Chapter 117: Death Comes

"Boy, who gave you the courage to come to my Chen family to cause trouble", the ancestor of the Chen family waved his hand with one hand after speaking, and a giant hand transformed by spiritual power appeared out of thin air, aiming directly at Li Yifeng below. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Poof!"

Li Yifeng was pressed to the ground by the giant hand, spitting blood from his mouth, and it was extremely difficult to even move a finger, let alone escape.

"Chen Daoyou, wait! What this kid has committed must be dealt with by the dynasty," said the middle-aged monk who had returned with the ancestor of the Chen family, and his tone must be in an important position.

"Lord Wang, can you let Chen deal with this kid, after all, this is a trivial matter, and the prince still has something to do, so he can't waste time for this trivial matter", the ancestor of the Chen family said very respectfully.

"This can't be done, the state has national laws, and this king is just doing things according to the law, and besides, this kid can't escape death," the middle-aged monk replied resolutely.

"Then do it according to the prince's wishes, first tie up this kid and wait for the fate", the ancestor of the Chen family lifted the giant hand after speaking.

Li Yifeng was overwhelmed by the giant hand, his body couldn't move at all at this time, he was bound by others, and his mana was even blocked, waiting for death to come, and then he was locked in a secret room by the children of the Chen family.

The ancestor of the Chen family and the middle-aged monk entered the secret room where the rabbit was held, but halfway through, they found the guard lying on the ground, and the two of them showed fear one after another, and as if they vaguely guessed something, they accelerated their pace to the secret room.

At the same time, in the dense forest hundreds of miles away from Chen's house, two monks, one older and one young, were hurrying away in a panic, for fear of being caught up by the enemy from behind.

"Mother, you have the breath of the same kind of rabbit on your body, and the power of the blood is very strong, even the rabbit feels an unprecedented shock", the rabbit said on the back of the female cultivator, and her body trembled involuntarily.

"Silly rabbit, my mother has never been in contact with other half-demons except you, how can she be ......", the female cultivator stopped her figure before she finished speaking, looked at the Chen family, thought deeply, and finally gave up to rescue Li Yifeng.

The scene returned to the Chen family, inside the secret room, the ancestor of the Chen family looked at the empty secret room, his face was unusually ugly, and he didn't know how to explain to the middle-aged man next to him.

"Chen Daoyou, it seems that this is a premeditated rescue, go and see that kid, maybe you will find their whereabouts", the middle-aged man did not blame the ancestor of the Chen family, his figure disappeared, and he had already left the secret room, and then the ancestor of the Chen family also left this place together.

The next moment, the two appeared in the secret room where Li Yifeng was being held, and before Li Yifeng could react, he was searched by the middle-aged man, and his expression immediately became stunned.

"It seems that this kid has been used, but he already knows who the prisoners are, and as long as they are still in the Han Dynasty, this king will have a way to find them," said the middle-aged man after searching for his soul.

"Lord Wang, Chen is willing to serve dogs and horses", the ancestor of the Chen family said respectfully.

"You don't have to worry about it, the next thing will be left to the secret agents of the dynasty to do, and this kid, this king will take it away together", the middle-aged man waved his hand and rejected the kindness of the ancestor of the Chen family, and said expressionlessly.

In the following time, Li Yifeng was taken to a spiritual prison thousands of miles away from White Snake City, waiting for death to come.

In the chaotic space, the little dragon was fed with spiritual milk, and at the moment he had fallen into a deep sleep, hugged tightly by the little bear, Li Yifeng told the little bear to take good care of the little dragon, so when Li Yifeng was in danger, the little bear was lacking in skills.

And Xiao Meng is lazily lying on the ground sleeping, looking indifferent, her four ears swinging from time to time, always paying attention to everything in the chaotic space.

In the outside spirit prison, Li Yifeng had already recovered from the side effects of soul searching at this time, looking at everything unfamiliar in front of him, not knowing what was happening.

"Where is this? Is it hell?", Li Yifeng said suspiciously, sitting on the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, this is the spiritual prison, a place where some of the most vicious people are imprisoned," a hoarse voice responded.

"I see, who? who is speaking?", Li Yifeng suddenly realized that something was wrong when he responded hoarsely, and shouted in horror.

"Daoist friends don't need to panic, Zuo is just a bad old man, and he is imprisoned in the spiritual prison like Daoyou", the hoarse voice responded again.

"So that's the case, it seems that this catastrophe is inevitable," Li Yifeng said after wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.

"May I ask what did Daoyou do to come to this spiritual prison? Old man, I killed a child of a medium-sized family, I was arrested on the spot, and I was executed after the autumn," said the bad old man proudly of what he had done, and slowly walked out of the corner and sat down beside Li Yifeng.

"Li and Zuo Daoyou committed similar things, Li can't get used to those family members bullying others, so he is hot-headed and committed this matter", Li Yifeng responded with a righteous face.

