As the rumble spread, on the other side of the cross, several guards naturally gave way to a passage, in this passage, a young man in gorgeous clothes walked slowly, behind him, there were three middle-aged men in still gorgeous clothes, like bodyguards, guarding the young man in front.

This young man Mo Yiming knew that it was the prince of Nanming.

"Bad guys!" Seeing the appearance of the prince of Nanming, Xiaojun subconsciously hid behind Mo Yiming, it was obvious that the humiliation of the prince of Nanming to Xiaojun on weekdays had long been unforgettable and soaked into the bone marrow.

The prince of Nanming walked to a clearing not far from the cross, where two guards had brought a heavy chair, made of gold, which looked extremely extravagant.

The prince of Nanming did it, and he gave a look like one of the guards.

As if the guard had received a will, he nodded, and his voice echoed through the passage on the ground: "Rise...... Traitor! ”

As the sound echoed, a series of chains suddenly sounded in the passage, and with this sound, a square cage slowly rose from inside.

This cage is made of iron pillars, but there is something hard inside it, and before it touches it, it feels indestructible just by looking at it!

And at this moment in this cage, an old man with a disheveled hair was sitting in it, his hands and feet were bound by thick iron chains, and the iron chains should be of the same material as the cage.

"Grandpa!"

Xiao Jun recognized the old man at once, even if he was a little stupid, he noticed something, roared and his eyes moistened instantly, and when he was about to rush out, he suddenly found that he couldn't take a step away.

And in fact, before this, Mo Yiming sent out the power of cultivation to envelop Xiaojun around him, restraining him, so that he could only move within this power of cultivation, unable to step out of this invisible power of cultivation, even if it was his voice, it could not be transmitted.

"Brother Yiming, let me out, I want to save grandpa!" Xiaojun cried and asked Mo Yiming to let him out.

Listening to Xiao Jun's words, Mo Yiming's heart was also extremely sour, his eyes were red, and he began to moisten. But he didn't release the small army, he knew that if the small army rushed out now, it would definitely be taken down by the prince of Nanming, and when the time came, they would all have to die!

He promised Wang Lao that as long as he was there, Xiaojun would not be fine.

At this moment, the passage on the ground slowly closed again, and the cage fell on the passage, and there was a wave of ripple with a bang.

The three middle-aged men standing beside the prince of Nanming, one by one, looked indifferent, walked to the general of this cage, and the sleeves of his clothes were waved out at the same time, and the cage slowly opened with a bang, and the old man in it did not seem to have any power to resist, with a look of despair and disappointment, his body was lifted by an invisible force, and floated to the cross.

Immediately, I saw that the three monks pinched the formula with five fingers, as if they were silently reciting some mantra, and between their fingers on the cross, iron chains suddenly derived from the cross, and firmly tied the body of the old man to it.

At this moment, the discussion in the crowd became louder and louder, and most of them did not feel sorry for Wang Lao, but made a strong accusation.

"Damn, this traitor actually colluded with the people of the Northern Wilderness!"

"Dare to offend the prince of Nanming, it's really bold!"

"This Wang Lao usually looks like a kind person, but he didn't expect to collude with the Northern Wilderness and be a traitor, he is really unseemly!"

"This kind of person, it's not enough to die a hundred times!"

……

Yichen stood in the crowd, listening to these noisy discussions, confused. He obviously didn't know Wang Lao, but he also roughly knew from Mo Yiming's mouth that Wang Lao should not be that kind of person. More importantly, offending the prince of the Southern Ming Dynasty and colluding with the Northern Wilderness, how are the two connected? And these people's discussions are not groundless, this kind of discussion must be the crime of Nanming General Wang Lao, which has already been announced, presumably Wang Lao has been on that land for a long time.

"Yichen Sect Master." Just when Yichen was puzzled, next to him, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, which made him stunned, and when he turned his head to look, he suddenly saw a person wearing a hat.

Although he couldn't see this person's face, Yichen knew who this person was, and this person was Nanming Fairy, You Shicicada.

