"good!"

Xu Ming glanced at the few people. Bai Ziyue was eager to try it out, but Zhang Guoyi looked ignorant, but his nephew Xu Li was obviously timid and resisted. He also had the intention of training several people in his heart, so he nodded decisively because he did not refuse.

Xu Ming, who was strong and strong, took the lead, and soon Bai Ziyue and others came to the forefront.

The first thing that fell into Bai Ziyue's eyes was a burly man with steel shackles on his hands and head, and his legs were locked by long iron chains. He knelt on a stone platform of about twenty square meters. The ground of the stone platform was dark red, obviously because of too many beheadings and impure blood. Next to him were several officers and soldiers and an elderly executioner.

In the distance, there was a prison officer on the high platform, which was said to be Yang Zhengling, the governor of Qinghe Town.

At this time, Bai Ziyue and others also learned the identity of the burly man who was kneeling, who was the leader of the four villages of Guitou Village and the iron-armed hand Wu Liang.

It is said that when he intercepted the escort goods from the Li family in the pawnshop, he encountered Li Xu, the second son of the Li family, and directly captured them.

"The three heroes of the Li family, Li Qing, the eldest son, was in charge of the business and managed the pawnshop in an orderly manner. I heard that there were branches in the county town. The second son, Li Xu, was born with extraordinary magical power and martial arts. The third son, Li Xun, was a real scholar, and Wenquxing came to earth.

Wu Liang, who was trying to attack his family, was a big fall.”

Some people who know are excited.

"Ghost Village, killing people and setting fires, are full of crimes, and should have been eradicated long ago.

This time, the four camp leaders Wu Liang was arrested and beheaded, which is really exciting."

Someone said gritting his teeth.

Listening to the discussion, Bai Ziyue also looked at him sideways. This person was obviously a person who was deeply harmed.

"cut!"

Just then, the guard Yang Zhengling shouted softly and threw out a token.

when!

The token fell on the stone platform and made a crisp sound. The old executioner picked up a bowl of wine and sprayed it on the edge of the knife.

"There are injustice and the debt is in charge. You and I have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the past. I have been in charge of doing things on my own behalf and offended me."

As he said that, the big sword raised.

"ah……"

At this time, Wu Liang, the iron arm, seemed unwilling to bow his head, and let out a loud shout, his whole body was stretched out, and his two thick arms immediately turned blue. The muscles and blood vessels were extremely hard, and it was indeed worthy of the name of the iron arm.

collapse!

The thick iron buckles were broken, and the iron shackles were cracked.

But, it's all too late.

The butcher's knife was cut off and it was almost at its peak.

Wu Liang froze suddenly, a trace of blood spilled out on his neck, gradually forming a thread, and then with a bang, his head fell from it, revealing the wound as big as a bowl below, and the scorching blood spurted out like a spring.

At this time, when the old executioner looked at him, he had already picked up a rag and gently wiped the big knife without blood marks. He calmly and calmly looked as calm as before.

It's dead!

Really dead!

One cut and two pieces, clean and neat!

Bai Ziyue's eyes widened, then contracted violently, and an irresistible feeling of vomiting continued to rise and float, and then could no longer be suppressed.

"vomit……"

Bai Ziyue's face turned pale and his bitter gallbladder was almost vomiting out.

Even when he proposed to watch the beheading, he had some expectations and knew that it would be bloody, and he had already prepared mentally. He thought that the world was different, and that the previous life was peaceful, and that this life was obviously chaotic and fierce. Sooner or later, he had to face death. Only by adapting as much as possible can he survive better.

He was very sensible and forced himself to open his eyes.

But the moment the bright red blood spurted out, his head was empty, and the endless chill completely wiped out all his previous thoughts.

After a while, Bai Ziyue calmed down and noticed that not only was he feeling uncomfortable and vomiting, but Xu Li and Zhang Guoyi were the same. Even some people watching the fun around him left a mess on the ground.

"alright?"

Xu Ming looked at Bai Ziyue with a faint smile. After all, he was still a child. Even if he pretended to be mature, he would inevitably be embarrassed at this moment.

The three of them nodded pale.

"Then let's go. It's getting late, I'll arrange you as soon as possible."

Xu Ming said, move forward first.

Bai Ziyue hurriedly followed, but a light flashed in his eyes.

"This time I watched the beheading, it was not in vain."

Bai Ziyue's data suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Name: Bai Ziyue

Power: 0.26(+)

Speed: 0.33(+)

Physical constitution: 0.49(+)

Martial Arts: None

Soul Power: 837

On the attribute panel, other data remain unchanged, but the soul power is more than 800 more.

In Bai Ziyue's opinion, this is definitely a huge value.

You know, the little ghost only contributed seventeen points to him at the beginning, but Wu Liang, the four leaders of Guitou Village, was nearly fifty times that of Xiao Gui.

It was really beyond his expectations and even more surprising to him.

"However, what is the basis for the amount of this soul energy? Strength? Or other factors?"

Bai Ziyue couldn't help thinking.

The chicken is the weakest, so it only provides a little soul energy. The little ghost is stronger, at fifteen points. Wu Liang is powerful and feels not weaker than Uncle Ming, so he can provide nearly a thousand soul energy?

"Uncle Ming, I wonder what level of strength this Wu Liang is?"

Bai Ziyue asked quickly.

"Iron Arm Wife Wu Liang, it is said that he had been exercising outside and entered the internal training three years ago. His current strength should be stronger than mine, right?"

Xu Ming said with a cautious look on his face.

"So strong?"

Bai Ziyue couldn't help but report it.

Uncle Ming's strength was witnessed with his own eyes. He did not touch the little ghost with his fist, but just crushed the blood and blood, which made the little ghost sowed.

Wu Liang is even stronger than Uncle Ming, but he is only the four masters of Guitou Village. It is conceivable that the first three in Guitou Village will inevitably be even more powerful and terrifying.

"Uncle Ming, where will we go next?"

Just then, Xu Li asked.

"The first thing we have to go to is of course the branch of the Lieyang Gang in Qinghe Town, North Street.

There should be a small assessment at that time. As long as you pass the assessment, someone will naturally arrange for you to do things."

...

North Street is indeed much more prosperous than West Street.

The restaurant three or five floors high, the spacious satin farm, and the fragrance of rouge and water powder overflowed from a shop full of noble ladies. In the quiet bookstore, a group of scholars looked at each other without looking at each other...

Antique shops, calligraphy and painting pavilions, pawn shops, and even an opera house...

Even though the sky has completely dimmed, the rows of lanterns on the shops on both sides of the North Street are still shining with extremely bright roads.

Even Bai Ziyue, who thought he was well-informed, was confused when he saw many scenes similar to ancient times, not to mention Xu Li and Zhang Guoyi who had almost left the village for the first time.

But soon, as Xu Ming turned around, they left the block and came to a row of residential areas where the wealthy families looked like.

Shaoqing, Xu Ming stopped.
Chapter completed!