"Could it be that the Sword Alliance will no longer let people go after they are locked up?" Li Luo asked in a deep voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Naturally, it will be released, like Iron Bear, it is estimated that it will take another thirty or fifty years to let him out." The man in the prison on the top of Li Luo said with a strange smile, causing Tie Xiong to scold repeatedly, but there was also helplessness in his tone.

Li Luo inquired a little, and the sentencing of the Sword Alliance was not ruthless, but it was much harsher than that of the Great Gan Lu Calendar, especially some trumped-up crimes. If the government acts according to the law, it should be blamed by the rod, but when it comes to the Sword Alliance, it will be locked up for three or five years, such as slandering the eldest lady of the Sword League behind her back. However, the Sword Alliance is at least not a thirst for killing, in the rivers and lakes, in the court, there are not a few people who cause death because of disrespectful words, and they take people's lives at every turn, compared to the Sword League for three or five years, it is much milder.

"New here, what have you done? Let's listen to it, Lao Tzu will calculate how many years he will lock you up. Iron Bear yelled.

Li Luo smiled faintly, this is probably one of the few frolicking times in the dungeon, watching others end up in the same situation as himself, although it has nothing to do with himself, but he can always balance his heart.

"It's okay, then let Brother Tie distinguish." Li Luo didn't care, and said calmly, "I killed someone." ”

"It's a big fart, whoever walks the rivers and lakes doesn't kill a few people, hey, the Sword Alliance is really a dog with a mouse and a nosy. Uh, who did you kill? ”

"I heard that it is the young master of the Sword Alliance."

There was a sudden silence in the dungeon, and a loud shout suddenly came from the depths of the dungeon: "Good kill!" ”

The prisoners who were imprisoned in the prison instantly became noisy, as if a piece of fat meat had been thrown into a wolf heap, full of laughter and scolding, and it was dirty and difficult to hear.

Li Luo's heart moved, not because of the foul language of these prisoners, but because of this voice in the depths of the dungeon, not a roar of anger, but a kind of joy and relief that cleared the clouds and saw the moon. Li Luo asked slowly: "I wonder if Brother Tai's sentence is good to kill if there is any other intention?" ”

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted into the depths of the dungeon in the noisy shouting of the dungeon at the moment. There are many famous masters in the rivers and lakes imprisoned here, and when they heard Li Luo's soft but not weak words, they couldn't help but be secretly surprised, they didn't expect that Li Luo was still a master of the inner family, and he was afraid that he would be better than most of the prisoners in the dungeon.

There was silence in the dungeon, and the person who spoke in the depths seemed to groan slightly, and then replied lightly: "Killing well is killing well, I have wanted to kill that miscellaneous for a long time, but I have never had a chance, but I let you take the lead." But if you kill him, I'm afraid you won't survive. ”

"Well, in a few days, when the young master of the Sword Alliance will be buried, it will also be my death." Li Luo said calmly.

"Hey, listening to your voice, you shouldn't be very old, but your mood is calm, but it's a pity, it's not worth losing your life for such a thing."

Li Luo smiled faintly and did not respond. The chaotic shouting and scolding in the dungeon has not yet dissipated, and many people are scolding at the prison where Kong Yu is being held, making great sarcasm and sarcasm, but Kong Yu has never said a word from beginning to end, as if he has become a walking corpse.

Not far from the day of Zuo Haotang's burial, the sword alliance master who led the way in the middle came once and sent some wine and food to Li Luo, knowing that Li Luo would be sacrificed with blood in the future, and the sword alliance did not treat Li Luo badly, but most of these sword alliance warriors who sent the meal did not have a good face.

What surprised Li Luo was that Ji Zhilu actually asked this thin and tall man to send a dose of injury medicine, which was a medicine to treat Li Luo's internal injuries. Li Luo couldn't guess what Ji Zhilu was thinking, and secretly surprised, but this decoction was terrible, and it was even more difficult to enter the throat than the medicine he drank in the past.

By the time Li Luo saw the light of day again, it had been many days, and Li Luo, who had been pierced by the sunlight outside the dungeon, could hardly open his eyes, and the rough and heroic goodbyes of the Iron Bear and several people echoed in his ears. Li Luo secretly laughed to himself, he had only been in the dungeon for a few days, how could he have an illusion of being with these prisoners.

In front of Zuo Haotang's tomb.

This is a sunny valley, Tibetan wind and air, there is a stream not far away, clear water. Qi is dispersed by the wind, the boundary water is stopped, the gathering is not dispersed, and the action is stopped, which is feng shui. Although the spirit here is a little smaller, it is not as good as the mausoleum of the princes and generals, but it is also a rare feng shui treasure in Xiaoxing Mountain.

Kong Yu was also there, kneeling in front of the tomb at this moment, motionless, and the twilight made people unbearable to look at directly. Li Luo sighed secretly, when he saw Kong Yu, he had never seen him stand up straight, and he always knelt on the ground humbly. Li Luo also understands that Kong Yu's backbone is only afraid that it will be gone since the day he followed Zuo Haotang, and the eldest lady uses such a person as a dead soldier, which can't help but make people sigh.

In front of the tomb knelt some children dressed in linen and filial piety, the older ones were in their teens, and the younger ones were only six or seven years old. Zuo Haotang has no heirs, and no one wears filial piety for him, so he finds some young sons from the Sword League to be filial sons, so as not to make the dead remnants unpeaceful.

There was a person kneeling near the tombstone, it was Ji Zhilu. When the people in the Sword Alliance pushed Li Luo to the tomb, Ji Zhilu just raised her eyes and glanced at Li Luo indifferently, and then quietly burned the paper money, as if Li Luo was a stranger she had never seen before.

An old man with gray hair read a lengthy eulogy, as if there were some words of praise for virtue, Li Luo didn't care, and looked at the flowers and plants in this valley attentively, not knowing if he would be buried in such a good place with flowers after his death.

After a full meal, this eulogy was read, and Li Cheng couldn't think of anything worthy of respect from the people in the Sword Alliance, perhaps because of the solemn face of the eldest lady at this time.

Just when Li Luo was dazed, a big man behind him shouted, "Kneel." With that, he raised his foot and kicked Li Luo behind his knee.

Li Luo's body flickered, easily dissolved the strength of the big man's feet, glanced back, and said with a dumb smile: "It's easy to take my life, but let me kneel to your young master." ”

"How daring." The big man was angry, and he raised his hand to teach Li Luo a lesson, but was stopped by the thin and tall man on the side, who shook his head slightly, but didn't say anything.

Li Luo bowed, thanked this person for his kindness, ignored the fierce and angry eyes of the rest of the people around him, and still had time to take a look at the beautiful scenery of Xiaoxing Mountain.

The funeral ceremony was very cumbersome, but when Li Luo was brought over, it was coming to an end, and all that remained was to use Li Luo's blood to pay tribute to the young master of the Sword Alliance.

The eldest lady's eyes were bloodshot, and she slowly looked at Li Luo.