Standing in the smoke, the fat man raised his head, remembering that when he was a child, he heard the old man once say that in ancient times, when beheading, the prisoner must lower his head.
One person pulled the prisoner's hair, asked him to bow his head to admit his mistake in front of the loess, and then chopped it off with one knife.
You have to be quick.
If you encounter a novice and fail to cut him off with the knife, the prisoner will die from pain. otbnkotgt The fat man didn't want to bow his head because he knew he was not wrong.
There is no right or wrong in the world, let alone the so-called justice and evil.
There is no difference between killing with a sword and killing with a curse.
I heard people around me shouting the same words.
"Kill them, they deserve to die."
"Kill these guys.
We agreed to kill them."
These people turned into bloodthirsty demons in the blink of an eye.
Whether they said this out of sincerity or not, no one expected them to survive at this moment.
Hao Tingying raised his hands high.
This woman who was born to be a master has only encountered such embarrassment once in her life, which was the conflict between the Haotian family and the business community in Hong Kong.
She couldn't stand those little people actually climbing on top of her head "Okay, since the heroes of the world want you to die, that is what the people want and what everyone hopes for.
It's not that I won't give you a chance.
Send me an order to punish these four villains who dare to cause trouble at the Sanjiang Ghost Town Convention on the spot."
The sharp blade flashed in the wind, and the men of the Haotian family walked over with the long sword in their hands.
The fat man's breathing began to become tense.
He turned around and saw Yuan Feng kneeling on the ground with long hair covering half of his face.
After knowing each other for so many years, Fatty has a deep understanding of his wife's condition.
He knew that Yuan Feng was very scared at this moment.
His body was shaking slightly and he was breathing heavily, and he could even guess that his wife's heartbeat must be very fast at this moment.
"Feng'er" the fat man shouted.
Yuan Feng turned her head when she heard the voice, her red and tearful eyes shattered Fatty's heart.
At this moment, he wanted to give his wife a hug, but he couldn't open his bound hands.
"Feng'er, don't cry, don't cry."
The fat man was not afraid of anything, not even death, but he was afraid of his lover's tears.
The long knife was already placed on their necks.
Yuan Feng gritted his teeth and said: "Cui'er, if we can have another life, I will still marry you."
The emotions surging in his heart finally burst out at this moment.
Amidst the noisy shouts of killing all around, Fatty could hear these words clearly.
Tears filled his eyes in an instant.
Even if he took off his arms and legs, he would not cry.
The fat man's face was full of tears at this time, he nodded and shouted: "Damn it.
If there is another life, I will definitely marry you."
"You have no next life.
After I kill you, I will extract your souls according to the instructions of the eldest lady.
They will be sealed in the family forever."
The executioner said with a sneer.
"Let's do it."
Hao Tingying was tired of this farce.
She just wanted to quickly end these people who had brought shame to her and threatened her life.
The executioner raised his long knife, and the fat man looked at Yuan Feng.
With his face flushed, he shouted: "Fuck, do it" The sharp sword slashed down, Yuan Feng's tears, Tang Yuyan's relief, the fat man's roar and Luo Qiong's silence.
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The four of them are about to go to hell together.
At this moment, the world is in despair.
"Keep your head up, don't lower your head even if you die," the fat man roared angrily.
The blade fell, and the sky in front of him seemed to be about to turn blood red, but at this moment, a golden light passed from behind the crowd, passing silently over everyone's head.
Then gently pass through the necks of the four chopstick hands.
The world in Luo Qiong's eyes was occupied by red, and the sky turned into blood in an instant.
Hot blood splashed on his face, but it was not his blood.
A crooked human face fell from before his eyes.
Then the chopstick hand standing behind him fell heavily to the ground.
Luo Qiong didn't even understand what happened.
Not only him, but Fatty, Yuan Feng and Tang Yuyan also didn't understand what happened, but the chopstick hands standing behind them suddenly died.
The fat man was breathing rapidly.
Just now, the blade was so close to him that the blade had even gently tore open his neck.
