Xuan Shuang lifted her fist, knocked her hard on his head a few times, and said, "I don't hesitate to be worthy of my own value, and called you so many big brothers. Do you think it's a waste of time?" He always felt that he didn't have enough punches, but he just couldn't get back the scene. He knocked it several times in a row before he was finished.

He pulled one of his arms, put them on his shoulders, half-dragged him, and walked half-carriedly across most of the streets. On the way, someone was curious and looked around, but they didn't care. From time to time, he would cry and howl a few words of "big brother and little brother" and deceive everyone again, which could also lead them to "sweep a handful of bitter tears" for the pair of miserable brothers.

Walking through the streets and alleys, I returned to the remote tavern at the corner of the city. I couldn't help but complain to myself, "It's so unreasonable, it's like I've really become your filial little brother, and I'm going to carry you over?" I looked up and saw that the tavern was empty, and the food on the table was still steaming, but the person waiting to taste it was gone.

Looking at the ground, they were all covered with "corpses" wearing constable clothes, not knowing their lives or death. Xuanshuang felt a little scared in her heart, suppressing the discomfort in her throat, and shouted from all sides: "Master? Master... are you here?"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind, saying, "What is the name of a ghost? Haven't you seen a dying person?" Before Xuan Shuang turned around, a black shadow flew into the inn and sat in a chair. This was just a common form of showing light skills, and nothing is worth making a fuss. But when the man used it, he first exuded a cold and oppressive aura, as if he was born with great respect, and those present should bow their heads to him.

Xuan Shuang was overjoyed when she heard this and said, "Dying people? Are you saying... they are not dead yet?" Jiang Liechen snorted and said, "You are in good spirits. You are still carrying this half-dead thing on your back? Don't you feel tired?"

When Xuanshuang mentioned it, he realized that there was still a burden on his back. Because he was too emotional, he didn't even pay attention to the extra weight out of thin air. At this time, he smiled embarrassedly, but still couldn't hide his secret joy. He pulled the man's arm and threw him down, and smiled and said, "Master, look at me who captured him alive. How about it, this task was completed quite well, right? Does it live up to your name as a closed disciple?"

He wanted to hear a few words of encouragement, but Jiang Liechen didn't meet his wish. He snorted coldly: "If you achieve a little bit, you will be complacent. What will happen in the future? I said early in the morning that things are done by man, and nothing you can't do." Xuanshuang said in his heart: "It also includes killing you?" This sentence turned around several times, and he was about to come out of his impulse, but in the end he was forced to suppress himself.

Jiang Liechen raised his hand and pointed around the store, saying, "These people just fainted, and they still have the last breath left. All of them are left for you to cook."

Xuan Shuang could understand what he said about "cuisine" means "killing everything", and said to herself: "It turns out that you keep their lives for the time being, not a sudden kindness, but just want to push this heinous sin on me."

Seeing the constables tilted around, they felt a sense of sympathy. Perhaps they also had wives and children. The beautiful wife at home prepared a table of hot meals, accompanied by a dim lonely lamp, waiting for her. The son was waiting for his father, looking forward to sitting on his lap and listening to him telling the legendary story of arresting criminals during the day. No matter how difficult the process was, he would be safe and sound in the end. Everyone was happy, because his father was the pillar of the family and the hero in the minds of the youngest son of the orphan wife.

Today, when these people were killed, I don’t know how many family wives were separated, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, which was very miserable. He was still kind and couldn’t bear it. He tried to plead for mercy on his behalf, “You…would you definitely kill them?”

Jiang Liechen said, "Nonsense, who told them to dare to offend me? I'm still alive!" Xuan Shuang said, "What they eat is the public meal, and what they do is to do? They are all orders from the superiors. You can't catch you, the court's crime. You are still free and happy, and they are a serious crime that loses their heads. Maybe, they are very respectful to you..." Jiang Liechen said, "What are you talking about? These miscellaneous people are not close to you, so you can't blame me for them?"

Xuan Shuang sighed, thinking that the demon was killing people, and attempting to ask him to be a fool. He turned his head and looked at the group of constables, suppressed his mercy, comforted himself and said, "Even if there is no me, they will die when they hit the hands of the Seven Evil Demons. But if I can follow his wishes now, I can kill him as I wish and avenge all those who die in vain. Kill a hundred and save millions, this deal is worth it. The only thing I can do is to reduce the pain before your death..." His fists were clenched, his face was stiff, like a soldier who was about to go to the execution ground to die.

As soon as he took a few steps forward, Jiang Liechen suddenly said, "Slowly! Have you seen the method of this seat? Hum?" He was still quite proud. Xuan Shuang immediately felt chill all over, and the incomplete corpses that were stopped in Prince Fu's mansion appeared in front of him. He shivered and said in a trembling voice: "No...no..."

After saying that, he regretted it immediately. Sure enough, Jiang Liechen said, "It's great, let's show you! Go and carry a corpse up." Xuanshuang wanted to cut his tongue. It seemed that "too much words will lead to mistakes" was the most reasonable thing. He was hateful that he couldn't get rid of this verbal problem. He walked into the crowd and picked a middle-aged strong man who was not good-looking and carried it to the table. He turned his head away with a bitter face, and did not want to see the tragic phenomenon in this world.

Jiang Liechen sneered, "What's there to be afraid of?" He slapped the man in the face a few times. The man woke up in a daze, not knowing where he was, and he burst into pain on his face and blurted out, "Who is fucking him? How dare you disturb me when I sleep?"

