Chilian Holy Land, under a mountain, Zuobai Peak, with twenty flag owners, was tied to a valley.

In the valley, there was extremely quiet, but there was a huge murderous intent to lock everyone.

"Shishou Qi, we, we should have escaped, we shouldn't have surrendered at that time!"

"The Holy Lord doesn't listen to our explanation at all. Are we dead?"

"Last time, last time they were executed by the Holy Lord here!"

"Yes, they were executed here last time. At that time, it seemed that the five major flag commanders were pleading for mercy, but it was useless! This time, the death of the Saint Son of Si Xin, and the several major flag commanders did not even dare to plead."

"It's useless to ask for mercy. The Holy Lord executes us, no one dares to stop us!"

"We're dead?"

"I, I don't want to die!"

"At that time, we should have escaped!"

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The banner owners exchanged in horror. Only Zuo Baifeng did not say a word, but the fear could not be concealed in his eyes.

But at this moment, a figure slowly walked towards the entrance of the valley.

"Ahem!!"

Accompanied by a morbid cough, the murderous aura in the entire valley dissipated strangely.

The banner owners looked up and saw a thin old man in green walking slowly. The old man had three hideous scars on his face, which made the old man look quite ferocious, but his face seemed to feel terminally ill.

"Who is he? There are murderous intents in this valley of punishment, and there are holy tools locked in it. Why...? Could it be that he is here to execute us?" The owner of the banner said in surprise.

"I, I don't want to die yet, Flag Commander!" The flag leader said in horror.

Only Zuo Baifeng suddenly had his eyes lit up and he showed a look of surprise: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, are you here to save us?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough!" The old man in green covered his handkerchief and coughed for a while, looking coldly at the bound people.

"Shishou Qi, who is this old man? His steps are empty and he seems to have no cultivation! Is this a mortal?" A flag owner immediately said curiously.

"Shut up, don't be rude to Mr. Lu. In the entire Chilian Holy Land, only Mr. Lu can change his mind!" Zuo Baifeng immediately shouted.

Change the Holy Lord’s mind?

Everyone's face changed suddenly. The Holy Lord was arbitrary in the Chilian Holy Land. Even if everyone added up, they could not change the Holy Lord's thoughts. Can this mortal old man in front of him?

But the next moment, a wave of expectation flashed in everyone's eyes.

"Cough cough cough, Zuo Baifeng!" Mr. Lu looked at Zuo Baifeng coldly while coughing.

"Here, the villain is here!" Zuo Baifeng said respectfully.

"See Si Xin's body?" Mr. Lu narrowed his eyes and looked at Zuo Baifeng.

"Yes, the Holy Son of Si Xin was pierced through his heart and was already dead. When I returned to Baicao City again, the body of Si Xin was gone!" Zuo Baifeng showed bitterness.

"Cough cough, for the sake of your return and asking for punishment, I have helped you plead for the Holy Lord and allow you to commit crimes and make meritorious service!" Mr. Lu said in a cough.

"I made a meritorious service with my guilt? Really? Thank you Mr. Lu!" Zuo Baifeng immediately showed ecstasy.

"As for others, they fled for fear of sin, and have been burned by the Holy Lord for thousands of miles!" Mr. Lu said lightly.

Thousand miles to burn the corpse? All the flag owners suddenly felt shocked. They understood that all those who escaped were dead. They swallowed their saliva, and were extremely glad to follow Zuo Baifeng back and ask for punishment.

"The three saints of Chilian are indispensable. The saints of Sixin are almost defeated, which almost caused the saint master's plan to fail. You and others are bound to blame!" Mr. Lu looked at everyone coldly.

"Yes!" Everyone dared not argue.

"The Holy Lord allows you to make meritorious contributions for your sins. From now on, please wait and listen to my order. You can clean up. At noon tomorrow, follow me to the Great Qin and go to the capital of Shendu!" Mr. Lu said in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir!" Everyone said gratefully.

"Sir, we are on the mission to Daqin, and we don't know what's going on?" Zuo Baifeng said curiously.

"Catch Ying Dong, substitute Si Xin's position as the saint son! Cough cough cough!" Mr. Lu coughed.

"Ah?" Everyone suddenly said in surprise.

Go to the Great Qin Shendu, and catch the grandson of the Great Qin Emperor under the eyes of the Great Qin Emperor? Isn’t this seeking death?

But Mr. Lu did not explain to everyone at all and had already left the Criminal Law Valley.

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The Great Qin people’s dynasty capital, the Shendu! The Fourth Prince’s Mansion!

In the Fourth Prince's Mansion, a heavy atmosphere filled with black and white colors everywhere. In the main hall, a mourning hall was even arranged, and a mourning hall for the Hou Yingsheng of Wansheng.

In the mourning hall, the fourth prince Ying Fen looked at the body of his son in the coffin, and his face showed a trace of ferocious look.

"Sheng'er, someone has come to avenge you just now. The thief Wang Xiong will arrive in Shendu in the next few days. I will definitely avenge you for my father, so that he will never come back!" Ying Fen said with a hideous face.

"Your Highness, the Censor is here! It seems very angry, we can't stop it!" a servant said respectfully.

While speaking, a white-haired old man in official uniform stepped into the mourning hall. The old man was extremely energetic and his eyes seemed to contain a sense of righteousness. The moment he entered the mourning hall, the white-haired old man felt even more angry.

"I have something important to ask Ying Fen. Do you dare to stop me?" The old man with white hair said angrily.

The servant could only feel panic when he saw that the old man had entered the mourning hall.

"Go down!" Ying Fen said lightly.

"Yes!" The servant immediately retreated.

