The sun was almost noon, not too hot. But at this time, Luo Qi was sweating profusely, his face turned pale and red, and he had a lot of saliva on it. He was still persuading his fellow practitioners who were tied up in circles. However, the effect was very weak, and among the hundreds of people, there were only a few dozen willing to sacrifice their martial arts.

Amid the abuse, Luo Qi saw with his own eyes that the most powerful people were cursing were wrapped around his neck and dragged it out, and then he took it to the pit that had been dug in advance and knelt down.

"The eunuch... I'm twenty years later..."

puff--

The knife slashed at the verbal gangsters, and his head fell into the pit with a click, and then the body was pushed in.

"I thought I was scared?... Come on... Come on, according to my grandfather's head."

puff--

Another knife slashed the second person on the neck. The man had a speech expression on his face and his head rolled down.

Next is the third person...

"I'm willing to hand over my martial arts... don't kill me... I don't want to die!"

The butcher knife raised high without any pause, but still chopped it down. Blood shot out a blood arrow from the broken neck, and finally piled it in the pit with the two in front.

The mover spitted and said in a sharp voice: "It's too late to say now."

The man ignored the martial arts people who were still cursing, raised his knife, pointed at them with the tip of the knife and shouted: "What's the matter? It's your turn soon. Don't worry, there will be one knife, it won't be unfair."

As he said that, he turned to look south, where another group of prisoners were taken back, and couldn't help but grin, "There are disobedient people coming in, kill more... and kill more."

"My subordinates have met Cao Qianhu and Commander Jin." The man said flatteringly.

Cao Shaoqing nodded and walked forward in diameter. Jin Jiuze said, "Part the prisoners in." As he said that, he glanced at the earth pit and said, "If you are disobedient, come as the command of the governor. If the earth pit is gone, you can dig another one."

The two of them went up the city wall one by one and the other, and paid homage to Bai Ning downstairs, and reported the situation of the operation. The man on the big chair closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. He opened his eyes and said, "Take up the gods he caught."

Gao Muen responded quickly, ran to the female wall, and shouted loudly: "Put up the 'Leopard Tail God' and Tong, the 'Hinger God', and the 'Yellow Banner God' Zhuo Wanli."

The voice spread, and the factory guards began to suppress the prisoners at the bottom, and then dragged out the three people who had pointed the name from them and threw them under the city gate.

Bai Ning looked at them coldly, "When you came, Fang La didn't know, right?"

Except for He Tong, whose knees were broken, the other two were still moaning, and they buried their heads very low. Bai Ning rushed over Gao Muen and whispered in his ear, and asked him to take people down.

"I will give you a chance to take revenge."

As he spoke, several people from the city gate dragged and pulled away He Tong and Zhuo Wanli. Bai Ning leaned forward slightly and said to Wan Chou, who was left alone kneeling on the ground: "Take them back and let Fang La see, do you know?"

Immediately, a dispute sounded behind the city gate, and an old man rushed over on a horse around the corner of the street, "Stop—"

Bai Ning was very familiar with this voice when he heard it.

Then, he waved his sleeves and shouted coldly: "Shoot to kill."

The two steel knives raised high suddenly chopped down in the old man's sight, and with two thunders, the heads rolled to the ground. Then, the two heads were taken out of the city gate by someone, and then tied them to their hair with a rope and stringed them up and hung them around the neck of the celestial hanged them. The head holding the head said, "The Lord, you can go back, remember to bring your head to Fang La."

Qian Chou looked at He Tong and Zhuo Wanli on his chest tremblingly. His arrogance had already been wiped out before he came. He slowly got up and walked out in a daze. He looked up at the bright sunshine and his whole body was cold. He wanted to throw away the head, but he could not explain it to the leader even if he went back.

Perhaps, he thought, maybe he could leave incognito.

Then, a few monks came over and took an empty horse to him, and said, "We will escort you across the Yangtze River, don't think about leaving alone, so please."

Fan Chou got on the horse with tears in his eyes, turned around and looked at the city tower. It seemed that something had happened there, but unfortunately it had nothing to do with him.

On the city tower, the old man walked up strode, no one dared to stop him. Jin Jiu originally wanted to stop him, but he was pushed out four or five meters away with a palm. Although he was not injured, it was the other party's mercy.

The old man was wearing a coarse linen, very simple and simple. His eyes were sharp and divine, staring at the people sitting on the big chair, and asked in a deep voice: "Why do you want to kill them? You are a high-ranking official of the court, so you should punish them according to the law, why kill people? Look there-"

The old man pointed outside the city wall, in two dirt pits, one of which was filled with headless corpses, and the other was digging, "You are trying to get everyone to get rid of you and get rid of you."

"Zhou Tong...you're here to teach you a lesson again." Bai Ning rubbed his eyebrows and looked at him coldly, "Not everyone in this world is like you. If they are like you, the Dongchang wouldn't cause trouble for them. You don't understand this principle."

"Even if I let them go today, will they be grateful to me when it comes to the next day?"

Bai Ning stood up suddenly, stood opposite the old man, staring at him, "Do you know that the people from Chongjianmen teased Mrs. Ben Du, and then our family killed a few of him. Finally, these people came and gathered together to claim justice. Old man, our family asked you, if they were not teasing Mrs. Ben Du, but an innocent woman, or a innocent woman who harmed an innocent woman, then who would claim justice? You said--"

"I can't say it, right?" Bai Ning left and sat back on the wooden chair. "Since ancient times, the hero used martial arts to rebel, look at how many unknown people are tied here. Such people are killed by one thousand people, and ten thousand people do not blink."

Zhou Tong closed his eyes and listened to him finishing his words. When he opened it again, he stared at him with a complicated look and said in a deep voice: "You are already confused, but you are already in a vain, but you are not yet aware that you think you are doing the right thing."

"Our family is very good. If you didn't read your age, I will let you know how to write the word "death".

The wind was strong on the city tower, and the smell of blood in the distance was blown over. The cold sound mixed in it made people feel scared when they heard it. After a moment, Zhou Tong's voice came.

"Do you have to wake you up?"

"OK--"

Bai Ning clasped his palms into claws and grabbed them on the handrail, and his five fingers were trapped in, but there were no cracks.

Zhou Tong's eyes slighted, "You have improved your martial arts again, but unfortunately, your mood cannot keep up with you when you are in Wu Yidao, and let the inner demons get into the gaps, so that they become like this today. If you were to be like this, you would not be you."

Bang—

The wooden chair suddenly exploded under Bai Ning's hands. He stood with white hair floating in the wind and said sternly: "Every time you talk to me about your state of mind, then tell me what is the state of mind? If you speak vernacularly, believe it or not, let you die in Nanping County now."

"I'm not afraid of death."

Zhou Tong suddenly laughed, but gave people a solemn and solemn feeling, "I just came from Tang 1 Yin County and received a closed disciple with good qualifications. I have no regrets in my life. If you look at my life, come and get it. However, I still want to advise you that the martial arts that can be quickly improved may not be all your own. Only when you know why you need to practice martial arts and why you need to punch, you will understand what your state of mind is."

He turned around and was about to leave. When he walked to the stairs, Zhou Tong said again: "Pick up your lost self."

Immediately, I went downstairs to the outside of the city and joined Luo Qi to stop Fanzi from continuing to kill.

Bai Ning closed his eyes, cut through the wall brick with one claw, and destroyed a corner with a bang. He squatted down in pain, inserted his five fingers into the wall, and slowly cut them down.

I don’t even know where I left myself, Zhou Tong... How do you ask me to pick it up!
Chapter completed!