Xue'er watched with wide eyes, she wanted to keep this bitter hatred in her heart, everything Whampoa Feilong owed to their Han family and Hua family, she would get it back.

Suddenly it was dark in front of him, and a pair of gentle hands were attached to his eyes. Ling Chen's gentle voice came from his ears: "Don't look at it." ”

"It's okay." Xue'er stubbornly pushed Ling Chen's hand away: "I can hold on." ”

The sky seemed to be still at this moment, the wind was no longer howling, people were not breathing, there was no sound, there was no noise.

The sharp blade slashed at his father's neck.

"Poof."

The blood flowed out of the sky, so red. Like a flame from hell, burning the eyes of the flying flowers. The tears had dried up, and the whole body seemed to be cursed by the demon and could not move for a minute.

Hands grip the railing tightly.

His father, the god of war of the Hua Dynasty, died under the butcher's knife of politics.

Unwilling, Feihua's anger was soaring, and she couldn't feel her nails, because she was too hard, splitting, and a little blood flowed out.

Ten fingers even heartache, but her pain is completely in her eyes.

Blood, a lot of blood.

It was the blood of his father, without a horse leather shroud, but he died at the hands of the villain.

It's not worth it. Feihua gritted her teeth, endured her headache, and continued to look at the torture table.

The father who had been thrown filth by everyone had his eyes closed on his skull, and he was really tired. The executioner continued his work.

The sound of the beating war drums has changed again.

Soothing and sad, this is a farewell to an old friend. The lamentation was moving, and many old people had fallen to the ground crying, their wrinkled faces were dissatisfied, with extreme sadness, and their shriveled lips moved: "General, general......"

A cry rang out in the crowd.

In the beginning, the sound was not loud, it was very small, so small that only a few people could hear it.

After a while, the low wail became louder and louder, alarming the black-armored royal forest soldiers on the court, and they didn't know what to do, they avoided their eyes one after another, and even they had a lot of unbearable feelings in their hearts.

On the beheading table, behind Lord Qincha, a eunuch stood up, Orchid pointed a point, and pointed in a sharp voice: "Bold, arrest all these traitors for me." ”

The black-armored Imperial Forest Army did not move, although this eunuch was the emperor's most favored person, but the highest official here was Lord Qincha.

They looked towards Lord Chincha with a serious expression on their faces.

"Father-in-law Gui, this official doesn't think it's appropriate." Lord Chincha turned his head and did not directly refute it. Instead, when he spoke, he touched the Shang Fang sword on his waist without a trace.

Shang Fang's sword, can be cut first and then played, except for the emperor, no one will be strong in front of this sword. Gonggong Gui snorted coldly, threw down his sleeves violently, and did not speak.

Who is strong and who is weak, it is immediately clear.

The black-armored guard didn't move, breathed a sigh of relief, and stood straight in place. After all, it is better to do less about the massacre of civilians.

As for whether this Lord Qincha will be harassed by Gonggong Gui after he goes back, this is not what they are considering.

The low wails of the crowd affected some of the people who looked at the bodies that had been dragged down, and there were filth of various colors left on them.

They took up their hands and looked at them in amazement, just now at the heroes who had just thrown them to defend the land.

They seem to have reflected that the man who no longer exists in this world is the guardian of this land, the legendary family, the best god of war.

No one spoke, no one left, everyone just watched in silence.

Yin Hong's blood flowed on the ground, showing the truth of that moment just now, the corpse had been dragged down, and Lord Qincha gave this veteran general who had been fighting horses for half his life, the last dignity.

Covered with a white cloth and accompanied by flowers, the severed head and body rested together and were sent to the carriage that had been prepared long ago.

All of them watched with bated breath as the old hero left.

In front of the court, many old people fainted in mourning.

The wind swirled all the way from the Dharma field, blowing the flag of "chopping". The power of grief and indignation was condensed in the air, and the nasty crows flew in the sky, making a pleasingly chirping sound that seemed to carry the power of a curse.

And in a place where people couldn't see, two figures left accordingly.

Under the clear sky, it should be bright and moving, but it is extremely dull, even worse than the strange weather of yesterday.

In front of a hut, a peach blossom tree fell all over the ground.

Xue'er in purple stood there, looking at a carriage next to her in a daze, this carriage is very wide, at least half a width wider than an ordinary carriage, the length is the same as an ordinary carriage, the curtain is low, and the wind is impermeable, just like a thief, of course, this is not a thief, no one will risk it for a lifeless corpse.

Next to the carriage stood a dozen men in cloth clothes, and the bulging muscles could be clearly seen under the clothes, and if someone lifted their arms, they could see a goshawk with wings tattooed on their right arm. Ling Chen stood in front of these dozen cloth-clothed men, explaining something with a serious expression.

More than a dozen men in cloth also listened carefully, nodding their heads from time to time.

Cher stood to the side, biting her lip and not speaking the whole time. At this time, her head was completely blank, and her father was in the carriage in front of her, and she wanted to jump on it, hug his father's body, and cry bitterly.

Father, alone on top, must be lonely.

No, maybe the stepmother is still waiting for him on Huangquan Road, and there is a ruthless brother, they will walk together at the bottom, and they will not be alone.

As for himself, he has become a lonely person in this world, with no family and no relatives.

She looked at Ling Chen in front of her, with an elegant demeanor, always a slight smile in her eyes, and just the right amount of care, which made her always feel that it was an illusion. In this world, no one will be kind to others without relatives, even many relatives, in the face of a large amount of money, will lose their minds.

Ling Chen's kindness to her was so unreal. Therefore, she prefers to believe that Ling Chen is so good to herself because of her physique and the reason why she can test the medicine. If one day, he has no use value, I am afraid that he will be like those snobbish concubines who used to be in the palace of the Chinese Dynasty.

