Killing the head of the family can not only exonerate the crime, but also roast the whole sheep to eat.

What was a real joke a few months ago is still a joke today.

It's just a few months ago that when I said this, everyone in the world would laugh. And now, when this joke is said, only Zhou Zhe can laugh.

Since that day, the disciples who took their heads down the mountain to surrender to Cheng almost beat the heads of the two sects on the mountain because of a medium-sized sheep, and the cronies knew that one sheep a day, maybe it won't be long before the sheep is saved and replaced with roast chicken.

The physical, stamina, and willpower of the sect disciples in the mountains were no longer able to launch any effective counterattack due to the lack of food. Moreover, they had to beware of the sneak attacks of the disciples of other sects at any time, and their humanity was vividly expressed at this moment. Under the hunger and the need to survive, all bullshit, benevolence, morality, and master's brotherhood have been left behind, and the only thing left is for the killer to live, and for the killed to die.

And the reason for killing and being killed may just be for a way down the mountain, a wild fruit that can be fed.

Several heads, and deacons also understood that it was not a way to go on like this. If you hide their private meat, they may be the next to be unlucky.

"All this meat will be distributed to you, you can't go as a teacher, you can go down the mountain by yourself! Take my head, presumably, Zhou Zhe will not embarrass you. The yellow-clothed head looked sad, divided the roasted meat, and pushed it to the disciples under the door.

"Master. A few sincere disciples wept and knelt down in front of the yellow-clothed master, hugging the yellow-clothed master and crying sadly.

The other disciples had already rushed to the barbecue in front of them.

The sad look on the face of the yellow-clothed head at this moment was not fake, but a heartfelt sadness and deep chill. The sad thing is that the words he said before, there are so many disciples who are indifferent, just to share the meat, and the chill is the fear from the heart after feeling the cruelty of Zhou Zhe's methods.

He grabbed the disciples who were holding him in front of his lap with his hand: "You are all good children, and you can't stand up to you as a teacher." ”

"Master, you raised me and waited until I grew up, and I became what I am today, how can I do something that is intolerable to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!" A disciple not only cried, but also grieved and angry with other fellow disciples who didn't care about the life or death of the yellow-clothed head to compete for the oily barbecue.

The head of the yellow cloth smiled sadly: "I Mei Cheng never imagined that my dignified Yipintang would fall to such a point." Sad, ridiculous. ”

"Hahahaha! sad! ridiculous! hahahaha"

Smiling and smiling, Mei Cheng's tears slipped from his eyes, his sect, his inheritance, and his pride were wiped out at this moment, there were countless possibilities in life, he couldn't have imagined it, in the end, the mountain gate he had operated for many years, and the disciples he had cultivated for many years, were not as good as the barbecue in front of him.

After the disciples who were vying for the barbecue were feasting, they didn't know how to get Mei Cheng's head, so that they could go down the mountain in exchange for a chance to work again. But at this moment, the abdomen was like a burning fire, accompanied by colic, and the hands and feet twitched uncontrollably.

"Yes. . . Poison!!" A disciple roared with a distorted face, and then, black poisonous blood flowed from his nostrils and fell to the ground, while his limbs were still twitching uncontrollably. Some of the other disciples who had eaten the barbecue also fell to the ground, while some of those who had just eaten the barbecue were frantically spitting up.

"This... The group of disciples who were still crying beside Mei Cheng were really stunned when they saw this, it turned out that their master had left such a hand.

Think about it, a Mei Cheng's head is only worth ten people to exonerate, how many people are here?

"Master!" several people are now dead even their senior brothers, and their master is the culprit of all this. How can you not be sad in your heart?

Mei Cheng sighed, took out a box from his arms and opened it, and more than a dozen warm natural spirit stones appeared in front of several disciples with a warm yellow light.

"It's really impossible to leave as a teacher, so you can stay on your body with these dozen or so natural spirit stones! One day, if you have the opportunity, you should reopen the mountain gate and pass on my mastery. I sent a peerless study of the Frozen Thousands of Miles from the Cold Summer Ningdong Pool, one of the eight great demon spirit guards of the ancients. Mei Cheng said this, with pride from the bottom of his heart on his face, "People can die, and the mountain gate can be destroyed, but as long as the inheritance continues, we will not live this scene in vain." ”

After speaking, he got up and divided the dozen or so natural spirit stones equally among the six disciples. Just as several disciples were crying with the spirit stone, Mei Cheng took out the knife in his arms and wiped it on his neck.

"Master!" the disciples raised their hands to stop it, but it was too late, and the knife was already rapidly wiping towards the neck.

"Frozen for thousands of miles. One of the fastest disciples directly resorted to the Peerless Technique, and in an instant, Mei Cheng's arm became frosty, and the knife had already cut his neck, almost killing him.

Several disciples took the knife with their hands and feet, and it took a long time to stop the bleeding to save Mei Cheng's neck.

Mei Cheng looked sad: "You, why is this so painful." I can't live as a teacher anyway. Zhou Zhe, he didn't want to let any head of the family live at all!"

"Master, there must be a way, there must be one. A disciple pleaded with a sad face.

And Mei Cheng was unmoved: "Since your senior sister participated in the assassination of Yang Jue, she is destined to fight with Tianshu endlessly, with Zhou Zhe's ruthless methods, how can you tolerate me?"

