Life Hunter

Lao Luo looked back and saw Xiao Tao falling to the ground, covering his waist and eyes, groaning, and immediately cursed: On the first day of the Lunar New Year, you haven't eaten dumplings or vegetables, why are you so drunk? Get up quickly, we have to go Open the door.

Lao Luo cursed fiercely, stepped forward and bent down, and he and Liang Xiaosi on the other side helped Xiao Tao up. While chattering to his side, he walked forward slowly and slowly turned out of the corner.

After walking a few steps, Xiao Tao's legs suddenly became weak and sank downwards.

Neither Lao Luo nor Liang Xiaosi could hold him back, and Xiao Tao fell to the ground again.

Lao Luo pulled Xiao Tao's arm hard and cursed: Why are you so crazy again? It's been delayed...

Lao Luo noticed that Xiao Tao was looking straight ahead, with a dull face and startled eyes, and he quickly turned his head to look towards the city gate.

Strips of white cloth were hung on the city wall, and under the white cloth hung dead people with purple-black faces.

Someone's neck was half strangled, and the icy wound looked like a muddy path driven by wheels.

The hanged people were lined up.

On the wall next to the corpse, there were large frozen blood-colored characters written on them.

Lao Luo's scalp was numb.

Three...thirty... Liang Xiaosi murmured.

Quick, report it to the Yamen... Lao Luo said tremblingly, but none of the three of them moved, and they all looked down.

The six legs were shaking like a dog shaking water.

At dawn, an incredible news spread throughout the city.

Thirty people hanged themselves in each of the four gates in the east, west, south and west of Qiyuan City.

Bai Lian hangs high, and there are more than a hundred corpses hanging.

The little sense of the new year that was originally there was completely wiped out by this news.

People from all over the place rushed to the nearby city gate, looking at the blank lines, looking at the corpses below, and listening to the literate people reading the blood books on the city wall.

My skills in the Divine Sword Sect are inferior to those of others, so I am willing to admit defeat. However, the Shen Gong Sect is aggressive and wantonly slaughters the defenseless members of the Divine Sword Sect's family members every day, not even sparing their distant relatives. Either way, it is death. Today, we hang our heads at the city gate and implore the Divine Gong. He was sent to leave a way for the remaining family members of the Divine Sword Sect to survive...

Teahouses, taverns, workshops, dental shops, gangs, markets...

People from all over the city were discussing this incredible event.

A total of one hundred and twenty people. It's so miserable.

Including the previous ones, let's say at least two to three hundred people.

The Shen Gong Sect went too far this time, killing people with no more than a nod...

Oh, I didn't expect that after leaving the Divine Sword Sect, another more ruthless Divine Gong Sect came.

I don't believe there is no royal law in Qiyuan City!

Yes, dozens of families and two to three hundred people are just gone. Who can bear it?

Tonight, at the Qiming Cultural Conference, we should question him face to face!

good!

As night falls, Qiming Academy is decorated with lights.

The bright red lanterns illuminate the falling white snow, adding a beautiful touch of beauty to the night.

There were densely packed carriages and sedan chairs parked in front of the academy gate.

Groups of carriages and horses came in and slowly left.

咴咴……

Several carriages stopped.

Li Qingxian got out of the carriage, stepped on the snow, and walked in with a dozen Shen Gong people.

After walking a few steps, Li Qingxian stopped and looked up at the rock archway at the door.

The others also stopped and looked up.

The four characters Qiming Academy are written on the memorial arch.

There are four small characters below the big characters, Bi Feng Lay Title.

Li Gangfeng calls himself Bifeng Lay Scholar.

The line stopped, and so did the people behind it.

Aren't they from the Shen Gong Sect? Why do they have the nerve to come?

Keep your voice down. It is said that they have Li Keqing who is very unusual.

They probably knew there was something wrong in their minds, so they didn't dare to enter after seeing Mr. Gang Feng's inscription.

Liu Yitian said: Mr. Gang Feng's calligraphy is indeed extraordinary. Even if I don't know calligraphy, I can still feel the sharp meaning.

Mr. Gang Feng's calligraphy is very powerful. Wang Shoude gently touched the broken fan on his waist.

Li Qingxian nodded and continued to move forward.

Liu Yitian led the way, and the team entered the academy, walked around the main gate, and walked for a while before entering the academy grounds.

In each of the four corners of the school grounds, there is a rosewood pen hanging, and above the pen hanging, there is a glimmering brush hanging on each side.

Four glimmering brushes emit gleaming white light, covering the entire huge school grounds, blocking wind and snow, and maintaining constant temperature.

On the north side of the school grounds, there is a slightly higher cultural stage.

Under the cultural stage, there are neat rows of tables and chairs.

On different tables, there are different vertical stacks of paper with various words written on them.

County government, academy, Qingshan Gang, Bloody Clothes Sect, Shenjian Sect, Shangbei Escort Bureau, Caravan, Mangge Clan, Shen Gong Sect...

The expressions of many people from the Shen Gong Sect changed slightly.

The Divine Sword Sect has been exterminated. Not only was it invited, but it was also placed at the head of the four major sects in the North District City, and the Divine Gong Sect was placed last.

Some Shen Gong sect disciples looked around the scene in anger and annoyance.

Some people drank tea with their heads down.

Some looked away.

Some people looked over with half-smiles.

The originally lively entrance moment was extremely quiet.

The new members of the small sect who came in behind were frightened by the silence. They stood motionless and quickly blocked the door.

Liu Yitian looked at Li Qingxian, who tilted his chin towards the table marked Shen Gong Sect.

Shen Gong sent everyone to move forward and take their seats.

The four major forces, the County Government, the Academy, the Qingshan Gang and the Bloody Clothes Sect, all have more than one table, and all of them are empty.

The tables and chairs at Shenjianmen were also empty.

The other tables nearby were almost full.

No one from the sect came to say hello.

The disciples of Shen Gong Sect had dark faces, their clothes felt like needles were burning, and they felt uncomfortable all over.

Li Qingxian turned a blind eye to everyone, ate the cold nut dishes on the table, and communicated with Yu Ping.

This walnut is really unpalatable. It smells like hazelnuts. It's obviously an old product that went bad in the summer.

Tsk tsk, there's beef jelly, it's rare. It's hard for me to eat beef. Eat more.

“Although the pasta and pastries here are not exquisite enough, they taste very good and there are no messy things...

The others watched helplessly as the two commented and occasionally ate something.

Not long after, a team approached the venue. These people were all wearing blood-colored coats and cloaks, and all of them were wrapped in blood-colored cloth scarves.

The sects present stopped talking and laughing one after another, or bowed their heads and said nothing, or held their breath and kept silent, or stood motionless.

Only a few gangs ate and drank.

Li Qingxian turned around and saw a thin old man with a sharp chin walking at the front of the Blood Clothes Sect team. The blood in the old man's eyes was rippling and breathtaking.

Li Qingxian guessed that this person was the master of the Blood Clothes Sect, the Red Blood Realm and the Old Demon of Blood. As for this person's name, no one knew. Even the Night Guard did not know this person's true origin. He only knew that he came from the Sand Demon Sect.

The Sand Demon Sect is the old Tianzhu Demon Sect, which has been in Shazhou for many years. Later, by cooperating with the imperial court, it and the Moon Demon Sect obtained Shazhou as a feudal state and jointly managed it.

The old demon Xue walked to a table, stopped suddenly, and turned to look at the Tiandaomen, which was once the strongest gang in Wangjiatun.

Li Yuanhe, the leader of the Tiandao Sect, stiffened and stood up in a hurry. The rest of the Tiandao Sect members also stood up in a hurry.

The old blood demon smiled and said: Clan Master Li is really brave. I won't be polite when I see a real person.

Li Yuanhe was shocked, he hurriedly clasped his fists and bent down and said: Li Yuan...

Before Li Yuanhe finished speaking, the old blood demon struck out with a light palm. Rivers of blood suddenly poured out from all directions, wrapping Li Yuanhe and twisting him gently. The dignified sixth-grade master didn't even have time to resist, and his flesh and blood were swallowed up by eight rivers of blood.

In the blink of an eye, only the bones were left.