The morning in Dayan City is filled with a dead atmosphere, even though there are many people on the streets in the early morning.

Countless ordinary people and children from wealthy families in various attires looked at the execution ground on the street corner, where dozens of men and women in white prison uniforms were kneeling with their heads lowered.

Behind each man and woman is a mantis with a blade that is about three levels tall.

The low hum of insects comes and goes.

From time to time, the sharp insect limbs gently rub and tremble, causing sparks to appear, like an impatient executioner.

A captain wearing a red military armor slowly glanced at the crowd with an iron whip, sneered and said slowly, "Show me clearly! This is what happens when you shield Yan Wushuang and other defeated remnants!"

"cut!"

As soon as the team leader finished speaking, the blade of the mantis swung its limbs, dozens of green blades streaked across the necks of the kneeling men and women, blood spurted into the sky like a fountain, and excited and sharp insect chirps came one after another.

Staring at this scene with pale faces, the crowd was immediately frightened and did not dare to say a word. Several men and women were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground with trembling lips.

Standing for a moment holding the whip, he stretched out his fingertips to wipe a stream of hot blood on his cheek and stuffed it into his mouth. He looked coldly at the crowd below and then turned and left.

As he left, a cold voice echoed through the street corner execution ground, "At noon, the Major General's fifth-level desolate beast Blood Dragon Horse will be executed here."

After a few seconds, the crowd was in an uproar.

Who in this huge Dayan City doesn’t know about the young general’s favorite horse, the blood dragon horse?

Usually when I have nothing to do, I like to take him for a walk around the city.

The announcement of the Noon Questioning and Killing issued today seems to be an attempt to lure out the remnants of the warriors lurking in the city.

Several rich kids in the crowd looked at each other and saw helplessness in their eyes.

Can't be saved.

The crowds came and went as fast as they came, and soon the dense crowd disappeared without a trace, and the street became empty.

…

A border town of the Dayan Dynasty.

Qin Feng once again declined the girl's kindness in sleeping with him. In her disappointed eyes, he smiled and threw out a silver coin and walked out of the room.

When the war is in chaos, everyone wants to find someone to rely on, let alone a weak woman who has no strength to restrain the chicken.

Holding the fat little lamb sleeping soundly in his arms, Qin Feng's wings slowly bloomed on his back and he flew toward Dayan City.

"Meow!"

A strong wind blew in the air, blowing the lamb's slightly curly blue fur close to its body. It looked at the scenery on one side with half-squinted eyes. The lamb's happy tail swayed slightly and kept meowing.

"Don't be naughty."

"Meow!"

The little sheep nodded obediently, his eyes full of curiosity.

Dayan City is not close, nor is it far. In short, near noon, Qin Feng has arrived at the so-called gate of Dayan City.

Let A-Dai out for some fresh air and play with the lambs.

Qin Feng put his pocket in his pocket and looked at a poster on the city wall offering a reward and announcing the execution site.

After a moment, he turned around and walked towards the city.

Entering the city, there are uniformly dressed soldiers parading around with wild beasts and hounds from time to time.

The Headhound is a wind-attributed beast with a keen sense of smell and strong explosive power.

He has green fur and sharp claws. His favorite food is the brains of his prey. His initial bloodline is yellow and he has a high-level nose. He is gifted with a nose that can smell smells even from miles away.

He glared at a hunting dog with a spiked animal skin collar on its neck, trying to sniff him. The dog immediately whined and started running away with its tail between its legs.

Reaching out to straighten his gray mink coat, Qin Feng walked towards the largest mahogany restaurant nearby with a smile.

It was quite lively there.

Surrounded by the servants, Qin Feng slowly entered the Redwood Restaurant and waited quietly for drinks and food.

The restaurant was bustling with people, and all they were talking about was life matters.

"Taxes will be doubled again..."

"With the war in chaos, wouldn't doubling taxes cost us the lives of ordinary people?"

"yes…"

"If the old general is here, how dare those tax officials do whatever they want?"

"Hush...you want to be arrested as a communist?"

“…”

Glancing at the two red-faced and thick-necked men not far away, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and casually picked up his wine glass and sipped it quietly, waiting.

The master is shocked by his high achievements.

A principle that has remained unchanged since ancient times.

Yancheng's father seems to have a high reputation among the people.

Drinking wine and eating, listening to nonsense all around.

Time always flies in a restaurant.

At noon.

The streets of Dayan City were once again crowded with onlookers, some with unbearable expressions, some with expressions of ridicule and indifference, and some simply watching the excitement.

On the wooden execution platform, the dried and thick blood seemed to be screaming silently.

There is something weird in the air.

Qin Feng, who was mixed in the crowd, frowned slightly and signaled the little sheep Dumb not to run around. He looked at the handsome blood-colored dragon horse in the center.

Very familiar with the wild beasts of Yancheng.

The opponent's body was wrapped in thick chains, and his body was covered with dense scattered scars.

Next to the blood-colored dragon horse, there is a three-meter-tall giant red mantis wild beast. The strange thing is that the opponent's sickle is larger than the pliers and the other is smaller. The red carapace is strong and thick, and the blood-colored insect eyes are full of crazy bloodthirsty murderous intent.

The green bladed mantises that were as tall as a person around him were dwarfed in front of him.

The red-armored giant pincer beetle, the initial bloodline is in the middle stage of Xuan level.

Judging from its size and bloodline, it should be at the peak of Xuan level and the fifth level of strength.

A man in red armor came to the red-armored giant claw beetle with a Mo Senhan smile and reached out to touch its body.

There was no objection at all to petting the red-armored giant pincer beetle. The cold and violent insect stared at the bloody dragon horse with its eyes fixed on it.

The air seemed to freeze.

The crowd below did not dare to take a breath, and sighed from time to time. Some familiar people lowered their heads silently and did not dare to wait and see.

"It's noon, execution!" The cold voice of a man in red armor sounded slowly.

Like a statue, the red-armored giant pincer beetle's eyes lit up with killing light, and the giant pincer opened like a guillotine.

The shimmering shadows fade away.

This insect beast instantly came to the side of the bloody dragon horse and raised its arm to slash at the opponent's head!

"Whoosh!"

A ball of strange black fire silently and quickly hit the body of the red-armored giant pincer beetle, and the powerful impact directly sent it flying dozens of meters away!

"roar!"

A giant scaled prison dragon of more than thirty feet suddenly appeared from the crowd and floated in the air. The mighty dragon roar directly shook many low-level blade mantises and dropped them like dumplings.

Qin Feng, who was mixed in the crowd, showed a look of helplessness.

I thought someone would come to rescue Yancheng's beast pet, and I would fish in troubled waters and become the sixth child.

Do it for a long time.
Chapter completed!