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Behind the Pingyang Mansion, the lights are bright.

The four guards who were helped by the back, kneeling on the ground, stared at the beaten little beggar with resentful eyes.

If their eyes were on knives, this little beggar would have slashed a thousand knives at this moment.

In fact, it was about the same, the little beggar was tied up and hung up, and he fought for ten minutes.

At this time, he didn't have any good meat on his body.

He lowered his head, his eyes desperate.

He begged these people.

What Uncle Li owes him, he doesn't want anymore, he just wants to let him go.

As long as these people let him go back and say that he is safe.

But it was refused.

These people simply didn't bother to listen to him.

To them, the words of a dirty beggar smell as bad as the stinky fart of a weasel.

It's been two hours, and I haven't gone back yet.

Xiao Qi must have been worried about dying.

This girl, will she run out to find herself?

Will someone take it?

Will it freeze to death on the streets.

Looking at the darkening sky, Jiang Feng's heart was desperate.

"Don't you think the back door isn't important?"

A general in gold armor walked in front of the four guards with his hands behind his back, and after stopping, he stared at these people.

"No, it's not ......"

The four of them said in a trembling voice.

"If it's important, why did you leave your post without permission?"

The general asked.

The four of them trembled and were speechless.

"Since you knowingly committed it, then don't blame Ben for being ruthless!"

The general said coldly: "Fifty military sticks for one person, execute it!"

Several soldiers strode over and dragged the four of them outside.

The four of them howled miserably, pleading vigorously.

But the officer was not moved at all.

A moment later, screams were heard.

The samurai around listened to the screams coming from outside the courtyard and looked at the direction from which the screams came, and their hearts tightened, and they lowered their heads in fear.

"Ben Jiang said that it is not so easy to eat under Ben General!"

The general looked at the frightened eyes of the soldiers around him, and said coldly: "If you commit another offense, you will be killed!"

When the soldiers around heard this, their bodies trembled, and they hurriedly replied loudly: "Understood!"

On the side, Li Dazhang, who had a blue nose and swollen face, smiled after seeing the officer finish speaking, and rolled over like a ball of meat.

"The general is mighty!"

Li Dazhang said with both hands.

"Well, you're doing well!"

The officer said lightly.

"Thanks. Thank you, general compliment!"

Li Dazhang was flattered, couldn't believe it, and immediately made a move to the end.

"General, what about this beggar?"

Li Dazhang pointed to Jiang Feng, who was hanged up, touched his bruised face, and said fiercely.

"Break the leg and throw it out. Hmph, let the thieves of Pingyang Mansion take a look, this is the fate of the City Lord's Mansion!" The general glanced at Jiang Feng, who was hanging from the beam, his hair hanging down, and his wounds all over his body, and he coldly dropped a sentence and turned to leave.

"Come on!"

Li Dazhang sang loudly: "Congratulations to the general!"

After the general left with a group of soldiers, Li Dazhang crossed his waist and held a wooden stick in his hand, and walked in front of Jiang Feng: "Boy, you are looking for death by yourself, and you can't complain about Uncle Li and me!!"

Jiang Feng raised his head, staring at him with dark eyes, and suddenly grinned.

The next moment, he took a mouthful of blood and thick phlegm and spit on Li Dazhang's face.

Li Dazhang, who looked proud, was bored.

The next moment, he screamed, picked up the wooden stick, and slapped it Jiang Feng's waist.

Jiang Feng snorted, and the blood donation was left out of his mouth.

"Here, you two, grab his leg for me!"

Li Dazhang raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, and yelled angrily at the two cooks.

"It's coming!"

The two cooks glanced at each other, ran over excitedly, one left and one right, and tore Jiang Feng's legs.

Li Dazhang took a step back, held the stick, and gestured twice.

Suddenly, it fell all at once.

Click......

The sound of a bone crack rang out.

Jiang Feng's leg was directly broken and became a right angle. Bone stubble is popping up.

"Ahh

Jiang Feng screamed and passed out.