"Hey...... Poor baby, so young to be strangled like this, spend the rest of the time, less than half a year before the execution after the autumn", the bad old man said and returned to the dark corner, looking like he was waiting to die.

Seeing this, Li Yifeng didn't feel good in his heart, but now he had nothing to do, so he found a "clean" place to sit down, thinking about what was behind him, and unconsciously entered the small universe of Sumeru.

In the small universe of Sumeru, Li Yifeng appeared in the body of divine consciousness, and saw Xiaoxiong and Xiaolong snuggling up to each other, and felt a lot of comfort, while Xiaomeng fell asleep, sighed spontaneously, and then quietly withdrew from this place.

When the divine consciousness returned to the spiritual prison, there was probably nothing to do, meditating and cultivating the power of the body, perhaps due to the influence of the environment, the colorful spiritual energy of the past disappeared, and was replaced by a dark and vague spiritual power, which merged with the environment.

Half a year has passed in a flash, and today is the day of execution, and all the prisoners in the prison have lived a life of "big fish and big meat", which is the last "enjoyment" of living in the world.

In the past six months, Li Yifeng has seen through a lot, his mood has improved a lot, and the original appearance of a young man has changed into an out-and-out uncle.

Li Yifeng looked at the big fish and meat in front of him, and he didn't have any appetite at all, so he let it be put aside here.

"Li Daoyou, this is the last meal, why don't you eat it? It's better to be a full ghost below", the bad old man said greedily.

In the past six months, Li Yifeng has become acquainted with the bad old man a lot, and he has also spoken a few words to the monks in the neighboring cell, and the rest of the time is spent tempering the body.

"Zuo Daoyou, if you want to eat, just take it, Li is not rare in their charity", Li Yifeng said with a little disdain.

"It's not good to waste food, Zuo is welcome", the bad old man took Li Yifeng's share and ate it.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of urgency sounded in every cell, so cold, so merciless, mixed with irresistibility inside.

"Hey!"

The lamentation came from the mouth of each prisoner, full of helplessness, despair, and also contained dissatisfaction with the ruler.

All the prisoners were taken to the execution table outside the spirit prison, and everyone had a desperate look on their faces, except for two exceptions, one of whom was Li Yifeng, and the other was the bad old man.

Li Yifeng walked with a smile on his face, not at all like a person who was about to be executed.

The bad old man and Li Yifeng are different, except for the smile on their faces, their bodies are swaggering, and the escorts do not stop this, because they will not act or be angry with a dying person.

More than 100 prisoners were to be executed, and they were standing on the large execution table, waiting for the executioner to come on the stage.

"My lord, there are too many prisoners this time, and the number of executioners is not enough, so they should be executed in batches."

"It's okay, the officer is in a good mood today, and some are patient, remember, after the execution of the prisoners, the storage bags on their bodies will be handed over to the officer's mansion."

"Of course, the little one is now called the executioner ready."

The conversation between the executioner and the master on the execution table, Li Yifeng, who was on the execution table below, didn't know that at this moment, he was using nine kinds of spiritual power to wipe out the prohibition on his body.

At that time, it was only the children of the foundation building period who banned and blocked the mana on Li Yifeng, and after half a year, it was almost worn out, and it was only a little bit before it could be lifted.

"The hour has come, the executioner is ready," shouted the master as he stood on the execution table as the thirty executioners stood in three columns behind the prisoners.

"It's noon"

"Execution!"

"Smack!"

As the execution token landed, the executioner raised the broadsword weapon and used his mana to swing the broadsword in his hand.

"Poof!"

The heads of thirty prisoners fell on the execution table, and blood shot into the sky like a fountain, finally staining the prisoners and the executioner red.

The guards removed the bodies of the dead and escorted the second group of prisoners forward.

Seeing the death of the first batch of prisoners, many of the prisoners in the rear turned pale, and they didn't even have the courage to watch it.

Then the second group of prisoners was brought forward, and the executioner raised his broadsword.

"The adults spare their lives, the little ones don't want to die yet, please beg the adults to be merciful."

There are still people who are afraid of death, and this person keeps begging for mercy while prostrating.

"Hmph, it's more than innocent to die, behead!"

In the end, this person could not escape death.

The third batch of prisoners was brought forward, and Li Yifeng was among them.

Li Yifeng smelled the thick smell of blood on the execution table, full of disgust for the Han Dynasty, looked up at the sky, and then closed his eyes to feel the momentary pain caused by death.

Suddenly, the sun was still scorching, and it became gloomy for a moment, and it seemed to be the rhythm of rain.

"Slash!"

The executioner ignored this, threw the execution token in his hand, and let out a loud shout.

The executioner received the order, raised his broadsword, and prepared to execute the batch of prisoners.

"Boom!"

When the executioner's broadsword was only a few inches away from Li Yifeng's neck, a bolt of lightning slashed down on his head, smashing the execution table to pieces.

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