This time Rong Hui was not alone, she brought the man Qianyue was most afraid of.

Qianyue didn't expect Rong Hui to do such a desperate job, she didn't give her a chance to rebel at all, her red eyes were nailed to Rong Hui's body, her red lips pursed into a line, and anger squeezed out from between her teeth, "Andorin!"

Rong Hui's expression remained unmoved, "You don't have the right to choose." ”

Qianyue wanted to be decent, so she could only testify honestly and admit Rong Hui's innocence.

This matter involved the Great Sword Master, and the people of Kendo City poured into the government to wait for this 'protracted' verdict.

After all, Andorin's other 'crimes' were sentenced almost the same day, and the flag of shame was planted on the Datong Dojo the next day.

When a flag fell, it was the death and humiliation of the disciples, and it was also the carnival of the nobles of Kendo City.

On the day of Rong Hui's awakening, he violently beat the nobles and caused a sensation in the city, and there were a sea of people outside the government office, surrounding this street.

A hint of absoluteness flashed in Qianyue's eyes.

Rong Hui looked at the crowd.

In addition to Li Yanhui, there were all the students in the crowd who An Daolin had carefully taught.

Dressed in the blue school uniforms of the Datong Dojo, their burning eyes fell on Rong Hui, and they silently asked the respected master if he would really violate a secret prostitute.

If Master is really short-sighted to this point, their faith and belief will completely collapse.

Andorin's belief in their hearts that "the world is the same, the world is for the public" is nonsense.

Self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country and leveling the world.

If you can't even restrain yourself, how can you be their pride?

Li Yan looked back at Rong Hui and noticed the indifference in her eyes, then turned his head to look at the other disciples and sneered: "This group of people really regard An Daolin as a saint. ”

"Of course—"

A man walked out of the crowd.

Li Yan followed the prestige, and a group of dogs scolded the people who were huddled together, and swept out a passage.

The person who came was Bing Jue, the elder of the Imperial Beast Sect, and his appearance had not changed, so Li Yanhui could recognize him at a glance, and after a trial, his identity was determined.

Bing Jue's status in Kendo City is not low, and the servant carried out the golden chair and placed it in front of the mansion.

Bing Jue Shi Ran sat down, "The Great Sword Master of Andolin is extremely special.

He became the Great Swordsman of Kendo City as a slave, and there was no one else before that.

Slaves were on an equal footing with the common people and even the aristocracy.

Even if he is not a saint, everyone measures him and sees him by the standards of a saint.

In this way, you can block the mouths of youyou.

Only those who have low self-esteem because of their own incompetence can calm their anger and jealousy. ”

Here's what everyone thinks:

Look, even if Andorin is a great sword master.

Even if he almost died for Kendo City, even if he is as strong as this, he is qualified to be equal to us civilians.

Andorin, but that's it.

The slave wants to fly on the branch and become a phoenix, dreaming!

Andorin is a point of conversation in the eyes of the common people.

In the eyes of the aristocracy, it is the bottom line for all those who want to get rid of their status and get free.

Slaves want to be respected, unless your accomplishments are paramount in Andorin.

Instead, dream!

Andorin unwittingly became a commodity, a standard of measurement, indirectly sealing the slave's path out of slavery.

The aristocracy secretly became his old enemy, and the cruelty of his methods was rare.

Because of this, Andorin became an abomination of the slaves of Kendo City.

Li Yan's eyes flashed back, "Be lenient with yourself, strict with others, powerful, powerful." ”

The careless words were like sharp swords inserted into the hearts of every disciple of the Datong Dojo, and they lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look at Rong Hui again.

Wu Lang, who was standing next to Li Yanhui, looked at Bing Jue and sneered: "The world is difficult, no matter how much Master does, in the eyes of others, he is a show, everyone thinks he is a good-natured Bodhisattva, and he is just a good person and is bullied." ”

Even if Andorin is not weak.

Li Yanhui raised his eyebrows, "Does the third senior brother really understand the master, or is it to cater to that nobleman?"

The noble man is referring to Bingjue.

Bing Jue's current identity is the Minister of Zuo of Kendo City, similar to Prime Minister Zuo, with tens of thousands of soldiers and thousands of slaves under his command, and he is the target of everyone in Kendo City.

Wu Lang leaned over and pinched Li Yanhui's white and tender face, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, you don't understand, there is no conflict between welcoming the Minister of Justice and agreeing with what he said. ”

Andolin has survived in the cracks of the nobility over the years, and has been taken care of a lot by the Minister of Zuo, and Wu Lang naturally knows about it.

However, others spoke softly, and Minister Zuo looked down on him as a prodigal gambler.

