The county order taught everyone a lesson, and Zhang Yange sent the girl to her mother's side.

Her father gently stroked his daughter's hair.

"Last time, my father was useless and couldn't save you."

Although the girl was a little frightened, she still shook her head and said, "Dad, I don't blame you."

"Get out of here with your daughter, you guys go quickly." The man whispered, but firmly.

The woman looked at the man inexplicably, and the girl wanted to ask, but the man laughed miserably and said, "There really is a river god!"

The county order was still reprimanding those people, but although the Tong family was kneeling, their eyes subconsciously glanced into the river.

The originally turbulent river surface has become calm.

Zhang Yange stood by the river, as if waiting for something.

The county magistrate also seemed to feel that something was wrong, and at this time, the four officials finally came.

Rumble!

A great river rises into the sky.

The old man who was thrown into the river knelt on the back of an old turtle, which looked very similar to the one in the Spring God Lake, but this one exuded a foul smell.

Those eyes were scarlet and terrifying.

It looked at Zhang Yange with those eyes, and Master Tong stretched out his hand and said, "It's him!"

Chu Xianling's legs were weak, he didn't expect that there was really such a thing in the river.

The man pushed his wife and daughter, but it was too late.

Several young people from the Tong family held their family down.

When the time came, the family would not be able to escape the fate of being sacrificed.

The man burst out with a lot of strength at this moment, and directly pushed down several young people, "Run! Run!"

The man shouted heartbreakingly.

An arrow of water came straight at them.

The water arrow was cut off with a knife, and the three members of the family were rescued by Zhang Yange.

But the young people of the Tong family were pierced through their bodies by water arrows.

They wailed, but no one sympathized with them.

"Don't worry, this beast can't hurt your family." Zhang Yange said. "Those brutes can't hurt you."

He also pointed to the Tong family.

"Lord River God, kill him!" Master Tong said viciously.

The old turtle didn't seem to be very smart.

It moved its claws, and the whole river flowed like a burst.

It's supposed to drown everyone!

"Lord River God, there are still many people in my family." Master Tong said bitterly.

But this not-so-smart old turtle doesn't care about any of this at all.

Chu Xian Ling sat paralyzed on the ground, he wanted to do something practical for the people, but he didn't expect to die here today.

The rest of the people fled like headless flies. But they all knew that they would not be able to outrun this rushing river no matter what.

They are desperate to live!

Zhang Yange held the knife with both hands, and the knife was cold in an instant.

Slash it down with a knife!

The river was driven back by Zhang Yange's knife.

The next moment, Zhang Yange appeared on top of the old turtle's head.

The long knife had just been raised, and the thunder on the knife was shining.

The old turtle let out a frightened cry, and the thunder on the knife made it feel very terrifying.

It began to struggle, and the whole river swelled with it.

The people had forgotten to run for their lives and stood by the river and watched. ….

Slash down!

Rumble!

The big turtle was killed by Zhang Yange.

At this moment, Master Tong felt that he might be a child of destiny, and this situation was not even dead.

But the next moment, he fell into Zhang Yange's hands.

"Immortal, I'll help you talk." He said flatteringly.

The blood of the turtle instantly stained the entire river, but the raging water soon calmed down.

Zhang Yange said

The old man walked to the people.

"Does this man deserve to die?" Zhang Yange asked the people. "Don't worry, no one of the damned people will be able to escape today!"

Chu County Ling staggered to his feet, "You can't set a private punishment!"

Zhang Yange smiled and said, "Let's sleep!"

After he finished speaking, he fainted directly, and he threw the Chu county order to the four officials.

"He deserves to die!" The family of three said.

They talked in detail about Master Tong's crimes.

A thunderbolt fell, and Master Tong was cracked to death in Zhang Yan's singer.

"Who else! Don't worry, you can say it slowly, but if you lie to me, don't forget to raise your head, there is... I'm Zhang Yange!" After Zhang Yange finished speaking, there was a thunderclap in the sky.

By the time Chu County Ling woke up, the Liusha River had become calm.

The people surrounded him, and the Chu County Commander sat up and glanced at it.

only to find that there were few left in the Tong family.

"How many people did he kill?" Chu County Ling asked.

"That immortal didn't kill anyone, those bad people were all killed by the thunder." The girl said innocently.

Hearing this, Chu County Ling smiled helplessly.

"Oops, I forgot to ask what the immortal's name was!" Everyone regretted it.

"I want to build him an ancestral hall!"

"The official said it! No Yin sacrifice!" Chu County Ling said angrily.

The crowd looked at him pitifully.

"Don't guess, that's not a god! His name is Zhang Yange, and he is a hero!" Chu Xian Ling looked at the calm river and said.

"Chivalry is forbidden by martial arts! But if there are a few more such guys in this world, I don't think it's a bad thing."

"Zhang Yange! What are those three words?"

"Don't even think about the sacrifice, they're still alive!" Chu County ordered to go crazy. "If any of you do not work hard and live well, and sacrifice the food and goods that you have so fortunate to get, I will arrest you!"

The crowd then stopped...

Chu County Ling is a son of a poor family, he is a native of Beiliang, and he finally got a fame, so he thought about what to do for the people under his rule.

"I remember rumors in the rivers and lakes that this Mr. Xiao Zhang is a good friend of our straw-bale prince, and now it seems that our highness the prince has really deceived the world."

Chu Xian Ling looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

"Oops, forgot to buy some dry food from there." Zhang Yange looked at his bag, "It's all dried meat, and it makes my mouth bitter."

Zhang Daxia, who was chivalrous and righteous, sat alone in front of the broken temple, gnawing on jerky.

If they don't have an inn to live in, they like to find a dilapidated temple to make a living. Zhang Yange is even more so, he sometimes feels more comfortable in this ruined temple than in the inn.

Zhang Yange, who was meditating in the middle of the night, suddenly opened his eyes.

Footsteps outside the ruined temple came one after another.

A young man came in and went straight under the shrine of the ruined temple.

He glanced at Zhang Yange pleadingly.

And Zhang Yange closed his eyes, like the statue in the temple.

Seven or eight people rushed in the back, and the man at the head was an old man.

"This young man, I'm really sorry to disturb you in the middle of the night. We're from the Blue Dragons, looking for a fugitive slave!"

Zhang Yange opened his eyes and said, "There are no fugitives here."

The people who were going to search stopped.

The leader looked at Zhang Yange, "You give me a name, and I'll go back and pay off."

"Zhang Yange."

Hiss, the man at the head gasped.

Bow with your fists in your fists, turn around and leave!

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August South Su

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