Jiang Liechen snorted coldly and said, "By his words, 10,000 deaths are enough." He quickly stretched his forearm, his fingernails quickly stretched out, and he stabbed into the man's chest with a "punch". His five fingers were like sharp blades, penetrated the armor without any obstacles. With a slight rotation, the chest turned from five blood holes to one blood hole.

Although Xuanshuang was extremely afraid, she had to bite her teeth and watch him take out a bright red heart from his chest, which was still beating, and lifted it to the man's eyes and slowly increase the force. Straws of blood and pieces of broken flesh flowed onto his face, emitting a strong and pungent smell of blood. He moved very quickly. When he took out his heart, the man had not lost all his consciousness. He could see his heart being crushed in front of him. The taste was really not easy to bear.

Xuan Shuang's stomach churned many times. After almost hundreds of years, she finally managed to end the torture. Jiang Liechen refused to let him go and said coldly: "The next thing, you should do the same thing. Don't I have to say more, right?"

Xuan Shuang gently stroked her chest with one hand, and suddenly she felt an empty feeling of anger. She stumbled with difficulty, squeezed out some voices, and said, "Why... want to poach people's hearts? If it's just to demonstrate to the Qing court, wouldn't it be so naive? Is it much better to give them a pleasure with one knife?

Jiang Liechen said: "Just think about it, as long as you do what I say now, one day in the future, you can treat me like this. In the past!"

Xuanshuang gritted her teeth and looked at him. She didn't know if it was a coincidence or if her thoughts had been seen through him. In the end, she nodded and said, "Okay... leave it all to me."

When he walked to the corner, he suddenly had an idea. He pressed the man's chest a few times in front of him, then spread his hands and said, "Master, I am not as skilled as you, and it is difficult to imitate your cleverness. I dare not let the coroner test his wounds and lose your reputation." He thought that he had enough praise for this and flattered him. He should give some face to see this.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Liechen was really a sarcastic heart. Hearing this, he pulled out a dagger from the table and threw it towards Xuanshuang. Xuanshuang caught it with both hands, knowing that this time he was leaving the retreat. He could only bend down, untied the man's clothes, take off his armor, and reveal his chest and skin. As soon as he pushed the blade across, he felt his whole arm trembling, and he was still resisting this matter.

Seeing that he was still moving, Jiang Liechen no longer had any more talk. He picked up a glass of wine and splashed it at the man. The wine contained internal strength. The man woke up as soon as he got into the door. He blinked his eyes a few times, looked around, and quickly remembered his experience. He was so scared that he burst into tears and begged incoherently: "Ling... Ling Beile, please don't kill me, okay? I will give you all my belongings... No, no, I have old people above and young people below,

All the whole family has to rely on me to support me... If you spare me, I will follow you wholeheartedly in the future and will never reveal your secret. Otherwise, I will curse me of a sore on my tongue... I... I know that you have the best conscience, God will bless the kind-hearted people. If you become the emperor in the future, you will be a wise king... I will burn incense and pray for you day and night, and respect you as my savior..." As I spoke, several big tears rolled down the corners of my eyes.

Jiang Liechen said, "I dare to tell me the truth when I die. This kind of lowly wild dog can tell you anything in order to save his life. There is no need to talk to him, kill him!" Xuan Shuang felt sour in her heart and begged: "Master, forgive me for being a disciple who has no grievances and no grudges, and is a person who just promised to pray for me. I really can't do it. You think that conquering people's hearts is much more effective than killing them. Since he has surrendered sincerely, why should he kill them again? Let's force him to make a poisonous oath, not tell anyone my secret, and then... let him go?"

Jiang Liechen said disdainfully: "If you want to swear poison, I can send you a hundred of them at any time. Who else has ever met? You have not killed anyone, but you can kill one hundred of them. Whether you kill someone or whip the corpse, the two are no different. The sins you are contaminated with will never be reduced. If you have the courage to be my disciple, you should be prepared forever. Once you take the first step to commit evil, you will be on the path of no return. No matter how high-sounding you say in the future, you will always be unable to turn the world back and sink into the sea of ​​suffering forever.

If you have to reach the end, all that is left before you will be a dead end. Are you willing to accept this destined death? In this dirty world, the so-called justice, truth, and justice will not allow sinners to coexist with good people. In this case, sinners should resist heaven and destiny and eliminate all the hypocritical good people. Neither good nor evil nor the difference will be destroyed. But if you were born evil, but you are obsessed with the good path and are in this gap, neither force can tolerate you. Even if heaven is punished or earth is destroyed, you still can't make up your mind?"

Xuan Shuang's eyebrows and eyes drooped, and her hand holding the knife trembled gradually. She took a deep breath and said, "No need to say it anymore. I understand." Her subordinates used force to cut the bloody mouth on the man.

At this moment, he thought he was dead. Now he killed someone and committed a crime. He decided to kill Jiang Liechen in order to have a breath of gamble. Before the gamble continued, he lost, and lost completely, and even the soul in his body also lost.

No wonder Shangguan Yaohua once persuaded him with great sincerity that even if he was desperate, he could not take this devil as his master, otherwise he would only destroy himself. He always regarded himself very highly and thought that he could control the situation in his hands. Now, except as a walking corpse-like chess piece, he could no longer find any value for survival.

The man felt a sharp pain in his chest and couldn't care about anything. He cursed: "You vicious little devil, you have no heart and soul, and you will die well! The emperor has already recognized your true face and will drag you to Lingchi tomorrow! I will become a ghost when I die, and I will come to seek your life again! You, a beast with a broken conscience!"
Chapter completed!