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Mo Beichen waved his sleeve lightly, and the iron chain as thick as his arm broke.

With a light leap, the white figure hugged the man in his arms and returned to the shore.

It seemed that the wound on his back was pulled, and the man let out a soft muffled sound.

White fingers lightly touched the man's bare|exposed skin.

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"Why is it so cold?" Mo Beichen murmured.

Obviously, the body of the pure yang body is always the warmest.

But now his fingertips couldn't feel any heat from the other party's body.

For the first time, Mo Beichen tasted the feeling of cutting his heart like a knife.

The woman in white put her face on the man's and said to herself, "I will make you pay the price."

The turbulent demonic energy completely covered the figures of the two of them.

Jingle Bell--

The breaking of the iron chain touched the copper bell in the water prison, and after a while a jailer came down with a torch to investigate.

"Quick! Lock down the prison! A prisoner has escaped!"

After a while, one after another stone gates fell heavily, trying to completely isolate this prison from the outside world.

The disappearance of the man who had escaped from the water dungeon spread quickly, and soon spread to Sikong Mansion.

"What? Run away?" Si Kongyi said in shock while lying on the couch.

"The news from the dungeon said that the person disappeared somehow." The boy who reported said tremblingly.

"What a bunch of useless trash!" Si Kongyi slammed the ice cloth bag on the forehead on the boy's head, "I can't even look down on anyone! I'll go tell my father to kill all these slaves later." Cut it off!"

The people who were serving at the side were all startled, and they all knelt on the ground and shivered.

Only one person still stood calmly by the side.

"Xuan Ruo, don't you say something? If you hadn't stopped him, the bastard would have escaped? My master would have taken his head off a long time ago!" Sikong Yi squinted her swollen and purple eyes, looking at the warm girl Man, evil thoughts can't help but grow in his heart.

"Come to my side." Seeing that the man was silent, Si Kongyi said in a hoarse voice.

Xuan Ruo lowered his eyebrows slightly, as if resigned, and came to the bed.

Si Kongyi's heart was hot, and he pulled the man onto the couch with his hands. Leaning on the man's chest, he felt that it was cold and very comfortable.

"You all go down." Si Kongyi said.

The attendants hurried down, and soon there were only Si Kongyi and Qi Xuanruo left in the room.

"Master wanted to punish you, and it was you who caused the traitor to escape." Si Kongyi tore open the other's skirt indiscriminately, and bit the other's neck fiercely.

Xuan Ruo frowned, his expression still indifferent, and he said slowly: "Master, what the traitor kept is the evidence that Sikong Xiangyu murdered you. As long as he recruits, the charge will be confirmed. It doesn't matter if he runs away now." , so Sikong Xiangyu can no longer tell clearly."

As if Sikong Yi's body was on fire, he reached into the man's clothes and stroked them back and forth.

He can't listen to these words at all now, anyway, the overall situation is settled, and his father will help him remove all obstacles.

"Xuan Ruo, has Sikong Xiangyu ever touched you?" Sikong Yi raised her head and suddenly asked curiously, "Should have. My father has arranged you by her side for more than ten years. With her ridiculous His character must have touched you."

Seeing that Qi Xuanruo didn't answer, Si Kongyi took it as the other party's default, and he bit the other party hard again, "As a woman, why is she so shameless. Heh, she must be very attached to you and obsessed with you!"

"What a slut! Slut!! She deserves to die—" Si Kongyi was angry in her heart, and before she could finish speaking, he was pinned down on the bed by the docile man.

"Xuan Ruo—" Si Kongyi's voice was a little trembling, but also a little excited.

"Let me serve the young master." Qi Xuanruo said lightly, with a light wave of his hand, the curtains on the bed came down.

"Ah! So comfortable! Ha! Xuan Ruo——ha! Xuan Ruo! Ah!"

The usually arrogant and domineering Si Kongyi lay in the man's arms panting and enjoying the aftertaste of bliss, he liked the feeling of being with Xuan Ruo very much.

He just said that Sikong Xiangyu was obsessed with this man, after thinking about it, why wasn't he talking about himself?

He sighed, resting his head on the man's shoulder and licking|licking continuously, this kind of behavior gave him a feeling of completely owning this man.

