Chapter 1124 Public Display

The gray shadow howled, and this time He Lingchuan finally understood its curse:

"If you dare to attack me, my deity will never let you go!"

He Lingchuan couldn't help laughing: "Little evil spirit, dare you call yourself a heavenly master?"

The nightmares transformed by the ancient great immortals fell into his hands, so how could he be afraid of an evil spirit coming to take revenge?

The gray shadow was too unwilling, ah ah ah, why was the spell interrupted?

If it could delay for another two breaths, it could infuse all the blood of the feather guards into Nangong Yan;

If it could delay for another two breaths, it could turn Nangong Yan into an extremely powerful humanoid puppet. As long as it controlled it carefully, it would be able to beat the so-called envoy of the Mou Kingdom to the ground.

If...

There is no if. With a "swoosh", the gray shadow was sucked into the divine bone necklace.

The Yin tornado also disappeared at the same time, and the gyroscope on the ground barely turned two more circles and stopped moving.

He Lingchuan picked up the gyroscope, brushed off the dust on it, and put it away.

The God Bone Necklace ate the Gray Shadow, at least it satisfied its appetite and it didn't get hot.

Without the control of the Gray Shadow, the remaining few Golden Feather Guards woke up from a dream, stood there for two breaths, first looked at Nangong Yan who was cut in half, and then looked at He Lingchuan. Only two of them shouted and rushed forward, and the others turned around and ran away.

He Lingchuan stood up, raised his knife and went forward, while saying to Dong Rui through the eyeball spider: "Three of them ran towards you."

...

The battle was finally over.

The setting sun penetrated the dark woods, illuminating the corpses everywhere.

The violent ape returned from a distance, Dong Rui jumped off its shoulder and clapped his hands: "Kill them all. Alas, these guys behind are running around, it's really hard to kill them. Unlike you, fighting easily?"

Is his fighting easy? He Lingchuan made a knife flower in his hand, and Fusheng disappeared. "Let's switch in the future, you kill the main force?"

The Gray Shadow was about to use a big move, but he was dispersed in advance, and he was frustrated until his death.

In fact, He Lingchuan was also curious about how strong Nangong Yan could be after eating all the blood beads. He should let him fight with the ghost ape.

Dong Rui asked: "What's so strange about Nangong Yan?"

"He worships the evil spirit as the Lord of Heaven." He Lingchuan pointed at the dead bodies on the ground, "He gave all his guards to the evil spirits for control, so they are all fearless and fight wherever they are pointed. No wonder they can run rampant in the country of Biao."

The arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate.

In a place like Biao, there can be an army that cooperates well and is not afraid of injuries. Of course, others are not opponents.

"This method is unique." Dong Rui stroked his chin, "If it works, you don't have to train your men every day."

The Yangshan army trained in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer, and never dared to be short of food and wages. Isn't it just to fight like an arm and be united? Look at Nangong Yan, he got it right in one step.

"Absurd!" He Lingchuan shook his head, "Normal armies have Yuanli, how can they be controlled by evil spirits?"

Only in a strange place like the Golden Plains can strange people and things happen.

"Besides, governing the army this way is not a shortcut, it is a dead end!" It is precisely because the country of Bian cannot gather people's hearts and minds, cannot form a consensus, and wants a quick solution that it seeks help from evil spirits.

If you put your life and the life of the army in the hands of others, you will only end up like Nangong Yan.

At this time, Lingguang also ran back from a distance. He Lingchuan pointed at Nangong Yan on the ground and said, "Don't let him die."

Nangong Yan was wailing.

He was cut in half by He Lingchuan, but he did not die for a while, and the ground under him was stained red with blood. His eyes were still red, but this time they were congested: "Kill me, please kill me, give me a quick death!"

He cried and tears flowed, reaching out to hold He Lingchuan's boots, how could he still have the demeanor of the imperial steward?

"Don't you like people being cut in half or by the knees?" He Lingchuan kicked him lightly, and he fell flat on his face. "Try it yourself, is it comfortable or painful?"

He had heard a lot of rumors about Nangong Yan. This chief steward had a variety of methods to deal with "criminals", which were extremely cruel. He rarely killed people quickly, and they had to torture them for a long time. It is said that the bones of the Mai gang arrested a few days ago were broken piece by piece, and they wailed for two days and two nights.

So He Lingchuan was very careful when beheading Nangong Yan, avoiding most of the important internal organs.

"Be gentle!" Lingguang was busy trying to stop the bleeding. This was a beheading, and the boss really knew how to test it, "If you kick him one more time, he will really die!"

Such heavy bleeding can easily lead to internal organ failure.

Another figure emerged from the woods:

Jin Bo also walked towards He Lingchuan with a knife, panting, and blood was still dripping from the tip of the knife.

He Lingchuan saw that he looked different, violent and manic, and he understood a little, but he still asked: "What happened?"

Why is there only Jin Bo, where are the other Shadow Fang Guards?

"My men were killed by this guy--" Jin Bo pointed the blade at Nangong Yan on the ground, with a look of grief and anger, "He ambushed and killed them!"

He Lingchuan and Dong Rui looked at each other, both surprised: "What?"

