Resurrection of spirit energy: I really don't want to be prodigal!

Lu Xingchen did have the idea of ​​occupying South Street, but the ending he thought of was not what it is now.

However, the death of King Nanyue did bring him a lot of convenience.

Once the leader is gone, it will be difficult for the remaining people to succeed.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Could it be that it was acquiesced that you were the one who killed my husband!"

Liu Jingting's wife stared at him viciously, her eyes were like knives, she slashed and gouged his body fiercely, as if she wanted to peel off his flesh and blood bit by bit.

"Whatever you think, I did not kill the man, not to mention, the two twins beside him have no enmity with me, why should I do it?"

"Do you need so many reasons to kill people? You are greedy for my husband's power, so you want to take the opportunity to kill him!"

Wen Ya clenched her fists tightly, the veins on her face were swollen, and her hatred became more and more obvious.

"If I want to occupy South Street, I don't need to use such low-handed methods!"

"Hehe! Then who poisoned the Eastern Moon King? Do you think I will believe you?"

Lu Xingchen fell silent immediately, while the other party gave him a cold look, then went straight forward and stopped talking to him.

During this period, he also noticed that in front of them, a group of old people were slowly entering the arena, and among them, several people wore the same mask on their faces, all of which were brass-colored dummy masks, whose shape seemed to be deformed The skeleton is only on the snout and there is only a smooth and flat layer.

That kind of mask, which seems weird, has never been seen before.

Just when he was in a trance, there was an old voice, which suddenly sounded.

"Northern Moon King is here!"

Hearing this sound, many people present stood up.

Lu Xingchen was also shocked, and immediately looked towards the source of the voice.

I saw a man in gorgeous robes, with tied hair and a deformed skull mask, slowly stepping into the seat of the justice.

The mask on the opponent's face was bronze-colored, and it was exactly the same shape as the masks of those people he had seen before.

Unexpectedly, the always mysterious Beiyue King would be present in person today, and he would preside over the meeting in person as a fair person.

In this way, the situation is even more unfavorable for Lu Xingchen!

After the other party sat down, he turned his head in his direction, deviated slightly, and then nodded lightly.

At this time, Lu Xingchen also noticed that Liu Jingting's wife, Wen Ya, who was sitting beside him, also nodded slightly.

The two of them seem to have colluded, and they just met each other through the air.

Seeing this, Lu Xingchen's heart sank.

He had heard from Liu Jingting that the Beiyue King had always been mysterious, and the reason why he lived in seclusion was because he was obsessed with cultivation and had been in retreat all the time. It was already rare for ordinary people to see him.

He tried to take a look at the other party, trying to see the other party's cultivation level from his aura.

However, under inspection, it was discovered that the North Moon King had no aura fluctuations at all. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary person, but judging from the pace of the opponent when he entered the arena just now, he was not that kind at all. Ordinary people without cultivation.

His steps were steady and not chaotic at all, and looking at him sitting upright at the moment, breathing still, he seemed to be in a trance, his body was motionless, his chest rose and fell, quite deep, and his rhythm was not chaotic at all, which showed that his breathing was quite stable. In one breath, the breath is long and deep.

Judging from a series of performances, Beiyue King is definitely a warrior.

Moreover, the realm of the opponent is probably much higher than his own.

Otherwise, it is impossible for him not to see the clue.

Not long after, the Fairness Conference was officially held. The host was a highly respected old physiognomy teacher in the black street. The other party used to be a Fengshui master with some reputation, but Lu Xingchen was never good at Fengshui metaphysics. So there is no intersection with each other.

"The Fairness Conference is officially held. Now, please come to the stage for the party seeking justice!"

The old man yelled at the top of his voice, and Liu Jingting's wife and daughter immediately set off and walked towards the stage.

The two passed by Lu Xingchen. When the little girl passed him, she was holding a sharp hairpin in her hand. It seemed that she wanted to do something to him, but unfortunately, the other party never had the courage .

After the two came to the stage, the old man whispered to the two of them.

Afterwards, Wen Ya, Liu Jingting's wife, wiped away her tears and opened her mouth with a sad face.

"Everyone, thank you for being here today to uphold justice for me, an orphan and a widow! This villain, Lu Xingchen, murdered my husband and attempted to usurp my husband's family property! Everyone here knows that my husband Living in South Street for a long time, he never caused troubles. During the years when he was the Moon King, South Street has been prosperous and the business is getting bigger and bigger!

But now, there is such a beast who hides evil intentions and doesn't look good!He even attacked my husband!My husband...he has a kind heart, but was harmed by a sycophant. Please uphold justice for me and let this villain pay the price! "

As she said that, Wen Ya pointed to Lu Xingchen who was sitting on the seat, her eyes were full of resentment.

After she finished speaking, many people on the field began to whisper to each other.

As for what they said, it was nothing more than pitying the mother and daughter, and then condemning Lu Xingchen.

The voices of these people's voices became louder and louder, and later, they simply turned into sharp accusations against him.

"Kill this guy, cut him to pieces!"

"This kind of villain will never die, and the black street will never have a peaceful day!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity! If Dong Yuewang's people are still there, I'm afraid we can see his death!"

Regarding this, Lu Xingchen just sat silently, he didn't pay attention to the words of these people, but wanted to see how this mother and daughter planned to seek justice from him.

"Everyone be quiet, be quiet! Listen to me!"

On the stage, the old man who presided over the meeting spoke, and the scene gradually became quiet.

After that, he paused and shouted to the surroundings.

"In the black street, there are the rules of the black street. This is to seek justice, but it has been handed down by the black king since ancient times! Now, it is the rule of our black street! It is no problem to ask for justice, but how to ask for it, how to do it To seek the law, you must be witnessed by a just person. Let me ask you, now your husband is dead, and he died unjustly! How do you plan to seek justice this time?"

The old man asked Xiang Wenya, and the other party wiped away his tears, with a trace of hatred appearing on his face.

"I want him to die!"

"Even if you die, you have to pay attention to a method! I will remember the word "dead" for the time being, and I will judge it by a fair person later!"

As the old man spoke, he asked someone to bring him a pen and ink.

He picked up the brush and wrote a rather strong word "death" on the white paper.

"To be fair, there are three chapters of the agreement! Now there is only one dead word, so what are you going to say about the next one?"

After the old man finished writing, he looked at Wen Ya again.

This time, it was Liu Jingting's daughter again. Wiping her tears, she walked up to the old man and bowed deeply to him.

"Little girl Xingya, I met Grandpa!"

"Hehe! Very good, Xingya, how do you plan to seek justice?"

"Grandpa, I want that villain to bear all the sufferings my father suffered before he died, so that he will have a terrible death!"