Chapter 186 I’m sorry for my ancestors, but I’m sorry for my descendants below.


Chapter 186 I’m sorry for my ancestors, but I’m sorry for my descendants

execution ground.

Yuan Detai stepped onto the Xingtai with shackles on his hands and a gloomy expression.

"Watch it for me." Fang Dali picked up the hostage Erwu in his hand and threw it casually. Erwu rolled uncontrollably to Lu Biao's feet.

"Don't worry, brother, as long as I'm watching over him, he won't be able to fly even if he has wings."

Lu Biao stepped on Erwu's chest, and Sen Bai's face showed a stern look. Teacher Bai had obviously entered the state and performed the essence of the evil ghost.

Fang Dali didn't have the slightest doubt. He tightened the golden knife in his hand and flew onto the execution platform with a ferocious expression, transforming into an executioner.

"Kneel down!"

"Don't touch me!"

Yuan Detai shook off Zhang Guolao Lu Feixiong's ghostly hand, and looked at Tieguai Li Zhuqi with his head held high: "Zhu Qi, you can kill me, but you must let my daughter and apprentice go, otherwise I will become a fierce ghost, and I won’t let you go! I am a knife-edge person. I have killed countless people in my life, but I may not be inferior to you after my death!”

"As long as you are willing to suffer the punishment, we will let these two little ones go as you wish."

Although Zhu Qi wanted to go on a killing spree, Yuan Detai was right. People who eat at the knife's edge and die unjustly will definitely be more vicious than him after death.

He is still very afraid of people who have cut off his own head.

"Dad, why did you forget your mother?"

Qiaoyin's eyes were full of tears. She was so sad that she couldn't think of so much. She naively thought that her father had forgotten to mention her mother.

"Qiaoyin, husband and wife should live and die together. Today your father died generously, and naturally your mother and I will follow..." Qiaoyin's mother is very open-minded. As long as her daughter can live, whether she can survive or not will not matter. None of it matters.

In fact, the person she was most worried about was her savior, Cheng Long.

But looking at the relaxed and unconcerned look on the other person's face, I vaguely sensed something in my heart.

When Master Cheng killed Yu Canhua, he was more fierce than Zhu Qi in front of her. She didn't think Lan Cai and Lu Biao had the ability to take down Master Cheng!

"Mom, you and your father are gone, and your daughter is left alone. How will she live in the future?" Qiaoyin's heart was filled with sadness when she thought about being an orphan without her parents.

"Qiaoyin..." Qiao Niang's mother hesitated to speak.

Yuan Detai, who was on the Xing stage, turned to look at Erwu, the disciple at Lu Biao's feet, and said seriously: "Erwu, can you take good care of Qiaoyin?"

"Yes!" Erwu replied vigorously.

"Okay, I can betroth you to her tonight. I will treat her well in the future."

"Master, I know how to do it."

Erwu's eyes were red, and he was so happy about the green plum, but he was not happy at all.

Because his most respected master is about to die at the hands of evil spirits, becoming the biggest stain in his life.

"Are you done? It's time to hit the road."

Fang Dali was obviously about to lose his patience.

"Wait a minute."

Yuan Detai turned his head and glared at Fang Dali, then looked at Tieguai Li, the eldest of the eight ghost immortals, "It's not difficult to kill me, but I have something to discuss, otherwise I won't die in peace."

"You old thing, why do you have so many things?"

Zhu Qiqi's chest was rising and falling. If he hadn't considered Yuan Detai's identity as the executioner and was afraid that the other party would die unjustly and become an evil evil even more ferocious than himself, he wouldn't have been able to endure it until now.

"Although Yuan is a murderer, he is enforcing the law for the country and eliminating harm for the people. Although he does not have a sixth-grade title or a hundred catties of salary, he is still a prominent person in the local area. Today, he fell into the trap of you and other evil people. In the hands of ghosts, I have failed my ancestors and I have failed my descendants..."