Wu Lang was self-aware and didn't step forward to slap people in the face.

Wu Lang is good at observing words and feelings, being tactful, supporting when he should support, and speaking when he should speak, without delay at all.

"Uncle Bingjue. Li Yanhui 'pulled' his face back, his compassionate gaze skimmed over Wu Lang, and then pulled him to Bing Jue's side, and said in a milky voice: "This is my third senior brother Wu Lang." ”

This is the cannon fodder chosen by my master, Wu Lang.

Bing Jue's cold eyes swept away, and he was not interested in Wu Lang, "I've seen it." ”

He received Rong Hui's secret letter yesterday, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

What kind of madman can come up with a shocking plan.

If Rong Hui also wanted to change the pattern of the immortal cultivation world like this, what kind of feat would it be!

Li Yan sent a message back and asked Bing Jue to carry Wu Lang.

Bingjue doesn't think too much about it, and cooperates directly.

But the body he occupies has never looked down on gamblers who drink pheasant Hulu, and he can't do too much, so that he doesn't arouse suspicion by taking it step by step.

Li Yanhui gave Bing Jue a thumbs up in his heart.

The Imperial Beast Sect is truly a treasure.

The disciple sand sculpture is cute.

The elder is still the invisible actor.

Wu Lang was not surprised, this Minister of Zuo Li had never given him a good face, he wanted to go to heaven and had no way out, so he simply didn't take it seriously.

Li Yanhui's feet hurt, relying on his small hands and feet to climb onto Bing Jue's golden chair, pretending to be cute: "Uncle Bing Jue, the third senior brother admires you very much, not only praises your political achievements, but he is full of praise for the master like you." ”

Li Yan paused and said obediently: "Of course, it's a little bit worse than me, it's only a hundred million points."

The gold chair is large enough to accommodate one large and one small.

Li Yanhui is the same age as the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect, and now he is a child with pink makeup, well-behaved and cute, which successfully aroused Bing Jue's love for his juniors.

Bing Jue connived at his impolite behavior and gave him face to face Wu Lang, "Really?"

Li Yanhui nodded like pounding garlic, and said secretly: Elder Bing Jue, you are a true actor!

Bing Jue looked at Wu Lang, "Andolin has you as an apprentice, it's good." ”

Wu Lang was overjoyed, and he slapped the horse vigorously.

Bing Jue listened with relish.

The disciples of the Royal Beast Sect are simple, and they can't do flattery things.

When the other sect disciples saw Bing Jue, they were flattering and very deliberate, and they were not as smooth as Wu Lang, and Bing Jue was very useful.

——

When everyone focused their eyes on Bing Jue, the officials of the government office stared at Rong Hui deadly.

The corners of Rong Hui's mouth hooked, and the hand hanging on his thigh clenched into a fist and raised it defiantly.

Coincidentally.

This time, Rong Hui was sentenced to be a nobleman who was violently beaten by Rong Hui on the street.

And that nobleman had a grudge against Rong Hui, and planned how to beat Rong Hui into the dungeon, it was best to splash blood on the spot, so that Kendo City would have one less threat.

The equality of all people promoted by the original owner Andorin was a thorn in the hearts of the aristocracy.

Before Andorin was forced to overturn, all the slaves were ready to move.

The aristocracy was eager to crush his bones and scatter them.

"Smack!"

The sound of the shocking wood sounded, and the inside and outside of the mansion were instantly quiet.

"Criminal Andorin, you said you were falsely accused, where is the evidence. ”

Rong Hui glanced at Qianyue, who was trembling with anger, "I was stunned by drugs that night, and when I woke up, Miss Qianyue was next to me, and she didn't know what was going on.

The girl's family cared about innocence, and screamed loudly in a hurry, and then the official errand rushed in.

Whether I did it with her or not, I know very well. ”

Rong Hui's straightforwardness made the women and girls present blush.

Qianyue's face was even more pale, and she glared at Rong Hui fiercely.

Suddenly, she noticed her father's worried gaze, and hurriedly turned her head and grinded her teeth and said, "It's me who misunderstood the Great Sword Master."

At the time, I couldn't remember why I was next to the Great Sword Master.

I don't know who tore that tattered shirt and deliberately framed me and the Great Swordsman in injustice.

Everything was a misunderstanding!"

The signing of the contract began to cry, and tears rolled down, which moved the women present.

Rong Hui didn't feel relaxed when he saw her cooperating, but frowned.

It was so simple to admit that it was a misunderstanding, and Rong Hui was unexpected.

Fortunately, she was prepared with both hands.

Today, Kendo Castle must be divided!

Rong Hui looked at Bing Jue.

