Chapter 71 (1/2)

Lu Chuan smelled the slight movement of Yan's nose. Sure enough, he smelled a faint smell of human blood from the beautiful woman in filial piety clothes.

Immediately he shook his head gently, indicating that he had no way to solve it.

The current situation can be said to be very unfavorable.

Ordinary people are mortal and can't distinguish demons. In their eyes, the situation is: Jiang Ziya, a white haired old man, holds the hand of a beautiful young woman who I still feel pity for.

This is the behavior of old disrespect, which has successfully aroused everyone's anger.

There are people who criticize, shout to report to the official, and ask Jiang Ziya to let go

At this time, the situation was chaotic, and almost all the enthusiastic people were about to start. Even when he saw the chaotic scene, his head was big, and his head was noisy. What else could he think of.

”What are you shouting about?”

Just then, MA in the backyard was noisy. He came out with a spatula in his hand and an apron around his waist and shouted angrily.

Ma's voice was not small. The roar was very sharp. Everyone couldn't help covering their ears.

After the sound, the place was silent. Everyone stared and was photographed by Ma's momentum. They didn't dare to speak for a moment.

”Charterer?”

Lu Chuan pulled out his buzzing ears. This loud voice is invincible. Is this the legendary lion roaring in the east of the river?

Jiang Ziya pinched the wrist of the pipa essence with one hand and dared not put it. He covered his ear with the other hand, looking uncomfortable.

Just now, he was the closest to Mahalanobis. Of course, he was the worst hit.

”Jiang Ziya, you... What are you doing? Who is she? ”

But when Ma saw Jiang Ziya holding a pretty woman's wrist, he shouted, rushed up with an arrow, pulled his chest, and said sadly, ”do you deserve me for doing so?”

Jiang Ziya looked embarrassed. Of course, he was helpless. He hurriedly said, ”madam, it's not what you think. Listen to me...”

”Explain what? That's how you do divination? ”

Ma pointed to Jiang Ziya and Pipa Jing and said angrily, ”when you were poor and white, my mother married you. Well, now that you have money, you despise my old age and hook up with young and beautiful women, don't you?”

”No, no...” Jiang Ziya was embarrassed to death. He wanted to plug in, but he couldn't plug in at all.

”Elder sister, help, elder sister. I just want to make a divination to see if there is bad luck at home because a man died recently.”

Seeing this, the pipa master flashed his eyes and said with tears: ”but he didn't think of the 'Jiang Shensuan' in your family. When he heard that there was no one to rely on in my family, he wanted to be more disrespectful than me. I... I have no face to live, sobbing...”

Then he fell on the table and cried.

”Jiang Ziya, don't you let go? I fought with you today... ”

Ma shouted and opened his ten fingers and went straight to Jiang Ziya's face.

Hearing the pipa master's story outside the door, the people who didn't know why were also filled with righteous indignation and wanted to rush up and start.

”Go away!”

Jiang Ziya suddenly stood up and drank loudly. As soon as his idle hands turned over his sleeves, he staggered Ma's ten fingers.

Those who rushed in and wanted to be brave were also startled by his sudden sound, and subconsciously stopped.

Jiang Ziya immediately swept his eyes left and right. He seemed to be looking for something. When he saw an inkstone on the table, he directly picked it up and smashed the head of the pipa master.

After only a few times, the pipa player screamed, stared and lost his breath.

When Jiang Ziya stopped, his hands and sleeves were covered with blood, and he also hit them a few times. After that, he gasped and his chest fluctuated, which showed the weight of the attack.

Quiet!

It's as quiet as death!

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. The world seemed to be quiet all of a sudden. There was no sound except Jiang Ziya's heavy breathing.

But Jiang Ziya didn't let go until the woman died.

As for the reason, Lu Chuan also knows that if a monster is smashed to death by an inkstone several times, she will have practiced in vain for hundreds of thousands of years