"Song Jiang meets the Grand Marshal." Song Jiang was trembling with excitement, holding his butt high like an ostrich hiding his head in the sand.

Shi Qian glanced at him with contempt. When he encountered the same scene in his two lives, Shi Qian's heart had changed. At this moment, Shi Qian suddenly felt disgusted with Song Jiang. For his own glory and wealth, he would not hesitate to suppress all the lives of all the brothers on Liangshan, just to shake their tails and beg for mercy in front of the powerful.

Is this kind of person hateful? Is this still the righteous saying, claiming to be Brother Song Jiang in time?

Why did everyone change after I came back? Is it necessary to wait for the hundreds of years? Is it worth it?

"In accordance with the heavens, the emperor ordered that Xuan Songjiang led his subordinates to Zhejiang to wipe out the rebellious party Fang La. He specially approved 200,000 taels of silver and 100,000 dan of food and 100,000 dan of weapons and all related items will be set off today."

Taiwei Gao looked at Song Jiang who was kneeling at his feet and showed a hint of contempt. He waved his hand gently, and the eunuch beside him read the imperial edict loudly.

"Sinner Song Jiang thanked the emperor for his kindness." Song Jiang was trembling with excitement, and he received the imperial edict in tears. The Grand Marshal of the Army was a position with real power. When he returned triumphantly, he would definitely be in the court. This was exactly what Song Jiang dreamed of. But Song Jiang deliberately ignored the fact that war would kill people. As for the language that Shi Qian spoke in the Liangshan Juyi Hall, Song Jiang had long forgotten.

Shi Qian clenched his fists tightly and looked at these brothers who were with him day and night, but felt helpless. He watched the situation still move forward towards the wheel of history.

Shi Qian stood up and said, "Brother Gongwen, no! When I go to Fang La, my Liangshan brothers will inevitably suffer heavy casualties."

Song Jiang's face suddenly changed, and he roared with murderous aura: "The army is about to fight and dare to disrupt the morale of the army in person. Come and take it down for me, and then push it to cut it down."

However, few responded to Song Jiang. Half of Liangshan's 1808 brothers knelt down: "Brother Gongwen, no! Shi Qian was just empty and was a little crazy on Liangshan. Brother Gongwen spared him!"

Song Jiang looked around and looked at Taiwei Gao. Shi Qian, Song Jiang really wanted to kill him. The stumbling block in front of him was so angry that Song Jiang was itchy. However, due to the friendship on Liangshan, he could not make up for a moment. However, when he saw Taiwei Gao's eyes, Song Jiang gritted his teeth!

"Come on! Take it down, and first suppose a hundred military sticks to be punished. Take it to the prison. When we return triumphantly, our brothers will be awarded official titles with their military achievements, so that Shi Qian will take a good look."

Everyone looked at each other, but Shi Qian's life was saved. Even if there were half of the remaining 100 military sticks, wouldn't it be alive?

Shi Qian was completely disappointed, and was held in his hand by Li Kui and pressed it to the ground. Liangshan soldiers on both sides fixed Shi Qian with sticks. Shi Qian looked at Song Jiang with tears in his eyes and looked at his brother who was with him day and night but couldn't say a word. It was a ridiculous madness that everyone thought of himself as a madman or even allowed himself to live!

One hundred military sticks were beaten in front of Taiwei Gao. Time became desperate and long. Shi Qian couldn't speak because Li Kui slapped Shi Qian in the mouth while taking him down. Shi Qian was covered in blood, and he wanted to remind him again if he wanted to fight to the death, but only a ball of blood foam was sprayed out when he opened his mouth.

Being driven by people, everyone's figures passed away in Shi Qian's eyes, leaving only Shi Qian's painful howl.

Liangshan's team set off that day. In prison, only Wu Song came to see Shi Qian.

Shi Qian dipped his hands in his blood and wrote: "When I go to Fang La, my Liangshan brothers will die, and brother Wu Song will cut off his arm and cannot return."

After Shi Qian finished writing this sentence, he fainted. He could not see Wu Song's expression. He only knew that if he didn't say it, he would die with his eyes open.

In prison, Shi Qian gradually became weaker, and the scars on his body had already begun to ulcerate without treatment. Shi Qian opened his eyes and looked at the dark roof, but his heart was bleeding.

On this day, three or four officials suddenly came and dragged Shi Qian out without saying a word, right in the yard of the prison cell. The knife and axe driver had already sharpened the broken-headed knife.

"Let you understand, Taiwei Gao told me to kill you, and you should not look for us even if you are a ghost." A messenger said with a grin.

The slaughter knife shone down towards Shi Qian's neck in the midday sun.

Shi Qian closed his eyes, but the imagined pain did not come. He pulled Shi Qian's shoulder gently with his hands.

Shi Qian opened his eyes and saw the clever ghost standing beside him and the man who brought him out of the underworld.

I shook my head and smiled, "Don't take it seriously."

Shi Qian cried! But I didn't have time to stay. Mengmo went to another bubble. I had to stop it because I knew that if this was not the case, maybe Wu Zhidao and Zheng Qihuai would be the next one.