Bing Jue's jaw head.

"Just... That's it?!" Kendo City Mansion Yin didn't expect Qianyue to temporarily repent, and his eyes widened angrily, "You prostitute, what benefits did Andorin promise you to make you perjury!"

Qianyue's eyes kept on, and Fu Yin actually told her identity in front of her father, and she said in a shrill voice: "My lord, I'm not a prostitute!"

"No, you said you weren't?" Fu Yin was angry, "Who in Kendo City doesn't know that you have a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, a red lip and ten thousand tastes, and what a prodigal slut pretends to be innocent!"

The common people also learned from Andorin to challenge the authority of the nobility, and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

A spark of hatred burst out of Chizuki's eyes.

This was originally a bureau set up by the nobles in the city, with the purpose of ruining Andorin's reputation.

In the end, she was beaten, and she was humiliated in public by Fu Yin, and she was furious, "You were the one who set up the bureau that day, and you were the one who asked me to pretend to be wronged and report to the official."

Lord Fu Yin, you are the mastermind behind the scenes.

I'm not pure, I'm in the skin and meat business, of course!

I think I'm not a gentleman, I'm a villain!

But Lord Fu Yin, you hypocrite, are disgusting!"

The pinprick gaze fell on Chizuki, she knew whose gaze it was, and she didn't dare to face that person's disappointed gaze.

"Prostitute, prostitute slanders the official!" "Fu Yin saw that Qianyue broke the jar and fell, and immediately panicked, "Qianyue committed perjury, punished thirty with a cane, and went to the dungeon!"

Qianyue is not good at stubble, she slammed away the official errand, fluttered and ran towards Bing Jue, and put the unlicensed presentation of several people's transactions in front of him, "Minister Zuo, please see, what I said is true, and there is no lie." ”

Bing Jue picked up the evidence and ordered the servants to rub it and distribute it to everyone.

The boss of the Kendo City Mansion Yin Zhili is the right minister, the opponent of Bing Jue's officialdom, and he is willing to spread the other party's mistakes.

"I see, we misunderstood the Great Sword Master. ”

"The Great Sword Master is wronged!"

"Tsk, now that the truth is revealed, how could the great sword master be fair, strict, and self-disciplined, how could he fall in love with a prostitute, it turned out that the two of them teamed up to force him to death. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of offending the nobles. ”

“.....”

Fu Yin was already panicking.

The matter has come to this point, if he convicts Rong Hui of rape and Qianyue again, he is afraid that he will be accused by Qianfu.

Fu Yin rode a tiger hard, and he looked at the indifferent Rong Hui like a fish in his throat.

If you want to kill her, it's impossible.

The corners of Rong Hui's mouth hooked, and he sneered: "Waste." ”

I can't eat the food that is delivered to my mouth, and the waste is wasted!

The sound was not loud enough for everyone in the hall to hear clearly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Rong Hui, who had committed suicide.

Li Yanhui and Bing Jue looked at each other, both of them were stunned, and then laughed.

Although it is a foregone conclusion.

Rong Hui opened his mouth to mock, but it was unexpected.

Bing Jue said: "Ronghui Daoyou has always been so fast-talking?"

Li Yanhui said in a low voice: "Forget it, when the master took us to practice in the past, the other senior brothers said that the master had a mocking face, and I didn't believe it, but now I believe it." ”

Forcing the king has never changed.

Fu Yin hated so much that the roots of his teeth were numb, and his finger joints were itchy.

If he didn't estimate his identity, he just wanted to rush forward and slap Rong Hui's face to pieces.

Reason burned in the flames of rage, and in an instant it was reduced to ashes.

Fu Yin grabbed the verdict handed over by the master, didn't care about what was written on it, gritted his teeth and said: "The evidence of An Daolin's rape of Qianyue is conclusive, and the coaxing of Qianyue to commit perjury is the last, and the punishment for several crimes will be combined, and the official will judge and decide!"

The red head sign fell to the ground.

There was silence outside the bustling lobby.

Rong Hui bent down to pick up the red head stick, which symbolized death, and smiled happily.

"The upper class aristocracy is so careless about human life. Rong Hui pressed the head of the sign, and the head of the sign clicked into two, "I am not convinced." ”

"Yes, I don't accept it!" Li Yanhui jumped off the golden chair, "The matter between Master and Qianyue is a misunderstanding between the two, the person concerned said it clearly and clearly, the evidence presented by the government is pale and weak, I should have been acquitted of my master, why kill her!"

