As soon as his words fell, behind the thousands of tablets in the ancestral temple, an old sigh suddenly came.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the old man in white walked out slowly on crutches.

"Keep people under the knife!" he raised a hand, "I am the elder of Luo Kongmen, and I am willing to exchange this body for their lives." ”

"Since you're willing to come out, let's let them go for the time being. The black-clad leader waved his hand, causing the killers around him to take two steps back.

The man, who was still angry, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground without any image.

"Don't get too excited. The black-clothed leader Pi Xiaorou smiled and said, "What we want is that there is no one left in Luo Kongmen, as far as I know, there is more than one elder left in this Luo Kongmen, right?"

All of a sudden, the captives' eyes refocused on the face of the old man in white.

The palm of the old man in white, holding a cane, clenched imperceptibly.

He stared down at the blood on the ground, which was left by his Luo Kongmen disciples, and in the ancestral temple behind him, there were still a dozen or so young lives still alive.

Even though they are all prepared to sacrifice themselves for morality, they are all juniors he knows, so how easy is it for him to hand over their lives with his own hands?

What's more, this is Luo Kongmen's last breath.

Sticking to the remnants of Luo Kongmen for more than 20 years, in the end, will this century-old foundation still be broken in his hands?

The old man in white was silent for too long, and the leader in black was impatient.

"If we don't achieve our goal today, no one here will want to live. He gave the order, and the killers' cold blades were once again on the captives' necks.

The sharp weapon that had finally been withdrawn returned, and the group of captives broke out in crying again, and some people cried and shouted: "Elder, please do well, I really don't want to die!"

If one person speaks first, the rest will naturally follow suit.

"Me too, I still have family waiting for me to go back"

"Ask the elders and good people to do it to the end, and we will not forget your great grace."

"Don't panic, everyone!" At this moment, another voice interjected loudly, "Luo Kongmen is the head of the righteous path of my rivers and lakes, and the elder will definitely not give up on us!"

It turned out that it was still the man at the front, he changed his previous abusive appearance, and couldn't help apologizing, "Just now I misunderstood Luo Kongmen in a hurry, and I begged the elder not to remember the villain, and the villain is willing to give the adult a grass ring in the next life to repay!"

This attitude changed so quickly that even the Wind Spirits hiding in the shadows couldn't stand it.

It scolded, "How can there be such a shameless person in this world?

Bang Xi only felt that his heart was as if he was being roasted on the fire, and every minute and every second here was extremely tormented.

The old man in white clenched his teeth, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

Suddenly, there was a strange movement in the ancestral temple, and a group of people rushed out regardless of the obstruction, kneeling and kowtowing to him.

It turned out that I don't know when, the people of Changming Pavilion had already shouted inside again, saying that they were just fighting the trapped beasts now, and these ordinary people were no better than cultivators, and staying in it would always be death, so it was better to come out and earn a way to live for themselves.

"How can people's hearts be selfish like this? The elders sacrificed their lives for righteousness, obviously protecting them!"

Luo Kongmen is trying his best to protect the people, but now he wants Luo Kongmen to die, what kind of tattered truth is this?

The pleading sound in his ears was endless, and the old man in white took a deep breath, he had already made a decision.

His gaze crossed the crowd and looked directly at the silver-haired man behind him who didn't say a word, he knew that this person was the leader of the Changming Pavilion tonight.

"I want you to promise not to hurt anyone who has nothing to do with my Luo Kongmen!"

The silver-haired man's eyes were gloomy, and he spoke slowly, word by word, "I promise." ”

Only Bang Xi understands how heavy his guarantee is.

"Well, I believe you. The old man in white took a deep breath again, pinched his hands and chanted silently, and in a short time, the impregnable barrier of the ancestral temple disappeared.

The killers of Changming Pavilion swarmed in and quickly caught all the Luo Kongmen people inside.

Looking at the familiar faces one after another, being pressed by the people of Changming Pavilion to pass in front of him, the old man in white looked up to the sky and sighed, and suddenly burst into tears.

"In this life, I am worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of morality, and only worthy of you. His eyes were full of sorrow, "Now take the lead and find the way for you!"

After that, the crutches hit the heart like lightning.

"Elder!"

"Elder!"

This accident stunned all the disciples of Luo Kongmen, and they watched in amazement as the old man fell down in an instant, and his breath was cut off.

The blood that spurted out of the elder's mouth was like a blooming red plum, rendering his dust-free white robe a bright color.

"What did we Luo Kongmen do wrong?" a disciple roared at the people beside him, "You say, where are we sorry for you?!"

The person who was still praying for him to die one moment ago was frightened by his momentum the next moment, and shouted: "You can't hurt me, you can't hurt me, your sect has regulations, you can't hurt the weak."

The disciple's angry expression froze, and his face twitched suddenly, and he staggered back a few steps.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" he laughed as he retreated, and finally laughed so hard that tears came out, and everyone around him looked at him in horror, thinking that he must be crazy.

The disciple looked up at the sky, "How unfair is the sky?

Yan Lie silently looked away.

The disciple repeated the phrase "how unfair the sky is" three times, and then slammed headlong into the stone pillar of the ancestral temple, and in an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and he died headlong in front of the tablets of thousands of ancestors.

The tablet was silent, only one name, silently looking.

Soon, the other disciples of Luo Kongmen also followed in his footsteps, and the killers raised their knives and fell, and blood lines gushed out strange arcs in the air.

She didn't look at it, she buried her face between the palms of her hands, exerted all her strength, and shouted silently.

"Report to your lordship, Luo Kongmen has been destroyed. After the statistics of his subordinates, he came to tell Yan Lie.

"It's a good burial. He commanded lightly, and there was no further answer.

The subordinate had to ask cautiously again: "What about these prisoners?"

Yan Lie raised his eyes and swept over these frightened people, "Let it go." He said indifferently, with a faint disgust in his detached eyes.

"Yes. "The subordinates received the order and carried it out immediately.

The people who were freed, of course, hurried down the mountain in disgrace.

Yan Lie didn't even have the desire to look at them more, but it seemed that someone had noticed something and suddenly drank one of the people.

"You, stop!"

Yan Lie casually swept his eyes, and his gaze suddenly deepened.

Xiao Xia's words: This chapter was deleted, rewritten, and rewritten for four hours, and my heart was congested.

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