......

The face is cold.

Jiang Feng opened his eyes.

It's dawn.

There were a lot of people around, pointing at themselves.

What are they looking at?

Oh, I'm looking at my own miserable condition.

Jiang Feng's eyes were blank, his hands snapped the snow hard, dragging his heavy body and broken legs, and headed towards Xicheng.

Little Seven!

Xiaoqi, are you okay?

Jiang Feng thought in his heart as he climbed.

The snow in front of me was white, and the crowd was pointing and pointing.

For a moment, he seemed to be unable to hear anything.

The scene of last year resurfaced in front of me.

The eldest brother said that the sixth child protects the little seven.

The second brother said, Sixth, avenge us.

The third brother said, sixth son, live well.

The fourth brother said, "Sixth son, I haven't tasted a woman yet."

Fifth Brother ......

Revenge, haha!

It's over, it's all over!

Jiang Feng crawled in the snow, buried his head in the snow, and cried.

Snow falls.

fell on him, and it didn't take long for him to fall a layer.

On the streets, pedestrians walked by, avoiding directions.

"You know, this guy went to the City Lord's Mansion to steal something last night!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

"Well deserved!"

"I don't know what I stole from!"

"Cut, can you still do this if you steal it?"

"I mean, before! This guy looked like a repeat offender!"

"That makes sense, why don't we go up and ask!"

"What if he doesn't say it?"

"Pump him!"

"Come on, you guys, the city lord is wise and powerful, you wouldn't have thought of this, I'm afraid I sent someone to search for it last night! However, looking at him like this, he shouldn't have found anything!"

"Yes!"

People like this around me have walked by one by one.

Jiang Feng raised his sleeves, wiped away the tears that had frozen on his face, dragged his two short legs, lay on the ground with his hands, and crawled towards Xicheng District in two strokes.

Behind him, a furrow was cut out of his body, and the blood stains in it were shocking.

......

Night falls.

The wind and snow stopped, and the clouds cleared.

Deep blue sky, sparkling stars.

Jiang Feng, who was unkempt and bloodied, finally crawled back into the alley.

One time, two times......

When he crawled to the door, he struggled to stretch out his frostbite-covered hand and push open the dilapidated wooden door.

After climbing over the threshold with his arms propped up.

Jiang Feng looked at the dark ruined temple, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was also shattered.

Xiao Qi is not here?

Where did she go?

Did she go out on the street to find herself?

Jiang Feng's heart was in turmoil, lying on the threshold, and he roared sadly.

"Little Seven!"

......

The cold wind howled, and the snow on the eaves was blown off by the wind and drifted like fine sand into the unobstructed windows.

The cold ruined temple has no trace of temperature.

Jiang Feng was like a dead man, lying on the dry grass, looking at the statue of the god with the paint peeling, his eyes were blank.

I've been waiting for two hours.

Xiao Qi still hasn't come back.

He was desperate.

Is this the fate of the traverser?

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly and muttered to himself.

I haven't got revenge yet!

Jiang Feng was already in tears as he spoke.

The broken legs hurt terribly.

Needless to say, what kind of person will I be like in the second half of my life.

Jiang Feng remembered that when his parents took him to school in his previous life, those crippled begging children on the road.

Perhaps, he will starve to death here.

Jiang Feng's heart was desolate.

At this time, the wind is stronger.

There was a bang.

The tiles of the ruined temple roof were blown away by the wind.

A cowhide bag tied with string fell with a thud.

"What is this?"

Jiang Feng looked at the cowhide roll beside him blankly, stretched out his bloodstained hand, and took it over.

Trembling hands, open it.

Among the layers of cowhide rolls turned out to be a transparent diamond-shaped crystal.

This is?

Jiang Feng stretched out his bloodstained fingers and gently touched the thumb-sized crystal.

The moment the fingers touch.

The blood donation actually seeped into the crystals.

In an instant, the crystal cracked, and a silver light swayed out from inside.