The vast sea, an island surrounded by fairy spirit, and countless dragons of different colors are constantly swimming proudly in the sky.

Mo Li was very happy. This was his long-lost home. In my memory, it was so beautiful before the ancient war of gods and demons began. Here was his own father, his own relatives, and of course there was also the female dragon he had a crush on.

"Mo Li, it's you again, what are you going to do?" A girl who was only eleven or twelve years old was wearing a golden dress and holding a pink face, looking very cute. After closer inspection, this girl actually looked a little like Xu Ling'er. However, she looked at the boy who was also only eleven or twelve years old in front of her with an angry look on her face.

The boy squinted his eyes and looked bad, and said without any backfire: "Didn't I tell you Xiyu? I like you. As long as you agree, I will ask my son to come to your house to propose marriage immediately."

"Bao, babe, babe! Babe, stinky hooligan. If you don't walk away, I will beat you up." Xiyu waved her warm fist and shouted angrily.

"It is natural for men to get married, women to get married, why am I a hooligan? Tell you that you are Mo Li's woman, don't get angry with me. I will go to your bed to wait for you tonight." Mo Li said very seriously.

"You dare, I will beat you to death!" Xiyu's face was made extremely shy, but her eyes sprayed with anger that was enough to burn Mo Li to ashes, and rushed over with a fierce momentum. Her small fists instantly turned into dragon claws and rushed towards Mo Li.

Mo Li turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran: "Wife beats her husband, what's the truth about nature?"

"You! I want to kill you!" Xiyu rushed over in anger and chased after him.

The island, like a fairyland, was suddenly smoky and chaotic by these two naughty children.

"Mo Li, you bullied Xiyu again!" a middle-aged beautiful woman shouted with a depressed look on her face.

"No way! Didn't you see that Xiyu was chasing me? Although I admit that I am very handsome, is handsome a sin? Well, I am indeed too lovable!" Mo Li shouted aggrievedly, even with tears in his eyes.

"You! I'll kill you!" Xiyu was so angry that she stamped her feet and chased after her again.

"Xiyu, then Mo Li bullied you! Humph, I will help you beat him!" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old last year rushed up and shouted indignation.

Xiyu just couldn't take a look but ignored her and still clenched her fist and chased Mo Li.

"Mo Yun, your little dog is meddling with other people's business. The couple quarreled, it's all your business!" Mo Li said disdainfully at the young man who rushed in halfway. That look was obvious that the other party was a third party.

"You! Humph, you little brat, Xiyu is the daughter of the patriarch. You dare to imagine it because of your delusions." Mo Yun fought back.

"You! You, Mo Li, I cut your tongue!" Xiyu stomped her feet angrily again, but instead of rushing up, he turned around and left.

Mo Li stopped and looked at Xiyu's back, completely forgot that there was another Mo Yun rushing over with murderous aura on his face.

"Mo Li Today I will teach you what clan rules are on behalf of your parents!" Mo Yun roared angrily and rushed towards Mo Li. The huge dragon claws instantly enveloped the entire world. The sharp blade emitted a cold light that attracted people.

"Stop making trouble, just play." Mo Li waved his hand impatiently. Mo Yun's move was immediately gone, and his whole body was also flew out with Mo Li's gentle wave.

"You! You! How is that possible! You know magic tricks!" Mo Yun fell to the ground and shouted in horror.

"Hmph, little brat, you are the demon! Grandpa Mo Li is the first genius of the dragon clan who has never been before and has never been there. Just like you, you can consider being my little brother." Mo Li said very badly, and suddenly a bad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You, you dream that my father is the patriarch of Chilong, I must tell my father." Mo Yun was so scared that he shivered and quickly moved his own son out.

"Oh! Kid, who has been bullied by you? Do you want uncle to give you a lollipop? Come and hug you little uncle. Does it hurt?" Mo Li looked at Mo Yun with a wicked smile and teased.

"You! You are waiting!" Mo Yun was so angry that his eyes were so angry that he could not beat Mo Li, who was one head shorter than him. I don't know why he was full of fear at the little kid in front of him at this time, and although he was angry, he had already lost the courage to fight.

Mo Yun said a harsh word, turned around and ran away.

Mo Li did not catch up with him. Instead, he sighed, and his eyes showed a vicissitudes that were not compatible with his age. "Oh! How great would this be if it were true! But even the dream is good, hehe, I am the most noble in the world! Little beauty, can you still escape from my Five Fingers Mountain!"

Mo Li became happy again. He chased Xiyu happily in the direction where he left. Mo Li was very happy during this period and enjoyed the feeling of chasing. Xiyu died in front of Mo Li in the last life. Mo Li could only watch helplessly, letting tears fall and letting his heart drip blood. At the last moment, Mo Li still didn't even have the courage to confess his love.

This time Mo Li didn't plan to give up, even though he knew that this was the dream of the dream demon, it was just an illusion, a scene from memory fiction. But Mo Li was still very happy. At least he had another chance, a chance to confess his love.

"Beauty, don't leave. Let's talk about the marriage first. I'm anxious to wait!" After a while, Mo Li appeared behind Xiyu. Looking at Xiyu's slim back, Mo Li shouted excitedly.
Chapter completed!