Please Kill the Demon

Crazy, crazy, these people are crazy!

The servant outside ran back in a panic, shouting indistinctly.

Tang Song stood in front of the hall with a weapon in his hand, with a dignified expression on his face, You all go hide in the painting. If these thieves dare to rush in, I will use my Shushan Mastery to learn them!

Father, don't pretend if you're afraid. Tang Yu'an said, Your legs are shaking.

Painter Tang Song once practiced supernatural powers with a master for a few days, and he had a second-level cultivation. That master was from Mount Shu, so Tang Song has always had feelings for the Shu Mountain School, and he has donated a lot of family wealth over the years.

The last time his son Tang Yu'an was ingested by a female ghost in the famous painting Lady in the Eastern Suburbs of the former dynasty, Tang Song asked Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai from Mount Shu to deal with it.

The painting was left in their home afterwards, and Tang Song could try to open it with his meager cultivation. Because the flow of time in the secret realm in the painting is slow, it is convenient to store some ingredients such as vegetables, melons and fruits, and hang them at home as cellars.

Now there are shouts of killing and screams outside, just now it seems that rebels rushed into Wu'an City to burn, kill and loot, and officers and soldiers announced along the street that people are prohibited from going to the streets to avoid accidental injury. The guards in the city and the practitioners of the City Superintendent have already made their moves, and the formation of the city defense has also been activated. Unfortunately, the culprits are powerful, and it has been a while since the officers and soldiers resisted.

Tang Song is thin and thin, but he is a literati painter, even the city supervisor can't stop him, so what can he do with his little cultivation?

At this moment, his face was braced, but his legs couldn't stop shaking. Hearing his son expose it, he gritted his teeth and said, I have collected so many antique calligraphy and paintings, it would be fine if they were robbed, but what if they are destroyed by those thieves?

Painting is more important than life! Tang Yu'an said anxiously.

Forget it, the thieves are still far away. I'll clean up and hide with you later. Tang Song finally decided.

At this time, the family also rushed to the study in the backyard. Tang Song opened the secret realm of the painting of ladies in the eastern suburbs and let them all go into hiding, and a group of hurried figures suddenly appeared on the painting.

But Tang Song himself hid the pictures of ladies in the eastern suburbs first, and then carefully put away all the antique calligraphy and paintings. Before he finished packing, he suddenly heard a bang outside.

No way?

Tang Song's heart skipped a beat.

The murderer came from the south, and his family lived in the north of the city, so he shouldn't have come here so soon, right? Could it be that he ran over specially, planning to rob his own house first?

He poked his head out cautiously and took a look, only to find that the courtyard was empty.

scare myself...

Only then did Tang Song heave a sigh of relief, and just as he turned around and wanted to continue tidying up, he suddenly let out an exclamation of ah.

It turned out to be a skinny looking young man wearing new clothes that didn't fit well, with a smirk on his face, sitting on a chair in the study.

You... Tang Song asked tremblingly, Who is it?

Me? The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at him, You don't have to worry about who I am, time is running out, and I don't want to waste it. I just care about what you want, give it to me, and I'll leave. I won't hurt you or your family. cent.

What do you want? Tang Song asked quickly.

Do you have a painting of the former dynasty in your home? The young man asked, What's it called...the painting of ladies in the eastern suburbs?

Ah? Tang Song burst into tears when he heard this.

You are not hurting anything, you are trying to kill my whole family!

...

Young man, I will give you all my belongings, can you let me go? Nangongzhi said.

He was tied into a strange shape by Chu Liang with a demon-binding rope, and he was really ashamed under the eyes of everyone.

Chu Liang, Ling Ao, and Lin Bei rescued the girls from the black car one by one. They all shrank and looked frightened, it seemed that they had been frightened a lot.

I only want half of it. Chu Liang replied casually.

Ah? Nangong Zhi's eyes lit up. Is there such a good person?

You can give me all your belongings, but I can't let you go. Chu Liang said mercilessly.

Okay.

It turned out to be only half of the sentence.

Nangongzhi is also the master of the sect at any rate. In Yudu City, he is always a figure who enjoys the honor and honor. Who knows that he overturned his car in his hometown and encountered justice.

Huh? He looked at Chu Liang, and suddenly said, Young man, where did I see you?

Stop doing this. Lin Bei said from the side: At this time, it is almost useless.

No... Nangong Zhi said: I really saw it, did you participate in the Immortal Gate Conference six years ago! Did you participate in the Chu Liang in Shushan! I saw your Imperial City Battle at that time. I am very supportive of Shushan's team! I heard that you disappeared in the palace, but you came back again...

Lin Bei asked again: You support Shushan's team so much? Do you know who is in it?