He was immersed in his own beautiful imagination, and he didn't see the calmness on Qi Xuanruo's face at all.

Qi Xuanruo wiped the mucus from his hands on the mattress beside him, and said flatly: "Master, Xuanruo still has some business to attend to."

"Business? Do you do business! Is it more important than serving the young master?" Si Kongyi said with her arms around the other party's neck.

"Master, Sikong Xiangyu's case has not yet started trial, Xuanruo still has a lot of things to do. Besides, the young master has not recovered from his serious injury, so it is not appropriate to indulge in bed matters."

Si Kongyi couldn't talk to the other party, so she let go of her hand resentfully, and complained a few words in a low voice.

Qi Xuanruochi|Standed up naked, bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground, and put them on casually.

He turned around and saluted, then backed away.

Sikong Yi lacked interest, he curled his lips and lay on the bed, he could even feel the warmth of being entangled with Xuan Ruojiao.

Thinking of that gentle man, he couldn't help becoming hot.

However, just as he was reminiscing, a strange voice suddenly remembered.

"Hey, it's such a big drama in the spring palace, the young master is still reminiscing about it?" A hand lifted the curtain without warning.

Si Kongyi was taken aback for a moment, her face blushed, she was too shocked to speak.

A strange man appeared in his room at some point.

"What are you—" Si Kongyi hadn't finished sternly when she was knocked unconscious by a knife in one hand.

"Hey, it's really dirty!" The man frowned in disgust, looked around, then wrapped the unconscious Si Kongyi with the quilt on the bed, and carried him away.

When it was time for dinner, a waiter came to call for Si Kongyi to have dinner, but no one answered, so he opened the door and went in.

Only then did the entire Sikong Mansion realize that their Young Master Sikong had been kidnapped.

Suzaku finished his work and returned to the Linlang Chamber of Commerce. He didn't dare to delay on the way, and after arranging the people who brought him back, he came back immediately.

"Your Majesty, I've been led and imprisoned." Suzaku knelt on the ground and said.

He licked his lips, feeling a little guilty, he knew that Lord Mozun was really angry this time.

It seems that the young man who came with His Majesty seems to be more important than he imagined.

And Sikong City is going to be in bad luck.

Suzaku had some headaches, and only hoped that Master Mozun would not harm Chi Yu this time. It took a lot of thought for his Linlang Chamber of Commerce to reach this scale.

"Understood, you step back." Mo Beichen stood by the bed, his body and mind were tense now.

On the other side, Qinglong was sitting on the bed, holding a set of gold needles and giving needles to the person on the bed.

The man lay flat on the bed, most of his upper body was bound up with snow-white cloth strips.

"When will he wake up?" Mo Beichen asked softly.

"When this subordinate uses this golden needle to force the cold air out of his body, he should be able to wake up soon after recuperating." Qinglong inserted a golden needle into a large acupoint.

He gently squeezed the tail of the needle with his hand and moved it twice.

The man grunted twice in pain.

"Isn't it serious to strike?" the woman in white reprimanded softly.

"Your Majesty, this subordinate is activating the meridians." Qinglong argued with some grievances, "It hurts if the meridians are unblocked. Only when the meridians are unblocked can the blood flow smoothly..."

"Okay, you can continue." Mo Beichen turned his back, and he also knew that he was concerned about it and messed up.

"Your Majesty, I will show you my body later." Qinglong said with some concern.

"No need, just take care of him first." Mo Beichen said a little irritably.

Qinglong knew that if he talked too much, he would definitely be angry again, but when he thought of his body, he was really worried.

"My lord, your body—"

Before he finished speaking, the man on the bed suddenly coughed violently, and Qinglong immediately helped him up.

Coughing and coughing, a mouthful of dirty blood was spit out.

"What's going on, why are you vomiting blood?" Mo Beichen asked with a frown.

"It's a good thing, my lord. Once the filthy blood is spit out, someone will wake up soon." Qinglong stood up and said respectfully.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." Mo Beichen immediately sat on the side of the bed, a little lost in thought, gently stroking the man's face with his hand, and murmured, "Finally it's not ice."

A strip of cloth was also tied across the man's face, from his right eye to his cheek.

There was also a whip there.

Mo Beichen lowered his body, and lightly touched his right eye, which was wrapped in cloth, with his lips.

