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"Just now I heard cell leader Zhang Wuneng say that a kid escaped from prison, but his life was short-lived and he died near the street!"

"I've heard about this too. It's said that when we arrested this kid, he was caught in the cold!"

Along with these two sentences, two official servants were seen approaching from far away.

After hearing these words, Li Qing, who was paralyzed on the ground, suddenly had a look of fear, grief and anger on his face.

He didn't believe that he had worked hard for so long and still ended up dead!

But the words from the officer's mouth and the empty ground without a trace made him have no choice but to believe it!

At this time, the two official servants had already walked to his side. Then, as if he couldn't see him, he raised his foot and stepped on his chest, landed on the bluestone floor, and continued to walk forward chatting.

At that moment, Li Qing saw his body at the feet of these two officials, like a cloud of blue mist, slowly dispersing.

After they left, they gathered together again.

Li Qing was startled when he saw this, and suddenly remembered the feeling like riding the wind when he was running on the street before.

At this moment, he found that his body was slowly dissipating like blue smoke.

First the legs, then the lower abdomen, then the arms and chest.

When it dissipated to his neck, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Li Qing's eyes again.

It was an underground secret room, and eight young men wearing strange clothes were imprisoned in the secret room.

There is also an alchemy furnace in the center.

At this time, there was just a "bang", the heavy iron door on the stairs slowly opened, and a young man wearing a purple robe jumped in from the outside.

Then there was a childish voice.

"With my blood, you can move forward! Jump!"

As this voice sounded, the purple-robed young man raised his arms and jumped forward.

But its jump made Li Qing feel confused.

He always felt that the appearance of this purple-robed young man was very familiar.

The picture disappeared, and Li Qing's eyes once again fell into darkness!

"Zhuge Wolong, put down the anti-book quickly!"

"This sickly boy is also lucky."

"You're a scholar, you're so good at not staying at home."

Along with these extremely familiar words, Li Qing died again and again.

And every time he died, a picture would appear in front of his eyes.

The picture lasts for a short time, only about ten seconds each time.

But none of the ten seconds of scenes were the same.

When he first died, Li Qing always tried his best to resist, but his ending seemed to be predetermined.

Either die outside the city, on a donkey cart, in prison, or on the guillotine

He tried every means, but the ending was always the same.

Over time, Li Qing became numb to death, and began to look forward to the scene he saw when he died.

Because he found that those pictures seemed to have something to do with him.

The bright moon is high and the stars are shining brightly.

On the path covered with dead leaves, suddenly a donkey cart came from a distance.

On the donkey cart, Li Qing was lying on the weeds with his arms folded, thinking about the scene he had just seen when he died, and murmuring words that no one could understand.

"Jiang Fei? Xiong Ba? Duan Lang? Dragon Veins? Evil Buddha?"

Ahead, Zhang Laosan turned around and asked after hearing Li Qing's words, "Scholar Li, what did you say?"

Li Qing ignored him and continued talking.

When Zhang Laosan saw Li Qing ignoring him, he frowned and muttered: "Isn't it just a matter of reading a few shabby books if you forget your roots?"

As he spoke, he turned back and continued to drive the donkey.

After a while, Zhuge Wolong ran from the city gate with a package in his arms.

But just when he ran to the side of the donkey cart, Li Qing, who was lying on the weeds, stood upright, then kicked him in the face.

Suddenly receiving this heavy blow, Zhuge Wolong suddenly fell to the ground in a daze.

Beside the donkey cart, Zhang Laosan looked at Li Qing with disbelief on his face, his whole body stagnant.

Li Qing turned over and fell to the ground, breaking Zhuge Wolong's neck with a snap.

When Zhang Laosan saw this scene, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he raised his trembling fingers and pointed at Li Qing, unable to say a word for a while.

Li Qing put his hands behind his back expressionlessly and looked forward.

I saw seven or eight big men running towards here in front, shouting the very familiar words "Zhuge Wolong, put down the anti-book".

In the blink of an eye, they ran to the donkey cart, and then froze when they saw Zhuge Wolong lying on the ground.

At this moment, Li Qing jumped forward, raised his elbow and hit the chest of the big man with the red band on his forehead.

When the big man bent over in pain, Li Qing easily snatched the long knife from his hand, and then slashed him in the neck with his backhand.

"Wow——"

With a soft sound, the big man's head flew up instantly.

Then he saw a column of blood spurting out from his neck.

During this period, Li Qing kept his feet on his feet and chopped off all the heads of these men with the long knife in his hand.

He did all this very skillfully and very quickly.

In fact, he did all this very skillfully, because he had killed these men one hundred and thirty-one times, and with this time, it was one hundred and thirty-two times!

The first time he killed these men, he stabbed them to death as soon as he took action.

The second time, he was still hacked to death by random knives.

It wasn't until the fifth time that he used the martial arts in the picture.

Since then, he has never died in the hands of these people, but in the hands of the ghosts in the mass graves.

Although he still looked thin and frail at this moment, he already had a trace of internal strength in his body.

This trace of inner strength was something he started practicing after he woke up. Although it cannot make him a master, nor can it prevent him from recovering from the cold, it can allow him to avenge his death thousands of times!

Especially the man named Zhuge Wolong, Li Qing had killed him more than three hundred times!

But the resentment in my heart has not dissipated yet!

Because he was thought to be Zhuge Wolong and killed more than five hundred times!

At this time, Zhang Laosan was already frightened by him and ran towards the city gate. As a result, before entering the city, he encountered the gang of officials led by One-Eyed Dragon.

Then after he pointedly told the one-eyed dragon about Li Qing's murder, he was also beheaded by the one-eyed dragon and was held in the hand of an official.

Then they saw them coming towards the donkey cart.

Li Qing watched them approaching with a calm expression, but did not take action.

Because he already knew what would happen next.

Just as he thought, the one-eyed dragon's expression changed after he saw that the heads of the corpses at Li Qing's feet had been chopped off.

Then he forced out a smile and said: "Your Excellency is very skilled. I wonder if you are interested in becoming an official?"