"That's the owner of Liufeng Restaurant, Brother Lumensheng. ”

Sheng Shou's eyes narrowed slightly, and a glimmer of light shot in one direction.

Ling Xiao immediately looked in the direction of his eyes.

A strong man with messy black hair and ragged clothes, covered in blood and mottled scars, some even as deep as the bone, was shackled by rune chains the thickness of a child's arm, and his limbs were confined, and he was confined in a prison car.

He was burly, fair-skinned, handsome, calm, his eyes were slightly closed, he sat cross-legged, and his two sword eyebrows were stuck with dried blood at this time.

The whip marks on his face had long been frozen by the ice and snow, and the blood that had just flowed on his face was also dried by the cold wind.

When Ling Xiao looked at it carefully, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, because on this lumensheng's body, not only were there clearly visible whip marks deep to the bones, but also the rune-blessed pipa barbs through the pipa bones and locked on the railing of the prisoner car.

"Brother Liu is my eldest brother..."

Sheng Shou clenched his teeth, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent like a thick pulp.

Ling Xiao nodded slightly.

No wonder when he entered the city, Sheng Shou first took himself to the door of the Liufeng Restaurant.

Sheng Shou obviously knew a lot of people, and he looked over one by one in the prisoner car, and introduced Ling Xiao in a low voice.

"That's Brother Chen, who saved my life ten years ago..."

"There's also that young man, called Bu Jingtian, who is in charge of the ten largest restaurants and tea shops in Flowing Wind City. ”

"And... The one who is particularly short in front of him is Old Man Lu, he is the leader of the beggars in Liufeng City, his temper is stinky and hard, and his strength is very strong, and he had a fight with me at the beginning, but it can be regarded as not knowing each other, this stinky flower is definitely a hard bone, and he hates the demons the most. ”

Sheng Shou recognized it, as if he remembered something, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and his eyes kept flashing with colorful streamers.

Ling Xiao followed his gaze to identify the people he described one by one.

At this time, these people were all tied up with rune chains, their bodies were stained with blood, several of them had their hair half shaved, and some of them had a weak breath and seemed to be almost fainting.

These people were imprisoned by runes, and they locked the pipa bones and banned their cultivation, just like ordinary people.

Since they were imprisoned, they have been humiliated and seriously injured, and they have been able to carry them until now without falling or giving in, which is really a rare and valuable Terran hero.

There were about 100 people in the prisoner cart phalanx, and more than half of them could recognize their names and identities, and there were many of his deceased people.

At this time, Sheng Shou was about to be unable to suppress the murderous intent and anger surging in his heart, if he hadn't hidden his cultivation and aura, he was afraid that his killing spirit would have skyrocketed at this time and turned into a killing god.

Ling Xiao hurriedly grabbed him on the side and patted him gently.

"Let's take a look at it first, I always feel that today's things are not so simple. ”

That's when —

"Temple... Temple..."

Suddenly there was a trembling old voice to the left of the crowd.

An old and trembling old man walked out of the crowd.

Ling Xiao recognized at a glance that this old man who was staggering and walked out step by step was the old man who sold handmade female celebrities on the street yesterday.

He was slightly hunched over, trembling, with fear on his face, but he mustered up enough courage, wrapped in rags and linen clothes, and with great difficulty he got out of the crowd and moved in the direction of the prisoner cart.

"Master Jun... Uncle, you are good, have mercy on me, old man, let the old man see my son again..."

The old man walked in the direction of the prisoner cart, his hands were folded, a few tears flashed in his eyes, and his face was full of infinite sadness, and he slowly approached the demon sergeant who guarded the prisoner cart.

"Huh?"

A demon soldier raised his head and glanced at the old man, a trace of cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

There was not the slightest pity for the pleading old man on his face, and one hand had grasped the hilt of the knife, and the long knife was half unsheathed.

Anyone who dares to approach the prison cart must die, this is a military order.

Qiang.

The sound of a long knife unsheathed sounded.

But in the end, this demon soldier still didn't complete the action of drawing and killing.

Because someone has already taken the lead.

"Damn old thing, dare to ram into the prisoner car, and still don't get out of the way!"

Wang Gongzi Dynasty suddenly rushed out, with a look of anger on his face, flew up with a kick, and lifted the poor old man dozens of meters away.

The old man screamed miserably, opened his mouth and spurted blood, and fell to the sky on his back, his whole body collapsed to the ground as if it had fallen apart.

There was a slight commotion.

Countless eyes stared at the old man's gaze, sympathetic, excited, and frightened, but no one dared to speak.

Everyone consciously took two steps back and shrunk together, leaving a semi-arc space in front of them.

The old man was lying in a half-arc clearing, and several shocking streams of blood appeared on the snow that had long been stepped on the ice.

Wang Chao walked over step by step, with a cruel smile on his face, looked down at the angry old man, and scolded: "Old thing, you dare to disturb discipline!

"Woo... Woo..."

The old man's mouth was full of blood, and he curled up and let out an inaudible whimper.

At this time, there was a movement in the prisoner cart phalanx.

"Dad, are you alright, Dad... Dynasty, you brute and wretch, I still regarded you as a brother at the beginning.

You also met my father at the beginning, and called him Uncle Zheng, but now you're... Do you still have a conscience, don't beat my father!

The fine iron prison car was stagnant, and a young man was extremely angry, struggling and scolding frantically.

He clutched the railing of the prisoner cart with both hands, his finger bones were distinct, his green tendons appeared, the blood hole in his abdomen pierced by the steel knife was still bloody, his robe had already been infected with a dark red, his face was full of scars and blood, and one eyeball had been completely hollowed out, and the black hole was filled with black flocculent that exuded demonic energy, and it had been squirming and twisting, devouring the blood flowing out of the hollow eye socket.

He stared in the direction of the old man with his remaining left eye, his eyes full of resentment and anxiety, but he couldn't do anything.

"Truly..."

A demon captain standing near the prisoner car let out a strange laugh: "What's the hurry, it will come to you, I'm afraid that when the time comes, you will beg for a good time... Truly..."

in the crowd.

Ling Xiao and Sheng Shou had quietly walked to the edge of the crowd closest to the old man, each with a slight mist in their hands, and they were about to secretly save the old man, but at this time, a new change appeared.

"Stooges. ”

Suddenly there was a disdainful shout from the crowd.

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face rushed out of the crowd, held the dying old man in his arms, glared at the dynasty, and scolded: "Back then, you were one of the best young people in the city, but now you have fallen to this, dynasty, you brute that has lost your conscience, you will be punished." ”

A trace of annoyance and anger flashed on Wang Dynasty's face, and he smiled coldly: "Who am I, it turns out to be Cheng Yijin who killed pigs!"

Hehe, if you don't die on the day the city breaks, you should be a good person with your tail between your legs, and you dare to stand up and accuse me?"

Cheng Yujin?

Ling Xiao's gaze fell on the middle-aged man with the scar that came out, only to see that there was an old scar on his neck, the scar came out from behind the ear, and it was split to the neck, it looked really terrifying, at first glance it looked like a villain, but he didn't expect that the first person to stand up today was him.

Every time you slaughter more dogs, most of them are readers.

A handsome man like Wang Chao surrendered on his knees in the face of the demons, but a wicked man like Cheng Yujin stood up.

"It's Cheng Yujin from Wind Lane, whose origin is unknown, who appeared in Liufeng City ten years ago and made a living by selling pork. ”

Ling Xiao heard a voice as clear as if it was in his ears.

It's the secret language of Sheng Shou.