Qinglong stood aside, seeing everything in his eyes, but his expression became even more worried.

He can now be sure that the person on this bed is the source of their venerable love poison.

He has never seen such a respectful person who is so concerned about gains and losses.

"You go down first." The woman in white said lightly.

"Yes." Qinglong lowered his eyes slightly, bent down to salute, and retreated from the room.

Walking on the road, Qinglong suddenly thought of what Murong Qingran said in the Mozun Palace, and his doubts became more and more serious because of this.

Lord Mozun, who was powerful, courageous and resourceful, would die miserably at the hands of others, he didn't believe it.

Lord Mozun is the best in the world of cultivating immortals. As one of the four generals, Qinglong has never even seen his own Zun use all his strength to deal with the enemy.

He really couldn't figure out why Murong Qingran, who was always smart, would believe such absurd prophecies.

However, seeing the appearance of Lord Mozun today, he suddenly felt that Murong Qingran's worry was not unreasonable.

Now that his heart belongs to him, Lord Mozun no longer seems to be as indestructible as before.

What's even more frightening is that their Master Mozun knew about his changes but was still deeply involved in it.

In the room, Mo Beichen sat by the bed and waited quietly. His heart was hanging in the air. Even though he knew that the other party was fine, he still couldn't calm down.

When the man's eyelashes fluttered, his heart suddenly rose.

"Water—water" the man made a hoarse and vague voice.

Mo Beichen was a little flustered. He leaned against the pillow and got up quickly to pour water at the table.

Maybe it was because of his haste, some of the water in a small cup spilled onto his own clothes.

"Here comes the water." He leaned the cup against the man's dry lips.

The man quickly drank water down his throat.

After drinking the small glass of water, the man finally woke up leisurely, "Master——"

The voice from his throat was very hoarse, Yi Qingyun touched his throat, he only said two words but it was already very strenuous.

"Stop talking, your throat is still hurting." Mo Beichen sat beside him and said softly.

The man nodded slightly.

"You must be hungry. Master made you a bowl of porridge." Mo Beichen stood up and brought back a jade bowl from the table, "Your throat has been injured, and you can only eat some liquid food these days. Hard food. You will drink it for a few days, and Master will wait for you to eat it when your throat is healed."

After speaking, he skillfully scooped up a spoonful, blew gently on himself, and lifted it to Yi Qingyun's lips.

Yi Qingyun was taken aback by this action, he had never been served so carefully before, and he couldn't adapt for a while.

And when he thought that it was the superior master who treated him like this, he became even more embarrassed, and could only open his mouth stiffly.

The porridge enters the throat.

Is this porridge?How come it has umami?Do you still feel warm after drinking it?

The woman in white seemed to see the other party's doubts, smiled and explained: "When cooking the porridge, I asked someone to add three large spoons of milk|white crucian carp soup, and the porridge was decorated with fresh shrimp paste and sprinkled with chopped green onions. You just caught cold again, so this porridge has a little ginger juice mixed in, it may be a bit spicy, I don’t know if you are used to drinking it, how do you think it tastes okay?"

Yi Qingyun nodded, more than okay, he had never had such delicious porridge.

In his previous impression, porridge was hard rice mixed with cold water, and he never knew that there were so many tricks.

Seeing that the other party liked it, Mo Beichen's expression relaxed a lot, "It's just as long as you like it."

Soon the bowl of porridge was finished.

Yi Qingyun suddenly felt itchy on his face, and stretched out his hand to touch it.

As a result, Mo Beichen found out before he touched it, and grabbed his wrist.

"Don't touch it, it's about to form a scar. Be good, you have to endure the itching." Mo Beichen put down the man's hand and said softly.

Yi Qingyun's body was a little stiff, and the woman in white's tone was too doting, as if he was a three-year-old child, which made him a little restless.

Mo Beichen naturally also saw the man's uneasiness, but he only thought that the other party was worried about his injury, and comforted him: "Don't worry, these scars will gradually disappear in the future, and I will help you find some muscle-enhancing pills in the future." , will never let you leave any mark."

Yi Qingyun is not very worried about leaving scars, which is not a big deal for him.

A little scar on the man was harmless, but he nodded again when he saw that the master was very caring.