"The case is full of suspicions. Li Yanhui walked to Rong Hui's side, and he relied on his age to speak unscrupulously and rhythmically, "Qianyue said that she called an official errand and rushed in, how could it be so coincidental." ”

"It must be a conspiracy. ”

Someone in the crowd answered Li Yanhui's question.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves,

"Yes, the great swordsman is of noble character, and he will never choose a woman who has fallen into the dust when he is hungry. ”

"Even if the Great Sword Master really raped Qianyue, he would not be guilty of death. ”

Those in the crowd who were convinced of An Dao Linsheng were furious, "It must be that Fu Yin was dissatisfied with the fact that the great swordsman hammered him all over the ground that day, and Fu Yin deliberately retaliated!"

"It is not uncommon for nobles to take care of people's lives, and Qianyue personally admitted that it was Fu Yin and her who joined forces to frame the Great Sword Master, so the verdict is not satisfied!"

"This group of bitch aristocrats! Lying on us and sucking blood, eager to knock out our bones and suck the marrow into a human body, for hundreds of years, there is finally a person who is willing to seek justice for us and other enslaved people, why kill him!"

"Great Swordsman......

Rong Hui's eyes lit up when he heard someone in the crowd questioning the nobles.

The enslaved people of Kendo City were not insensitive, as she had imagined.

Rong Hui turned around, facing Andorin's resolute and resolute face, and laughed in the face of countless verbal criticisms and the faint shouts in the crowd.

"I've lived in Kendo City for many years, and you should know what I do. ”

Everyone nodded.

Andorin's reputation has deteriorated in recent years.

Before that, he was the spiritual sustenance of many people.

Datong Dojo is the pure land in their hearts.

Fu Yin was stunned, he didn't know what Rong Hui was going to do, and his first reaction was to let people gag her mouth.

Bingjue raised her hand to stop, "Let her continue." ”

He was curious about what earth-shattering words Rong Hui would say.

Fu Yin's official position is not as good as Bing Jue, and he can only give up.

"I still remember that when the lord of Kendo City moved here, he promised to let all slaves be free, and the old and the young would be supported, and the widows, widows, loneliness, and the sick would be supported. ”

"Time has passed, and the promises of the city lord of the day have turned into smoke in the long river of time.

Once a slave is still a slave.

Even if we create a value beyond ordinary people, we work hard for Kendo City all our lives, and exchange our blood and sweat for the chic and happy life of the nobles in the city. ”

"The prosperity of Kendo Castle was built on women who were slaves, commoners, and considered useless. ”

"Even so, not only do we not get the identity recognition, we are slaves who are wantonly trampled on by the aristocracy, and our lives are not worth a cow of the nobility. ”

"We are faced with eternal night, and the light that sets us free will never come. ”

"We are slaves, and so are our children, and our children and grandchildren are endless, all slaves! There is no land, no food, and every drop of blood in our bodies belongs to the nobility. ”

"Why!"

Rong Hui clenched her fists, and at this time she resonated with An Dao for seven seconds, and she said the words that An Daolin had buried in her heart.

"The blood of the nobles is red, and ours is also red, what's the difference?"

"Why can they read and write, and we are even guilty of breaking the law and committing a crime?"

"They are rich, they plunder, and the blood that flows in their bodies is filthy blood!"

Rong Hui held a breath in her chest, she looked at Fu Yin with cold eyes, and sneered: "Who stipulated that Kendo City is their land?"

Nobles who do not work for nothing.

It is the aristocracy that is insatiable and constantly exploits us.

The land beneath our feet was saved by hundreds of thousands of slaves fighting on the battlefield. ”

Fu Yin looked at Rong Hui in astonishment, and a chill rushed to his heart, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Rong Hui raised his hand and pointed, "What did they do!"

Li Yanhui said indifferently: "Bullying the people, squeezing slaves, stealing and plundering, burning, killing and looting are unreasonable, bullying the old and weak, women and children, and using torture to make our children and grandchildren submit to their tyranny." ”

Li Yanhui, who grew up under the red flag, knew too well the inferior nature of slave owners and aristocrats, and he could talk in detail for three days and three nights.

Everyone listened with bated breath to Rong Hui's impassioned speech.

Especially Bing Jue, there is no class distinction in his consciousness, the elder and the young are inferior and inferior, and the ancestral precept that the monarch and the minister have to die are deeply ingrained in his heart.

Wherever the sun and the moon shine, and the mountains and rivers are caused, they are all the land of the empire.

Rong Hui bluntly said that the land of Kendo City should belong to all the people in Kendo City, not to one person, and the deviant words shocked Bing Jue's heart.

This master and apprentice duo are born anti-bone, and their words are not shocking and endless.

The people of Kendo City thought of the increasingly heavy taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and their hearts were dripping blood.

