"The last question is, how should I calculate this apology?"
A smile appeared on Ji Yuan's stern face, as if he was having a good discussion, and he asked seriously:
"I am a candidate for the Tai'anfang Martial Arts Hall, so I can be considered half famous.
Mr. Qianhu must be captured and brought back to the Yamen. Secondly, it will delay the competition, and secondly, it will stain the name of the Ji family of Liaodong who has devoted his loyalty to the country. I can't bear it no matter what!
As everyone present knows, my father died dedicated to Beizhen Fusi and Heilongtai, and the lives of several members of his family were lost in Liaodong!
Thanks to the emperor's great kindness, I was given a white dragon and flying fish suit, and a top-quality embroidered spring knife, which were enshrined in the back room day and night."
Ji Yuan raised his hand and pointed, a bit of awe and sadness rose between his brows, as if he was enduring great humiliation and grievance, his voice trembled slightly:
"Master Qianhu said today that I killed someone, okay!
You can take me back to the Yamen!
After all, the official rank of a high official is enough to kill many people, and Meng Qianhu’s official position is enough to kill several Ji Yuan!
My martial arts skills are low, my status is humble, I can't resist, so naturally I can only surrender!
But as a son of man, he cannot take into account the reputation of his father and ancestors.
If the ancestors of the Ji family in Liaodong were alive in heaven and knew that their descendants had committed many serious crimes such as killing officials and rebelling, knowingly breaking the law, and despising Jinglu, etc., I would probably not be able to rest in peace!
Therefore, in front of all the lords of Baihu and Brother Tiqi, I want to ask Meng Qianhu!
If it turns out that the real culprit is not me, how should you make amends and apologize for this!?
Will you pay for it with your life, or with your blood!?"
Every word! Definitely! It speaks loudly!
The Tiqi surrounding him all gasped, seemingly shocked by Ji Yuan's courage.
Not only did this man dare to contradict Baihu, he even refused to give in when facing Qianhu.
Didn't he have the word "fear" in his heart?
Pay with your life! Pay with your blood!
As soon as those six words were spoken, the entire courtyard fell completely silent.
The murderous spirit in Ji Yuan's words was enough to make people believe that he was not bluffing.
"What a sharp-tongued Jikuro!"
The amusement in Meng Changhe's eyes and the impatience on his face solidified in an instant, and his sinister arrogance suddenly suffocated.
He heard Lin Lu mention it, saying that Ji Jiulang's father had made contributions to Beizhen Fusi, and the whole family died in the pursuit and revenge of Delong Trading Company.
Therefore, he was granted a title of 100 households, and was given a white dragon flying fish suit and a top-grade embroidered spring knife.
Now, when Ji Yuan took out these two things, his meaning immediately became wrong.
From a simple door-to-door arrest, it turned into a frame-up for the son of a loyal and loyal family.
If this gets out, I'm afraid it will ruin my reputation, affect my reputation, and become a basis for others to criticize me.
"Meng Qianhu, when our Beizhen Fusi arrests criminals, we must also provide personal and material evidence. Otherwise, we should treat it as a misunderstanding. Don't let the hearts of our brothers be chilled."
Cheng Qianli, who was following, saw that the time was right and stood up to persuade the steps.
He repeatedly praised Ji Yuan's sudden change in his heart, and after asking a few questions, Meng Changhe fell into the pit.
This sinister Senhu-sama originally wanted to vent his anger on Kuro, but he may not really be sure that he is the murderer.
Now, Ji Yuan first revealed his identity as the son of Zhonglie, and then revealed his decisive attitude that he would rather live in pieces than live in ruins.
Instead, offense and defense were exchanged, making Meng Changhe passive.
If he continues to arrest people, he will definitely offend the Tai'anfang Lecture Hall.
Even if you are not careful, you will get yourself dirty.
"Misunderstanding? I don't think so!
Ji Yuan, do you want to use reason, general trend and justice to suppress me? Make me retreat?"
Meng Changhe didn't even look at Cheng Baihu. He narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of fierceness.
It's like an evil tiger pouncing on its prey, exuding a strong and fierce aura.
"I just need to make it clear to you, sir, in advance. You can take me back to the Yamen, or you can throw me into prison and beat me to death. It doesn't matter."
Ji Yuan's eyes were cold and stern, as sharp as an eagle's. He resisted the oppressive feeling of exchanging blood in the three realms of martial arts and looked calmly at Meng Changhe, who was wearing a golden-winged roc robe.
"But the reputation of my Ji family in Liaodong cannot be insulted. If Meng Qianhu wants to step on my head, why shouldn't he let his muddy legs splash you with blood?"
Meng Changhe's sinister bird of prey was full of arrogance, and his face showed a chill as he said:
"No wonder Lin Lu fell down twice and three times. Your character and ability are indeed better than that waste. You are a person who can become a great person.
But Ji Jiulang, you made a good calculation but missed one thing.
That's why I like to break tough bones like you, what a young man!
No matter how you ride on the wind and transform into a dragon in the future, and rise to the top, if you die now, you will die.
If the Martial Arts Hall wants to cause trouble for me, just let Chai Qingshan come!"
As Meng Changhe spoke, the surging Qi and blood were like a rushing river, rolling away his limbs and bones.
Its heavy momentum is like a mountain pressing down, emitting a terrifying and substantial pressure.
The airflow in the relatively spacious yard was distorted and completely exhausted.
It was as if there was a dangerous peak rising from the ground, squeezing everyone's minds.
Cheng Baihu was the closest. Being stimulated by this, his inner energy was surging and he almost wanted to vomit blood.
Coach Wei's towering body shook violently.
After that, he quickly regained his balance.
It's like a dam blocking the river, blocking Ji Yuan's front.
