"I don't know."

"Really."

"I'm sorry for you."

"Qingfeng, if you want to kill or chop him into pieces, I, Yang Lingu, will never complain."

Yang Lingu suddenly raised his head, blood flowed across his bloody forehead, and tears mixed with it flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Kneel and crawl in front of Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng suddenly raised the magic sword in his hand.

Struggle.

Pain.

"I knew the news about Meng Zhen, so I entered the county governor's house at night."

"I know they use Meng Zhen as medicine."

"I immediately decided to take revenge."

"Why did you let go so easily?"

Li Qingfeng asked sternly.

He hates.

But in the end I couldn’t do it.

His sword cannot kill his former friend.

It's easy to kill people, but what happens after that? Why does he do this?

"Stab it!"

The magic sword cut off the robe, and half of the green shirt floated to the ground.

"Today, I, Li Qingfeng, have severed ties with you and have nothing to do with you anymore."

"Go away."

Li Qingfeng seemed to have drained all his strength and could barely stand on the spot relying on his magic sword.

The withered hair is spread over the shoulders.

The voice is very soft.

But also very decisive.

He doesn't have time to dwell on this kind of thing anymore.

Turning his eyes, he touched the county governor's mansion.

The enemy is there!

Mana surged, sweeping away the decadence, and walked towards the door.

"I know that my life is not worth one hundred and three members of your family."

"Today, I will give you my life back. If there is an afterlife, I will give my life back to you again!"

"Life after life, until it's over!"

"I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Meng Zhen."

"But I, Yang Lingu, am definitely not greedy for life or afraid of death."

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that Zhang Wanlong would slaughter your whole family just because of such a trivial matter."

"I really don't know."

Yang Lingu got up from the ground and shouted at Li Qingfeng's back.

He was hesitant and hoped that Li Qingfeng would look back.

As he said that, he took out the dagger hidden in his sleeve robe.

Hold hands tightly.

Stab into the heart while trembling.

Blood filled his mouth. Yang Lingu's eyes widened and he clenched the dagger tightly.

That's the feeling of life passing by.

He knelt on the ground, staring at Li Qingfeng's back.

Until it fades in the end.

He is dead.

Tu Shanjun can clearly feel the condensation of evil spirits and the disappearance of vitality.

However, if you don’t enter the Sovereign Soul Banner, the living soul will disappear soon.

Li Qingfeng did not look back.

He cut off his robe and cut off his righteousness because he couldn't bear to do it.

But this does not mean that he will forgive Yang Lingu.

Just because I didn't expect it doesn't mean it should be that way.

There are too many things that happen because you didn’t expect them.

We should have prepared for the worst.

You should have been prepared when you learned that Meng Zhen was killed.

Li Qingfeng walked towards the county governor's mansion.

As the sun sets in the west, the escaping light spreads over Li Qingfeng's body.

He has disheveled hair.

Laughing loudly.

Tears of laughter welled up.

"Hey, why does that man look so much like Mr. Li?"

"Which Li family?"

"That's the young master of the Li family whose entire family was wiped out."

"It is said that he disappeared. Why did he come back?"

"You look crazy, are you crazy?"

"How can you not go crazy when your family is broken and everyone is dead?"

"What a sin."

The dusk in Bafang County is no longer as lively as in the past, but there are still many vendors.

Refugees and beggars gathered in piles.

Teahouses and restaurants are open as usual.

Life will eventually go on.

The people at the bottom are used to taking orders.

Anyone who stutters will not resist.

Although there are many soldiers patrolling the county governor's house, and there are even more government servants everywhere, no one dares to speak loudly or even breathe.

I just feel depressed.

The Sheriff's Hall has not been rebuilt and is still half in ruins.

In the back office, Zhang Wanlong was entertaining two people who looked unusually dressed.

The two expressed their praise for Governor Zhang while pushing cups and changing cups.

"Don't dare to praise two immortal masters."

"Hey, there's no need to worry, Sheriff Zhang. From your description, the demon cultivator is just mediocre."

"It's just a show of power with the help of strange magic weapons."

"You don't need high-ranking disciples from the Five Spirit Sect, our brothers are enough."

"If there are two immortal masters, I will feel relieved." Zhang Wanlong smiled.

There is no smile in my eyes.

The beautiful maid next to her poured wine for the immortal master.

Zhang Wanlong could not see the strength of these two immortal masters from Liangdu, but found that the immortal masters were also human beings.

There is no shortage of seven emotions and six desires.
To be continued...