The first step into Songjiazhuang, Zuo Fengchen had a feeling of confusion. Songjiazhuang is not like the village in Zuo Fengchen's impression, it is very large, almost as big as a small county town. As soon as he arrived at the gate of Songjiazhuang, several guards at the gate saw Qingwan and hurriedly blocked Zuo Fengchen's approach.

"What are you doing? Don't you know that the fox demon needs to be shackled? Look at you like this, the fox demon can't be stolen!"

After one of the guards finished speaking, he aimed his spear at Zuo Fengchen, and the other two guards also ran over and drew their knives and put them on Qingwan's neck. The knife was very sharp, and the white skin was cut by the blade.

Several guards surrounded Zuo Fengchen, and the merchants who came in and out of the city also stopped, as if they wanted to watch a good show like this.

"Big brother, although our Songjiazhuang is the largest demon beast ~ trading market in Wuling Mansion, but it is the first time I have seen such a peugeot spirit fox beauty!"

"Don't talk about you, I've lived for more than a hundred years, and I've never seen such beauty!"

The guards were fascinated by Qingwan's appearance, and an old man with gray hair who looked like an onlooker couldn't help but sigh.

"Big brother, hehe, if we dedicate her to the little marquis, and the little marquis is happy, will we still use it as a doorman here?"

"Well, that's what my brother said!"

The head of the guard smiled slightly, and as soon as he beckoned, he was about to escort Qingwan down.

Autumn is a little deeper, and the noon sun shines through the gaps in the city gates on the mottled city walls, and a maple leaf drifts from nowhere and falls on the crowded city gates.

"Boss, do you drink monkey brains? Look, how young is this monkey?"

"Well, how much?"

"Ten copper coins!"

"Deal!"

A blood-stained axe was lifted, and the blood-stained jet-black axe smashed like a hammer of death into a girl beside her. The girl looked like she was only four or five years old, and she looked terrified.

She was greeted with boundless fear, so her body trembled uncontrollably, and she didn't dare to let out a cry until the axe slammed into her head.

With an ax, the child's childish ~ tender head bloomed directly, and the snow-white brain flower overflowed, and an old man in his seventies who had just finished paying hurriedly held the girl's head and drank her brain.

Qingwan was very scared, she was afraid that she would be dedicated to the little marquis of Songjiazhuang. Especially when she saw that in the bustling crowd, someone actually smashed a child's head alive to drink brain flowers, and she was even more afraid.

"You! you ......"

Zuo Fengchen couldn't believe what he saw, the heinous demon he knew was not so brutal! That was a child, how could they bear it?!

What is the difference between this and primitive people? Haven't they yet entered the civilized society? Before Zuo Fengchen calmed down the blood in his heart, the chief guard had already escorted Qingjuan to the city!

"Qingwan!"

Zuo Fengchen roared angrily and pulled out his sword~ and pierced the back of the guard chief's heart with a single sword.

Blood, blood, fell from the tip of the sword, drops, two, fell on the dust, splashing small ripples of mud.

The chief guard turned his head in disbelief, Zuo Fengchen had already pulled out ~ his sword, and with a plop, the chief guard fell to the ground.

"Murder, someone killed the captain of the guard!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and all the people watching the excitement ran away at once.

They are sometimes like the people Zuo Fengchen has seen! They are so brutal in dealing with the weak, and they are so timid in the face of the strong.

"You, you, you dare to kill!"

It seemed that he couldn't believe everything in front of him, and his hands trembled a little at Zuo Fengchen's guards. Zuo Fengchen put the sword back into the scabbard and took out a cold waist card from his arms, which exuded a pale black light that only black was found in black jade.

It can be seen from the texture that this waist card is not simple!

"What, what! Actually, it's a countryman!"

From Fengqi Town to Songjiazhuang, Zuo Fengchen has seen many people who covet Qingwan's beauty, and he doesn't know how many souls have died under his sword. Along the way, Zuo Fengchen knew that this was a very hierarchical world, just like in ancient China: the king let the minister die, and the minister had to die.

And this earth that balances the world is even greater, especially in the country of Wumeng under the rule of the Legalists!

The status of the Umeng Kingdom is more strictly divided, and it is the Umeng Emperor who rules everything from above, but the Umeng Emperor has not been concerned about the world for thousands of years. Therefore, it is actually the Legalists who rule over everything, and the Legalists are the representatives of the people, and the prime minister is under one person, and above the ten thousand people, and whoever wants to die can die, and whoever wants to live can live.

In addition to the criminal prime minister, the one who can be ranked with the criminal prime minister is the lord of the fifty-six mansions of Wumeng State. They have the royal blood of the Umeng Empire flowing in their bodies, they control the life and death of the people of Yifu, and they make contracts that the people of Yifu should abide by.

Among the titles, in addition to the prince of the mansion, there are princes and marquises. The Gong clan and the Hou clan are the descendants of the founding generals of the Wumeng Empire, the Duke has its own principality, the principality is much more than the government, and the Hou clan does not have a principality, but they have their own estate, such as Songjiazhuang, their owner is the inherited lord of the township.

Therefore, Zuo Fengchen dared to kill unscrupulously!

When it comes to killing, no, it should be said that it is to eliminate harm for the people!

"Whoever touches the green silk, die!"

Zuo Fengchen put away his sword, and the knives in the hands of the two guards holding Qingwan fell to the ground with a thud, and they couldn't believe that a dignified countryman was wearing such tattered clothes!

"Hou Ye spares his life, Hou Ye spares his life!"

Several guards hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. Qingwan turned around, her face pale, she didn't understand why Zuo Fengchen, who had always been gentle and elegant, suddenly seemed to be a different person.

"Goo......

Just when Zuo Fengchen wanted to kill these scumbags, his stomach actually screamed angrily. Zuo Fengchen sighed: "Hey, you shouldn't have bought this sword in the first place!"

The name of the sword in Zuo Fengchen's hand is Qiushui, which was bought by Zuo Fengchen from a down-and-out swordsman when he passed through Fubei County. Zuo Fengchen didn't want to buy this sword, because all he had in his pocket were two silver coins. But the swordsman looked so pitiful, and he had to sell himself instead of others, and said that the sword was destined for him, and he wanted to entrust it to a destined person.

In this way, the swordsman successfully deceived Zuo Fengchen of the only two silver coins left in his pocket, so that Zuo Fengchen had to rely on steamed buns and wild fruits to satisfy his hunger along the way. For this, Qingwan complained a lot.

What kind of person is the owner of Songjiazhuang, Zuo Fengchen doesn't know, just killed his doorman before they met, what if he is a person who protects his shortcomings and can't hand over his task?

Zuo Fengchen couldn't help but think about it, his plug-in system seemed to only prompt one task, if this task could not be completed, he would not prompt the next task, and if he wanted to take the next task, he must complete the previous task!