Slaves think about the unfair treatment they have suffered, their innocent children have no future, they can only make cattle and horses for others, and enslave them to death, only to feel that their blood is surging, and only resistance can have a future!

The nobles looked at Rong Hui like a ghost, and longed for the needle and thread to sew Rong Hui's mouth together, so as to save her from bewitching the public.

"Crazy, crazy, crazy!" Fu Yin trembled with anger, "Andorin, I think you are crazy, a slave wants to talk to the nobles about rights, dirty bugs, lowly street rats, don't be demagogic here!"

Rong Hui sneered: "Have you heard the brothers and sisters here? Slaves are bed bugs and lowly rats in the eyes of the nobles, and they are not even human. ”

Fu Yin opened his mouth, he didn't mean that, he just wanted Rong Hui to shut up!

Before he made a move, Bing Jue directly ordered someone to shut him up.

The lively mansion was so quiet that everyone's heartbeat could be heard, and the sound of breathing was clearly visible.

At this time, Rong Hui's consciousness and An Daolin's consciousness were supernatural.

She remembered the cursed piece of paper.

The faces of seeking knowledge and solving puzzles crossed in front of Rong Hui's eyes.

She said aloud: "I have a dream that I want to be in a place that is not from my origin.

Rather, it is life in a kingdom judged by the merits of character.

Slaves and slave owners' children hug each other to watch the sunset.

Women and men enjoy equality.

The status of nobles, commoners, slaves is not a limitation.

The aristocratic class and the slave class ceased to exist.

The road is also a trip to the world, the world is for the public, the selection of talents and abilities, and the letter and cultivation of the library.

Everyone is equal, and the world is the same. ”

The implication of Andorin's establishment of the Datong Dojo is the mind of the world's great harmony.

When these words fell, they shocked all four, like a bomb exploding in the crowd, and everyone's hearts were surging and their blood was boiling.

Rong Hui's heartstrings trembled, and in an instant, she seemed to hear Andorin's voice.

"I've been chasing my dream for decades, and it's still an unattainable dream. ”

"A spark can start a prairie fire. Rong Hui slowly raised his hand and clenched his fist, "Brothers and sisters who have been humiliated, only resistance can bring freedom.

Only those who rebel against us will not be enslaved.

We want to build a world where there is no oppression, no exploitation, and equality for all. ”

Speaking of this, Rong Hui looked at Fu Yin, whose eyes were cracked, and the excitement of generosity and righteousness appeared on his face, "If you don't notice the cold star, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

The words fell, and the iron lock of the official was impatient to wrap around Rong Hui's neck.

In Fu Yin's roar, Rong Hui was dragged into the dark prison.

Seeing this, Andorin's nearly 1,000 disciples were all sweating profusely in a hurry.

Li Yanhui immediately yelled, "Give me back my master, give me back my freedom, give me back my land, and give me back my future!"

It was also shocked that everyone in Rong Hui's words woke up.

"Let go of the Great Sword Master! Give me back my freedom, my land, and my future!"

"Let go of the Great Sword Master! Give me back my freedom, my land, and my future!"

“......”

The common people, who were bullied by the aristocracy, were bloody, and they begged for freedom outside the government with one voice.

The cry from the bottom of my heart made the earthquake tremble.

A deafening sound permeated Kendo Castle.

Rong Hui heard the hysterical shouts of the crowd and smiled with satisfaction.

After receiving the information, the city lord of Kendo City was furious, and immediately dismissed Fu Yin from his post and investigated it, and in the face of the mob, he habitually took measures to suppress it.

As long as there is this unhealthy atmosphere in the town, Kendo City can be safe and worry-free.

——

Kendo Castle, the Hall of Parliament.

Bing Jue suggested that the city lord be appeased, not more than in a hurry.

The Right Minister of the Sword Dao City sneered, "Elder Bing Jue, at this time, we should share the worries of the city lord instead of looking for trouble. ”

Bing Jue said lightly: "Those are the people of Sword Dao City, how can it be trouble, both soft and hard is the way to control people, Elder Yue, you are on the wrong side." ”

The city lord was troubled by the quarrel between the two and unceremoniously blasted them away.

The two of them left the main hall, Bing Jue's expression was indifferent, and Yue Changfeng's face was like cold iron.

They were all brought down to the secret realm by the cursed paper, and because there was no way out, Yue Changfeng was in a high position, so he simply didn't want to leave.

Yue Changfeng has a dislike for the Imperial Beast Sect, how to see how Bing Jue is not pleasing to the eye, and opposes him everywhere.

And he has a blood feud with the Sword Spirit Sect.

After learning that Rong Hui was Andorin, he couldn't sit still.

