In troubled times in all directions, there is a martial saint in the world! Chapter 35 The autumn wind is gradually rising, and the sword is suppressed in the execution ground!
Chapter 35 The autumn wind is gradually rising, and the sword is suppressed in the execution ground!
Chapter 35 The autumn wind is gradually rising, and the sword is suppressed in the law field!
The autumn wind blows and the weather is slightly cold.
The gray fog is hazy, and clouds gather in the sky.
Tick tick tick —
The drizzle drizzled like willow catkins flying, falling all over the sky, and it had already filled the huge Tianye Mansion.
Ji Wuqing sat alone on the platform, with a glass of warm wine, overlooking the huge Tianye Mansion.
"You don't let me wait for such a great missionary opportunity! The Church of Life!!"
The execution ground of Tianye Mansion is located in the northern district of Qingzhufang, which has a relatively ridiculous population, and is not far from the Dahei Prison.
In the mottled raindrops, the prison door made of steel was opened!
The yamen runners wearing iron armor had a solemn face, holding swords, bent their bows and crossbows, standing on both sides of the road, waiting for battle.
The huge street is now empty and silent.
"KaKaKa--"
The prison car made of solid wood and cold iron slowly stopped in front of the prison gate.
The heavy iron chain sound gradually became clear between the dark and deep black prison. With the sound of footsteps, the hazy figure began to become clear.
Shackles, shackles, seals, iron rings!
With heavy chains entangled, a large group of death row prisoners were escorted into the prison van.
An old man with a face ashes and a complete despair;
There were mournful crying and screaming at innocent and thick young men;
There are also young women with crazy mad works, crazy faces and disheveled hair.
Chen Xiu pulled his horse away, looked at these people from afar, and slowly shook his head.
"Mr. Chen, you are still so kind-hearted. Everyone here is a prisoner of death, and they are all extremely guilty! Damn it!"
The young man beside him spoke in a low voice.
His name is Wang Sheng, and he is a newly appointed yamen runner. He is only fifteen years old and has practiced martial arts for several years.
Now that he has entered the second level of martial arts, he is also a well-known young talent in Tianye Mansion.
Chen Xiu sneered and said lightly: "There are countless criminals in such a huge Tianye Mansion. But how many people are actually taken to the death row? Don't talk about the Chen family and the Chu family. The destroyed Tianying Gang,
I don’t know how many times I should go to this black prison, but they didn’t come in.”
"Do you know why?"
Wang Sheng, who was still a little childish on his face, looked up slightly: "Because of the family and the background behind him?"
Um.
Chen Xiu smiled lightly: "This is one reason, but not all. What I sighed is not them, but myself."
As he said that, he slowly looked up, and a firm color appeared in his eyes: "What is the purpose of practicing martial arts? I always thought it was for living. But now, I have a new idea!"
"Even if it is notorious, no one dares to take it; even if the crime is so great in the eyes of the world, no one dares to expose the tyrant!"
No one dares to touch the sharp edge of his reputation!!
Thunder—
The extremely heavy footsteps suddenly rang out.
"Here you come!"
Wang Sheng's eyes trembled, and his hands holding the reins were a little tight.
"Um?"
Chen Xiu raised his eyes slightly, and a figure slowly became clear in the deep black prison.
At this moment, all the bows were pulled full, and the crossbow arrows were aimed at the depths.
Unsheathed the scimitar and get the long sword!
Thumb-
The dull voice finally became clear, and the huge figure stepped out of the black prison.
This is a burly man, two feet tall, burly, and looks like a god of clearing the way!
The heavy chains made of black iron pierced through his pipa bones, and an extremely large iron ball hung above his arms and legs.
The iron wood-refined shackles were mounted on his neck, as if they were blended into the flesh with iron nails!
"Mingshan bandits, the fourth leader!"
Wang Sheng spoke softly, with fear and hatred in his eyes: "Burning, killing, robbing, doing everything evil. It is said that he had eaten women, children and children, and the blood stained in his hands was probably far more than a thousand people."