"Why are you still cold? You don't know when I saw you—" Mo Beichen couldn't continue, he really didn't want to recall the scene at that time.

At this moment, a hand touched his cheek, and wiped away those spots for him, Mo Beichen was a little stunned.

He showed embarrassment, turned his head slightly to one side, and let out a long breath, trying to cover up his gaffe just now.

The man leaned quietly on the bed without making any movement, his eyes quietly looked at the white figure beside him, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Yi Qingyun has never been poisoned by love, he doesn't know what kind of situation love poison can force people into.

But seeing his master like this, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

He felt that the emergence of love poison had completely broken the boundary between him and the master who did not offend each other, making their relationship awkward and strange.

Even he himself was bewildered by this erotic vision.

There is no doubt that Yi Qingyun has Mo Chen in his heart, so he can no longer accept other people wholeheartedly.

If it were anyone else, he could refuse decisively.

Only Master——

He has no position to refuse, to hurt the other party.

He knew very well that these ambiguous actions were not the master's original intention, and he was confused by love, but that's all.

He originally thought that as long as he didn't take it to heart, when he found a way to cure the poison of love, everything would be back on track.

however--

Yi Qingyun felt that he had arranged everything well, but he seemed to ignore himself.

He wanted to say something, but no sound came out of his throat.

All he could do was tug on the opponent's sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Mo Beichen had regained his composure, turned his head and said softly, "What do you want to say? Why don't you write it on my palm."

The fingertips made gestures on the hand of the woman in white.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of things over there." Mo Beichen said, "You just need to rest assured."

Yi Qingyun frowned, and gestured again.

"Oh, I'm such an unreasonable person in your heart? Besides, I'm just asking for justice for you by the way." Mo Beichen snorted softly and said, "If they hit you, it hurt my face. Naturally, we have to settle with them.”

Yi Qingyun sighed, and gestured with his fingertips again.

Mo Beichen's palms were itchy from being scratched, and he frowned slightly, and withdrew his hand, "Okay, don't talk about it, I'll figure it out."

The other party just swiped his fingers casually, and Mo Beichen felt that he couldn't control himself.

It's terrifying!

"You have a good rest!" He stood up and was about to leave, but someone grabbed his sleeve again.

"What else is there?" Mo Beichen's voice was a little annoyed.

"Thank you." The hoarse voice was not very pleasant, but it made Mo Beichen feel pity.

To be honest, he wanted to put this man on the bed directly, but he finally calmed down his restless and burning thoughts.

He thought about his identity, and patted the other person on the back of the head lightly, "I am your master, how can you say that, a teacher for one day and a father for life, what can you say to thank you!"

Yi Qingyun froze for a moment, then saw the white figure walk out of the door.

After he came out, Mo Beichen also realized that his words were extremely inappropriate. The relationship between him and Yi Qingyun shouldn't have anything to do with father and son.

As time passed, he suddenly remembered that not long ago he had joked in front of Nangong Hao that he treated Yi Qingyun like a puppy.

How long has it passed, and the other party is no longer available in his heart.

He smiled helplessly.

The courtyard was very quiet, and Mo Beichen could hear the bell from a distance.

Flocks of startled birds suddenly appeared in the sky.

They scattered away from this city that was about to no longer be peaceful.

The sound of the bell represented the sound of closing the city, and the huge spiritual energy cover slowly wrapped the entire city.

An aura covering a city!

Sikong Cheng is richer than he thought.

Mo Beichen raised his head, watching the auras from the four corners of the southeast, north and west gathering in the air in the middle of the city, he couldn't help showing a sneer.

It seems that City Lord Sikong who lost his son is not usually angry.

When the aura shield was fully formed, Sikong City became an isolated city, people inside could not enter, and people outside could not get out.

The woman in white narrowed her eyes slightly, and Suzaku was picking her up not far away.

"Let's go, let's go see that young master Sikong." Mo Beichen said softly.

Suzaku nodded and led the way.

No one thought that there would be such a place under the magnificent Linlang Chamber of Commerce.

A place similar to the altar of earth.

It has been a long time since Sikong Yi was naked and tied to this stake.

He didn't know where this was, and he didn't know who the captive was.

His body couldn't help shivering, and the wet and cold underground made his skin crawl.

