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"People see benefits but not harm; fish see food but not hooks."

This sentence from "Flowers in the Mirror" is very suitable for the scene we are seeing.

When the clone Li Qinglian read this sentence leisurely, within a radius of thousands of feet, there was silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

"Definitely..."

As the voice of the clone Li Qinglian spread far away, the sound of teeth chattering appeared all around.

For the onlookers who are eating melons around, ready to pick up the missing ‘oriole’, and those with ulterior motives, they really want to take a breath of cold air to express their inner shock.

Unfortunately, when they saw the scene that made their hearts churn and vomit, some of those who could not bear it had already rolled their eyes and fainted. Those who were pretending to be calm were holding on with breathless concentration.

In front of the century-old restaurant in the capital, with the line a few feet in front of the handsome young man as the dividing line, there seemed to be two worlds.

The restaurant where the young man was located was no different from the original one. It wasn't spotless, but it was also neat and grand.

However, the area a few feet in front of the boy, extending all the way to the end of the several wide streets that connected together, was like a meat grinder.

"Ah...Abi Hell, it's...also...it's nothing more than that, right?"

Hearing the noise before, he jumped up to the top of the brothel where he was, looking at Sikong Zhaixing here and stuttering.

The scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere and corpses strewn everywhere was like a nightmare, piercing into his heart.

It can be said that he, the famous 'King of Thieves', has never seen so many corpses in his life.

In his own words, the skills of his Sikong Zhaixingpian are not those of those rough guys who rob the Tao.

Lu Xiaofeng on the side looked at this scene with the same shock, her eyes twitched, and she said: "I knew it, I knew it..."

"He...he actually...isn't he afraid of being classified as a demon?!"

In the distance, Yan Nanfei, who was dressed like a villain, was muttering to himself.

"Crack!" The old monk Balsam Pear, who had been staying in the restaurant and pretending to be invisible, couldn't help but crush the rosary beads in his hand.

"Alms...donor," the old monk Balsam Pear stood in the door of the restaurant and said in disbelief to the clone Li Qinglian not far away: "How could you commit...commit such a murder?!"

"He...how could he?! How dare...kill so many people...all!!!"

Unable to hold back the smile on his face any longer, An Shigeng said in stunned silence.

However, Prince Nan Wang who came here with him, and Cai Jing, who is now the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, were unable to answer his words. They all tried their best to cover their mouths and noses, not only to block the bloody smell that soared into the sky, but also to suppress it.

The desire to vomit oneself.

All the people around who had recovered from the shock looked at the scene in front of them in horror.

Although everyone was shouting crazily in their hearts and their expressions looked crazy, no one dared to make a loud noise.

Don't you mean that he is just a young man with no strength?

Isn't it said that if the law does not punish everyone, the most it will suffer is a little injury?

In addition, in this imperial city, under the emperor's feet, such a heinous murder was committed, with rivers of blood flowing down.

Is there any royal law here? What do we think of Ming law? Where is the majesty of Ming Dynasty?

Where are the people from Hulong Villa?!

Where are the imperial guards?

Where is Jin Yiwei?!

Where are the East and West factories?!

Where have all the people died? There was such a big movement, but no one showed up!

After scanning the Yan Yi leaders in all directions, the avatar Li Qinglian turned to the old monk Balsam Pear and spread his hands, seemingly helpless and said: "Master, they said they wanted to see the 'Excalibur' before, otherwise

, just put me in a dilemma of life and death!"

The old monk, who had lost his mind, just clasped his hands together, lowered his head and recited the sutra silently, without responding to the words of his clone Li Qinglian.

On the roof of the shop closest to the restaurant, Xie Xiaofeng, standing in front of Ding Peng and the others, took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice:

"But...but they haven't taken action yet! And if you kill so many people...are you not afraid of becoming a public enemy of the world?!"

Although this world of comprehensive martial arts and Ming Dynasty generally follows the jungle laws of the "ancient world" where the weak and the strong eat each other, it is also bound by its own rules.

Moral ideas such as benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom, and trust, etc., restrain people in the world from all aspects.

And it is precisely because of these constraints that the Zongwu world will not become so chaotic, at least not so chaotic on the surface.

The clone Li Qinglian shrugged and said nonchalantly: "In my opinion, nipping the danger in the bud saves the most time and effort."

"Little brother...you must know that people's words are terrible!"

"Then kill them all!"

"How...how...why...why is this necessary?"...

Just when the clone, Li Qinglian, raised her sword and was about to ignore Xie Xiaofeng and others and start to deal with the "rats" in the secret, she suddenly stopped.

This shocked the heart-hungry people from all over the place.

Previously, the God of Death, who looked like a handsome young man, also raised his sword finger like this. Just a little bit of it, and there was endless sword energy, like a waterfall pouring down from the sky, covering the street overwhelmingly.

In an instant, the people in the world who were still alive and clamoring for the young man to hand over the 'Excalibur' all turned into indescribable existences all over the ground, the kind that even if they try hard, they can't put it together.

Fortunately, this time he only made a gesture and no sword energy appeared.

I saw the God of Death looking up at the sky, as if looking at something. For a moment, these guys who were about to escape also raised their heads and looked at the sky.

"Taibai!" A sound like the jingling of gold and jade came from the sky

I saw the clouds in the sky quickly gathering, forming a human face, which suddenly leaned down.

In just an instant, this face covered by white clouds covered half of the capital.

"Okay..." The clone, Li Qinglian, shrugged, as if he had expected 'his' high-profile pretentious behavior.

"It seems that we can't play anymore. Let's just clear the place..."

"Anyway, the easily attracted miscellaneous fish in this world are almost here."

"After we deal with them, and then deal with the rats in the dark, let's send someone over~"

Here, while the clone Li Qinglian was thinking, a thunderous voice sounded in the ears of everyone inside and outside the capital.

"When you've had enough fun, finish your mission quickly! It's just a low-level world, is it necessary to delay it for so long?"

"Boom~"

A huge roar echoed over the capital.

"Hiss~"

At this moment, the temperature in the capital has collectively risen several degrees.

Up to Emperor Zhengde, people in power such as Zhu Wuwu and Cao Zhengchun, various forces in the middle, people in the martial arts world, and ordinary people at the lowest level.

At this moment, all that was left in his eyes was the face that covered the sky and the sun.