Of course I know! Nangong Zhi said, Jiang Yuebai, Xu Ziyang and Chu Shaoxia, the Shushan stars of that generation are shining, how dazzling!

Ling Ao in front of him froze.

After a short pause, he pretended to inadvertently lift his bangs, revealing his whole face, and looked around.

This young hero, please let me go. Nangong Zhi said, Let me have a good chat with Chu Shaoxia.

People from Jianguo Mansion will come in a while, you should have a good talk with them. Chu Liang returned a cold look, and after saving all the girls from the car, he asked, Are they all here?

Yes. Nangongzhi nodded.

At this time, a young girl suddenly said timidly, No.

Huh? Chu Liang looked over.

I heard the girl say: My sister and a few others were taken away by them...

Chu Liang glanced at Nangong Zhi, then turned to say, I'll check other places.

Chu Shaoxia! Nangongzhi was a little anxious, but he was seriously injured and couldn't break free from the demon-binding rope that Wen Yulong had strengthened at the beginning, and the toxin had already spread all over his body. When excited, he fell to the ground directly.

When Chu Liang walked out of this courtyard, his spiritual consciousness immediately filled Nangong Mansion. Although I didn't find any other smells, I sensed a location in the back garden, which was quite different from the other places.

The rest of the places have the breath of vegetation, but the soil here is devoid of any vitality. Maybe this is just a subtle difference, but he was keenly aware of it.

Chu Liang stepped on the ground with his feet, then exerted a lot of force, bang bang——

With one kick, the ground instantly cracked!

There was a rumbling sound, and a huge hole was opened below. There is a basement here that can isolate the breath, so I can't feel it. It's just because the soil has been moved, so the vegetation above it is cut off.

And in this basement, there is a shocking scene.

Several women were hung on the iron pillars, covered in bruises and dying, and there were several other people locked in the cage beside them. The first reaction when they saw Chu Liang was panic.

The bloodstains on the ground and the resentment in the air all showed what kind of place it was.

It is impossible for everyone to be willing to make him a furnace for practicing kung fu. This is obviously the place where Nangongzhi executed those women who were unwilling to obey.

With such strong blood, I don't know how many people have died here.

Chu Liang's complexion turned cold.

He rescued the women first, and then flew back to the courtyard.

At this time, the brigade of the Jianguo Mansion has arrived. They came to Jiuguan City after receiving the news from Shushan, and found that there is no abnormality here. And the only place that had a record of illegally entering the city was this Nangong Mansion.

As soon as he arrived here, he met Shushan disciples and Nangong Zhi.

The leader of the Jian Guo Mansion, tall and generous, with a handsome face, bright eyes, dark purple pupils, is none other than the Heavenly Official Ji Zidian.

At this moment Nangong Zhi has been captured by the people of Jian Guo Mansion and is being held in the formation. Lin Bei was telling him about the situation just now, when he suddenly saw Chu Liang appear, Ji Zidian suddenly showed a surprised expression: Chu Liang!

Ji Tianguan. Chu Liang saluted slightly.

Where have you been all these years? Ji Zidian also said, It's easy for us to find.

I'll talk about other things later... Chu Liang shook his head, I don't think it's safe for you to take him away.

Aren't you worried about our escort? Ji Zidian wondered.

I found some new evidence in the basement just now. He deserves death. Chu Liang walked over and asked, If you take him back, can you guarantee that he will be executed?

This... Ji Zi frowned and muttered.

Nan Gongzhi is under the prime minister Su Qian, and is the head of one of the eight schools and eight factions, and has made contributions to the prime minister. Even if he commits a capital crime, as long as he is not rebellious, the prime minister may save him. Maybe he will be severely punished in the end, but he will not lose his life.

The prime minister must do the same, only in this way will the rest of his followers work harder. Eight sects and eight factions would have helped him deal with a lot of shady things. If he gave up as soon as something happened, no one would be willing to do things for him.

So... While speaking, Chu Liang had already walked in front of Nangong Zhi.

In the face of the other party's frightened face, he suddenly threw a punch.

Chu Liang? Ji Zidian realized what he was going to do, and immediately called out.

With his cultivation base, if he made a move, he would naturally have time to stop it, but at that moment, he did not choose to do so.

Bang——

One punch, with a purple-gold divine thunder, hit Nangongzhi's head like a punishment from heaven. In an instant, his head seemed to be swallowed by some black hole and disappeared above his torso. It was crisp and clean, leaving no trace.

In a blink of an eye, there was only one corpse standing upright, looking puzzled.

Only then did Chu Liang shake his hands indifferently, then turned his head and said, This is safer.