Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

Ergeng pushed the young master's shoulder with his right hand, and turned to look at the approaching assassin, with determination in his red eyes.

Qin Xuan felt a little excitement in his heart as he watched the two bravely stand in front of them.

He is proficient in the dragon spear technique and has been instilled with 30 years of internal strength. As a man, he is already ready to fight a real battle.

Now, the chance to fight has finally come!

Although the twenty masked assassins were numerous, there was no panic in their hearts.

He slowly raised his right arm.

Holding the Dragon Spear tightly in the palm, the thumb has already pressed the machine wide.

As soon as the thumb is released, the barrel of the gun pops out instantly.

"kill!"

Twenty masked assassins surrounded them in a fan shape, shouting excitedly from their mouths.

The corners of Qin Xuan's lips rose, and he reached out and moved Qingzhu with his eyes closed behind him.

A dignified seven-foot man hides behind a woman, isn't it a joke when it spreads out?

Move your thumb slightly to release it.

suddenly

With a stagnant expression, the thumb that was about to loosen also stopped.

A familiar figure came first at a very fast speed, blocking the front.

brush!

A knife of cold light cut through the night sky, splashing a blood flower.

"Ah~!"

With a scream, the assassin who rushed in front flew upside down and fell to the ground!

On his chest, a deep bone-deep wound was spraying blood.

The sudden change made the assassins who were rushing to kill with all their strength paused and looked at the sudden appearance in surprise.

He looked at his companion who fell to the ground again.

In the blink of an eye, a companion was instantly killed before he even had time to react, and everyone present widened their eyes in surprise!

Qingzhu felt that the front suddenly became quiet, and carefully opened his eyes while holding the tray.

After sneaking out his little head from behind the young master to observe, he saw a familiar back with gray hair.

He covered his mouth in surprise: "Uncle Fu!"

Fubo held a long sword in his hand, the hilt was bent like the head of a crutch that he often held in his hand.

On the grass not far away, lay the lower half of the cane quietly.

That old crutch that looked a few years old turned out to be a weapon!

Uncle Fu turned his head and smiled kindly: "Young master, don't worry, there are old men here, these juniors can't hurt you!"

While speaking, the old face showed a strong confidence.

Qingzhu and Ergeng also widened their eyes and stunned, and their minds did not calm down for a long time.

Who would have thought that the old butler, who usually had a half-section of mud buried in his neck and looked sick and died soon, turned out to be a master!

Killed an assassin in a flash!

Anyone who sees it will be surprised and speechless.

Qin Xuan rubbed his left hand on his chin, and his eyes were full of interest.

He didn't even think that Lao Pu beside him was actually a swordsman!

And the shot is very fast, showing that he is a master!

Curiously asked: "Fu Bo, who are you?"

Uncle Fu squinted his eyes, raised his head and said proudly: "The old man has forgotten what his name is, just remember that everyone else is called the old man with swordsman!"

The proud voice echoed in the night sky, revealing pride and pride.

"Oh~."

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, his expression very indifferent.

Uncle Fu saw this, and there was a look of surprise in the old eyes.

Seeing the other party's dazed appearance, it's like throwing his eyebrows and eyes to a blind man!

Doubtfully, he asked, "Young master didn't mention the old name?"

Qin Xuan blinked and asked solemnly, "Should I have heard of it?"

"..."

Forber was speechless.