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Chapter 2678 death penalty

"Old guy, who let you in?" a sergeant yelled.

Except for Lu Yu, no one noticed the old man's existence at all.

Liu Qing's face has always been uncertain.

He had just promised that no one would be able to come over. Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly appeared and slapped him hard.

What's more, he actually didn't notice the old man's existence from beginning to end.

"Supreme Realm? A monk like you actually dares to appear here. Do you want to risk your life? Put down what you are holding and get out of here immediately." Liu Qing shouted angrily.

It didn't matter if Lu Yu dared to disobey him. This little Supreme Realm in front of him, like an ant, dared to roam freely in front of him, which made him extremely unhappy.

The old man seemed not to care at all about Liu Qing's threat.

He raised the utensil in his hand and looked at Liu Qing: "You said...this is yours?"

Liu Qing raised his head and said coldly: "Of course it's mine. This is the trophy of our Tianlin Army. Old man, don't be shameless and put your things down immediately."

"This thing is not yours. It does not belong to anyone, but to the imperial court."

The old man looked at Lu Yu again: "General Lu, you won't object if this thing is handed over to the court, right?"

Lu Yu said: "These things naturally belong to the imperial court, I have no objection."

Although some of the sacrifices here are considered valuable, they are useless to Lu Yu and have no effect at all.

As for this old man, although Lu Yu could not guess his identity, he could feel the strong dynasty destiny from his body.

This is a vision that can only be manifested by a strong person blessed with dynasty luck.

Only people with high-level official positions in the court can produce such strong fluctuations in luck.

The old man put the utensils away with a smile: "General Lu, don't worry. I will personally report your merits for killing the Green Lotus God."

The two of them talked and completely ignored Liu Qing.

Liu Qing suddenly laughed: "Where do you think this old guy dares to secretly share the royal war profits? Do you really think that I am a clay sculpture?"

The old man frowned: "If my guess is correct, this matter has nothing to do with the Tianlin Army from beginning to end. Are you coming here to take credit?"

"Nonsense, the death of Qinglian God was caused by us, so who do you think you are?"

Liu Qing's expression turned sharp, these words touched his weak spot.

He also didn't know how Qinglian God died.

But now in order to rob the treasure here, even if he said he killed him, what could he do?

Upon hearing these words, the old man's expression suddenly changed, and his originally smiling face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Liu Qing, you were originally the head of the Shenli Sect of Jianghu Sect. Later, you joined the Tianlin Army after you joined the imperial court. Why did you not change your original Jianghu habits not long after joining the Tianlin Army? When I recruited you

Didn’t your people tell you that it is a capital crime to usurp other people’s military exploits?”

The old man's voice became increasingly gloomy and murderous.

Liu Qing's face suddenly stiffened.

He was once a member of the martial arts world, which was considered a stain for the imperial generals.

Although the imperial court recruits a large number of strong men into the imperial army every year, these people are often squeezed out by others and cannot be promoted quickly.

Liu Qing has strictly guarded this secret since he joined the Tianlin Army, and even his own soldiers did not reveal it at all.

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