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Chapter 1045: The scholars heart has no ruler and the martial arts sword loses its sheath (6)(2/2)

Fang was at the back of the queue and could hardly be found, but since he had encountered it, of course he would just kill it.

When he beat Wu Cheng half to death, he could still restrain the anger in his heart. When he beat Shi Shuifang to death, his emotions became serious. After the beating, he originally wanted to give up his words. After all, he was beating Long Aotian.

It was a good time for Daimyo, but then, after watching the monkey show all afternoon, the words that were on his lips suddenly became embarrassing for some reason. He thrust them into his waist and immediately put them down. At this time, if he said it with his hands on his hips, it would be very embarrassing.

Stupid, he hesitated for a moment, then finally turned around and walked away dejectedly.

I will never tell anyone about my current inner activities in this life.

Of course, there are still opportunities.

Now that Wu Cheng has been killed, he can go into the city and kill Li Xiaoqing and Xu Dong. Then beat them half to death and use their blood to write the words "Murderer Long Aotian" on the wall.

There is no need to pretend to shout it out from your mouth. I can write the word "dragon" very well, but it's a pity that the word "Ao" is almost...

After doing this, I drove all the way to Jiangning to see what my parents said my hometown had become like now. The house where my parents lived back then, Aunt Yunzhu and Aunt Jin'er's stilted house by the river, and

The place where Grandpa Qin played chess by the river, because his parents often said that he might still be able to find it...

By this time, the sun had already set, and darkness enveloped the world. Thinking about these things, he felt relaxed, and without stopping, he took out his disguise equipment and began to change his appearance.

At the same moment, Fan Heng, Chen Junsheng and other scholars who once traveled together parted ways and left the boundary of Tongshan.

With a bruised nose and swollen face, Wang Xiuniang served her father who had woken up in the Tangjiaji inn. After taking medicine, she went out with a normal expression, and then hid in the corner of the inn and secretly cried. In the past two months, this ordinary

The girl was once close to happiness. But at this moment, everyone left, leaving only her and her father who may be disabled for the rest of his life. Her future, even the dim starlight, was extinguished...

No one knew that in the prison of Tongshan County Yamen, Lu Wenke had already received the first beating of the killing stick.

His buttocks and thighs were beaten to a bloody pulp, but the government officials did not let him go. They hung him on the torture rack and waited for Xu Dong to come over at night and "concoct" him for the second round.

"It's unjust - is there any royal law -"

He never saw the magistrate from the beginning to the end, so when the Yamen servant left the execution room, he shouted on the torture rack.

"I am—a scholar from Hongzhou—Lu Wenke! My father is an aide to the magistrate of Hongzhou—you can't arrest me—"

He shouted and cried like this.

I don’t believe that the world has become so dark.



The night has become dark.

After a while, the county magistrate came.
Chapter completed!
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