"At that time, even if it was the Chief of Chief Zhang, it was the help of the court's good players, so he had a hard time winning!"
Chen Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "The ruthless man in the fourth level of martial arts?"
"One hundred acupoints are opened all over the body, and the internal energy has already shown some signs of differentiation of the Gang." Wang Sheng, as a yamen runner, learned a lot.
"That's not true? How could President Zhang's strength not be able to defeat him?"
Chen Xiu stroked his chin and spoke with interest.
In his understanding, Zhang Yunshan is a real master of the fourth level of martial arts.
"Mr. Chen, you don't know. This person is bloodthirsty by nature and has evil skills in cultivation. His body is like black iron and his blood is like silver and mercury. He has reached the state of unlimited leakage! He is even more powerful, and he once pulled two cows with one arm.
When you go against the wind, you have thousands of pounds of force on your arms.”
"Thus, Chief Captain Zhang Yunshan is so laborious!"
Wang Sheng explained in a low voice.
Chen Xiu nodded slightly, glanced at the man, and frowned: "Why is he so calm?"
Since you are not a person with a dying will, how can you be so calm?
etc!
Chen Xiu's eyes suddenly condensed: This is a mission sent by Zhou Wenlong!
He will never let himself have a good time.
In other words, there will be something wrong with the death row in prison this time!
"The Fourth Head of the Mangshan Bandits." Chen Xiu muttered, and an idea suddenly came to his mind:
Someone wants to rob the Dharma field!!
"Look, I'll go back!"
Chen Xiu instructed Wang Sheng and then stopped his horse and returned home.
Nine times appear in the dragon and ghosts, and the pear blossom needles are seen in the rainstorm, and the red clouds are used to suppress evil swords.
in case!
When he walked to the gate, Chen Xiu met Chen Yue who was sending his friend back, holding a book in his hand.
Today, Chen Yue is becoming more and more graceful and radiant.
"Xiaoxiu, are you okay?"
Chen Yue spoke with concern.
"Don't worry, sister."
Chen Xiu comforted softly.
At this time, his eyes fell on Chen Yue's palm and suddenly condensed:
"The Sutra of the Unbirthed Old Mother"!
"Sister, why are you watching this?"
Chen Yue smiled gently and slowly opened it, and it turned out to be a copybook.
"This was revised by Miss Wanyue for me, and I can learn to read." As she said that, she gently helped Chen Xiu clean up her clothes and said with a smile: "You are all big shots, and if I can't even recognize words, it's not
Is it a shame for you?"
"Don't worry, I will not join them in the Church of Life."
Chen Xiu breathed a sigh of relief only then.
Qingzhufang, high platform.
Ji Wuqing, who was shaking the wine pot, looked slightly sideways and said to herself with a smile: "At this time, half of the thirty-six magic crossbows on the execution ground have been transferred."
A little deep thought flashed in his eyes: "Zhou Wenlong, do you really want Mr. Chen to die, or do he have other ideas?"
As he spoke, he jumped down and flew across the sky at the flying swallows.
He landed straight in the alley, staring at several figures in black wearing scimitars, and his smile was very cold:
"Several people, where are you going?"
"If it's a execution ground, why not chat with me."
The prison car escorted officially entered the execution ground.
As a prison official, Chen Xiu was in the main position.
The huge execution ground is nearly a hundred meters wide and only a few dozen meters long.
They are all paved with heavy iron and wood, with high side rails on the city gate.
There are whistle towers in all directions, and the yamen runners holding bows and arrows have been lifted, and there are even divine crossbows aiming at the bottom.
Bangbangbangbang—
The prisoners wrapped in shackles were taken to the execution ground one by one.
The executioner sprayed water and sharpened his knife, waiting for the arrival of 3 o'clock in the afternoon!
Chen Xiu looked down at the huge execution ground, and the Hongyun Evil-Suppressing Sword in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a loud sound: