"Let go of me, let go of me, you group of dog eunuchs Hanyang soldiers."

That night, Golok was escorted by two jailers all the way to an underground cell, where Golok was imprisoned.

At this time, the jailer pushed him casually, and Golok fell on the grass pile on the ground in the cell, and Golock looked at the two jailers outside the cell viciously, looking at them with disdain, and his heart suddenly churned in Gorok's heart.

At this moment, in the public court, Hua Yiming and Guo Shaohong were sitting upright in their respective seats.

"Master Guo, what punishment do you think should be the most appropriate for this kind of prisoner?" Hua Yiming said coldly.

"Well, Master Hua, you don't have to worry too much, this kind of person, as long as he is sentenced to death, just come to Ling Chi. This kind of prisoner was originally a person who culturally identified with our Central Plains culture, but he actually went to the Liaodong region halfway and joined the Manchurian Heavenly Kingdom. Guo Shaohong touched his chin and said proudly.

"Hahaha, Lord Guo is really murderous!" Hua Yiming laughed and said happily.

At this moment, Gollock, who was locked in the cell, suddenly became sleepy, slowly lay down, lay on the straw pile, and fell asleep at once.

At this time, in the dream world, Guo Luo seemed to have returned to the Liaodong region of the White Mountain and Black Water.

In the dream, Golok stumbled and staggered through a field of snow to a cave.

Feeling that the outside world is particularly cold, Golok gently lights a fire inside the cave to keep warm.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Xiao Zhao!"

Golok looked back and saw that it seemed to be coming from inside the cave, and Golok was suddenly wondering who would live in the cave, so Golok picked up a torch from the fire and walked into the cave unhurriedly.

Gollock walked and walked, and suddenly, he came to an open place, which was actually the inside of the cave.

Suddenly, Golok saw a man meditating there, bald and dressed in a shaman's sacrificial garment.

Golok opened his eyes wide and looked fixedly, wait, isn't that person his mentor, yes, it's Shuerhan?

"Teacher." With tears in his eyes, Golok ran forward, shouting as he ran, and fell to his knees in front of Shuerhan.

Shuerhan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Gorok in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, that's right, Gorok at this moment saw his teacher, as if he saw a faint light in the darkest moment of his life.

"Gollock."

"Teacher, we have lost all the places in Liaodong and Manchuria to the Hanyang Dynasty, and the Hanyang Dynasty has suppressed our Manchuria again, and there is no hope."

"Gollock, don't worry about some meaningless things anymore, the same is true of the Manchurian Heavenly Kingdom, and the same is true of the destroyed country, as long as you are safe and sound, everything will be fine."

"Teacher, now that Manchuria is leaderless, where should Manchuria go in the future?"

"Guo Luo, don't pin your hopes on national honor, you must have the mentality of following the customs of the country, you can tell these words of mine to other Manchurian compatriots! Also, tell them to come to me in Fushun. ”

As soon as Shuerhan's words fell, the whole person turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, in a flash of effort, Gollock woke up from his sleep.

"Wait, what, let me tell the others, let them go to Fushun to find a teacher." Gollock suddenly muttered to himself, and suddenly fell into the brink of a nervous breakdown.

At this time, in the cell where Gollock was, suddenly, Lord Guo Shaohong led several jailers in.

"Zhao thief, what else do you want to say before you die?" Guo Shaohong looked at Guo Luo with an arrogant face and said.

"Please help me convey a message to those friends of mine, if they are safe, please go to Fushun to find a psychic archmage, his name is Shuerhan." Golok said with a melancholy expression.

"Hehehe, Zhao Thief, you are still thinking about the safety of your colleagues at this moment, then okay, I will definitely explain all the words you said to your colleagues clearly, okay, you just wait for the Ling Chi tomorrow!"

As soon as Guo Shaohong's words fell, Guo Luo suddenly panicked and looked at Lord Guo Shaohong blankly.

Golok said, "What, Ling Chi, Ling Chi is executed?"

"That's right, if you deal with a Han like you, a pariah like a Han like a Han, a Manchurian like a Manchurian, and even spit on me in court, you should be sentenced to death." Guo Shaohong said with a cold face.

"My lord, my lord, I beg you, don't kill me Lingchi, even if you cut me with a knife, you will be happy!" Golok cried out.

"For the rebels, the accomplices who threaten the rule of my Hanyang Dynasty, you are simply a thorn in the side of this team, you should be killed!" As soon as Guo Shaohong's words fell, he immediately left the cell with the jailers.

By noon the next day.

In the eastern suburbs of Jingshi.

Gollock was tied to the shelf, and the executioners each held a sharp blade, cutting off pieces of meat from the naked upper body of Gollock, the executioner's Ling Chi's knife technique was really easy, and every time he cut off a piece of meat on Gollock's body, it was a good knife technique that would not cause death.

Suddenly Gollock howled in pain, and he couldn't help himself.

The crowd of onlookers was even more numerous.

At the same time, in the cell where Wanyan Ying, Wanyan Yongjia, Lao Jin, Hongtaiji, Fuerha, and Tatara were.

A jailer came to their cell with a bucket of rotten vegetable leaves and a bucket of gruel.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!"

Suddenly, the six of them stepped forward and scrambled to stretch out the bowl in their hands.

The jailer unhurriedly fed them food.

Suddenly, a jailer came up and said to the six of them, "Hey! Listen, the six of you, the man named Golok who was taken away before has left you a message saying that if any of you go out, go to Fushun and find someone named Shuerhan. ”

"Guo Luo, Xiao Zhao? So where is he now? What happened to the others? Tatara asked.

"He, hehe, he's been dragged to Ling Chi and executed." The jailer replied with a smile.

"Oh, my mother!" Fuerha said in horror.

"Hey, you know you're scared, don't you? I think, the person he wants you to find, you don't have a chance to find it, I guess you are just waiting for one by one to die in prison, right?! The jailer shook his head and left.

But then again.

Who is this shaman, that is, the psychic archmage, Shuerhan?

To find out what's next, listen to the next breakdown.