You Shiciao's words were transmitted by her with an invisible power of cultivation, and only fell into Yichen's ears.

At the same time, Yichen also used an invisible power of cultivation, turning into words and falling into the ears of You Shicicada: "Nanming Fairy, what is going on?" ”

You Shiciao's words came out: "This matter is wronged. Wang Lao is a substitute for the dead ghost this time. ”

You Shicicada's words made Yichen even more confused.

You Shician said: "A few days ago, some secret bases in Nanming were destroyed by people in the Northern Wilderness. After being ascertained by the lord of Nanming City, the traitor of Nanming City was the prime minister. It's just that the city lord of Nanming has always attached great importance to Shangguan Ce, and the ministers in the city all know that Shangguan Ce is very valued by the city lord of Nanming. But in order to seal the mouths of others, after the Nanming City Lord secretly executed Shangguan Ce, he had to find someone to announce the world for the dead ghost to convince others. ”

And it happened that a few days ago, the prince of Nanming came to complain, saying that Wang Lao Mu had no prince, and for the sake of a servant, he contradicted him a few words. Thereupon...... Wang Lao became a substitute for the dead. You Shician told the ins and outs of the matter in one breath.

"I see, it's really a good person who doesn't live long." Yichen sighed.

"Sect Master Yichen, you and Mo Yiming must not act rashly, this time the punishment of the verdict, although there are three powerhouses of the Transforming Spirit, there are still a large number of Transformation Cultivators in this Yang City."

When Yichen heard this, he immediately felt wary and jealous in his heart. He knew very well that after becoming a god, he was a monk who turned into a spirit. There are so many Soul Cultivators here, if they really fight each other, they may not necessarily reap any benefits.

"Don't worry, I came this time to watch Mo Yiming and not let him act rashly."

"That's good, I can't stay here longer, so I'll leave first." Nanming Fairy said.

"Thank you Fairy Nanming for reminding me." Yichen said, there was no longer the figure of Nanming Fairy.

At this moment, on the side of the cross, an old man came up, holding a bamboo slip in his hand. I don't know what is written in it.

He looked up at the sky, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Old man Wang reluctantly raised his head, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to contain endless ridicule, he looked at these people, and for a while he didn't know why these people believed in Nanming City Lord so much, and instantly felt sad for these people.

And during this inspection, he suddenly noticed that in this crowd, the two people wearing hats, one person, were struggling and could not get out.

Ling a person wearing a hat, seeing that the figure looked like a god, immediately recognized this person, and he knew that this person was Mo Yiming.

Under this look, Wang Lao suddenly deduced that the person who was struggling was Xiao Jun.

He knew that Xiaojun was being stopped by Mo Yiming, and this was exactly what he thought.

He didn't want anything to happen to Mo Yiming, let alone anything to happen to Xiaojun, he knew that if Mo Yiming made a move at this moment, he would definitely be killed by the monks here. The army will have no one to take care of in the future. In his lifetime, he can see Xiaojun for the last time, and he seems to have no regrets.

The fusion of his gaze immediately blended with Mo Yiming, which made Mo Yiming's figure tremble suddenly, and he felt how useless he was for a while. Seeing the people around him, waiting for death, he couldn't do anything about it.

Xiaojun struggled hard under the power of this cultivation. His tears kept flowing down, he saw Wang Lao's kind and kind eyes, saw those familiar eyes, and for a while, the scenes of the past and Wang Lao got along clearly echoed in his mind.

At this moment, he roared hysterically: "Please, Brother Yiming, let me out, I want to save grandpa!" ”

Mo Yiming didn't answer him, because now he didn't know how to tell Xiaojun, listening to his cry, tears had already slipped from the corners of Mo Yiming's eyes. The grief and helplessness in his heart are no less than those of Xiaojun.

Wang Lao seemed to know Mo Yiming's helplessness, and shook his head on the cross, as if to tell Xiaojun that he must not be willful. And at this moment, two lines of tears involuntarily slipped from the corners of his eyes......