What made him palpitate the most was that there was no one in this huge place except him, and there was no sound at all.

He tried yelling, giving in, and many other means, trying to get the black hand behind the scenes to show up, but he tossed and tossed for a long time, but no one showed up, and the only response to his abuse was his own echo.

Such an environment can easily make people feel depressed, and it is also an invisible torture to people's spirit.

What's more, for the pampered and spoiled Si Kongyi, he has now completely fallen into a decadent state.

So when Si Kongyi heard the sound of the cellar door opening, he suddenly raised his head.

He thought it was his father who came to rescue him, but it was a strange figure who came in.

"It's you—" People approached, Si Kongyi quickly recognized Suzaku who abducted him, and then his eyes glanced at another figure.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then his whole face flushed red with embarrassment.

What a beautiful woman!

However, he was so indecent in front of such a beautiful woman, which greatly damaged the self-esteem of the well-mannered Young Master Sikong.

"Sikong Yi?" The woman's voice was cold, but this kind of voice made Sikong Yi even more flushed.

Sikong Yi nodded dumbly.

The woman's eyes were serious, and with a wave of her long sleeves, a barbed whip appeared in her jade hand.

The bloody and ferocious whip made Si Kongyi suddenly wake up from the beauty, and looked at the whip with deep fear.

"Do you recognize this?" The woman in white asked softly.

"Whip, whip?" Si Kongyi replied tremblingly.

"That's right—the whip, to be more precise, it's used in Sikong City Prison to beat prisoners." Mo Beichen handed the whip to Suzaku.

"You - what are you going to do?!" Si Kongyi's toes curled up, he instinctively wanted to curl up his body, but he couldn't.

He is now tied tightly to a stake.

"Let's start." Mo Beichen took out the cigarette stick and put it in his mouth.

Suzaku got the order, holding the ferocious whip in his hand.

Snapped!

"Ah!—" When did Si Kongyi suffer from such a crime, tears and snot came down immediately.

When the whip went down, what was left on the thin skin and tender flesh was not a faint red mark.

It was torn apart.

Finely minced meat was still embedded in the barb of the whip.

Snapped!

"Ah!—You are all dead! My father will not let you go!" Si Kongyi's eyes were bloodshot, and he cursed. He never thought that this pure and innocent woman would be so vicious and ruthless in her heart!

"Don't worry! Soon your father will also experience such pain." Mo Beichen said with his eyes closed, not caring about the other party's threat.

"what--!"

……

At first Si Kongyi still had the strength to shout, but within less than half a stick of incense, he no longer had that strength, his consciousness had long been blurred, and there was only a vague begging for mercy in his mouth.

"This kind of whip is really good. It's very useful in prisons for torture." Mo Beichen nodded with satisfaction, "I can arrange a few in the Mozun Palace in the future."

Suzaku couldn't help hearing this, and swallowed.

"Did you use too little force!" Mo Beichen lightly exhaled a cloud of smoke, "There is no sound."

Suzaku felt helpless, he didn't dare to release the water, and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, this kid can't bear it, he probably passed out."

"That's impossible." Mo Beichen shook the cigarette stick and said lightly, "It's meaningless to smoke if you don't wake up."

"What does your lord mean?" Suzaku asked cautiously.

"Wake him up."

Soon Sikong Yi was woken up by the cold water.

He was already cold, but when he was poured by the icy water, he woke up like a nightmare.

Seeing the white clothes, he just thought that he hadn't escaped from the nightmare yet.

However, it was another whip, which quickly brought him back to the cruel reality.

"Just let me go, I'll give you whatever you want, go find my father, he'll give you anything, he'll save me." Si Kongyi cried with her head down.

His body was already dripping with blood, and he couldn't see it.

"I will go to your father, but not now. How many times?" Mo Beichen asked.

"My lord, 33." Suzaku replied.

"33. You will receive a total of 72 lashes, which is not halfway through." Mo Beichen murmured.

"Seven, 72?" Si Kongyi's face was ashen.

72 If the whip goes down, he will definitely be whipped to death!

"No, no, please let me go, please, I don't want to die!" Si Kongyi said inarticulately.

Perhaps because of the fear of death, his whole body began to struggle fiercely on the stake.

