"Mr. Shen, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I am worse than a beast. I shouldn't repay kindness with enmity. I shouldn't be obsessed with sex. I shouldn't be greedy for profit. I shouldn't be so conscientious... I should treat you like that.
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"I beg you, there is knowledge under the spring, please forgive me!"
After hearing this, Qin Tian let go of his hand. With a pop, Ma Feng fell to the ground paralyzed.
Qin Tian kicked him and said coldly: "Kneel down."
"Please confess your guilt to Miss Shen and Mr. Shen. Tell the whole story about the cause and effect."
"By the way, there is also the scholar who was framed by you!"
At the same time, Qin Tian winked at Zhu Zhu. Zhu Zhu understood and immediately recorded it on his mobile phone.
Ma Feng couldn't care about anything else now. He knelt in front of the cornucopia, just like he was kneeling in front of the memorial tablets of Miss Shen, Master Shen, the entire Shen family, the scholar who was implicated, and the entire family.
"Miss Shen, Master Shen, the passionate scholar...their souls are back!"
Qin Tian faced the void and recited solemnly.
Under his influence, Zhu Zhu and others could not help but look solemn.
They had a feeling in a trance, as if those innocent souls floating in the dark night with nowhere to complain, floated over under Qin Tian's call and gathered in the cornucopia, with bleeding eyes, waiting
Ma Feng, the chief culprit of all evil, was executed and confessed.
Only in this way can their souls return to the underworld and be reincarnated.
There is a saying that you should not deceive your heart. There are gods three feet above the ground.
It’s not that I won’t report it, it’s that the time has not yet come.
Ma Feng confessed with tears in his eyes. He told how he met Miss Shen and Master Shen, how he accepted their kindness, joined the Shen family, and lived a decent life... and how he finally killed the scholar because of love and hatred.
, skinning and disguising, getting married to Miss Shen, murdering someone on their wedding night...and how Li Daitao was so stiff that he secretly joined Longyin and transformed himself into a representative of glory...
His consciousness was confused, but he didn't need to think about these things that had been engraved in his heart for a long time. When he opened his mouth, those things came out automatically.
After hearing this heinous confession again, Wang Ling and others shuddered.
At this moment, Ma Feng was like a mirror, also finding out their ugly faces.
I don't know how long it took, but Ma Feng finally finished speaking. He knelt on the ground, looked up at Qin Tian, and said hopefully: "I have confessed my guilt."
"Qin Longbian, can you spare me now?"
"After all, I am the Fourth Elder. I can help you in the future!"
There was light in his eyes. He felt that Qin Tian would not really kill him because he was concerned about his identity.
After all, he is the fourth elder!
Looking at the bloody face in front of him, Qin Tian showed a look of compassion.
He whispered: "A person like you is not worthy of being a member of Longyin, nor is he worthy of dying under Ni Lin."
"Your blood will only stain Ni Lin."
"Fortunately, I have already arranged for another destination."
Another destination? Ma Feng doesn’t understand.
Zhu Zhu, Wang Ling and others didn't understand either.
"Longbian, are you going to let him go? Let me tell you, this kind of person must be killed!"
Thinking of the evil deeds suffered by Miss Shen, Zhu Zhu became furious.
She knew that Qin Tian wanted to use people like Wang Ling, but although Ma Feng was valuable, wouldn't it be a shame to let him live for one more second?
Do you want to go with shame in order to take advantage of him?
If Qin Tianzhen really doesn't kill Ma Feng, Zhu Zhu can understand it intellectually, but from her heart, she absolutely cannot accept it.
"What do you think this is?"
Qin Tian took out a dark sign and showed it in front of Ma Feng.
"This is..." Ma Feng was stunned for a moment and read out the bloody handwriting on it, "Yan, Wang, Ling..."
"The order of the King of Hell!"
He was startled and wanted to say something. Qin Tian gave a low shout, like thunder. With a shake of his hand, the black token went straight to Ma Feng's face.
With a bang, Ma Feng's entire face was flattened, and the brand was embedded into his flesh.
Ma Feng let out one last shrill scream and fell to the ground. On his face, there were three bloody words "The King of Hell", and the blood seemed to be thicker and brighter.