I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

As the distance between each other gets closer.

The two catchers finally saw the young man’s inhuman eyes.

The red vertical pupils that flowed with gold and blood were like two clusters of candles that would never be extinguished in the long night.

With a snap, the brass dry cigarette pole in the hand of Zhang Catcher fell to the ground.

“What kind of person?!”

the shuddering Xue surnamed Catch quickly reprimanded, his right hand gripped the handle of the long knife hanging from his waist, and his palm was wet.

A few feet away.

The boy in white suddenly waved his sleeve robe.

The two predators immediately exploded in sweat.

A fierce hunting wind like a sea of mountains and seas slammed into the two catchers in an instant.

The two of them were like two cannonballs out of the chamber in an instant, flying out horizontally and smashing heavily on the thick city wall.

It was smashed until the flesh and blood were blurred, and all the bones in the body were shattered.

Like two pools of blood and mud, slowly flowing down the city wall.

Carriage stops.

Zhu Jiuyin raised his head and looked at the small head hanging high on the top of the bamboo pole.

Little Whirlwind was delicate, jumped off Zhu Jiuyin’s shoulder, put the bronze bell on the ground, and quickly climbed to the top of the pole along the bamboo pole.

Take the young man’s head off gently.

Yu Leng slipped deftly on the top of the pole, and the small whirlwind handed out its claws.

Slowly squatting down, Zhu Jiuyin slowly stretched out his hands.

The palm trembled slightly.

The human head is biting and cold.

Look at the little familiar and unfamiliar dead gray face, watch his grassy hair dance in the wind.

Zhu Jiuyin leaned over slightly.

The foreheads of the master and the apprentice, for the first and last time, were tightly pressed together.

Zhu Jiuyin only felt that the heart in his chest cavity shattered into thousands of pieces.

His little one could no longer open his eyes to look at his incompetent master.

The cold wind wrapped in the snow.

Zhu Jiuyin got up and put Xiao Budian’s head on the front of the wooden car.

Immediately comb your five fingers and comb your small, messy hair.

Pull it into a bun.

Reach behind you with your right hand and gently remove the green hairpin.

In an instant, black hair poured down like a waterfall, hanging down the entire back.

Pinn the jade hairpin into a small bun little by little.

A crown gift belonging to a teenager.

Five years early.

……

Stare at Xiao Budian’s face for a long, long time.

Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his palm and gently covered Xiao Bu’s forehead.

The pictures after the young man’s death clearly appeared in Zhu Jiuyin’s mind.

He saw a man in brocade clothes and a fat brain holding Xiaobu’s head.

“Get a glimpse of the whole picture.

“This hound, as you say, is indeed superb.

“It’s a pity that the wild is hard to tame. ”

……

“Prisoner heads, that is, mountain bandit heads. ”

……

“The money of the people is divided between the county and the people. ”

……

I see.

The county officials quickly pretended to be mountain bandits, and rushed into Lingshi County at night to burn and loot.

Then borrow the bandits to accumulate wealth from the head.

Finally, the heads of innocent prisoners in the prison were cut off and used as the heads of mountain bandits to anger the common people.

Not collusion between officials and bandits.

There were no bandits from beginning to end.

Or the real bandit wears official skin.

Zhu Jiuyin also saw that the small head on the high hanging bamboo pole was crowded with people.

There are men, there are women, there are old people, there are children.

Because Xiao Budian became the so-called leader of the Wuyi Mountain Bandits, he endured the most cruel evil in this world.

They, they, are full of filth.

“Damn mountain bandits, I curse you to be reincarnated as an animal in your next life.

“Young age, do not do well, have to be a mountain bandit, there are dogs born without mothers.”

I will cook it, eat his flesh, drink his blood, grind his bones into powder and swallow it.” ”

It’s a pity that I was beheaded with a knife, and the group of fools in the county should be cut by a thousand cuts.” ”

……

The adults threw rotten vegetable leaves, spat on the heads of the small ones, and a few spilled dung.

