I was slightly silent and said: "Leave it to Lao Liu! I believe he can handle it well."

"Liang Jie Tang is in the Jianghu after all. If you have feelings, you must also have rules."

Feng Ruoxing nodded silently: she knows the rules in the world.

The most intolerable thing for Jianghu combinations is betrayal. No matter whether the other party has extenuating circumstances or is forced to do so, as long as he betrays the group, he must be dealt with according to the rules of Jianghu.

If the price of betrayal is too low and everyone rebels, the sect cannot survive.

I can understand Zhao Ci's thoughts. But understanding does not mean tolerance.

I packed up my equipment and said, "Let's go! Let's go to the next place, Feng'an Town."

Feng Ruoxing hesitated and said: "Where are the clay figures here?"

"Just leave it here, and someone will help us take care of it." Not long after I walked out of the mountain temple, I subconsciously looked back in the direction of the mountain temple.

The mountain temple, which originally had its back to me, turned around at some point. The temple door was facing the mountain road behind us. Four clay figures appeared neatly at the door, looking towards the mountain road with strange faces.

It seemed as if they were saying goodbye to the four of us, and also seemed to be watching how we walked into the trap of ghosts and gods step by step.

When we went down the mountain, it was already bright.

Lao Liu's camp seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud.

Old Liu looked at the sky and said to himself: "It's dawn. Those who should arrive have already arrived, and those who should leave must leave."

Yun Shang, who was standing next to Old Liu, whispered: "Old Liu, what are you talking about?"

"A little emotional!" Old Liu turned around and looked at Zhao Ci: "Brother Zhao, have you sent out your information?"

Zhao Ci's expression froze slightly, then returned to normal: "Can't you contact the hall master?"

Old Liu gently unfolded the folding fan in his hand: "I mean, have you sent the information to the Reincarnation Department?"

As soon as Old Liu spoke, everyone looked at Zhao Ci in shock. The two realms' iron guards directly drew their swords and pointed them at each other.

Zhao Ci smiled bitterly: "I still can't hide it from you, my master!"

Zhao Ci did not make any excuses or even excuse himself, but directly admitted his betrayal.

Yun Shang said in a trembling voice: "Old Liu, you are not mistaken, are you? You can't make such a joke."

Lao Liu shook his head and said, "I also hope I am wrong."

"But what I know is that Zhao Ci had already been secretly communicating with him when the Reincarnation Department came to visit him for the first time. The fact that the Lord obtained the Demon Suppressing Monument also came to the Reincarnation Department from Zhao Ci."

"I'm afraid the details of each of us have been filed with the Reincarnation Department, right?"

"If I'm right, the underworld secret files of the Two Realms Hall have already arrived at the Reincarnation Department, right?"

The Night Owl suddenly appeared near Zhao Ci: "I can testify. I was the first to see Zhao Ci contacting the Reincarnation Department."

Yun Shang covered her mouth and tears fell down.

Qin Xin and Nie Xiaochun each opened their blood umbrellas, but their location clearly left a way for Zhao Ci to survive.

Among the whole audience, Zhao Yuezhu, who should have reacted most fiercely, had been standing quietly in the distance, saying nothing.

Old Liu sighed and said: "Old Zhao, you and I have known each other for several years, and I understand what you are thinking."

"You think that the Two Realms Hall is no match for the Reincarnation Division, and you want to leave a way for Yuezhu girl to survive. I can understand it."

"But the rules can't be broken. Go to the knife!"

A Liangkaitang iron guard pulled out a dagger and wanted to throw it at Zhao Ci.

Lao Liu suddenly growled: "I'm talking about swordsmanship, don't you understand?"

The iron guard was slightly startled, pulled down his iron mask, took out a few pieces of yellow paper and carefully wrapped the knife, holding it in his hand, he walked towards Zhao Ci step by step.

This move of Lao Liu couldn't help but make Zhao Ci's body tremble slightly.

"Throwing the knife" and "throwing the knife" have completely different meanings.

Throwing a knife represents contempt and disdain. Asking you to commit suicide is not to give you face, but to avoid dirtying your hands.

Applying the knife means leaving the last dignity to the other party. After three cuts and six eyes, we are still brothers. I will bury you, see you off, pour you wine, and burn paper.

The dagger should be wrapped in white cloth. There is no white cloth here, so the iron guard can only use yellow paper instead.

Zhao Ci took the dagger from Tie Wei, and Tie Wei took out the wine from his body and handed it over. The last glass of farewell wine represented the end of grudges. Everything ended here, and no harm came to the family.

Zhao Ci said "Thank you!"

He raised the jug and drank a few gulps, then poured the remaining wine onto the dagger. Holding the cold dagger upside down, he stabbed his right leg.

The dagger passed through the body with a strange sound of friction between the blade and the bone, and blood spurted out as the dagger was pulled out.

Zhao Ci returned and stabbed his left arm with a knife, also stabbing both eyes.

When he pulled out the dagger, Yun Shang and others had already turned around. They couldn't bear to see Zhao Ci's last knife.

Dark Night Owl looked at Zhao Yuezhu with evil eyes.

Zhao Yuezhu didn't move.

However, Night Owl did not believe that she would not move.

After all, Zhao Ci is her biological father. Even though Zhao Yuezhu was a stowaway in the underworld, Zhao Ci was the one who raised her, protected her for twenty years, and loved her for twenty years.
Chapter completed!