"You, let go!" Situ Xing'er's voice was full of panic, however, with the warm fragrance of nephrite in her arms, how could Long Qing let go easily, but hugged her tighter and tighter.

Situ Xing'er struggled twice and didn't break free, and could only let Long Qing hold her. However, Long Qing obviously couldn't just be satisfied with hugging, and after a while, a pair of big hands with heat began to become unruly.

Situ Xing'er's whole body was paralyzed suddenly, and she forcibly said shyly: "Long Qing, Long Qing, you promised me!"

Long Qing turned a deaf ear and stretched out his hand to a more critical place.

"Long Qing, I beg you, I really don't want to do it now, I don't want to be like this at home, can I talk about it when I'm ready?" Situ Xing'er's tone carried a hint of crying.

Long Qing's hand stopped suddenly, then slowly let go, and yawned: "Sleep, sleep!"

Situ Xing'er showed a gentle smile on her face, slowly turned around, and kissed Long Qing lightly on the forehead.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, after breakfast, Wang Ronghua asked Situ Xing'er to take Long Qing around.

The weather outside was still not very good, the sky was gray, the wind was howling, the temperature was very low, but it barely rained. After wandering around a few local attractions, there was really nothing to see, and the two returned home.

At home, only Wang Ronghua was busy at home for lunch, Situ Jing didn't know where to go, and when he asked, he knew that he was called out by a friend.

Wang Ronghua said dissatisfiedly: "Leave him alone, Xiaolong brought good cigarettes and wine, and he couldn't help but go out to show off." If it weren't for the fact that it was late yesterday, he would have gone out yesterday. ”

Situ Xing'er also knew her father's temperament and didn't say anything.

Outside the outskirts of Jiangcheng, a group of people walked on the mountain path, and one of the leaders was Howard. Howard and his party took advantage of the night to parachute on the high seas yesterday, and then sneaked into Jiangcheng from the beach.

"Your Excellency, according to the locator, the positions of Lord Nicholas and Lord Braun are less than ten kilometers away from this place in a straight line, but judging from the direction, it seems that they are about to climb this mountain. A middle-aged man with a tracker said in a deep voice.

Howard glanced up at the majestic mountain in front of him and waved, "Everyone go up the mountain at once!"

When the group climbed the high mountain and reached the top of the second mountain, they saw the houses below the valley. The middle-aged man glanced at the tracker in his hand and said, "It should be in this valley." ”

Howard's face was a little solemn, there was no sound in the valley, if Nicholas and the others were really here, then it was very likely that they would have been more than lucky. Originally, although I knew that there would be no good results, at least there was still a trace of illusion, but now this illusion is getting closer and closer to being shattered.

The group cautiously began to descend the mountain along a path, and when they were halfway there, they found a makeshift simple house that served as a sentry post next to the mountain road, and several corpses were lying in place outside the house.

Howard crouched down and took a closer look, and the body had died from a blow to the forehead and a cracked skull. Then the corpse was reversed, and the clothes behind it were lifted, and the swastika mark was clearly visible, and there was a Roman numeral number three underneath, which was really a third-level member of the Evil Spirit Society.

Howard stood up and said in a deep voice, "Send scouts to move on, everyone on alert!"

Without exception, these corpses were all killed by heavy blows to the head, but none of them were gunshot wounds, indicating that the murderer's kung fu was extremely superb, and the master of the Evil Spirit Society with the gun was killed before he could react.

In fact, this is also very understandable, since the murderer dares to oppose the evil spirits, he either has a strong force or a strong force, and now it seems that the latter is more likely.

Ten minutes later, the group finally arrived in the valley, and just after arriving, a scout who was searching in front hurriedly reported: "My lord, a large number of corpses have been found in the center of the valley, including Lord Nicholas and Lord Braun. ”

"Take me there!" Howard said with a grim face.

In front of the cross stake, next to the extinguished fire, a large number of corpses lay on the ground with their eyes open, and the corpses of Nicholas and Braun were among them, their dry white hair fluttering in the wind, and the blood stains of the seven orifices had already coagulated, and they looked extremely miserable.

"Who the hell did that?" Howard clenched his fists. Then he exhaled a breath of turbid air violently, and said in a deep voice, "Immediately count the number of corpses and check the dead and wounded!"

"Yes!" Seven or eight of his men sprang into action.

After a while, the middle-aged man with the tracker walked up to Nicholas and said in a deep voice: "There are a total of fifty-seven corpses here, except for the twelve corpses that died by poisoning needles, the others were killed by blunt objects breaking their skulls or internal organs, as far as I guess, the other party used a fist or a palm!"

"This must be a master!" Howard said in a deep voice. If it weren't for the peerless masters, it would never be possible for so many masters to be powerless to resist.

"Your Excellency!" said another scout in a hurry, "We found a grave not far away, and there is a wooden sign in front of the grave that reads, ......" the scout hesitated.

"What's engraved?" Howard asked in a cold voice.

"Two words engraved - ruling!" the scout whispered, bowing his head.

"What! show me around!" Howard snapped.

"Yes!"

A minute later, Howard and the others appeared in front of the grave, Howard looked at the fresh soil, it was obvious that the grave had just been excavated, and there was a simple wooden plaque in front of the grave, on which were two Chinese characters - ruling!

"No, it can't be! it can't be!" Howard fell to his knees, as if his faith had collapsed.

Isn't the verdict the Throne of Judgment, is it true that the Throne of Judgment has fallen here? Howard doesn't believe it.

"Dig up the grave for me!" Howard ordered as he stood up abruptly.

The subordinates did not dare to disobey, and immediately began to look for tools to dig the grave, the soil on the grave was not compacted, so it was easy to dig, and after a while, the soil was dug up, and a man appeared in front of everyone.

This person was wearing a blood-red long-distance run, tall and burly, with a silver mask on his face, looking extremely majestic, and at this time, he could only lie quietly inside.

Howard's knees went limp, and he fell to his knees. Beside Howard, seven or eight fighters fell to their knees almost at the same time.

It is really the Judgment Throne, the almost omnipotent and immortal Judgment Throne in their eyes is really dead, dead in such a small valley!