"What do you want to say?" Beigong Wuyue asked softly.

"...?!" Lu Shisheng's whole body stiffened, and he suddenly remembered where he had seen Beigong Wuyue's eyes.

That's the executioner! !

"I..." Suddenly, Lu Shisheng, who suddenly found himself able to speak, shouted, "I am the only son of Lu Wenhuan, the appeasement envoy of Xiangyang—"

The voice of Ji Hou Hou was full of desire for life.

No threats, no scolding, just the most important sentence.

Beigong Wuyue narrowed her eyes and looked at the scarlet blood lines of resentment wandering around Lu Shisheng.

"not enough."

"Let me be merciful—" Hong Qigong who rushed over quickly roared wildly, his eyes tearing open.

What answered him was a cold, dull whistling sound.

puff.

dong dong dong...

The sound of running water, like the ding-dong of spring water, resounded on the suddenly silent long street.

"The blood is still hot.

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The sound of running water was thump thump thump.

The dripping spray is blood red.

That is blood.

Shang Wen's blood is not cold.

The blood splashed on Beigong Wuyue's body and feet was blocked by an invisible barrier.

He is spotless.

He took a look at the ferocious, deathly head, and dropped it to the ground casually.

Following that, the headless corpse crashed down.

There are heavy voices in the hearts of countless people.

"Master Lu is dead!"

"Xiangyang pacifier Lu Wenhuan, the son of the most powerful person in Xiangyang City, is dead!!"

The most arrogant young master died of beheading.

The kind of dead without a whole body!

Many residents in the city showed extremely awkward expressions.

It's like laughing.

Yes, just laughing.

But he didn't dare to laugh.

It's really sad, but there's a reason for it.

Beigong Wuyue remained silent.

Then he looked at the other men floating in the sky, all of them were dressed as guards.

boom.

A person who seemed to be begging for mercy turned into a blood mist in an instant, and he didn't even have time to utter a miserable howl.

"Young Master's murderous nature is a bit strong."

"If you disturb the tranquility, then kill it by the way."

Seeing the strange blood mist flying with the wind, Beigong Wuyue said slowly.

The person who spoke was Hong Qigong.

Seeing Lu Shisheng being killed, he suddenly calmed down and watched like an irrelevant person.

It's not that Hong Qigong doesn't want to talk about it, it's just that he can't talk about it.

Faintly aware of a trace of energy locking him, he knew that as long as he dared to stop, the seemingly defenseless person in front of him would dare to do it.

Hong Qigong didn't know if he would be able to withstand the blow of a person in the Divine Pulse Realm.

But injury is very possible.

If he died, it would depend on whether this person named Beigong Wuyue was in a good mood?

He has a reason to save Lu Shisheng.

But he didn't seem to have any reason to save Lu Shisheng.

He who has guarded Xiangyang for so many years, why doesn't he know who Master Lu is?

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