"You are a useless person who has had your blood changed three times and your foundation has been damaged. Why bother to stand out!"
Meng Changhe took another step, like a mountain peak moving sideways.
Groups of invisible air currents were shaken by the muscles all over the body, making a whining sound and falling like a violent storm.
It's like a dozen catapults launched together, the power is huge!
He had already exchanged blood for six times. If he really wanted to take action, Wei Yang couldn't hold on for a few moves.
"As Jiulang said, there is no reason in this world that if you step on others, they will bow their heads."
Wei Yang stirred up the internal energy, causing the muscles, bones and skin to tremble.
The pores all over the body are open, like a whale sucking water and swallowing huge waves.
He pressed his palms forward heavily, and the force was like the superposition of multiple waves, violently colliding with each other.
Boom!
The muddy ground is crisscrossed with ravines, as if it had been plowed open!
The courtyard walls made of lime and loess on the left and right sides were overturned and collapsed!
Boom boom boom boom!
Wei Yang took five steps back, unable to contain his strength, leaving several heavy footprints.
There is a sweetness in the throat, bringing with it a faint smell of blood.
Different from the previous trial, when they fought again, Wei Yang was instantly at a disadvantage.
Meng Changhe was washed away by the essence of heaven and earth six times, and his physical strength and accumulation alone were twice as strong as his.
In addition, the martial arts learned by the other party are all powerful skills that are beyond the top level.
It’s really tricky!
"You two are protecting him, what are you doing?
What's the point of being in the limelight for a while in the martial arts hall, but the clouds that are easy to disperse, the real geniuses are all on those lists in the Qintian Prison."
Raising his hand to suppress Wei Yang, Meng Changhe's face reappeared with that playful and playful expression.
Lin Lu is dead and the Red Fire Order is lost. My father-in-law will definitely be furious.
If the natal artifact cannot be found, the loss must be compensated.
Two 100-household vacancies, plus one Yujiazhuang in Wannian County, can almost fill this hole.
"Meng Qianhu, you haven't agreed to apologize with your life or blood."
Seeing that Wei Yang was injured and defeated, Ji Yuan took a step forward and stood side by side with him.
Hold the handle of the knife with your right hand and twist the inner energy, blood energy, and essence into one force.
Blue destiny, profound virtues, blessings from heaven!
I want to see if changing my luck path will help!
"So what if I agree? The head is here, can you take it away?
If you are not the real murderer, then I am blind and wronged!
Ji Jiulang, I left my words here, how can you clean yourself up?"
Meng Changhe smiled happily.
The straighter your waist is, the more uncomfortable it will be when you bend it down.
He always likes to see people bow their heads and is willing to be a dog.
That would be fun.
"The secretary of Qintian Prison brought by Meng Qianhu can help me."
Ji Yuan looked at the unfamiliar face standing with Cheng Baihu.
The other party was wearing the blue and white official uniform exclusive to the Qin Tian Jian, and seemed to be indifferent to everything.
Feeling Ji Yuan's bright eyes, he came back to his senses slightly and said softly:
"Qin Tian Jian will not interfere with Beizhen Fusi's handling of the case. Young man, you have found the wrong person."
Ji Yuan shook his head and asked:
"Isn't Meng Qianhu asking Qin Tianjian to train Qi warriors to communicate with Yin and Yang and recruit Lin Baihu's remaining soul to inquire about the case?"
The elegant secretary looked calm and thought to himself:
"All that is left of the dead family is an empty shell of a charred corpse. Not to mention a remnant soul, there is not even a trace of Yin Qi. How can we know anything?"
Of course, he couldn't say this clearly, after all, he was receiving benefits from Meng Changhe.
"Ji Jiulang, what do you want to do? Instead of rambling here and there, why don't you follow me back to the Yamen. No one in this yard can be saved now..."
Meng Changhe said with interest from the side.
He is like a cat teasing a mouse with its paws.
I find it very interesting.
"I heard that the qi practitioners of Qin Tianjian, whether they are Qi Hu Lang, Secretary Lang, or Ling Tai Lang, when they are in the two realms of Tongmai, they will fixate their eyes and pulses for the purpose of observing and watching the qi.
Please also take a look at my complexion, whether I killed someone last night, my hands are stained with blood, and I am haunted by an innocent soul!"
The secretary seemed to find it funny, and he was so sick that he rushed to the doctor.
He almost wanted to ask, can't you see that this Meng Qianhu and I are the same people?
After deliberately looking at Meng Changhe, Secretary Lang cleared his throat and said:
"Okay, let me see how you look..."
He took out the cloth bag from his waist and poured out a jade bottle.
He pulled out the stopper and put a few drops of nectar on his eyes.
Immediately, he started to run the technique, and a cool feeling filled his eyes.
Between heaven and earth, all people or things have lost their true form and turned into complex air currents of different colors.
The first course for a Qi practitioner is called Wangqi.
Mountains, rivers, lakes and seas have vitality, spiritual energy, earth energy, and water energy.
Demons and ghosts have death energy, yin energy, evil energy, and black energy.
People also have nobility, blessing, bad luck, luck...etc.
Qi is divided into colors, collectively called Qi color.
If Ji Yuan really killed someone last night, his hands would definitely be bloody and gray-black.
Such changes cannot be hidden from the eyes of Qi practitioners.
But even if he didn't, he would still have to gain a reputation by collecting money to do things.
"Ji Jiulang, let me see you...you are..."
The secretary raised his eyes and looked suddenly horrified.
Because in the eyes with hazy light, all kinds of intense colors suddenly appeared!
In particular, a ray of blue light almost burst out of the Tianling Cap, vaguely condensing into auspicious clouds.
If you have strong moral character, God will send you blessings!
"You are the one who alarmed Ling Tailang on the fourth floor of Sheji Building!"