Chapter 4083: 4083
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Zhang Tongling suggested: "young master, as long as we find the Taoist priest, we will know who buried the fire and thunder below..."
Zhuang Minghao had already been terrified by the sudden explosion. At this time, he was still afraid. When he heard the speech, he didn't want to stay here too long. He said, "let's go back to the priest's house first, and the aftermath will be handed over to you. Find the Taoist priest quickly..."
Commander Zhang stayed at the top of the mountain and scattered the guards to look for it, but he didn't see the Taoist priest.
Before you know it, the sun sets.
The crow hovered and danced in the sky, and its voice was like the cry of a fierce ghost.
The wind was blowing, and Zhang Tongling only felt creepy. He felt a strong wind behind him. As soon as he turned around, he suffered a blow on the back of his neck. He was black and fell to the ground.
The news of Zhang Tongling's disappearance soon spread among the guards. There were no heads. The guards suddenly lost their backbone. No one dared to stay here and left the mountain in groups.
Other people, thinking of the interrogations and doubts they had suffered in the priest's house recently, were afraid that they would end up skinned and cramped like those servants after returning to the priest's house. After thinking again and again, they simply fled to the opposite place of the priest's house in twos and threes
The people were scattered like a mountain, the guards in the priest's house were almost less than half, and the only commander who had just taken office was gone.
The lower Deputy commanders are all promoted temporarily, and their abilities are not very useful.
By the time Zhuang huaisen and Zhuang Minghao knew the news, it was too late
Chuang Tzu Shang.
In the dark room, there was an oil lamp the size of a bean. The man, dressed in a black command suit, sat at the table with his chin on one hand. He looked lazily at the man kneeling in front of him. His good-looking thin lips issued a bloodthirsty command: "cut off his fingers one by one."
The Taoist priest's hands were firmly pressed on the wooden pile, and the thin and long serrated blunt knife fell on the Taoist priest's joints and began to cut slowly
The blunt knife cuts meat and bones and connects fingers to heart. It hurts just to think about it.
The old Taoist howled earth shaking: "who are you? What are you doing here? Do you know who I am?"
Obviously, he buried the second young master of the dealer in the geomantic treasure land. He was injured after the sudden explosion. He was still in shock. He finally retreated a little farther. He just hid. He was blindfolded and got here.
The man in front of him was handsome and helpless. He couldn't really see it under the dark vegetable oil lamp, but his barely visible face was as beautiful as a God, and his facial features were as exquisite as carvings.
In particular, the breath around him vaguely shows the coercion of those who have been in the upper position for a long time. This feeling would never have been possessed by people who are not decisive in life and death or turn their hands over for the clouds and cover their hands for the rain.
What puzzled him most was that the man brought him here, knelt in front of him, didn't ask anything, just said, "hand it in!"
The old Taoist looked puzzled: "what do you pay?"
After holding down his guard, he raised his foot and broke his kneecap. Seeing that he still refused to hand it over, the man was going to cut off his ten fingers with a serrated blunt knife
The Taoist priest trembled with fear: "sir... I'm just a Taoist priest who watches Feng Shui. I really don't know what you want. You can take it if I have it on me and if I take it out. Do you want me to know what you want?"
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Zhang Tongling suggested: "young master, as long as we find the Taoist priest, we will know who buried the fire and thunder below..."
Zhuang Minghao had already been terrified by the sudden explosion. At this time, he was still afraid. When he heard the speech, he didn't want to stay here too long. He said, "let's go back to the priest's house first, and the aftermath will be handed over to you. Find the Taoist priest quickly..."
Commander Zhang stayed at the top of the mountain and scattered the guards to look for it, but he didn't see the Taoist priest.
Before you know it, the sun sets.
The crow hovered and danced in the sky, and its voice was like the cry of a fierce ghost.
The wind was blowing, and Zhang Tongling only felt creepy. He felt a strong wind behind him. As soon as he turned around, he suffered a blow on the back of his neck. He was black and fell to the ground.
The news of Zhang Tongling's disappearance soon spread among the guards. There were no heads. The guards suddenly lost their backbone. No one dared to stay here and left the mountain in groups.
Other people, thinking of the interrogations and doubts they had suffered in the priest's house recently, were afraid that they would end up skinned and cramped like those servants after returning to the priest's house. After thinking again and again, they simply fled to the opposite place of the priest's house in twos and threes
The people were scattered like a mountain, the guards in the priest's house were almost less than half, and the only commander who had just taken office was gone.
The lower Deputy commanders are all promoted temporarily, and their abilities are not very useful.
By the time Zhuang huaisen and Zhuang Minghao knew the news, it was too late
Chuang Tzu Shang.
