Ordinary Li Changsheng
At this moment,
In the entire Hongtong County, all the doors of the commoners were tightly shut.
The street was empty, only the autumn wind was blowing, and the killing intent was hidden.
There were old women hugging their grandsons and huddling in the woodshed, and there were also couples huddling in the pit, hugging each other tightly, their faces full of fear.
At this moment, fear filled Hong Tong.
The sound of a carriage rang out.
The chaotic sound of carriages broke the dead silence and shattered the autumn wind.
The wheels of the carriage rolled over the bluestone slabs and slowly approached the yamen.
The people in front of the yamen and the legacy disciple of Sword Washing Pavilion in the sky subconsciously looked over,
There were three to four bright yellow carriages, and beside the carriages was a white and clean eunuch in a red robe. There was a bright yellow flag on the carriage, and the word 'Zhou' was written on it.
The Great Zhou Imperial Family!
In the sky, the legacy disciples of the Sword Washing Pavilion frowned.
Although the Sword Washing Pavilion was within the Great Zhou territory, the relationship between the two sides was not good.
Otherwise, there wouldn't have been rumors of the battle between the Grand Supreme of Sword Washing Pavilion and the Emperor of Great Zhou.
In front of the yamen,
Li Changsheng watched all of this quietly. His gaze lingered on the red-robed eunuch for a moment before sweeping past him.
He clicked his tongue in wonder. It seemed that the theory of the fantasy world was true. A lone eunuch in the imperial court must be an expert.
Li Changsheng could feel it.
The white-robed eunuch seemed to have quite a powerful force in his body.
Although it was still far inferior to him, it seemed that it was not too far off from his current realm.
At the same time, Private Advisor Xi's pupils constricted slightly.
His heart skipped a beat.
Han Han Diao Temple?
Forty years ago, before he sealed his fist, he used his fists to suppress the world and his palms to crush all enemies.
Below the peak of humanity, he was almost invincible among the mighty figures.
And the reason why it was almost
It was because of the existence of Han Diao Temple.
Great Zhou Empire, Red Robed Eunuch, Human Slaughter, Han Diao Temple.
This was the only mighty figure who could fight with him forty years ago, and it was difficult to determine who was better.
He didn't expect that this person would personally come today!
Instinctively,
Private Advisor Xi shrunk his neck. If he were to face Tuoba Wudao, who wielded the ancient golden war chariot, he would still have the confidence to fight.
However, Han Diao Temple, which was most likely equipped with a supreme great weapon, was facing them.
He would definitely lose.
Private Advisor Xi suspected that Han Diao Temple, which possessed a supreme great weapon, could even temporarily contend with the relatively weak peak human path experts!
Just as everyone's emotions were rather complicated,
In the sky, the few legacy disciples of Sword Washing Pavilion looked at each other. Zhang Guangling suppressed the anger in his heart and bowed slightly to the convoy with the few legacy disciples.
"Greetings, First Prince, Third Prince."
Through the window, the two princes could be seen nodding lightly.
Although the Sword Washing Pavilion and the Great Zhou Imperial Family were great immortal sects that spoke on equal footing,
However, he had to admit,
In terms of status, the princes of the Great Zhou Imperial Family were naturally above the disciples of the Sword Washing Pavilion.
After all,
There were not many princes, and the legacy disciples came one after another.
The First Prince sat in the carriage.
She said softly,"
"I just came to Hongtong and heard that everyone in the sky wants to slaughter our Great Zhou's Hongtong County City. I wonder what's the reason?”
In the sky,
The corner of Zhang Guangling's eyes twitched, and he said,"
"If you return to the main hall, my brother was executed by County Magistrate Hong Tong. Massacring a county was naturally just a word of anger, but this old county magistrate and the person who used the knife must die.”
His voice spread throughout the entire Hongtong County. Many commoners heaved a sigh of relief at first, but then their hearts were in their mouths.
Old Li was a righteous and upright official.
He had also been the county magistrate of Hongtong County for decades.
He had a very good relationship with these commoners.
Now, when they heard that Old Master Li was about to be robbed because he was impartial in enforcing the law and getting rid of evil in the name, these commoners were uneasy and sighed.
However, he was helpless.
In the carriage, the First Prince looked toward the yamen and his gaze fell on the old county magistrate.
He said gently,"
"County Magistrate Hong Tong, why did you dismember this brother of the Xijian Pavilion's direct disciple? Is there a reason?"
The bailiffs looked at Old Li worriedly.
As for Li Changsheng, his expression was rather calm. He bowed in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
"Replying to the First Prince, the person who was dismembered has committed a heinous crime. He brutally harmed the girl and beat the girl's father to death. According to the laws of our Great Zhou, he should be dismembered.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyelids of the few legacy disciples in the sky twitched.
The First Prince nodded thoughtfully, then looked coldly at Zhang Guangling in the sky.
"Successor Disciple, did you hear what County Magistrate Hong Tong said? Your sin is monstrous, you deserve to be dismembered!"
As he spoke, the First Prince sighed with emotion.
Since he was the younger brother of the Xijian Pavilion, he must have described his identity before the trial.
Even so, this old county magistrate still dared to execute the punishment according to the law. Tsk, rare!
One had to know that not to mention the true disciples of the Sword Washing Pavilion, even ordinary inner sect disciples were extraordinary immortals in front of the Great Zhou people and even some small officials. They had to be respectful and even kneel down!
In the air, Zhang Guangling was silent for a moment. His eyes suddenly turned vicious as he stared at the First Prince.
"If I say that I want this person buried, what will the First Prince do?”
The smile on the First Prince's face disappeared.
Han Diao Temple, who was beside the convoy, also raised its head.
In front of the yamen, Li Changsheng also turned his gaze to the convoy.
He wanted to see if this prince of the Great Zhou could really have a conflict with the legacy disciple of the Sword Washing Pavilion over an ordinary county magistrate.
If so. He had a candidate to be his disciple.
The swordsman held a three-foot spirit in his hand and a three-foot spirit in his chest.
Talent was important, but temperament was even more important.
Just as everyone's hearts were slightly
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