The residents of Shenjing City who witnessed Mr. Wen’s death.

There was neither applause nor anger.

Just watched calmly.

This strange calm made the prison officer a little scared.

I looked around.

There are many guards.

He felt a little more at ease.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with pieces of paper.

Someone picked it up, saw the words on it, and couldn't help but read: There was a carrion that was determined to die,

Lying quietly in a pile of rags,

After bursts of scorching sun and heavy rain,

There was a stench of stench and blood.

I don't believe in its former glory,

It exudes wild yet fragrant aroma.

Found the mark of the feeder far away,

Hunger and greed radiate everywhere.

They are despicable filthy moles,

With disease and poison

…

I don’t know since when, more and more people are reading it.

The dissatisfaction is getting stronger and stronger.

"Beat the prison officer to death"

"Beat the prison officer to death"

…

Many people shouted.

Many people took action.

Armed with various Taoist soldiers, they surrounded the execution platform with murderous intentions on their faces.

If the guards stop it, the residents will either be controlled or killed due to the large number of people.

The officer who had been in peace for a long time had never seen such a scene before. He was shocked and said: "Do you want to rebel?"

"So what if it's the other way around?"

"kill him"

…

Everyone rushed forward.

bass!

A metallic trill.

There is a powerful Taoist soldier above the head of the supervisor.

The people who had just surrounded him were either dead or seriously injured.

The supervisor saw how powerful the Taoist soldiers who defended him were.

He showed a surprised expression.

Then his body swayed and he almost fell.

Taoist soldiers with great power also consume a lot of spiritual energy.

"kill him"

someone shouted.

This person is naturally Qin Yuan.

Everyone who reacted rushed forward again.

Soon, the supervisor was beaten to death.

The Taoist soldiers were also destroyed.

The residents still didn't give up and drove toward the inner city where aristocratic families and sects gathered.

Qin Yuan, who was among them, smiled.

Don't think that the emperor is gone.

There will be no one to deal with you, a group of aristocratic families and big sects.

Uncle Qin has not forgotten the fact that the inheritance was almost destroyed before.

Not long after.

A group of people came outside the mansion of one of the aristocratic families.

Qin Yuan glanced at it.

This family's surname is Anjia, and they are known as the Fusang Clan.

(After the rise of the human race, many aristocratic families created many ridiculous clans in order to show that they were nobler than other human races, and the Fuso God Clan was one of them)

What I cultivate is the avenue of fire.

Qin Yuan had two impressions of this company, one of which was that it was a team effort.

The second is that he took the lead in besieging the Qin family before.

By the way, one of the two half-step masters Qin Yuan killed with the idol was from Anjia.

now.

Inside Anjia, which was even more beautiful than the Immortal Family Blessed Land, there was chaos.

"Why are you panicking?"

An Bei, the head of the An family, came out of the forbidden area and shouted angrily.

The An family felt a little relieved after meeting their backbone.

"The An family has tens of thousands of years of accumulation. It cannot be broken by just breaking through."

After An Bei finished speaking, he looked outside, his face full of murderous intent.

Wait until reinforcements arrive.

These untouchables must be killed.

At this moment, a ray of divine light flew in, piercing his soul and turning his heart into a hornet's nest.

"Housekeeper"

"Housekeeper"

…

The An family was suddenly in chaos.

A flame flew out from the forbidden area and turned into Anbei.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

After the words fell, Anbei's soul was penetrated again, and his heart was beaten into a hornet's nest again.

At this moment, the formation was broken open.

The residents rushed in like a tide, robbed, killed, and the several female dependents of An's family were all carried away without exception.

As for what he was doing, it goes without saying.

Qin Yuan sighed as he stood in the darkness.

It's a pity that there is no family head named Ni Di, otherwise we could make up a sentence.

Ni Di has a big brain and An Bei has a lot of eyes.

Take advantage of the fact that the suppressive imperial troops haven't arrived yet.

Qin Yuan returned to the Divine Prison.

A few days later.

A rainy morning.
To be continued...