Outside the Imperial City, the Noon Gate Execution Ground.

The mottled stone bricks, after thousands of years of vicissitudes, have been dyed a deep dark red by countless blood.

Once, the imperial court wanted to renovate the Wumen Execution Ground.

They lifted the stone bricks, only to find that the entire stone bricks had been stained red with blood.

Even the dirt thrown under the stone bricks took on a dark red color and exuded a strong smell of blood.

It wasn't until seven or eight meters deep underground that the blood red color gradually faded.

What is even more terrifying is that all the workers who participated in the repair of the Wumen Execution Ground, without exception, died violently one after another a few days later.

This is a place of death, the most terrifying place of death in Yujing City.

Even if it is a beheading to show the public, it must be picked at noon, and at the moment when the yang energy is the strongest, the executioner can only cut it down with a murderous aura.

However!

The returning Tang family Yingjie stood with his sword in his hand, like death descending, and stood on the execution platform of the noon gate execution ground for three whole days!

No eating, no drinking, no sleeping!

The whole person is like a sculpture, like a rock, just standing with a sword, rain or shine!

By the third day.

On his body, a layer of white dust accumulated, and even the long black hair looked white, like an old man with the vicissitudes of rotten wood.

"It's been three days, is he an immortal? he doesn't need to eat, he doesn't need to drink, he doesn't need to sleep, he doesn't even need to move. ”

A passer-by, standing in the distance, asked with a shocked face.

On the third day, there were already many people around the noon gate execution ground, but they were stopped by soldiers in iron armor, and only the strong people at the grandmaster level could enter to watch the battle!

He has stepped into the realm of a martial arts master, let alone three days, even if he doesn't eat or drink for ten days, it's fine!"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a calm expression walked out.

It was Chen Kun, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy of Yunshan Academy, who looked at Tang Pengfei on the execution table with a solemn face.

"Martial Arts, Martial Dao Grandmaster, how old is he, I'm afraid he's not even thirty years old!" the man asked puzzled.

Even the most layman understands what the words "Martial Arts Grandmaster" mean.

Once you become a martial arts master, no matter what your previous status or status, you can immediately become an official and enjoy the glory and wealth.

Just like Chen Kun in front of him, he was originally just a commoner, but now he is the noble Dean Chen.

"So, he's a genius, a real genius!"

Lu Shen was wearing a heavy armor, holding a broadsword weighing dozens of catties, and his whole body was full of iron-blooded killing aura.

"Brother Chen, your lifting student, it's better not to come today!" Lu Shen patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and sighed.

A kendo master who is less than thirty years old, and he comes from the powerful Ten Thousand Swords Pool, and he even worships a sword saint as a teacher.

Not to mention a small martial artist, even if the two of them play, I am afraid that they will lose more and win less, and there is not much chance of winning.

"Amitabha, Master Yi Xiao, I shouldn't be here today!" The Deadwood Zen Master clasped his hands together, still with the same expression of the ancient well.

If he dares to come, it will be a dead end.

This point is clear to everyone present.

No one is optimistic about Yi Chen.

"Today is the third day, and it's almost noon, why hasn't he come yet?" Wei Liang said impatiently.

"Hmph, it's strange that he dares to come? Just the kung fu of that three-legged cat, take your head to fight the third young master of the Tang family?"

"Waste, it's really a waste! Even his own woman can't be saved when she sees death. ”

And Zhao Zihao, who was on the side, kept his eyes on Shangguan Wan'er on the stage, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

He fell in love with Shangguan Wan'er very early and wanted to rely on the power of the Shangguan family to become an official.

However, there was never a chance.

That day, when he heard about Yi Chen's marriage contract with Shangguan Wan'er, he was so angry that he almost smashed the whole family.

"Hehe, eight steps into poetry, both civil and military? How good are you, how about your literary style, haven't you become a bad seed now, and have become a joke in the entire capital?"

Lin Tiancheng sneered, as if he had finally taken revenge.

"My eldest brother is not a waste, not a bad seed!"

Suddenly, an angry roar rang out.

It's thunder.

His face was full of anger, and the muscles in his body were shaking suddenly.

Now that he is cultivating real Tai Chi, his strength is no longer the thunderous one he used to be.

The muscles of the whole body are strong, the contours are well-defined, and even the height is several inches taller.

That powerful momentum came out with a loud shout, which frightened passers-by to avoid it.

"He's not a waste, you're a waste? If your eldest brother doesn't show up in the morning, your future sister-in-law will die and die on the spot." ”

"You brother, why are you still standing now, shouldn't you rescue your sister-in-law?"

Seeing the thunder appear, Lin Tiancheng's eyes flashed, and he was immediately bewitched.

"yes, you haven't gone up to save people, are you going to watch her die?"

"Don't say it, why are you talking this nonsense? His eldest brother is already a waste, a bad seed, and his younger brother is even more waste, even more bad seed, that's not a matter of course!"

"Hahaha...... That's right, a bunch of waste, even a woman can't be saved. If I were you, I would have been killed long ago. ”

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Several young people understood what Lin Tiancheng meant, and immediately followed suit.

"Shut up! Shut up for me! My eldest brother is definitely not a waste, nor is he a seed!"

"I'll get people out now!"

Lei Dong gritted his teeth, his eyes were solemn and firm, and his right hand slowly stretched out to the saber on his waist.

He knew that if he went, he would definitely never go back.

The road ahead is a dead end!

But even if it's a dead end, he has to go!

After all, if there was no Yi Chen's shot at the beginning, there would be no thunder today. I'm afraid that even his sister is still performing in Yanyulou, and she may be forced to sell herself one day.

This kindness, he must repay!

"Big brother, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll never see you again. If I die on stage, I must take care of my sister. ”

"And!"

"Every year on the death day, pour me a few more pots of wine. ”

Lei Dong was talking to himself as if there was no one around.

His voice was trembling, his body was trembling, his steps were shaking, and he couldn't walk steadily.

Fear!

He is also afraid of death, very afraid of death!

However, he is still moving forward step by step.

One step further is the army blockade.

"Let's go, go on, you shouldn't be scared, right?"

"Tsk, I thought it was a man, but it turned out to be a bad seed!"

"Why don't you leave? You're just pretending, aren't you?"

"Alas, I know, how dare you have that kind of guts, you better go home and drink milk!"

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