Because of her goodness and stupidity, she was always the one who was abandoned. Especially, during that period of time, it was unbearable to look back and fall into the sorrow of the battle for the concubine.

Sad, pitiful. Cher sighed inwardly, thinking about her own thoughts.

At this time, a gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Xue'er, everything has been arranged." General Han's remains, I think how about the martyrs' graves buried in the border pass? ”

Xue'er looked over and met Ling Chen's gentle eyes, she nodded: "Everything is under the master's orders." ”

"Okay, bury General Han, and we'll go directly to Nanliao." Ling Chen thought for a while and said: "In this carriage, I used the special secret method of wolf roar seal, General Han will not be damaged in the next month, but our speed must also be fast, Huangpu Feilong may soon attack Nanliao, and it will be difficult to pass the border pass at that time." ”

Xue'er didn't have any ideas now, naturally what Ling Chen said, she was obedient, as for these state affairs, she had very little information, so she naturally listened to Ling Chen.

"Okay." She nodded: "The master is in charge, and the apprentice must obey." "Very well-behaved.

It's afternoon now, this is the edge of Xingtai County, after yesterday's bloodbath, there are very few people on this road, no one is coming to this road now, for fear of provoking those tiger-like black-armored royal forest army.

As for Ling Chen, they had already obtained a special token through special channels, but they didn't have to worry about the officers and soldiers, they only needed to pay attention to the robbers.

Ling Chen also instructed Xue'er to take some precautions, and Xue'er who listened to them one by one remembered them, so that he could rest assured.

"Again, individuals are not allowed to act on their own initiative, but to perform their duties, and when they return, the Lord will have his own reward." Ling Chen solemnly instructed the dozen or so cloth-clothed men in front of him. Only then did he wave his left hand: "Let's go." ”

"Boom Boom ......"

The flying hooves of the horses departed into the distance, bringing up a cloud of dust.

In a corner far away from Ling Chen, there stood a charcoal seller with a wrinkled face, the years had corroded his youth, and it seemed that his usual life was very hard. He casually looked at Cher in the direction they were leaving, a smile on his chapped lips.

A moment later, he had an extra bamboo cage in his hand, and an ordinary white dove was held in it. With his shriveled hands, the old man tied a strip of cloth to the pigeon's leg and released it.

Squatting down, he became an ordinary charcoal seller again, and continued his hard day.

Three days later.

In the council hall of the headquarters of the Killing Pavilion.

The Demon Sect Master, dressed in black, sat at the pear blossom wood table where he usually worked, reviewing the affairs of the pavilion.

"Knock knock." The sound of the door ringing.

The Demon Sect Master waved his hand, and the door opened, and in came a blonde man with deep eye sockets and a high nose. ”

"Oh?" The Demon Sect Master put down the things in his hand and frowned slightly: "What the hell do those people want to do?" On that day, after he left Xingtai Town, he inadvertently found many big men in the surrounding counties or counties of Xingtai County, these big men were burly, with copper faces and calm eyes, not like people from the Chinese Dynasty, but some like people from the Southern Liao.

According to their observations, these big men wandered the streets every day, and did not do anything else, and what is even more exaggerated was that they openly talked about Nanliao in restaurants, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were Nanliao people.

The relationship between Southern Liao and the Hua Dynasty has never been good, the land of Southern Liao is barren, and when it encounters a great famine, it always leads troops to invade the Hua Dynasty and rob the grain and women of the Hua Dynasty.

Their relationship is like the two N-poles of the magnetic pole, and there is never a time when they look at each other with a pleasing eye on each other. Naturally, the Demon Sect Master didn't have a good impression of Nan Liao.

In the past three days, there have always been righteous heroes who have gone to trouble these Han people who seem to be from Southern Liao. Even, some secret agents from the government began to dispatch, and judging from the information submitted by their subordinates, even the secret division also took out manpower in his busy schedule to attack these Southern Liao people.

Strangely, in three days, there was not a place in the hand. Whether it is the government or the people in the rivers and lakes, all of them have failed, they either can't find the whereabouts of these mysterious men, or they have just found them and they have fled.

Originally, it was not a strange thing for the Southern Liao people to come to the Chinese Dynasty, but it was indeed strange that there were so many Southern Liao people who always fled. The people of Southern Liao have always been relatively strong, and they would rather die in battle than take a step back.

Judging from the movement of these Han people, it seems that they were going to go through the Hua Dynasty but the Southern Dynasty on the other side of the Yangtze River. I don't know what I want to do, I'm afraid that Whampoa Feilong will also guess it, that old guy is so suspicious, it is estimated that he can't sleep again in the past few days.

After thinking about it for a while, I still don't have an idea.

Yu Chen reported on the side, but there was no substantive information. Mysterious organization, what kind of organization is it, there is a high probability that it may be an organization from the Southern Liao Kingdom.

To be able to have so many masters and outstanding subordinates in terms of cooperation, that organization is not simple. For some reason, the elegant man he saw in Xingtai County appeared in front of him, with extraordinary momentum and couldn't see the depth. General Han's daughter was next to him, and the relationship was not ordinarily close.

So...... An idea strikes in my head. Could it be that these big men are just bait, they really want to ensure safety, there are other things or others, it is more likely to be General Han, is General Han still alive?

It is impossible, the secret talks in Xingtai County have already been transmitted, but General Han has been beheaded. The Demon Sect Master touched his chin with his right hand, and his eyes swept casually, just in time to see the strip of cloth.

"Huh."

In a flash of inspiration, it turned out that this was their purpose. A playful smile appeared on the corner of the Demon Sect Master's mouth, which made Yu Chen, who was standing below, confused.