Yue Changfeng said: "Lao Tzu is most unaccustomed to the hypocrisy of you hypocrites, and I am not afraid to tell you that Rong Hui falls into my hands, and there is a dead end!"

Bing Jue's eyes turned cold, and the smile on his face did not decrease, "This seat also warns you, Yue Changfeng, you had better protect her, otherwise you will die a miserable death." ”

The two out-of-body realm masters of the Qingyun Sect are a lesson from the past.

Yue Changfeng snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves and left.

——

Rong Hui was imprisoned, and the Datong Dojo was leaderless.

Li Yanhui sat in the dojo, but no one asked him to say long or short, and he didn't care, he concentrated on doing a good job of 'reactionary' propaganda big-character posters, and tried his best to make one for everyone.

The dojo gathered tens of thousands of people whose consciousness had awakened, and the thousands of disciples of the Datong dojo faced the army sent by the government to suppress the people.

An Daolin's eight disciples discussed what to do in the house, while the unfavored Emperor Jiang Yu mediated Rong Hui's safety.

The flames of the sky were like a flame burning in the hearts of the people, scorching their anxious hearts.

Li Yan remembered the hanging emblem and was a little uneasy.

Wu Lang, a gambler sent out to inquire about the news, finally broke through the layers of obstacles to inform everyone of Rong Hui's news three hours later.

Li Yanhui rushed out of the door and said anxiously, "How is the master?"

Wu Lang held on to the wall and gasped, he ran back and forth for hundreds of miles, tired and sweaty, his eyes were slightly red, "When I opened up my connections and entered the death row, I saw blood all over the ground, Master, she..."

Halfway through the words, Wu Lang couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and couldn't cry and said: "Master, I'm afraid that it will be more auspicious." ”

Li Yanhui chuckled in his heart, his chest was violently bullied, and his head was buzzing.

Master......

Li Yan lowered his eyes, and his empty gaze swept over Wu Lang's dry robe, instantly sharp and boundless.

It was raining heavily, Wu Lang's soles were only a little muddy, his robe was unusually dry, and he had never been to the dungeon.

Good guy, lying about the news, Li Yanhui almost believed it.

If it weren't for Wu Lang being an indispensable person in the plan, Li Yanhui would have had a thousand means to make his life worse than death.

"Third Senior Brother, Master will definitely not have an accident. Li Yanhui handed over the original owner's registration card to Wu Lang, his little face was full of tears, "This is a hundred private soldiers left to me by my mother, and they are hidden on the mountain in the south of the city. ”

Wu Lang was stunned and said, "Those mountain bandits in the south of the city are your people?"

Li Yan was stunned and nodded slowly, "This is my last hole card, senior brother, go quickly, it's too late." ”

Li Yanhui urged Wu Lang to leave quickly.

Wu Lang originally wanted to cheat some money on the pretext of beating the prison guards, and gamble two handfuls to earn back the money he had lost in the past few days.

I didn't expect to get a hundred private soldiers!

In the past, a hundred private soldiers were useless to him, but now they are his lifesaver!

Today, Bing Jue made an exception to give him a commission to guard the 100 households of Kendo City and lead 100 people.

The composition of the guard army of Kendo Castle is extremely complex, and most of them are composed of nobles and hard work.

The 100 households that take office as new officials also need to find their own pawns.

Although Wu Lang has this identity, there is not a single soldier under him.

The officials of the same level as Wu Lang are all nobles, and most of his soldiers are slaves, so he is an empty shell.

Li Yanhui's token is a charcoal in the snow for Wu Lang.

Wu Lang excitedly held the token and ran out.

Li Yan looked back at his back running wildly, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The news that Rong Hui is fierce and auspicious wants to grow wings and fly all over Kendo City.

The officers and soldiers of the violent repression raised their broadswords against the rising people.

Rage, screams, fear, heart-rending shouts ran through Kendo Castle.

The pouring rain was still falling, and the blood and tears on the streets were no longer distinguishable.

Li Yanhui carried thousands of rubbed big-character posters on his back, blew up the fire, and set a fire.

"Senior brother and sister, help! the city lord will burn me, help!"

The raging flames rose into the air, and the tongues of fire frightened everyone present.

Li Yanhui calmly covered his nose with a moist cloth, and after the senior brothers and sisters who rushed in rescued him, he lay on his shoulders aggrievedly and cried, crying heartbreakingly.

"The nobles of Kendo City have no talent and no virtue, and they are crazy!" "The eldest disciple Chai Qiu stood with a cold sword, "He didn't even let go of his child!"