Zhu Qi and others: "..."

Is it really that shameful to die at my hands?

His brother's, we are also the Eight Immortals with a good reputation, okay?

"If you want to kill or behead me, I can do whatever you want, but the person holding the knife cannot wait for you. There are only two people who can kill me today..."

Yuan Detai turned to look at his disciple and shouted: "Two five."

When Erwu heard the words, he struggled slightly, escaped from Lu Biao's feet, and ran quickly to Xingtai.

"Master."

Erwu knelt down in front of Yuan Detai without hesitation.

"Let me ask you, how did you learn your craft?"

"No, it can't be done..." Erwu shook his head repeatedly and said hysterically: "I'm still far away!"

"If I don't succeed in my craftsmanship, how will I raise my daughter in the future?" Yuan Detai stared at Erwu with bright eyes.

"I-I'm going to sell straw sandals and raise clever silver." Erwu's craftsmanship is indeed not very good, but except for people with amazing physiques like Zhu Qi, he can basically make no mistakes in beheading ordinary people.

He just didn't dare to chop off the master's head, no, he couldn't chop it off.

"You bastard, you sell straw sandals to support my daughter. Do you want her to eat chaff?"

"..."

Erwu was weak and did not dare to reply.

"Why are you mute?"

Yuan Detai became angry and said: "If you have this attitude, I will give Qiao Yin to Mr. Cheng as a maid, but I will not betroth her to you."

"Master, I can't do it..."

Erwu was so anxious that he almost cried.

On the one hand, she didn't dare to chop off the master's head, but on the other hand, she was worried that her pretty daughter-in-law, Qiao Yin, would become Mr. Cheng's bed-warming maid.

"Today, you have to do it. Get up, aim at my neck, and chop down four and a half fingers." Yuan Detai could actually ask Cheng Long to take action, but seeing Cheng Long's attitude of watching the show, he just couldn't do it. Too lazy to ask for trouble.

"Master~~"

Erwu finally couldn't stop crying.

"Twenty-five, you kill me. Although the master cannot become an immortal or a Buddha, he can be reincarnated. But if I fall into their hands, I will become worse than a pig or a dog in my next life. Are you trying to harm me?"< br>


"No, Master, I...I don't dare!"

"Humph~~"

Zhu Qi couldn't help but interjected: "It's his brother's, you master and apprentice are so busy, do you want me to take action?"

At this time, Qiaoyin suddenly opened the restraints of Han Xiangzi and Zhou Xiaoai, ran to his father and knelt down, turned to Erwu and said: "Erwu, please help my father! Let my father go to the superbirth." "Master, I How can I cut you without pain? When you teach me the formula, why don’t you teach me clearly? I know that when you are a master, you always have to hold on to one hand. You see, if you hold on to one hand, you will suffer the consequences!”

"A master cannot hide his adultery!"

Faced with a certain death situation, Erwu had to bite the bullet and agree even if he didn't want to do anything.

Not far away, watching the two young men Erwu and Qiaoyin burst into tears, Cheng Long couldn't help but want to take action several times, but every time he wanted to take action, he could feel a vague feeling. Feeling of oppression.

He knew that Zhong Kui was secretly watching!

The two ghosts Lu Biao and Jin Tong were killed one after another before, which almost caused the plot to deviate. If he hadn't summoned Bai Ling in time to put on such a big drama, Judge Zhong would have been unable to sit still.

Yuan Detai must die tonight!

If you don't commit suicide, you have to die in the hands of Erwu. Only in this way can the sword that has killed thousands of people become an infinitely powerful magic weapon that can kill monsters and monsters.

According to Zhong Kui, this Thousand Man Slasher is more powerful than his Blood Gourd.

Maybe there's a hint of flattery in this.

But it also proves from the side that the power of killing thousands of people is quite good.

"Come here."

"Yes, Master."