The stakes rattled and rattled.

Suddenly the scorching smoke hit his pale face.

Si Kongyi didn't dare to move.

His whole body seemed to be fixed by something, unable to move.

"It's all flesh and blood. He can bear it, and you can do the same. I said, 72 is 72, and you can't miss a whip. I won't let you die so easily until you bear it all." "The expression of the woman in white didn't fluctuate at all, it's hard to imagine that such cruel words came from this fairy-like mouth.

Si Kongyi was so frightened that he couldn't speak, he felt that he had really provoked something extraordinary.

Maybe his omnipotent father really can't save him.

"That's right." The woman in white seemed to have thought of something, and his scorching cigarette slid across Sikong Yi's face.

From Sikong Yi's right eye to cheek.

"I remember that one of the whips was like this. He was lucky. The barb didn't hurt his eyeball. I don't know if you have such luck." The woman in white said slowly.

"It's almost, the eyeballs will be hooked out."

The woman said it lightly, but she was tied to the wooden stake and her eyes were tightly closed, and the smelly liquid flowed down from between his legs.

"Heh." Mo Beichen chuckled and turned his back.

In the entire altar of the earth, only the sound of the whip and the screams of pain could be heard.

On top of the magnificent and magnificent hall, a group of subordinates fell tremblingly on the ground.

And as the general guarding the city, General Guo knelt at the front of the officials. He felt that he was really unlucky. Sikong City had a history of 500 years, and among so many generals defending the city, there was no one more unlucky than him.

This is nothing short of a disaster!

Those who can sneak into the Sikong mansion and take young master Sikong away without anyone noticing are destined not to be idle.

Was this the kind of man he and his soldiers could find?

"You said what's the use of me supporting you people!" City Lord Sikong swung all the official documents and books on the table to the ground, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, "What's the use!"

"I am the lord of Sikong City, and my son can be taken away in the daytime! This is not bad! First is Ayi! Do you know who is next!"

All the subordinates below dare not show their air.

"It's me! Me! Isn't it ridiculous, isn't it sad! The lord of a city can't protect himself in his own city! What use are you!"

People in high positions walked around anxiously, and he could only use this method to relieve the uneasiness in his heart.

"City Lord, my subordinates feel that we should ask for help like the royal family!" General Guo said, swallowing his saliva.

"Royal family? Wait for the royal family to come over! My Ayi's body is probably cold!" City Lord Sikong cursed angrily.

General Guo really wanted to say that waiting for the royal family is useless, and it is useless for you to walk around here.

He sighed in his heart, only people like him came to be scolded at this time.

Those of Qi Xueshi, Li Xueshi, and Wang Xueshi were as afraid as quails to speak.

It's really bullying these warriors, they give out their strength, and they are punished. In terms of rewards, it doesn't matter to them.

City Lord Sikong kept drooling, General Guo could only admit that he was unlucky and suffer on his knees here.

He couldn't figure it out, what could City Lord Sikong want to do by calling this group of people to this hall.

Shouldn't they all go to Master Sikong?

Could it be that Young Master Sikong would appear in this hall by himself?

Bang!

General Guo woke up from his thoughts.

It seems that something has fallen from the hall.

A beam of sunlight shot into the hall, and General Guo raised his head.

There is a big hole in the roof of the hundred-year-old Sikong Hall? !

"Ayi! My Ayi! Come on!" A burst of roars.

General Guo hurried back to his senses, only then did he realize that there was a bloody human figure on the ground at some point.

Even General Guo, who had been on the battlefield, couldn't help trembling when he saw this scene.

Although no matter the prison or the battlefield, there is never a shortage of such tragedies, but when he thought of this, it was Master Sikong from Sikong City.

His goosebumps couldn't help it.

Sikong Cheng must have offended someone!

In other words, a catastrophe is imminent for Sikong City!

"Hurry up and send Ayi down! Call the doctor! Hurry up!" City Lord Sikong shouted loudly.

The attendant at the side pulled out of the state of shock, and quickly tried to help the bloody man up.

But after watching for a long time, they didn't even have a place to start.

"Who is it! Who is it! I will cut him into pieces!!" City Lord Sikong stood up, his chest heaving violently due to anger.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The doors and windows of the Sikong City Hall suddenly closed by themselves.