Li Yan lay back on his shoulder, pretending to be tender and said: "Yes, senior brother, if you die today, you will also die, you will die, it is better to fight for the master's ideals, we have to be fair!"

"That's why!"

"Yes!"

"We want to be fair!"

Tens of thousands of oppressed people and slaves gathered in the Datong Dojo shouted freedom with hoes and sickles!

When the disciples of the Datong Dojo heard Rong Hui's generous statement during the day, they thought of An Daolin's dream, and their blood immediately boiled.

Rise up and get back to freedom!

Nearly a thousand disciples who were proficient in swordsmanship poured out of the dojo to fight to the death against the suppressive army that slaughtered the people, and fought a path to freedom watered by blood.

At the same time, there were also large and small rebellions in other parts of Kendo City.

Li Yanhui looked at the slaves in the army who had put down their swords, guns, axes and halberds and surrendered, and smiled.

——

As soon as Rong Hui was released from the prison, he was transferred to another place.

I don't know what the iron chain that binds Rong Hui is, and I only feel weak when I wear it.

An hour later, Rong Hui was pushed into a cave.

"Boom!"

The stone door, which weighed a thousand pounds, slammed shut.

The phosphorus fire in the cave was shining, and the old and rotten wind blew into Rong Hui's nose, which was stuffy and smelly.

"What the hell should I do with this group of ghosts that are still ghostly!"

"He said he was going to play a game with us, and he couldn't leave until he finished the game. ”

"Is it hard to find a ghost?"

"Senior brother, you don't have a backache when you sit and talk, that's a ghost from the Jindan Realm!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm lying on my stomach. ”

“......”

As soon as these words came out, the cave was suddenly silent.

In the next second, a roar erupted.

"My dear mother, who was sitting on the ground just now!"

The more Rong Hui listened to these voices, the more familiar they became, and they seemed to be disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect.

Bing Jue dug three feet into the ground and didn't find a disciple of the Royal Beast Sect in Kendo City, but he didn't expect to be trapped in this ghost place.

Rong Hui could hear their voices, but he couldn't see anyone.

This group of cute disciples, she likes it very much, and she must take them out safely.

Rong Hui walked halfway, and his back suddenly felt cold.

It's like soaking in ice water, biting cold, this is the familiar ghost cold of Rong Hui.

A rotting hand rested silently on her shoulder from behind.

"Let's play a game of taking something from whoever speaks first and whoever speaks first. ”

An eerie voice came from behind her ears, and Rong Hui had goosebumps all over her body, and she was weak and weak with chains on her hands.

The thing was lying on Rong Hui's back, she only felt as if she was carrying a mountain, and her sturdy body was bent in an instant, so she could only walk slowly against the wall.

"Ahhh

The disciples of the Royal Beast Sect jumped up and down in the cave, and the group turned left and right, and finally collided with Rong Hui head-on.

When everyone saw what Rong Hui was on, their screams stopped abruptly, their legs trembled involuntarily, and their dilated pupils reflected the appearance of the monster.

"Division... Brother. The younger disciple grabbed Senior Brother Yang Zhengping's hand tightly and stammered, "Let's escape." ”

Compared to the monster in front of him, the ghost of that Jindan Realm is simply not too cute!

Yang Zhengping shook his head, "Look at that big man, his hands and feet are chained, and he is carrying that monster on his back, with a painful expression, it is not the style of the Royal Beast Sect to help her if he sees death and does not save him." ”

Yang Zhengping shouted Rong Hui twice.

Rong Hui raised his eyes to look at Yang Zhengping, pointed to his throat, and then pointed to the monster on his back, signaling that he couldn't speak.

The monster made a deal with her, and now she has no spiritual power, and she won't take risks without being sure.

Moreover, there are so many little disciples here.

"Is he mute?" said one of the disciples, with a strange expression, "why don't you speak." ”

Yang Zhengping reprimanded: "Senior brother, pay attention to your words, Qingfeng, you come up and see if the lock can be unlocked." ”

Qingfeng nodded, and the lock that trapped Rong Hui happened to be unlocked.

But the monster on Rong Hui's back is too terrifying!

Yang Zhengping immediately asked all the juniors and disciples to form a sword formation, approaching Rong Hui step by step.

They wouldn't have been able to sword formations.

But when Bing Jue saw that Li Yanhui was able to condense the formation alone, he couldn't help but say that he would not be able to teach the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect in a cramming style.

As soon as the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect approached, the monster on Rong Hui's back rioted, and countless black shadows flew out, opening their teeth and dancing claws towards everyone.

Yang Zhengping immediately decided to approach Rong Hui, and after a long time of trembling in the breeze, he finally untied the iron chains on Rong Hui's body.

