and those people rushed into the middle of the people who had been escorted to the compound a long time ago...

The hand raised the knife and fell, blood flowed like a river.

In an instant, the entire castle became a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Fearing that there might be omissions, these personal guards searched the castle like a carpet to make sure everything was safe.

The eyes of the leader of the Qinglong Gang changed from luck at the beginning to shock, then to panic, and finally to collapse and despair.

He was originally standing, and when the blood on the ground flowed towards him little by little, staining his boots red, the bones in his legs seemed to be pulled away, and he knelt down with a "plop". on the ground...

The guards found several secret passages in the castle and escorted all the women hiding inside.

Gu Wei stood beside Feng Shaojin: "Young Marshal, these women have already been interrogated, and they are all the women of the leader of the Qinglong Gang.

Some were given by outsiders, and some were snatched by them and forcibly seized. There seem to be a few oriental women among them, and their identities will not be accurately detected for a while..."

Feng Shaojin narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and sat up straight.

Most of these women had never seen this kind of scene before, and they panicked and panicked. The moment they saw the leader, they all hugged their heads and cried: "Master, please save us, we don't want to die."

One of the beautiful women cried bitterly: "Master, we don't know anything, we just serve people, save our lives, let us serve you gentlemen."

Feng Shaojin raised his chin towards the woman, "You, come up!"

When the woman heard this, she suppressed her crying, stepped on the steps with thick soles, and walked towards Feng Shaojin step by step.

The closer you get, the clearer Feng Shaojin's face that turns all sentient beings upside down, the woman's delicate and beautiful face is still covered with tears, and the long wet eyelashes hang down, covering up the strange look that flashed in the bottom of her eyes .

Gu Wei frowned, and winked at Mo Jinlan who was standing behind the pillar.

Mo Jinlan understood, raised her arms, and stopped the woman who was about to step up the last two steps: "Stop!"

The woman stopped walking as she said, and looked at Feng Shaojin shyly and timidly.

"Extend your hand and let me have a look." Feng Shaojin's eyes fell on the woman's fingers holding the round fan.

The woman panicked, and a look of surprise flashed across her face.

Mo Jinlan grabbed the woman's wrist, dragged it forward, and said in a cold tone, "Your face is so well maintained, why are your hands full of calluses?"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Jinlan was slapped with a palm.

"Be careful." The moment the blade popped out from the woman's shoe and was about to stab Mo Jinlan in the stomach, Gu Wei grabbed Mo Jinlan's shoulder, twisted her up and threw her aside.

Then he took out his gun, aimed at the woman's head and pulled the trigger...