Chapter 870 The painting hidden in the wall

The muscles at the corners of Ding Zhong's eyes were beating rapidly, and the fine sweat on his nose was shining under the bright moonlight. His eyes turned and suddenly said, "Captain Luo doesn't think about himself, but also think about Shen Xiaoman!"

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes shrank, and he was stunned for a moment.

Ding Zhong suddenly took action, and with a wave of his hand, ten poisonous nails with green light shining were hit.

The poison nail did not hit Luo Xiaofeng, but hit the little maid beside Luo Xiaofeng.

The little maid stood motionless, and she was stunned.

Luo Xiaofeng slid his feet and rushed towards the little maid.

Ding Zhong took the opportunity to flip back in the air and crossed the moon-shaped small door of the garden like lightning.

All ten poisonous nails were caught by Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng looked in the direction where Ding Zhong ran away.

As soon as Dingzhong crossed the small moon-shaped gate of the garden, he disappeared.

Luo Xiaofeng frowned, and he didn't expect that Ding Zhong's light skills were so good.

The little maid looked up at Luo Xiaofeng's face and said softly: "Master, you must be a very capable person!"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "How can I see it?"

The little maid raised her little face and said seriously: "If Master is not a capable person, how could Mr. Ding be afraid of you?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly. He was about to speak, but a low roar suddenly came from the distance, followed by a short scream.

The cry was short and disappeared suddenly as soon as it sounded.

Luo Xiaofeng's face changed because he was familiar with the voice.

The little maid looked at Luo Xiaofeng's face in panic.

Luo Xiaofeng left the little maid and suddenly rushed towards the direction where Ding Zhong ran away like lightning.

A man lying down next to the bamboo forest path leading to the back house. The man had a long sword in his body, and his sword body was still trembling gently.

Luo Xiaofeng stared at the trembling sword back and forth. He stopped, but immediately walked over quickly.

The tragic situation in front of him surprised Luo Xiaofeng.

The one who fell to the ground was Ding Zhong who had just escaped. At this time, Ding Zhong was lying on the ground, his old face was full of fear. His facial features were all thought of because of great pain. A four-foot-long iron sword pierced from his mouth, and the tip of the sword was exposed from the back of his neck.

Luo Xiaofeng was staring at the sword thigh of the sword in a daze, and his eyebrows were twisted into a lump. Luo Xiaofeng was familiar with the sword.

The hilt of the long sword is bare and there is no decoration on it, but if you look closely, you will find that there are vague words on it.

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly reached out and pulled the sword out of Ding Zhong's mouth.

Blood, Ding Zhong's blood, turned purple and black under the faint moonlight.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the sword in his hand, and at some point, his hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly. Luo Xiaofeng was staring at the sword thigh of the sword in a daze.

Under the bright moonlight, three words were vaguely engraved on the sword thigh of the sword: Luo Xiaofeng. When Luo Xiaofeng saw this sword, he remembered a person. Because this sword was given to him by Luo Xiaofeng. But now, this sword has become a murderous weapon.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Ding Zhong's big mouth. Blood was still oozing out of Ding Zhong's mouth.

Luo Xiaofeng knew that Ding Zhong's low roar just now was made when he fought with the murderer. However, as soon as Ding Zhong opened his mouth, the murderer's long sword stabbed into his mouth.

Luo Xiaofeng had seen Ding Zhong's skills just now. Luo Xiaofeng really couldn't think of anyone who could kill Ding Zhong with one move.

Who is the murderer? He has such a fast skill?

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly heard the scene of the man in black being nailed to the pillar in the pavilion of Orphan Peak. Luo Xiaofeng still clearly remembers that the death of the man in black being was exactly the same as Ding Zhong.

The wind blew across the bamboo forest and made a whistle and whistle.

Suddenly, another scream broke through the tranquility of the house.

As soon as the scream sounded, Luo Xiaofeng flew out like lightning.

The scream just now came from the small garden.

Luo Xiaofeng was shocked as soon as he rushed to the moon-shaped gate of the garden.

In front of the moon-shaped door of the garden, a person stood quietly.

Luo Xiaofeng would never dream of seeing this person again.

In front of the moon-shaped gate of the garden, the person standing quietly was the dead Ping'er. Ping'er's eyes were thunderous and her face was covered with blood.

A chill suddenly hit Luo Xiaofeng's whole body.

Ping'er's body has a line of words: The murderer Luo Xiaofeng!

Ping'er is indeed dead. Her body has become stiff. There are long bamboo sticks nailed to her instep. Who nailed her body here?

Not far from the body, a petite girl was curled up.

Luo Xiaofeng walked over quickly.

The girl who fell to the ground was the petite little maid just now.

The petite little maid curled up on the ground, like a sleeping kitten.

Luo Xiaofeng's heart suddenly sank because he saw the blood on the little maid's neck.

A row of poisonous nails with green light were nailed to the little maid's pink neck. This poisonous nail was the hidden weapon that Ding Zhong had just conspired to Luo Xiaofeng. Luo Xiaofeng never dreamed that the poisonous nail he threw away was now nailed to the neck of the poor little maid.

Who is so cruel that he doesn't even let this weak little maid go?

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists tightly, the muscles on his face were beating violently, he gritted his teeth, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly.

The sound of the bang in the distance came over weakly.

Luo Xiaofeng looked around and there was not even a single figure around.

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists and suddenly walked towards the room next to him.

There was still a faint light on the thin window screen, but the door was tightly closed.

Luo Xiaofeng walked to the door and reached out to push it. The door did not move at all.

Luo Xiaofeng slowly pressed one hand on the thick door panel. With a little force, the thick door panel made a violent sound. The door was broken and the thick door panel had already scattered all over the floor.

Luo Xiaofeng had broken into the door. He searched every corner, but still found no figure. Luo Xiaofeng suddenly remembered something. He quickly walked to an empty wall.

The wind flew in from outside the window. The flames of the red candle shook violently.

Luo Xiaofeng stared at the empty wall. He suddenly stretched out two slender fingers and gently tapped a few times on one of the empty walls.

There was an empty sound on the wall.

Luo Xiaofeng's fingers gently slashed on the wall. As soon as he stroked a few times, a dull sound suddenly came from the wall.

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly flashed aside. After a muffled sound on the empty wall, a small square hole was revealed. Luo Xiaofeng leaned over carefully.

With the candlelight, Luo Xiaofeng saw a roll of paper in the small hole.

Luo Xiaofeng carefully took out the roll of paper.

The roll of paper was opened, and there was a person on the top piece of paper.

Luo Xiaofeng only glanced at him and was stunned.

The picture on the paper is a handsome young man. The young man's clothes are fluttering, his waist is hung with a sword hanging on his waist, and there is no smile on his cold face.

Looking at the handsome and cold face on the picture, Luo Xiaofeng immediately remembered someone.
Chapter completed!