People are not ghosts, they are not ghosts

The crowd that was originally side by side has all dispersed at this moment, and under the dim sky, only Hua Yuqiong and the old man are left outside the mansion, as well as the four people who are being tortured by Ling Chi.

Hua Yuqiong listened to their screams and narrowed her eyes in pleasure.

Zhai Yantian...... 50,000 ......

If he could capture Zhai Yantian alive, would his men and horses be obedient?

"Draw...... Yu Qiong ...... I won't be a ghost...... Let you go......" He Qingyu struggled to spit out a few words from her mouth.

In addition to her head, the rest of her body has been slashed to white bones, and even her jade face, which she cherishes most on weekdays, has been cut miserably by the long sword.

But she couldn't die, and she didn't even have the strength to bite her tongue and kill herself.

Her father, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen.

She hated it......

Why didn't Daddy come to her rescue......

"Your Majesty, there is the Zhenguo Mansion in front."

Zhai Yantian was also riding a horse beside him, and his voice looked like a middle-aged man.

Zhai Yantian glanced at him, "He Shangqin, I'm not blind!"

He Shangqin saw that he had made Zhai Yantian unhappy, and hurriedly said: "The minister is vain, and the emperor forgives the sin."

Zhai Yantian snorted coldly, flicked the horsewhip with one hand, and sped up with the reins in the other.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was gradually heard, and the sound grew closer and louder.

The sound of horses' hooves beating drums on the ground, mingling with the neighing of horses, gradually approached from a distance.

The deep eyes of the night were boring to look at the battle from a distance where the soldiers were divided into four ways to kill the Zhenguo Mansion, playing with a delicate wine gourd in his hand, and raised his head to drink the spiritual wine in the gourd.

Except for his stupid apprentice who can be more interesting, this human world is really boring.

The old man looked at the soldiers who surrounded the Zhenguo Mansion, and a trace of murderous intent flashed from the bottom of Jingyin's eyes.

He looked at the big knife in his hand, his eyes seemed to be nostalgic, and he said softly: "Breaking the moon, it's time for us to go into battle." ”

The Qilin Moonbreaker seemed to sense the emotions of the old man painting, and hummed, as if in response to the old man.

The old man took a deep breath, and his strong voice spread out through spiritual power.

"Draw Lin Wei to obey the order! Swear to defend the national government to the death! ”

"Order!"

From every corner of the Zhenguo Mansion, there was a powerful voice, every painting Lin Wei was shouting, and everyone was extremely mentally ready to meet the enemy!

Zhai Yantian's royal horse galloped, but the scene in front of him frightened him and almost fell off his horse.

By the moonlight, I saw that in front of the Zhenguo Mansion, there were four high platforms, and there were four flesh and blood blurred on the high platforms, but it could barely be seen that they were human blood sticks. Between the flesh and blood, the white bones of the forest could be seen, but the black-clothed man in front of them still raised the long sword in his hand and cut off pieces of flesh.

"Vomit ......"

The bloody slices of meat exuded bursts of bloody smell, and the rich smell of blood poured into Zhai Yantian's nasal cavity, making his face pale, and his stomach turned over, but he couldn't vomit anything, just leaned over and retched for a while.

When He Qingyu saw He Shangqin's figure, she was overjoyed, and her faint hoarse voice called softly with difficulty: "Dad...... Save me...... Father...... I'm Yu'er......"

He Shangqin glared at the flesh-and-blood figure in pink, and shouted angrily: "Bold! How dare you pretend to be my daughter? Don't look at your appearance of being a ghost or a ghost! My daughter, who is recuperating at home, would she come to such a place? ”