Yuan Detai pressed his fingers to his neck and asked: "You're right, how many fingers?"

"Four and a half fingers."

"Okay, right here, my heart is motionless, luck is pressing in my throat, my waist and eyes are like snake coils..."

"Master, I can't hold it back."

"If you can't suppress it, you have to suppress it. Don't be a mother-in-law, please kill me quickly."

What Yuan Detai just taught was all old formulas. He never had the idea of ​​holding anything back. If an executioner wants to do a good job and be respected, he must selflessly recruit disciples and pass on his skills and personal experience to the next person completely.

Erwu has learned everything. Apart from his lack of experience, he is completely a qualified executioner.

But the second person he wanted to kill was his master, and he simply couldn't do it.

"Erwu, do you want to be a dumpster for the rest of your life?"

"Yes, I'm throwing away the material, I'm useless, I'm useless..."

Erwu blamed himself and slapped himself, each slap heavier than the last.

It is indeed too much to ask the apprentice to kill the master.

After watching the play for so long, Cheng Long finally couldn't bear it and stood up and said as he walked: "Master Yuan, since you won't do it for two or five times, why not let me help you."

When he kills someone, he does need to seize the soul, but that is all based on the condition that he does not interfere with the operation of the killing art.

Whoever's soul you really want to keep can completely suppress the killing technique.

Since he dares to stand up, he has this confidence.

If you can't control the skills you practice, then that's okay.

"That's good, I have you, Mr. Lao Cheng."

How could Yuan Detai force his disciples to kill him if he didn't have to? Once Erwu did such a thing, he would receive cynicism in the future regardless of whether he was forced to do so.

"Mr. Cheng, please act more swiftly and don't let my master suffer!"

"Mr. Cheng, I'm begging you."

Erwu and Qiaoyin said one after another.

"Don't worry, I will."

When passing by the two of them, Cheng Long patted Er Wu on the shoulder happily. This boy was much more reliable than Qiu Sheng. If Uncle Jiu had such a loyal, courageous, affectionate and righteous disciple, he would laugh out of his dreams.

Uncle Jiu’s apprentices are really more of a trap than the last.

Climb to Xingtai.

Cheng Long took the golden sword from Fang Dali's hand and weighed it subconsciously. It was quite heavy and easy to use. After using Yuan Detai's blood to sacrifice the sword, the golden sword would make a qualitative leap.

The sacrificial refining method of this sword is very similar to his sacrificial demon sword!

Almost identical.

After his magic sword kills enough people, it is not impossible to evolve into a magic weapon.

"Master Yuan, I'm offended."

"Please!"

Yuan Detai lowered his head slightly and took a good posture.

When he struck the sword, Cheng Long hesitated for a moment. He had killed people, monsters and ghosts. He had killed so many creatures. Except for the first time when he didn't dare to strike, he was almost as decisive as he could in the rest of the time. But this time , hesitating like a girl.

"...kill!"

A few seconds later, Cheng Long gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his knife to chop it down.

laugh!

A head flew into the air.

Cheng Long quickly grabbed Yuan Detai's head and put it back.

After being refined with Lao Yuan's blood, the golden sword immediately burst into brilliant light, bursts of golden light, dazzling with brilliance.

"Twenty-five, take the knife."

Cheng Long suddenly threw out the knife, turned over in the air, and caught Thousand Man Slash in mid-air.

Almost at the same time, Zhu Qi, who was standing on the city wall, ordered Wang Erba, Fang Dali, Zhou Xiaoai, Lu Feixiong, and Lu Biao below: "Kill! Tonight I want Hu County to be filled with blood, and not a single person will be killed." Want to live! ”

"Hahaha, it should have been like this a long time ago. The performance just now was really tiring!"

Wang Erba opened his big mouth with a ferocious face and exposed his terrifying fangs. Zhou Xiaoai then used ghost magic to turn himself into a ghost.

(End of chapter)

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