But he didn't die "I'm still alive, how could I still be alive?"
Tang Yuyan looked at the fallen chopstick hand next to her with some surprise.
At that moment, her heart was suddenly filled with a sense of peace.
It can even be said that there is a feeling of freedom from life and death.
She is not dead.
She has been fighting the old woman in her body for so long, and now it is finally time to let go of everything.
Yuan Feng's tears couldn't stop flowing down.
He crawled over to the fat man, leaned against him and shouted, "Hubby, are you okay?
Are you injured?"
There was chaos on the stage, and no one around the stage, including the high platform where the organizer was sitting, knew what was going on.
Hao Tingying's face looked very ugly.
She clearly saw a golden light cutting open the heads of the four chopstick hands, but she didn't know where the golden light came from.
"So-and-so is against us" Hao Tingying roared angrily.
Mr.
Tang and others also stood up and looked outside.
Everyone at the scene became nervous.
The crowd was also in chaos, not knowing what was going on.
The scene was surprisingly quiet for a while.
No one dared to speak at this time.
Only Hao Tingying spoke frequently on the high platform.
"Fat man, do you miss me?"
a voice came from behind the crowd.
The fat man paused, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
He slowly turned his head, and under the strong wind he saw a figure slowly walking out from behind the crowd.
"Who are you?"
he asked in a low voice, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and all consciousness in his mind stopped at this second.
The figure was getting closer and closer, the black robe was blowing in the wind, and the golden hair was floating out of the hood.
Although he couldn't see clearly the true appearance of the person in front of him, Fatty gradually compared the person in front of him with the figure of someone else.
At the same time, Jun Yan was standing at the door of the VIP room of the Jun family, holding a long knife in his hand.
Just before the golden light appeared, he was already ready to rush out and save people.
But when he saw the speaker coming out, he was stunned.
His eyes opened wider and wider.
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The voice was so familiar.
The moment he heard the voice, he already knew who the person under the black robe was.
But he couldn't believe it, because this man should have died long ago.
The smoke had not yet dissipated, and a man in black robe walked onto the stage and stood in front of the four people.
The fat man looked up at him and could see a pair of eyes hidden in the hood that emitted a faint light.
"Is that you?"
the fat man asked.
He was so sharp-tongued that he didn't know what to say.
The man under the black robe did not speak.
He slowly raised his hand, with his palm facing forward.
He gently grasped it with his fingers, and the Seven Kills Ghost Sword on the knife holder suddenly bounced up from the knife holder, and the blade began to rotate.
Against the seal sealed on the blade.
The blade turned faster and faster, and the power of the seal became weaker and weaker.
During the confrontation, the blade finally drew a strange black light.
The sealing barrier was shattered in an instant, and he rushed out in the blink of an eye.
The handle of the knife fell into the hand of the man in black robe.
The black light on the knife was flowing, and the murderous aura was released from the blade in layers, surrounding the man's arm.
"The Seven Kills Ghost Sword has recognized its master," the people around were shocked and shouted.
Obviously, there is a huge curiosity about the relationship between the man on the table and the Seven Kills Demon Sword.
The answer in Fatty's heart was getting closer and closer to reality, and he finally began to believe the true identity of the person he saw in front of him.
"You, you" may be because of nervousness, the fat man's voice was trembling slightly, which sounded a little strange.
The person holding the Seven Kills Ghost Sword smiled and reached out to grab the hood on his head.
As the hood came off a little bit, a familiar face, the person who was least likely to appear here, appeared.
The sadness and surprise in the eyes of the four people suddenly turned into overwhelming surprise.
Jun Yan showed a smile on his face and shouted: "Damn, he's back!"
There was still silence all around, the golden hair was gently swaying in the breeze, blowing the hair in front of my eyes, the black robe, and the eyes filled with deep light.
They knew who they saw, and they knew where the person standing in front of them at this moment came from.
And that is impossible, returning from hell, reincarnating from the underworld.
Finally, someone said the name and revealed the person's identity.
"Ba Xiaoshan is really alive
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