The vast and infinite power returned to its place, Rong Hui slowly got up, she picked up a disciple's sword, and her voice was as cold as water, "This seat has spoken." ”

The monster lying on Rong Hui's back was ecstatic, it no longer attacked the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect, and instead looked at Rong Hui, "I want to..."

"What do you want?

Before the monster's words fell, the sword in Rong Hui's hand reflexively inserted into the monster's body.

Endless killing intent burst out of her, and the monster lying on her body was instantly pierced into a sieve, it screamed, and the body that was glued to Rong Hui's body bounced away.

The killing intent of the Relentless Killing Sword terrified it.

The pressure on his back disappeared, and Rong Hui quickly turned around.

What caught her eye was a monster as tall as a mountain with tens of thousands of faces.

Every face was screaming hoarsely, and the thick resentment was suffocating.

At this moment, Rong Hui thought of the wall of human blood on the twenty-fourth bridge.

This one is more like a failure.

"You," all the monster's faces said in unison, "why can't I take your body?" ”

Rong Hui stood in the center of the storm, there was nothing around her, but it gave people the feeling that there were hundreds of thousands of cold swords swirling, which made people feel cold, just by looking at it, she felt as if she had a sword on her neck.

Rong Hui said indifferently: "Don't look at what you are, you are also worthy?"

The sword qi is long and rainbow, and the silver light is flashing.

The disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect watched in amazement as Rong Hui slashed their fearful monster into pieces with just his sword moves, and his confidence instantly increased.

Rong Hui was holding An Daolin's body, and the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect couldn't recognize her.

There are many monks who cultivate the Ruthless Dao in Central Continent, and there are only a handful of them who are as ruthless as Rong Hui.

Even so, this group of super members of the Society for the Protection of Animals is still unrecognizable.

"Senior, you're so powerful!"

Yang Zhengping looked at Rong Hui with starry eyes, with a look of admiration.

Rong Hui smiled slightly, and was about to ask them why they were here, when he heard a disciple say, "It's better than forcing the king." ”

"I think the King is even more powerful, and her ruthless killing sword is a nightmare for me. ”

"Don't say it, Elder Zhou Xun is the weakest, and he can't get married!"

Rong Hui: "... Forcing the king, who?"

Yang Zhengping said with a smile: "The five elders of the Sword Spirit Sect. ”

Rong Hui: "???"

I was offended.

The disciple of the Royal Beast Sect asked Rong Hui if he had fallen from the cliff, and Rong Hui hummed perfunctorily.

Yang Zhengping saw that her complexion was wrong, thinking that she had not recovered yet, so he proposed to rest for a while.

The group sat in a dimly lit cave.

Suddenly, a wave of cold air hits.

The disciples of the Royal Beast Sect looked up, and the hanged ghost who had chased them all the way stopped in front of them, and without saying a word, he stepped on the shoulder of a disciple and threw out the white silk in his hand, and hung himself again.

As the hanged ghost hanged himself, almost all of the disciples got up in unison, stretched out their necks and spit out their long tongues like hanged ghosts.

Rong Hui was stunned and asked Yang Zhengping, the only one who didn't stand up, "How long has she been chasing you?"

Yang Zhengping smiled bitterly: "It's been a few days, and every time I chase someone, I have to step on the shoulders of a junior brother and commit suicide, but we're all fine, so..."

Rong Hui said coldly: "So when she stepped on you and hanged herself, it was the death of all of you!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhengping's blood poured out, and his hands and feet were cold, "Senior, really?"

Rong Hui got up, "You see if there are dents on the shoulders of those disciples who stood up and committed suicide." ”

Yang Zhengping is looking for prestige, there really is!

"Before... Predecessor. ”

Yang Zhengping was about to ask for help, but he saw that Rong Hui had already walked to the hanged ghost who was stepping on his disciple's shoulder.

Rong Hui stepped on the mountain wall, and the hanged ghost was high.

The hanged man was stunned.

Rong Hui said indifferently: "Is it fun to hang yourself?"

The hanged ghost rolled his long tongue, and Ziqing's face smiled gloomily, "Next, it's you!"

"Then you can't wait. Rong Hui suddenly grabbed the white silk that the hanged ghost was hanging, crossed the two ends, and pulled hard, "It's not good to die to scare the child, I'll help you!"

An Daolin cultivated as a great sword master with infinite power.

In addition, the murderous aura on Rong Hui's body was heavier than that on the hanged ghost, and she was completely suppressed by Rong Hui and had no ability to resist.

The disciples of the Royal Beast Sect were dumbfounded as they watched the hanged ghost being strangled to death by Rong Hui again.

In this way, they thought of the elder.