There was silence for a long time, only sobbing remained.

A disciple seemed to have caught something important, "Master, Zhou Zhe really doesn't want to let us live, but others may not be willing." ”

Mei Cheng shook his head: "I only see until today that in front of the four major factions and Dasheng, our small sects are just chess pieces, if Zhou Zhe wants my life, no matter whose face it is." ”

This disciple still didn't want to give up even a glimmer of hope, and he pleaded: "Master, the mountain pass in the south should be the hanging Cheng Luoluo and the severe cold of the Qiankun Gate. In the past, if we are like-minded, there may not be no hope, and we should think twice!

"Think twice, Master!" The other disciples also fell to the ground together, unwilling to give up even if there was only a glimmer of hope.

Mei Cheng closed his eyes, and it took a long time to open his eyes: "That's it! ”

That night, the few of them took the heads of their fellow disciples and came to the mountain pass in the south.

Today, there is a well-established process for receiving defectors.

Report the name, sign the detach, hand over the head, check if it is fresh, and then bring the forbidden spirit ring, control.

But when the group of them reported their way, the centurion did not dare to be careless, and immediately went to report to Jiao's army, and at the same time put the forbidden army on guard.

"Are they going to surrender to Cheng Luoluo, the Hanging Mountain?" Jiao Dajun squinted slightly, listening to the centurion's report. Sneered

"Hmph! Okay! I'll see what Cheng Luoluo is going to do. You go, tell Cheng Luoluo about this, bring people over, and leave the rest alone. ”

The centurion hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you want to go to the eastern mountain pass to inform the Marquis of Zhongyong?"

Jiao Dajun nodded: "Well, after you send someone over, you will send someone to run." ”

After speaking, Jiao Dajun stopped caring and continued to study crickets, the military camp is really boring now, and Zhou Zhe is not around, so he can't drink wantonly, so he can only play with crickets to pass the time.

And here, Cheng Luoluo was told that Mei Cheng and a few disciples were going to surrender to her, and suddenly one head and two big.

Accepting Toucheng is tantamount to robbing Zhou Zhe's cake and tearing his face.

If he didn't accept the surrender, then the people of the world still thought that the Hanging Mountain was afraid of him Zhou Zhe, where would he put this face? Who else would dare to surrender him to the Hanging Mountain in the future?

"Young master, I think we can accept it, we have few people here, and there are just a few thugs. A member of the Hanging Nine Stars in brocade suggested.

Cheng Luoluo frowned: "You think it's too simple, do you think Zhou Zhe can't think that someone will do this? ”

The man in brocade was reprimanded by Cheng Luoluo and stopped talking.

"Go and inform Zhou Zhe, just say that I have something important to discuss. "Even if Cheng Luoluo is good at cultivating qi, at this moment, he is not angry, this Mei Cheng, if he doesn't vote early or late, at this time, it's just her making trouble.

Zhou Zhe originally enjoyed a barbecue feast while receiving the baptism of starlight, and at the same time blowing water to each other with his cronies, but when the news of Jiao Dajun and Cheng Luoluo arrived, he smiled sincerely.

Si Shengnan has always been by his side, looking at Zhou Zhe's smile and asking curiously: "Zhou Zhe, you are smiling so happily, who is in trouble?"

Zhou Zhe touched his nose, am I such a gloating person?

"Oh! Mei Cheng, one of the heads of Yipintang, actually took his disciples to Cheng Luoluo, wanting to save his life, Si... Si Shengnan, what do you think?"

He originally wanted to call the head of the company, but now, the head of the house is not worth much, and a roasted whole sheep can change the head of the head of the house.

Si Shengnan thought for a moment and smiled slightly: "You killed Mei Cheng, you can't get past the face of the Hanging Mountain, and it is inevitable that some people will say that you are narrow-minded." If you don't kill, Yu Yi won't be able to get by, Yang Jue is your senior brother, but you will laugh at the enemy. ”

Zhou Zhe seemed to joke: "Then is it better for me to kill or not to kill?"

Si Shengnan also smiled: "If you want him to die, just give him to your senior sister Li Jiuyang." If you want him to live, give him to the emperor. ”

Zhou Zhe looked around carefully, except for Wang Rui and Liu Maosheng, there were no outsiders, "You are so unoptimistic about the emperor's character, he won't feel sorry for his daughter to help her?"

Si Shengnan turned his back and held the bonfire: "That's the emperor, not his father." ”

Zhou Zhe understood, Si Shengnan also brought it into his own life, so he had such considerations. However, this Mei Cheng is a good touchstone, instead of killing it casually, it is better to see what he can measure.

He didn't go to see Cheng Luoluo, but said to Cheng Luoluo's messenger: "Go and tell the young master of your family that Mei Cheng surrendered to her, I have no opinion, how to do it." That's her business. "As for whether or not I will settle accounts with him, that's my business.

Zhou Zhe didn't say the next sentence, and on face, he also gave Cheng Luoluo or Hanging Mountain full respect. It is said that the sedan chair carries people, how to do the hanging mountain, whether to give it to Tianshu or not, it depends on her Cheng Luoluo herself.

Si Shengnan didn't expect Zhou Zhe to do this, so he kicked the ball back again, at this moment, she really wanted to open the head of the man in front of her to see what ulterior secrets were contained inside.