If Longyou is compared with Chang'an, then Chang'an is a daughter raised in the boudoir, and the word delicate is reflected in every gesture, and Longyou is the orchid in Pingkangfang, pungent and bold, and even the winter wind is cold and neat, as if to freeze people's bones.

Lu Zhi slashed He Jing's right hand to the ground when the knife fell, He Jing screamed, and the blood gushed out in an instant, dyeing the scattered and fine snow foam in the wind red, but Lu Zhi was unmoved, the Wu hook knife in his hand was surprisingly sharp, and the slightest blood stain did not stick to the knife, he lowered his eyes and looked at He Jing without the slightest emotion, "There is still one leg left, when our family chops this leg for you, you can compete with our family." ”

The corners of his mouth hooked, "Our family will do what they say, as you wish." ”

The onlookers were silent, and they didn't even dare to come out, He Jing was spasmed in pain, but he still bit his breath and didn't want to bow his head, he raised his voice and said, "Cut it, cut it, I'm still afraid that you won't make it." His eyes were cracking, "You cut off Lao Tzu's hand, Lao Tzu is still not convinced, but he is a eunuch, where can you have the ability to point fingers in front of Lao Tzu, when Lao Tzu joined the army, you may not be able to wait on which master's bed!" ”

The more he couldn't get it, the more distorted it became, and his previous dirty thoughts turned into resentment, he was so annoyed that he couldn't choose what to say, Lu Zhi sneered: "Twist his tongue." ”

The three of them held down He Jing, who was struggling with fear, and the other clamped He Jing's jaw and broke his mouth, and the scissors probed in, and the wrist with green muscles flipped over, and a fresh tongue fell out of He Jing's mouth, fell to the ground, and kept moving.

He Jing fainted in pain, his face was pale, the blood from his mouth and his right arm was still gushing out, and the people around him were too frightened to squeak, the guards shook off the blood on the scissors, picked up the tongue on the ground with a handkerchief, knelt in front of Lu Zhi and asked, "Protector, what should I do with this person?" ”

The prison army already has the power of life and death, Lu Zhi glanced at it lightly: "I won't live long, throw it out and feed it to the beasts, the right is to do a good deed." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, is this also called a good deed, and sure enough, the people who came out of Beiya were not easy to mess with. The guards took the order and carried He Jing out, Lu Zhi took out a clean Sujin handkerchief from his arms, wiped off the blood stains that had just been splashed on the back of his hand, wiped it clean and then casually put the handkerchief on the ground, and the Wu hook knife that cut off He Jing's right arm was also discarded on the ground, Lu Zhi didn't want to take a second look, Fu San'er came up and asked in a low voice: "Guard, are you still going to the school ground?" ”

Lu Zhi chuckled: "Go, why don't you go?" ”

Saying this, he raised his steps, and the heavy platform brocade shoes of the cloud pattern crushed the ground soaked red with blood, and his face was peaceful, as if he had just finished a conversation, or tasted a pot of good tea, and he could not see the ruthlessness and violence when he cut off his arms and twisted his tongue, and he was as merciful as a god. Everyone was still stunned, and Fu San'er shouted in front of him: "What are you doing? Don't give way to the protectors yet! ”

The crowd silently let go of a gap, Lu Zhi held the hand stove tighter, Longyou is not as good as Chang'an, if you want to be powerful, you have to be ruthless, fortunately, he has never been a soft person, and this He Jingben is the eyeliner of King Xiang, and he is innocent.

He inadvertently looked back, as if he could see the clouds of Chang'an, and he didn't know what the situation in Chang'an was now. Lu Zhi's eyebrows sank inadvertently, the war in Longyou could not be calmed, he could not return to Chang'an as soon as possible, Liumeirui and the little emperor faced the wolf-like King Xiang, he was really not at ease, for today's plan can only take care of the current matter, and deal with Longyou properly, in order to win and return to the court.

The school field is close in front of you, a column of soldiers is holding a sword and practicing the formation, a person with a white armor standing on the stage, when he saw Lu Zhen, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Lu Jian Jun." ”