The children threw stones, one after another, and smashed them with pleasure.

Fortunately, the bamboo poles are high enough.

……

Retract your palm.

With a tearing sound, Zhu Jiuyin tore off a large piece of white clothes.

As a burden, wrap the little bu dian head.

Carrying the burden of human heads, Zhu Jiuyin turned around and looked at Lingshi County a few feet away.

After a long while, pick up the Black Death Spear from the wooden cart.

Zhu Jiuyin threw it fiercely.

The ancient spear screamed, piercing into the sky dome, hanging high above Lingshi County.

“Little whirlwind.

“Master, please.”

“Go to the walls and ring the conjuring bells.”

“Okay. ”

The little whirlwind embraces the bronze bell and bursts out like an off-string arrow.

With a crunch, the carriage continued to move forward.

The cold wind suddenly blew Zhu Jiuyin’s thick black hair.

From afar, it looks like a black waterfall.

“Tonight, I will expel everyone from the world, leaving no one behind!”

County grandfather Chen Chong, Lord Chen, twenty-seven concubines, Pu County Tongqing.

Five full performances were arranged, from early morning until late at night.

In the crunch, the old man pulled a wooden cart and followed the boy through the empty and uninhabited long street.

Soon, Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyes slightly.

What catches your eye is a green building with brilliant lights.

“Drunken Spring Building~”

Muttering, Zhu Jiuyin walked towards the Flower Building.

The old bustard leaning against the door frame pouted his hips and flirted with a drunken catcher.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Bai Yi.

Without looking at it, he said, “Official, Zuichunlou only receives county officials today, please Ming’er again…”

The sword light flashed.

The expression on the faces of the old bustard and the catcher froze.

Wait for the boy in white to pass by the two.

When the green building sounded the bitter screams of crying fathers and mothers, screams.

At the gate of the Qinglou, the head of the old bustard and the fast catcher slowly slipped from the neck.

Poof.

Blood spurts.

Hit the beams hard.

Splashed into a rain of blood.

……

The first layer, the second layer, the third layer….

Zhu Jiuyin killed layer by layer.

Slaughter every living creature that comes into view.

Frightened people jumped out of the window to escape, the second floor was fine, and most of the people on the third floor were broken legs and broken feet.

Those who successfully landed, using their hands and feet together, climbed with rolling belts, and wanted to escape the Drunken Spring Building as quickly as possible.

The farther you escape, the better.

In the sound of breaking through the air, a short spear as red as blood fell from the sky.

Easily pierce a predator’s chest.

Bring up a large patch of bright blood.

Like an embroidery needle in the hand of the god of death, it deftly flew up and down, harvesting one by one fresh life.

……

The fifth floor of Xiuchun Building, B character 9 wing room.

The drunken white willow is not hanging at all, and is dreaming.

In the dream, the young man called Chen Mengfei, whose headless corpse kept chasing Bai Willow.

“What about

my head?” “Do you know where my head went?” came

a faint voice from behind, from the front, from all directions, and frantically poured into White Willow’s ears.

“I don’t know!” “I don’t know where your head went!” “Don’t

pester me!” With

a loud roar, Bai Willow sat up abruptly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

In the heavy gasp, the young man’s face suddenly turned startled.

Why is it so noisy downstairs

? What happened?

Bai Willow lifted the curtain, his expression was first stunned, and then his eyes widened sharply.

At the yellow rosewood table two feet away, there was a young man in red who was drinking.

No.

That’s not red.

That’s bloodcoat.

Even the boy’s black hair was soaked with blood.

The dripping sticky drip ran down the ends of the hair and fell violently to the floor.

Flowers of burning blood bloomed.

A soft snap.

The young man put down the wine cup and looked slightly sideways at the young man.

The voice said indifferently: “White Willow, right?”

“I’m going to rip off the flesh on your body piece by piece~”