Everyone in the hall was stunned by this abnormal state.

"It was made by the deity." A cold female voice came from the air.

With light eyebrows like autumn water and smooth skin accompanied by a light breeze, a stunning woman in white fell from the hole in the roof of the hall to the Sikong Hall.

Many people looked at this unreal woman and swallowed quietly.

General Guo's pupils dilated, he naturally recognized this woman.

Isn't this the woman in white who tore apart a spirit boat with a wave of her hand in the forest on the top of the cloud?

Such a supernatural appearance is rare in the first place, coupled with such a terrifying cultivation base, General Guo will never forget it even if he wants to!

But what did the woman say just now, did she do it?

doing what?

Could it be that she gave this young master Sikong to...

General Guo felt that he was right. He waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to put down the raised weapons.

This kind of unnecessary defense will only make them die faster.

It seems that there must be a bloody disaster in this hall today.

Mo Beichen naturally knew that everyone in the hall was looking at him, his expression was indifferent, and his steps were steady.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of everyone, under the watchful eyes of his subordinates and City Lord Sikong, he went straight to this unique high position.

Then sat down.

Suzaku stood behind him respectfully.

There was no hesitation in the action, and it seemed to be a matter of course.

"Presumptuous! What on earth are you—" City Lord Sikong pointed angrily at the woman who took his place, he wanted to reprimand but suddenly lost his voice.

He rubbed his throat in panic.

"Silence!" Suzaku said in a deep voice, "You all kneel down and salute before the lord!"

General Guo frowned slightly and felt that the behavior of the woman in white was too ostentatious. They were not her servants, so how could they just kneel down.

Naturally, they couldn't kneel anymore, if they did, it would be a sign of submission, so what's the face of their Sikong Cheng?

He thought so in his heart, but the next moment he felt that his body was constantly being used.

General Guo's face was full of panic, his legs unconsciously knelt on the ground, and his waist bent down automatically.

And now his head has touched the cold jade ground.

He could even see his frightened expression on the bright jade floor.

If General Guo could raise his head at this time, he would be able to find that everyone under this high position was acting in the same way as him, without the slightest difference.

Whether it's his colleagues or their City Lord Sikong.

The white jade-like chin was slightly lifted.

Suzaku understood, and said solemnly, "The ceremony is over!"

As soon as these two words came out, General Guo only felt his spine loosen, and his body stood up by itself.

He could see that everyone was moving in unison with him, even when he got up and straightened his left foot first.

Is this really something that can be done purely by cultivation?

Mo Beichen leaned on the back of the chair, looked down at the crowd below, and said, "I am here for nothing but one thing."

"That's about the assassination of your Young Master Sikong, which is right and which is wrong, I want to hear your judgment personally."

"Don't worry, this deity will never show favoritism, be impartial and impartial."

The corners of General Guo's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

"That's why I feel that all the previous judgments must be reversed." Mo Beichen tapped his hand on the table and said lightly, "Do you have any objections?"

City Lord Sikong winked at his cronies.

Soon someone stood up and shouted: "This is Sikong City! It's not a place for you, a witch, to run wild! Why do you meddle in our Sikong City's affairs!"

Once someone took the lead, whispers soon began to follow.

After the person finished speaking, the woman in white nodded slightly, then waved her sleeves.

Plop!

Everyone shut up abruptly.

Blood spurted out and splashed on the people around him, and the person who had just spoken had already collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

"Does anyone have any objections?" the woman in white asked softly.

Silent.

City Lord Sikong is the city lord after all, he felt that he would have to let the white-clothed woman do whatever she wanted, and he felt that he should show an attitude on behalf of his status.

"If you are dissatisfied with the verdict, you can appeal directly to the court. Why did you make my son look like this?"

City Lord Sikong plucked up the courage to finally finish the sentence, his cloudy eyes were fixed on the woman's movements, and he took precautions.

Afraid that the other party would wave his sleeves, he would splatter blood on the spot like his cronies.

"This venerable has said that this venerable will never show favoritism and is just and impartial." Mo Beichen's gaze shifted to the trembling City Lord Sikong, "There is no clear decision on this matter, but you have privately whipped this venerable's disciple 72 times."

"For the sake of justice, the deity can only let