Its face was covered in blood and its hair was scattered, so others could not recognize its face for a while.
But the city gate guard held its chin and looked at the rising sun twice. Suddenly it fell on its back and hurriedly climbed back two steps:
"Big, big, big!"
He was "big" for a long time before shouting: "General Manager!"
"Which chief steward?"
The city gate man pointed at the dead man, his fingers shaking like fallen leaves in the wind, and he finally found the next sentence: "It seems to be Yu, the chief steward of Yuwei."
Everyone was in an uproar, but didn't believe it.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"If you dare to curse the chief manager, be careful of your life!"
The city gate guard came closer to take another look, then closed his eyes and turned his head: "It still looks very similar! The general manager really came here yesterday, and he was so impressive... He and his men even told us to close the city gate!"
No matter what he says, no one else will believe him.
Stop being ridiculous, okay? How come the chief steward had half of the city gate cut off and hung upside down?
Usually it is the chief manager who puts others up.
At this time, the city gate was opened, and several people rushed in, pointing outside and shouting: "There are dead people in the valley, more than a hundred! They died in a tragic manner, and they were all wearing feather armor."
At dawn, the explosive news took wings and flew to the capital of the state of Wei.
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At this time, He Lingchuan and the others were already on their way to Xiaoyao Sect.
Dong Rui asked He Lingchuan quietly: "You are usually cautious, why do you suddenly go on a killing spree?"
The opponent has hundreds of people and more than 200 legs. "Leave no one alive" is a difficult technical job.
"We are in the Golden Plains."
Right, "So?"
"So you have to do as the Romans do." He Lingchuan said calmly, "This is a disorderly place, where the winner is king. You have to deal with them in their own way. Besides -"
"——Shouldn't evildoers like Nangong Yan deserve to be killed?"
He came to visit the Golden Plains with an ulterior motive.
Now, he saw what he wanted to see, and he also felt the lingering depression and restlessness, and his mentality had a subtle change.
Why did this place turn into a quagmire, and why did everyone who tried to transform it fail?
He Lingchuan has been thinking about this issue and has had a few ideas in his mind, but they are scattered and not systematic.
He needs more verification and summary.
He needs to give it a try.
Maybe in this chaotic and ownerless land, he can do things according to his heart and don't need to be so cautious.
Oh, Dong Rui said he was cautious, but He Lingchuan knew in his heart, was he really a cautious person?
No, he is a speculator.
Sailing in a storm requires courage, carefulness, and a little bit of luck.
Chapter completed!