Although Ying Siyi admits defeat, he wants to die with a last smile.

Yingtian played murder and punishment for him before, so he can't kill Yingtian now, and before he dies, then he can do it.

As long as Yingtian can't answer this question, he can be regarded as a game before he dies.

Although Yingtian is alive, he has to live a lifetime with this question that can never be answered.

It has become a knot in Yingtian's heart for a lifetime.

Looking at Ying Siyi's somewhat smug smile, Ying Tian smiled disdainfully:

"Every generation has a generational responsibility.

I may not be able to change the way of the world.

I can't change this world alone.

But somebody has to do it.

And I'm the first, so I'm afraid there won't be a second or third...... Infinitely? ”

This unfathomable dialogue was heard by others in a fog, and the monk who was the second tall monk couldn't figure it out.

Ying Siyi understood, and his smile froze.

"I only hate that I have done too many sins in this life, and I can't follow the third son......"

Ying Siyi cried out like a conscious person.

"It can be seen that you have sincerely repented, but my son is true to his word.

It's impossible to let you go.

You're decent people, and the three of you are decent people.

Meng Tian, Wang Ben, and Bai Qi, let them be decent and decent. ”

Meng Tian, Wang Ben, and Bai Qi asked the soldiers around them to find three thick and long hemp ropes.

"Here, be decent yourself."

Ying Siyi took the hemp rope and first tied a dead knot on the battlements.

He tied a dead knot around his neck again.

"Third son, you will definitely succeed!

I want to repair a book and let the ancestors let you go......"

Ying's overflowing kindness was rejected by Yingtian in person.

"No need, this matter can't be solved, what qualifications do I have to kill you?"

"Hahahaha!"

Ying Siyi jumped from the city tower and was hanged on the city tower in an instant, and his body was hung on the city wall and swayed in the wind.

ended a life of happiness and abuse of the people.

The sluggish Zhao Youqian and Huang Sanlang looked at the hemp rope that demanded their lives.

They used to ignore death, human life is not as good as mustard, and they don't even have the value of a meal.

Now in the face of death, they are numb and sluggish, and they are awake.

Live, everyone wants to live, they don't want to die.

Zhao Youqian and Huang Sanlang suddenly ran away and ran towards Yingtian, wanting to push Yingtian off the battlements and follow them to the funeral.

"Why do you Yingtian exchange the family business of several generations of our family by yourself?"

Because the last time Yingtian killed Yingtian, the county Cheng ran away in despair and almost injured Yingtian.

With that lesson, Meng Tian and the other twelve generals were already prepared, and as soon as they raised their hands, they grabbed their hair and collars, so that they could not get close to Yingtian.

Ying Tian didn't bother to look at these two barking broken spine dogs, and smiled behind them:

"If it comes from struggle, it is considered a family business.

Suck the blood of others as a home.

Take the advantage of others as a business.

But for several generations, they relied on exploitation, bone sucking, speculation, land annexation, and taking advantage of people's danger to come to the family business.

Does it count as a family business? ”

Yingtian's words scared Zhao Youqian and Huang Sanlang were speechless.

Meng Tian said angrily:

"Third son, it seems that the two of them don't want to be decent."

Yingtian smiled:

"Then help them be decent."

"Okay."

Wang Ben and Bai Qi tore the back collar of Zhao Youqian and Huang Sanlang with one hand, just like carrying a chicken, and tied a dead knot around their necks with the other.

Unexpectedly, the tiger in the city in the past actually urinated on his crotch in the face of death.

It turns out that they are afraid of death.

It turns out that those rich and powerful people are afraid of death.

More afraid of death than ordinary people.

After Wang Ben and Bai Qi tied the other end of the hemp rope to the battlement, they grabbed the two of them on the battlement in disgust.

Looking down, more than 20 meters high, Zhao Youqian and Huang Sanlang were so frightened that their legs trembled.

"You two pustules, aren't you just one dead?

Damn, before he died, he caused us trouble and soiled a piece of land.

Go down and take you! ”

Wang Ben and Bai Qi kicked Zhao Youqian and Huang Sanlang off the city tower with one kick.

Yes!

The two screamed in despair, but they were replaced by Yingtian's earth-shaking voice:

"Today!

Xianyang's day! It's the "sky" of my winning sky!

It's your heaven too! ”

At this moment, Ying Tiancai completely ascended to the highest point of Xianyang's power, a veritable city lord.

His expression was vigorous, not arrogant or impatient, there was no wave in his eyes, and his face was calm.

It's as if it's predestined.

The 80,000 people were all moved, and under the excitement, they were ready to kneel.

Seeing this, Yingtian pointed his sword at the 80,000 people:

"Today! Don't kneel! ”

The newly bent knees of the 80,000 people stood up straight again.

Yingtian Sword refers to the three major family mansions:

"Go get what belongs to you!"

80,000 people cheered, sang and danced, and rushed to the mansions of the three major families to get back what belonged to them.

Ying Tian put the sword back into its sheath, looked at the corpses of Ying Siyi, Zhao Youqian, and Huang Sanlang swaying in the wind on the city tower, and thought thoughtfully:

I can't make the people of Xianyang fair and rich forever through this, but I'm doing it, aren't I?

With my example, are you afraid that there will be no successor?

The bodies of Ying Siyi, Zhao Youqian, and Huang Sanlang hung high above the city gate of Xianyang City, hanging on Gao Street, and the alarm bell rang for a long time.

It is like an invisible sword, hanging in the hearts of everyone in Xianyang City, and there are evil people in the city, and they dare not do evil.

It seems to outsiders to be an extremely dangerous war, but in the eyes of Yingtian, it is an extremely simple war.

The wind won a big victory.

He looked in the direction of Yongcheng, another war against him had just begun.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose, because you have a clear conscience.

The four gates of Xianyang City were wide open, and the eyeliner in the city hurriedly flew pigeons to pass the book, and some frantically reported to Yongcheng on horseback.

Be sure to report everything here before the end of the meeting.

Yongcheng, Chengming Palace.

The eunuchs finally moved thirty-one chairs.

The nobles took their seats.

looked at Qin Hou with fierce eyes.

Qin Hou Yingba also knew their intentions, nothing more than for Tian'er.

immediately gave Zhang Yi a look.

Zhang Yi, who has a three-inch tongue, hurried to Yingqian's side:

"Ancestor, it's cold today, why don't you go back first?

lest you catch the wind and cold......"

Ying Qian stroked his beard and smiled:

"Okay, you Zhang Yi, the old man's ass hasn't been hot yet, so you're in a hurry to drive the old man away?

Tell you, who coaxes the old and decayed away today?

The old man scolded his whole family! ”

Zhang Yi's face sank when he heard this:

"Gentleman's Mouth ......"

Ying Qian took a bite at Zhang Yi's feet:

"Whew!

Old decay is not a gentleman.

You say that the old man is a villain, or a hypocrite, who will try to catch the old man today? ”

Although Zhang Yi is known as a three-inch tongue, it is good for readers, reasonable people, and people who like to quote scriptures.

Who knew that today Ying Qian didn't even want face in order to deal with Ying Tian, and directly played a scoundrel.