Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

After Li Lianhua and Fang Duobing solved all the puzzles, they found the real coffin in the First Grade Tomb. At this moment, the masked child also attacked, killed the owner of Wei Zhuang, and broke the ice coffin.

The body in the coffin was not too decayed and could even be said to be well preserved. The woman in red was holding the Tears of Guanyin in her mouth, and just when the child was about to snatch it away.

Qin Changsheng, who was known as 'Cheng Yaojin', appeared with the familiar Nuo mask and a steel blade as powerful as a swimming dragon. He gently rolled up the crystal ball from the child's mouth before she could.

The child was naturally unwilling to give in, and even had murderous intent in his eyes, "Who are you?"

"Dead men can't ask questions." Qin Changsheng's voice was cold.

The kid's face darkened, and he circulated his internal energy. With a shake of his hand, a flying knife flew into his hand. "Then let's fight. Who will win is still to be seen."

Qin Changsheng's assassination method should be more focused on skills, but her internal strength had accumulated to a certain level in her previous two lives, not to mention the advantage of weapons.

The opponent swung his sword horizontally at Qin Changsheng, and the sword energy was so strong that it was like a whistling wind.

Wherever it went, the stone statues shattered, as if it wanted to cut through all objects in the air.

But Qin Changsheng was faster than him. After he swung the knife, she flashed behind him, and her steel blade followed him like a shadow, emitting a cold light.

The tiny blade attacked his vital point, but fortunately the child gathered his inner strength around his body to resist, so he was not killed by the blade, and died easily and casually.

The most innocent people in a fight between masters are the innocent people who stay by and watch. This was the first time that Li Lianhua played such a role. She was taken to a safe place by Fang Duobing and carefully observed the attack method of the man named Hua Yan wearing a Nuo mask.

The moment the child made his move, he already knew his identity - Di Feisheng.

But what role does this person named Hua Yan play in this?

Why would such a character suddenly appear? It's like a top-level boss dropped from the sky when you are playing a dungeon. The opponent is very difficult to kill. I don't know why the planner launched this thing. It seems to be purely to make trouble for the players?

Li Lianhua feels similar now.

Compared to Di Feisheng's fierce attacking long sword, Hua Yan walked lazily with her black hair fluttering. She stood in the center of the surging sword energy with an expression of ease and arrogance.

Li Lianhua was stunned, frowning. He thought about his chances of winning against her, and he was afraid that the chances would not be as high as the sound of the flute.

Although Di Feisheng has not yet reached his full strength, even if he were at his peak, he might not be able to last a hundred moves against her.

Di Feisheng, who was at the center of the battle, had the same feeling. Besides Li Xiangyi, there was one more person in the world who dared to play tricks on him like this. If he was not sure that the person in front of him was not Li Xiangyi, he would have suspected that Li Xiangyi had learned new moves in the past ten years just to kill him.

"You can't beat me, so don't struggle in vain. I'm in a good mood today and won't kill." She spoke in a lazy tone, as if she was discussing how good the weather was today, with a faint smile at the end of her voice.

She twisted her wrist slightly, and the blade instantly covered his neck. He felt a sharp pain belatedly.

His blood surged, and the steel blade tightened around him like a collar, its sharp sides cutting his fragile skin. However, the other party kept his promise and didn't kill him, avoiding the carotid artery in his neck.

He was only slightly injured, but the effect on the screen looked extremely serious.

Di Feisheng covered his neck, his eyes wide open with reluctance as he fell unconscious, only to catch a last glimpse of the other person's departing back.