Seeing Tu Long die on the spot, Lin Jiu's mind instantly went blank.
He looked at everything in front of him in a daze and kept shaking his head.
How could he not understand Tu Long's character? He was ruthless and vengeful.
In the past, he had had countless grudges with him, but now, he could only watch as the other party died in front of him.
Lin Jiu didn't know if it was sympathy or sorrow, but his emotions were extremely complicated.
Unlike Lin Jiu, Ye Tian believed that Tu Long's actions meant certain death.
Back then, due to the limitations of his strength, he had let Shi Jian, the head disciple of the Maoshan Sect, live.
However, the current him was already very different from before. His strength and power had increased greatly.
Moreover, Tu Long was different from Shi Jian. He was the future successor of the Maoshan Sect, while Tu Long was just a cultivation disciple.
Moreover, Tu Long was a criminal. It was reasonable for him to kill him!
If the Maoshan Sect held them accountable, Ye Tian would retaliate with all his might!
"Good!"
As the other five people were executed accordingly, the people present instantly erupted into cheers.
Everyone's initial fear of Ye Tian's troops had turned into heartfelt support.
How could everyone not like a marshal who loved the people and eliminated criminals?
......
The cheers at the entrance of the township office exploded in Jiuquan Town.
In the church, the priest and the others looked in the direction of the voice. They looked around curiously, wondering if something had happened.
"Father, what are these people so happy about?”
"I don't know."
The priest shook his head. Earlier, the mayor and David had been taken away by the soldiers and had yet to return.
Perhaps the cheers had something to do with them.
Thinking of this, the priest turned to look at the monks behind him and said,"
"Everyone, go back and continue praying and feeling the glory of the Lord! Amen!"
"Amen!"
Last night's safety made the priest feel more cheerful.
It could be said that the church was completely different from what Lin Jiu had said. It was a Third Fiendish Position, and people would lose their lives because of it!
They firmly believed that the heavens would protect them and that Lin Jiu was deliberately mystifying them.
After that, the priest led the group of monks and chanted the Bible until night fell.
Phew...
"Hiss, it's so cold!"
Late at night, a cultivator woke up from his sleep. He felt a strong urge to urinate, so he could only put on his robe and carefully walk out of the bedroom.
Hmm?
Just as the cultivator was holding a lantern and slowly walking forward in the corridor.
An iron door that suddenly appeared caught his attention.
"Why is there an iron gate here? It shouldn't be!"
This cultivator was certain that he had passed by this place more than once during the day, and there was no iron gate at all.
Curiosity killed the cat.
The more curious the cultivator was, the closer he got to the iron door.
At a glance, the iron door was covered with a thick layer of rust. It looked like it had been there for many years.
Just as the cultivator was feeling surprised, a voice seemed to come from the iron door, as if it was calling him.
“Helpme！”
“Helpme！”
For some reason, when the cultivator heard this voice calling for him, he actually pushed open the iron door.
Squeak...
As the iron door was slowly pushed open, a gust of cold wind instantly blew against his face, causing the cultivator to involuntarily tremble.
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