With an angry rebuke, several strong private soldiers of the Guo family, led by Guo Miao, rushed into the crowd.

When everyone saw these powerful private soldiers and Guo Miao, they suddenly became a little quieter. Even the women who were acting mischievously were as still as clay sculptures. Guo Miao's reputation made many people in Xudu Everyone is afraid.

Guo Miao stepped forward, slapped a scoundrel on the face with a whip, and scolded: "They lost their daughter to make trouble, what are you doing here! Get out!"

When the ruffian saw her fierce eyes, he didn't even dare to look at her. He let go of Liu Ling and ran away covering his face.

The remaining private soldiers of the Guo family rescued the four members of the Song family and sent them into the courtyard. Then they stood at the door with a knife and glared at everyone, like a Vajra protecting the law.

At the same time, a few sneaky congregants behind the crowd exchanged glances, slowly retreated, and disappeared into an alley.

These believers ran back to the Sansheng Sect branch in the south of the city and hurriedly reported to Li Yiping.

"What? How many people are there again?" Li Yiping frowned when he heard that Guo Miao and the others had rescued Song Xin's family. He originally wanted to capture Ajiang and the others to blackmail Song Xin, but the Guo family's People messed up their plans.

"What the hell! Dare to go against our Three Saints Sect!" Li Yiping gritted his teeth bitterly, but because the wound on his ear hurt, he couldn't help but let out a hiss.

The congregants waiting nearby quickly comforted him: "Master Li, please don't get angry, just tell us what to do."

Li Yiping's face turned pale with pain, and he said bitterly: "Let them be proud for a few days. That boy Song Xin is still in our hands. Let's go and let him suffer a little tonight."

The congregants laughed evilly, "Yes, tonight I will cut off one of his arms and send him back to his home to see what the women's expressions are like."

Li Yiping glared and said: "Asshole, that's the person the Three Saints are interested in. Who asked you to cut off his arm? What if the Three Saints blame him?! Just give him some suffering."

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That night, two stout men walked outside the cell where Song Xin was imprisoned. They opened the door carrying a basin of hot water and charcoal fire.

Song Xin noticed someone coming in, stopped practicing, and asked with a smile: "What, Mr. Tian, ​​will you give me hot water to wash my feet?"

A man said with a smile: "Mr. Song, I have been ordered to help you."

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Wash up." As he said that, he brought the hot water to Song Xin's feet, and then said with a troubled face: "I'm sorry, Master, I have an order to put shackles on your feet first, and then I can help you wash your feet. Also. Please be considerate to those of us who are on errands..."

Song Xin looked at them, sneered in his heart, nodded and said: "Since it's the master's order, I don't want to embarrass you, so just wear it."

One man took off a pair of shackles and handcuffed Song Xin, and the other man brought the basin closer.

Seeing the scalding hot water, Song Xin secretly sneered, "If you were an ordinary person, you wouldn't get blisters as soon as you put your feet in. It seems Tian Zheng has no good intentions."

But he remained calm and allowed the two men to help him take off his shoes and socks. They gently squeezed Song Xin's calves and said with a smile: "Let's squeeze your legs for the young master. Come on, please wash your feet." After that, he said. Without waiting for Song Xin to answer, he pushed his feet into the hot basin of water.

"Ah!" Song Xin screamed and struggled with his feet, but the two men held his legs firmly to prevent Song Xin from jerking his feet.

The two listened to Song Yan's screams and looked at each other proudly.

The man gritted his teeth, holding Song Yan's legs, and kept saying: "Song Gongzi, soaking his feet in hot water can go to the wind and cold.

But he looked up at him, and Song Yan looked at him with a smile.

"you..."

"I teased you to play, not hot at all." Song Yan suddenly shot, pinched the bun of a man, and put his entire head in the hot water.

The hot struggle was struggling, but the helpless Song Yan was too strong to break away.

When another man saw his associates, he was trying to take a shot. As soon as he raised his leg, Song Yan lock his neck directly. He hit the edge of the couch and suddenly had a big bag.

"Two, just joking with you, this hot water is really comfortable, but it is a bit cold." After that, he kicked his feet, and the man under his feet rolled aside.

"Ah, it's hot me!"

He screamed in his face, his skin, and his tongue was scalded with a piece of blisters.

"Oh, I'm sorry, slide under the feet. Well, this water is not hot. Brother

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Why is my brother like this? "He looked innocently, but he had been sneering in his heart.

The man was soaked in his face, pointing at Song Yan and cursing: "Stink boy, you dare to hurt me!"

"Oh, how can I deliberately hurt the two? But to wait for the two to wash their faces." Song Yan's face was innocent, holding his chin in his hand.

"Come !!"

When the words were falling, they rushed in again and again several five three rough men, all wearing official clothes, but they were obviously not fit, and some were small.

Lord Tian is really not thin to Song, and he also invited so many people to guard, flattered and flattered. "

A man pointed at Song Yan and cursed: "The erection is shameless, and I still have a smooth tongue here. Tell you the truth. Today I want to teach you and export a bad breath for my master. But now you hurt my brother, Lao Tzu cuts you one by one.

There are ears! You'd better not move, let Lao Tzu cut it with this fast knife, and you hurt it. If you resist, hey, there is a dull knife in the hand of Lao Tzu, slowly cut your ears, you yourself

Choose! "

Song Yan smiled calmly and dumped the water stains on his feet: "It turns out that you are not official, but the three saints."

A few people on the opposite side were stiff, and then he smiled, "So what? Anyway, you say nothing now!"

"Then I won't count the attack officer." Song Yan said blandly, as if talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Ah? Hahahaha! Tell you, now the people think that you have sold those women, and today they still have to smash your house." The Three Holy Church laughed at each other.

Although Song Yan smiled, he said with the coldest voice: "You don't tell me this, maybe I can let you go, but since you said, I cut each of you today with one ear each ears.

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"Hahahaha!" It was a laughter, and the entire cell was a arrogant laughter.

However, Song Xin shrugged his shoulders without feeling dissatisfied, reached out directly from the charcoal brazier in front of him, pinched out a piece of red-hot charcoal, and kept throwing it in his hand, as if he was throwing a cold stone. But

This scene made the Three Saints disciples stop laughing and look at it dumbfounded.

"Yellow skin and half bones, close the door, let's beat the dog!" Then, with a flick of his finger, red charcoal flew out quickly.
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