"Mr. Zhang, I am immersed in the pain of losing my son and failed to meet him. I hope to forgive me!" Ying Fen bowed to the old man with grief on his face.

In the grief, two tears squeezed out from his eyes.

These two tears made the angry old man's anger relieved a lot.

"Fourth Prince, I was in a hurry and broke into your Fourth Prince's Mansion. I forgive you if you don't have any!" said the old man with white hair and said with a breath of anger.

"Mr. Zhang taught Dong'er that Sheng'er's knowledge is his family's mentor. He was able to break into our mansion and was close to me. How could this palace blame Lord Zhang?" Ying Fen immediately shook his head.

The old man with white hair nodded: "It's best if you think this way. I'm also in a hurry. Let me ask you, now the Shendu, from princes and nobles to peddlers, are hotly discussing the trial of Wang Xiong. The whole city is full of criticism of Wang Xiong, and even the gambling house has opened a verdict on how to execute Wang Xiong, but have you sent someone to spread the news?"

"Is the whole city hotly discussed?" Ying Fen said in surprise.

"You don't know?" The white-haired old man glared.

The news that the white-haired old man received was spread from the Fourth Prince's Mansion. Now Ying Fen pretends not to know?

"I am also angry at losing my son. I complained to some relatives and friends. I didn't expect that it would cause a big wave in the whole city!" Ying Fen said bitterly.

"It's not just about promoting the big wave, do you know the impact of this matter? The people in the city are criticizing Wang Xiong, and the people's voices are also forcing the positions of a large number of officials. This will cause wrong judgments for the next national trial!" The white-haired old man said coldly.

"The people's hearts cannot be disobeyed. This is what the Human Emperor said! The people's hearts sympathize with my son. Is there any mistake?" Ying Fen defended.

"Hmph, the hearts of the people cannot be violated, but you cannot mislead the people and influence the hearts of the people! The hearts of the people cannot be violated, and the hearts of the people cannot be deceived! I have gained the trust of the Emperor and became the censor and the chief censor, responsible for supervising all officials, and have the responsibility to uphold the world. Now you influence the hearts of the people, do you want to write to you?" The white-haired old man said angrily.

"Mr. Zhang, can you understand the pain of losing a father? Yes, yes, I have no restraint of my servants, which makes them indignant and unfair to my son. That is also my son's grace to them in the past. They are grateful and angry with my son. Are they wrong? Sheng'er is the emperor's grandson and is also the imperial official of my Qin Dynasty. The demeanor of the Ying royal family was killed so unknown. Can't I say it?" Ying Fen said with tears in his eyes.

This tears immediately made the white-haired old man sigh slightly.

"Sheng'er was killed. My father did not avenge Sheng'er. That's because I was incompetent. Similarly, I also followed the laws of the Great Qin and abide by the laws of the Great Qin. But just because I am obeying the laws of the Great Qin, can I let outsiders insult my royal family? Can I let outsiders harm the grandson and trample on my majesty of the Great Qin?" Ying Fenyu said in tears.

"Mr. Zhang, Sheng'er is your student. You have to make the decision for Sheng'er!" Ying Fen actually bent his knees and was about to kneel down.

"No, the fourth prince!" Lord Zhang's face changed, and he quickly supported Ying Fen and refused to kneel down.

"Mr. Zhang, the subordinates in the mansion are resentful and tell them everywhere that if they violate the national law, I, the master, will be punished for the crime!" Ying Fen looked at the white-haired old man.

"It's not illegal, but don't promote it too much, alas!" Lord Zhang sighed slightly.

A trace of the plan flashed across the corner of Ying Fen's eyes.

"Yes, I listen to Lord Zhang! But, my son, wuwu, my son was so smart in the past, Lord Zhang, you have praised him more than once. You also said that one day, you can teach all the talents to my son, yes, but my son..." Ying Fen and tears came down.

"Oh!" the old man with white hair sighed slightly.

"I know, Lord Zhang is a minister all his life and never denied anyone. But my son was killed by Wang Xiong. Lord Zhang, I beg you to seek justice for my son! My son died so miserably!" Ying Fen cried.

"The national trial will be made, and there will be a ruling from the emperor!" The white-haired old man sighed slightly.

"No, the Emperor of Human Resources is very convinced by Lord Zhang's words, because you are righteous and never cling to anyone. What you say must be of weight. Wang Xiong doesn't count on killing Sheng'er, and he also threatens that even the Censor, he is not afraid! A son of a vassal king does not take Lord Zhang seriously at all, let alone my Great Qin. Is this Great Qin people the king's country the Wang family?" Ying Fen continued to criticize.

"He really said that?" the white-haired old man said with a ugly expression.

"Of course, the King of Four will never lose his life. He is just the son of the King of Eastern China, so he dares to be so arrogant. The princes in the South even sheltered him, causing me to take revenge at that time. My descendants of Ying family let them bully him? Not long ago, my eldest son Ying Dong, learned that Sheng'er was killed, went to find Wang Xiong to argue, and the result......" Ying Fen cried.

"What's the result?" the old man with white hair said in confusion.

"As a result, a group of tigers, wolfs and beasts that Wang Xiong didn't know how to trap Dong'er seriously injured. If Dong'er hadn't run fast, he would almost die on the spot. Lord Zhang, you have to make the decision for us!" Ying Fen said bitterly.

"What? Ying Dong almost died at Wang Xiong's hands again?" Lord Zhang glared and said in surprise.

"Bring Dong'er here!" Ying Fen immediately shouted to the outside.

Soon, several servants carried a small couch into the mourning hall. On the small couch, Ying Dong's white clothes were even stained with some blood, and he lay weakly on the couch.
To be continued...