In the dark room, there was an oil lamp the size of a bean. The man, dressed in a black command suit, sat at the table with his chin on one hand. He looked lazily at the man kneeling in front of him. His good-looking thin lips issued a bloodthirsty command: "cut off his fingers one by one."
The Taoist priest's hands were firmly pressed on the wooden pile, and the thin and long serrated blunt knife fell on the Taoist priest's joints and began to cut slowly
The blunt knife cuts meat and bones and connects fingers to heart. It hurts just to think about it.
The old Taoist howled earth shaking: "who are you? What are you doing here? Do you know who I am?"
Obviously, he buried the second young master of the dealer in the geomantic treasure land. He was injured after the sudden explosion. He was still in shock. He finally retreated a little farther. He just hid. He was blindfolded and got here.
The man in front of him was handsome and helpless. He couldn't really see it under the dark vegetable oil lamp, but his barely visible face was as beautiful as a God, and his facial features were as exquisite as carvings.
In particular, the breath around him vaguely shows the coercion of those who have been in the upper position for a long time. This feeling would never have been possessed by people who are not decisive in life and death or turn their hands over for the clouds and cover their hands for the rain.
What puzzled him most was that the man brought him here, knelt in front of him, didn't ask anything, just said, "hand it in!"
The old Taoist looked puzzled: "what do you pay?"
After holding down his guard, he raised his foot and broke his kneecap. Seeing that he still refused to hand it over, the man was going to cut off his ten fingers with a serrated blunt knife
The Taoist priest trembled with fear: "sir... I'm just a Taoist priest who watches Feng Shui. I really don't know what you want. You can take it if I have it on me and if I take it out. Do you want me to know what you want?"
Zhang Tongling suggested: "young master, as long as we find the Taoist priest, we will know who buried the fire and thunder below..."Zhuang Minghao had already been terrified by the sudden explosion. At this time, he was still afraid. When he heard the speech, he didn't want to stay here too long. He said, "let's go back to the priest's house first, and the aftermath will be handed over to you. Find the Taoist priest quickly..."Commander Zhang stayed at the top of the mountain and scattered the guards to look for it, but he didn't see the Taoist priest.Before you know it, the sun sets.The crow hovered and danced in the sky, and its voice was like the cry of a fierce ghost.The wind was blowing, and Zhang Tongling only felt creepy. He felt a strong wind behind him. As soon as he turned around, he suffered a blow on the back of his neck. He was black and fell to the ground.The news of Zhang Tongling's disappearance soon spread among the guards. There were no heads. The guards suddenly lost their backbone. No one dared to stay here and left the mountain in groups.Other people, thinking of the interrogations and doubts they had suffered in the priest's house recently, were afraid that they would end up skinned and cramped like those servants after returning to the priest's house. After thinking again and again, they simply fled to the opposite place of the priest's house in twos and threesThe people were scattered like a mountain, the guards in the priest's house were almost less than half, and the only commander who had just taken office was gone.The lower Deputy commanders are all promoted temporarily, and their abilities are not very useful.By the time Zhuang huaisen and Zhuang Minghao knew the news, it was too lateChuang Tzu Shang.In the dark room, there was an oil lamp the size of a bean. The man, dressed in a black command suit, sat at the table with his chin on one hand. He looked lazily at the man kneeling in front of him. His good-looking thin lips issued a bloodthirsty command: "cut off his fingers one by one."The Taoist priest's hands were firmly pressed on the wooden pile, and the thin and long serrated blunt knife fell on the Taoist priest's joints and began to cut slowlyThe blunt knife cuts meat and bones and connects fingers to heart. It hurts just to think about it.The old Taoist howled earth shaking: "who are you? What are you doing here? Do you know who I am?"Obviously, he buried the second young master of the dealer in the geomantic treasure land. He was injured after the sudden explosion. He was still in shock. He finally retreated a little farther. He just hid. He was blindfolded and got here.The man in front of him was handsome and helpless. He couldn't really see it under the dark vegetable oil lamp, but his barely visible face was as beautiful as a God, and his facial features were as exquisite as carvings.In particular, the breath around him vaguely shows the coercion of those who have been in the upper position for a long time. This feeling would never have been possessed by people who are not decisive in life and death or turn their hands over for the clouds and cover their hands for the rain.What puzzled him most was that the man brought him here, knelt in front of him, didn't ask anything, just said, "hand it in!"The old Taoist looked puzzled: "what do you pay?"After holding down his guard, he raised his foot and broke his kneecap. Seeing that he still refused to hand it over, the man was going to cut off his ten fingers with a serrated blunt knifeThe Taoist priest trembled with fear: "sir... I'm just a Taoist priest who watches Feng Shui. I really don't know what you want. You can take it if I have it on me and if I take it out. Do you want me to know what you want?"