Yes, the king and ministers of the Kingdom of B are crazy, and even He Lingchuan, the envoy of the Kingdom of Mou, wants to assassinate him, so how can they let the Shadow Fang Guards go.

Jin Bo directly pulled Nangong Yan up from the ground and asked: "What's going on?"

Nangong Yan is a cultivator, and he may not die immediately after being cut in half. Lingguang didn't give him painkillers, and he was rolling on the ground in pain, but every time he moved, the pain was overwhelming and endless!

But this kind of inhumane pain, he might as well die!

He grabbed Jin Bai's arm tightly, and the severe pain made him forget his identity: "Please, please kill me!"

"Why do you frame us as traitors? Tell me!"

"Someone reported that the traitors are in Rulin Inn. Yuwei went to check and found evidence!"

"What evidence?"

"Mai Liansheng's book and a few strings of ornaments." Nangong Yan shouted, "The king instructed me to kill you. Anyway, the Shadow Fang Guard has been killed by mistake, so why not kill you all! Just say that you took the Mingdengzhan away and were killed in the territory of Xiaoyao Sect! Anyway, there is no evidence! I just followed orders, spare me, kill me! Please!"

Seeing him crying, Jin Bai threw him to the ground: "Waste!"

This guy has killed countless people and tortured countless good men, but he is so unbearable when it comes to being tortured.

He Lingchuan asked him again: "Who is the 'Tianzun' you invited to possess me?"

"That is the Lord of the Howling Forest, he is, he is the clone invited by the king to possess me!" Nangong Yan was distracted and began to speak incoherently, "I am guilty of heinous crimes and I deserve death. Please be kind and grant me death!"

Jin Bai suppressed the urge to kill Nangong Yan himself and said to He Lingchuan: "He is your prey, what are you going to do?"

This feud is big.

The feud between the Kingdom of Biao and the Kingdom of Mou, the feud between the King of Biao and He Lingchuan.

He Lingchuan originally came only to complete the mission and act as a peacemaker, but the King of Biao wanted his life.

He is a person who advocates reciprocity the most.

He Lingchuan looked at Nangong Yan, and then looked towards the border of Biao.

"I have an idea."

It was almost dark.

...

The city gates of Wucheng, on the border of Biao, were basically opened at the end of the Yin hour every day.

This morning, the city gate guard yawned and went to open the gate with the key in hand. But as soon as he looked up and before he could open his mouth as wide as possible, he screamed in fear:

There was a dead man hanging on the city gate tower.

Strictly speaking, it was half a dead man, with a piece of cloth hanging on his body, with four big words on it:

Blood for blood!

The city walls were stained with blood, and a few drops flowed down and almost fell into his open mouth.

Soon, the dead man was untied by the soldiers and put back on the ground.

Its face was covered with blood and its hair was scattered, so others could not recognize its appearance for a while.

But the city gate guard held its chin, looked at the rising sun for a few more times, and suddenly fell on his back, crawling back two steps in a hurry:

"Big, big, big!"

He shouted "big" for a long time before shouting: "General Manager!"

"Which General Manager?"

The city gate guard pointed at the dead man, his fingers shaking like fallen leaves in the wind, and finally found the next sentence: "It seems to be the General Manager of Yu, Yuwei."

Everyone was in an uproar, but they didn't believe it.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You dare to curse the General Manager, watch out for your dog's life!"

The city gate guard came closer to take a few more looks, closed his eyes and turned his head away: "It still looks like it! The General Manager really came yesterday, and he was surrounded by people... He, his men also told us to close the city gate!"

No matter what he said, others didn't believe it.

Don't be funny, how could the General Manager be cut off in half and hung upside down on the city gate?

Usually, the General Manager hangs others up.

At this time, the city gate was open, and several people ran in, pointing outside and shouting: "There are more than a hundred dead people in the valley! They look miserable, and they are all wearing feather armor."

At dawn, this explosive news flew to the capital of the Kingdom of Bian.

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At this time, He Lingchuan and the other two were on their way to Xiaoyao Sect.

Dong Rui quietly asked He Lingchuan: "You are usually cautious, why did you suddenly start killing?"

The other side has more than a hundred people and more than 200 legs. "Leaving no one alive" is a difficult technical job.

"We are in the Flashing Gold Plain."

Yes, "So?"

"So you have to follow the local customs." He Lingchuan said lightly, "This is a land of disorder, and the winner is respected. You have to deal with them in their way. Besides-"

"-Shouldn't evil obstacles like Nangong Yan be killed?"

He came to the Flashing Gold Plain with an ulterior purpose.

Now, he saw what he wanted to see, and felt the lingering depression and restlessness, and his mentality had a subtle change.

Why did this place become a quagmire, and why did all those who wanted to transform it fail?

He Lingchuan has been thinking about this question, and he has had some ideas in his mind, but they are scattered and unsystematic.

He needs more verification and summary.

He needs to let go and try.

Maybe in this chaotic and ownerless place, he can do things according to his heart and don't need to be so cautious.

Oh, Dong Rui said he was cautious, but He Lingchuan knew in his heart, is he really a cautious person?

No, he is a speculator.

To sail in a storm, you need to be bold and careful, plus a little bit of luck.