The purpose of this trip was to kill Guanglu Siqing.

He can't wait to use this person to disgust the Yu family, this person makes him feel very dangerous.

Where the danger comes from, I can't find it, I can't touch it, but I can feel it.

This feeling is too strong, and Tong Guozhang has to pay attention to it.

It's all very weird.

A small Guanglu Temple, how can he be so protective, and it is not a force.

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There is no one on the streets of Dali Temple at night, and the road leading to Dali Temple is particularly solemn, and walking on this road will give people a heavy feeling.

There was a crescent moon hanging in the dark sky, and the moonlight sprinkled on this street, and dozens of figures flashed quickly under the illumination of the moonlight.

Chen Qishan, who was in prison, did not know that danger was coming, and was sleeping on a stone bed covered with clean bedding.

In the past few days, he has eaten well and slept well.

Since Yu Shijie and Zhu Ziyue came to see him, his panicked heart was completely put down.

Until now, there was a sound of fighting outside, and Chen Qishan was woken up and his brain was still confused.

The dead of the Tong family have been killed.

Dali Temple is now heavily guarded, there are people from the Yu family, the Jiang family's secret guards, and the soldiers of Dali Temple are guarding, how can the dead soldiers sent by the Tong family easily attack in.

However, the dead soldiers of the Tong family also went all out, fighting for the price of their lives, and they also broke into the prison of Dali Temple and killed the target person.

They are holding the heart of fighting to the death, and the momentum is as fierce as a tiger.

When Chen Qishan heard the sound of fighting outside, the dead soldiers of the Tong family had already hit the gate of Dali Temple Prison.

Although the dead soldiers of the Tong family had already broken in half at this time, they did not have the slightest posture of retreat, and their hands were up and down, and the afterimage was like the wind.

Eventually, they broke through the prison door.

Chen Qishan already understood what was happening, he stood up and walked to the front of the cell, glanced at the chains and locks on it, and narrowed his eyes.

Zebei is coming in the past two days, and someone is going to kill him tonight, listening to the movement outside is really big.

"Open the door."

Chen Qishan's voice sounded in this empty cell.

As soon as the words landed, two people appeared from the shadows.

They wore dark robes with a red beast pattern and silver masks on their faces.

This is exactly the secret guard that Jiang Zebei arranged for Chen Qishan.

One of the secret guards, standing in the aisle not far from the cell, with his back to the cell, staring at the sound of fighting in the distance, his whole body tense and ready for battle.

The other guard, walking to the door of the cell, put his hand on the head of the house above, and with a slight force, the lock was immediately broken.

Chen Qishan walked out of the cell and walked towards the secret guard who was standing with his back to him.

"How many people came?" He asked.

"A lot." The Dark Guard's distinctive hoarse voice rang out.

He couldn't say how many people there were, but listening to the movement outside, there should be a lot, definitely no less than thirty or forty people.

And their brothers are less than ten people, plus the people of the Yu family, as well as the ordinary soldiers of Dali Temple, I am afraid that they will not be able to stop those people.

The impulse of the person who came to die is clearly the dead man in the family, who does not die endlessly, and it is difficult to entangle.

The secret guard who was standing with his back to Chen Qishan suddenly turned around and said, "Chen Gongzi, you better leave with us, this battle is a bit difficult." ”

Although there are many of them, they can't compete with the dead soldiers, so they fight endlessly.

Chen Qishan's delicate face does not have the slightest fear, but he will not act willfully with anger.