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Why?

The official twisted his neck with difficulty, looking at Peng Wanli with a hideous face, the blood had blocked his trachea, and he could only open and close silently.

"If you don't die, how can I be truly free. ”

Peng Wan's expression was cold, and he pulled out the ghost head knife, and the blood of the official shot out like a fountain.

"You... ”

Seeing Peng Wanli's outburst, the other official couldn't help but change his complexion, his eyes flashed a trace of hesitation, and he became decisive in an instant.

Not caring about the life and death of his companions, the severed-arm servant turned around and swept in the direction of Situ Xing's departure.

"Humph!"

Peng Wanli smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, and strode after him without any hesitation.

The severed-arm servant listened to the wind behind him, and his eyes couldn't help flashing an anxious look. In terms of martial arts, he was not Peng Wanli's opponent in the first place.

What's more, now one arm is injured by a rattan, and there is no need for strength at all.

"Kill!"

Peng Wanli's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he took two steps and one step at a time, and caught up with the head and covered his head.

Bite!

The iron ruler in the hand of the severed arm official rose, and the ghost head knife hit the iron ruler, and a string of sparks appeared.

The huge strength made the official's mouth crack, and his face couldn't help but turn white.

"Kill!"

Peng Wanli was unforgiving, and he was stabbed diagonally.

Boom!

The Devil's Head Knife was swung again.

The officer's face became even paler, and his palms began to tremble, and the iron ruler was a little unable to hold it.

"Die!"

Peng Wanli's figure jumped up and slashed down with a fierce knife.

The severed arm official rolled in embarrassment, so that he was not cut in half with a knife, but the iron ruler had already been thrown aside.

"You can't kill me, Yan Zhutou won't let you go, Situ is our henchman. ”

The severed-arm official looked at Peng Wanli with a desperate face, and shouted anxiously.

"Situ and I have no grievances, chasing and killing him is just an expedient measure to deal with the strict arrest of the head, where is it a danger to the henchmen. ”

Peng Wanli looked at the severed arm official with disdain, and said a little coldly.

"It's you, you don't die, my heart is really uneasy. ”

"You, you, you can't do this, Yan Zhutou will not let you go. ”

The severed-arm officer stared at the ground with his legs in some fright, twisted his body, crawled on the ground, and tried to distance himself from Peng Wanli.

"If you kill me, you won't live. ”

"Don't you know that there is a craft in the rivers and lakes, called disguise?"

Peng Wanli sneered disdainfully, and looked at the severed arm servant with some pity. The corners of his mouth turned up, and he said coldly.

"Now, it's time for you to hit the road with peace of mind. ”

"Don't!"

The severed-arm officer's foot kicked and pounded on the ground, raising a large cloud of sand and dirt, trying to affect Peng Wanli's vision. And his body rolled backwards in a bit of embarrassment.

Press one arm to the ground and use the force of the rebound to rush forward.

Phew!

Peng Wanli's ghost head knife swept and cut through the clothes of the severed arm servant, revealing a white hideous wound that opened like a baby's mouth, and blood gushed out instantly, staining all the back red.

"Whew!"

The severed arm officer didn't care about the injury behind him, gritted his teeth, burst out the strength of his whole body, and ran forward desperately.

"Kill!"

Peng Wanli's ghost-headed knife flew out, piercing the soapy clothes of the servants, running through the entire body from the back, revealing a section of the knife body on the chest, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"You dare to kill the official, Yan Zhutou will not let you go. ”

The severed-arm servant threw himself to the ground, and the gooey blood came out, staining a large area of the land red.

"It's just a non-ranked officer, what kind of bullshit official are you. ”

Peng Wanli looked at the dead servant, spat fiercely, pulled out the bloody steel knife, rubbed it on the officer's clothes, and said with some disdain.

"Raiding homes and robbing houses, attacking and killing officials, your sins are really too numerous to mention, and you should be killed. ”

"The tiger is out of custody, and the turtle jade is destroyed in the box, whose fault is it?"

Situ Xing stood on the mound in the distance, looking at Peng Wanli, who was disposing of the corpse, and couldn't help but think of a sentence in the "Analects", although it is a Confucian classic, but in Situ Xing's view, there is also some legal principle in it.

The tiger ran out of the cage, Baoyu was damaged in the box, whose fault was it?

It's a matter of the guards, and the protectors.

This Peng Wanli should be killed, but the seriousness of releasing his head should be killed.

Peng Wanli also seemed to feel the presence of Situ Xing, his waist straightened suddenly, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the mound in the distance with some suspicion.

Someone snooped.

Enmity!

As a one-legged thief, Peng Wanli's intuition is very sensitive, and it is with this intuition that he has escaped several roundups by the government.

"Hasn't Situ left yet?"

Peng Wanli looked at the small mound and was a little suspicious in his heart.

"Or is it serious, and the back hand is arranged. ”

"Who is it?"

Looking at Peng Wanli, who was covered in blood and murderous, Situ turned around and disappeared into the shadows.

As the Analects says, it is not the tiger's responsibility to escape from the cage, but the guards.

Now is not the time to kill Peng Wanli.

Peng Wanli looked at the mound in the distance with some surprise, the feeling that made him feel palpitations disappeared invisibly, and after a tea time, there was no movement at the mound.

He then had the courage to move over.

The mound is small in size, but only a few feet in circumference, and there are no trees to obstruct it, so you can see the whole picture at a glance.

Situ Xing had already left, so he naturally didn't see it.

But he still found a pair of footprints in the shadows.

He had a little relieved heart, and he lifted it up again.

。。。

Situ Xing grabbed a whistle stick in his hand and brushed away the dead grass in front of him.

Occasionally, there were one or two colorful poisonous snakes, and his head was instantly shattered.

Worried that the venomous snake's motor nerves were not dead and would break out and hurt people, Situ used the tip of a wooden stick to press the snake's head into the sand.

Chen Xuyan, who was dressed in black, stood on the top of the cliff as high as a thousand blades, looking extremely high, and saw the Situ Punishment below the cliff, like a frightened bird, a cruel and bloodthirsty smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Tribulation, such a strong calamity. ”

Situ Xing's body stiffened suddenly, and a black calamity appeared in his eyes, and this calamity was wrapped around his body, no matter how he dodged, there was no way to get rid of it.

"Life and death!"

Situ Xing glanced at the top of the cliff as high as a thousand blades in the distance, and could faintly see the figure of a person.

It was this person who came from the calamity.

Without any hesitation, Situ Xing's body shot out suddenly, like a dexterous ape, leaping among the trees.

"Such a sensitive sense of smell, but it's a pity... ”

Looking at Situ Xing, who was like an antelope and fled in a hurry, Chen Xuyan sneered, and actually jumped off the cliff, and the black cloak made of unknown materials on his body instantly opened one by one, forming two huge wings, and under the impetus of the air current, it seemed to be a black bat, gliding down from a high altitude.