After most of the night, Daxing City gradually became quiet. Most of the people were asleep, but only the terrified officials toss and turns and couldn't sleep.
The study of the Minister of Justice's Minister of Justice was still lit, and it was obvious that Lord Zheng was not asleep yet. But don't think Lord Zheng was also a member of the terrified fear. You should know that Lord Zheng's dead face was not vain. Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
But it doesn't matter.
Lord Zheng used the candlelight to look through the case of the Ministry of Justice again. Generally, he would wait until the Dongfang Jianbai was gone before he could rest for a moment.
Zheng Jingxuan has been working diligently and diligently in the position of Minister of Justice for twenty years. Although he has a bad reputation, his reputation is excellent. Even Zhong Lilu, who is pronounced as a stingy person, has to praise him a few words.
The candlelight suddenly swayed, and a little cold star came with the wind. Lord Zheng put down the file and slowly raised his head...
A sword was hanging inch between Lord Zheng's eyebrows at this moment, but Zheng Jingxuan looked at the blue-clothed masked swordsman who suddenly appeared in front of him and said expressionlessly.
"Who are you? Why are you assassinating me?"
The Minister of Justice is the Minister of Justice. His life is hanging on the line. He still has to dig into the bottom line. This occupational disease seems to be quite serious.
The masked man's voice was hoarse and he said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Zheng Jingxuan listened to the masked man's words, looked at the other person's figure at the same time, and suddenly stretched out his hand to tilt the sword edge.
"It can be seen that assassinating the current minister in the middle of the night is equivalent to a crime of conspiracy! Nephew, is this going to learn from your father?"
Li Taiping's sword just now was fast and ruthless, and it was a life-threatening person. As long as he was a trainer, he would definitely dodge. But Zheng Jingxuan did not move.
Just an ordinary person. If he were the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, how could he not wait for death? Originally, Li Taiping believed Shi Youwei's words half-believing or not, but Zheng Jingxuan revealed his identity and returned half-before
Believe it or not.
Li Taiping put away his sword, took off his masked scarf, and said with a wry smile: "Why did my uncle tell my nephew's identity in one go?"
Zheng Jingxuan snorted coldly, but what he asked was not what he answered.
"Why are you dressed as an assassin?"
Li Taiping smiled and said, "Isn't my uncle afraid of death? Or do you think the assassin can't kill you?"
Neither of the two answered each other's questions, just looked at each other.
After a while, Li Taiping broke the silence and said, "I really can't see through it whether it is Zheng Jingxuan or the Thousand-faced Demon Lord! So can my uncle give a brief explanation to my nephew, who are you?"
Li Taiping kept staring at Zheng Jingxuan's eyes. After saying that, the other party's eyes were still clear and calm, without any turbulence.
But the more this happened, the more he felt that this uncle might have a big problem.
Zheng Jingxuan put the files on the case together and piled them up neatly. Then he said: "Twenty years have passed, but I have never dared to be lazy for a moment. I have been sentenced and convicted by 918 cases. I have never been in favor of personal gain, nor have I misjudged the law. Such a person,
Does it matter who it is?"
He did not admit or deny, nor did he ask who the Thousand-faced Demon Lord was, but he had to ask him Li Taiping a question that pointed to the hearts of the people. No matter who such a person is, it is very important to him, Li Taiping.
Li Taiping frowned and said, "My nephew doesn't know how to answer Master Zheng's question. I only know that no matter how Zheng Jingxuan does, it is his decision and life. And the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord does this, no matter how much he does it.
OK, that's not his life."
Zheng Jingxuan had no expression on his face and his eyes were a little confused. However, the four fingers on his right hand were tapping regularly on the case. And the frequency was getting faster and faster...
Seeing this, Li Taiping felt a chill, and the last little doubt was dispelled. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You live like my uncle twenty years ago and never change it. This is not true in itself."
"You're not him after all!"
The knocking sound suddenly stopped, and Zheng Jingxuan murmured softly at this time...
"It's not him! It's not him after all..."
Li Taiping gently stroked the sword in his hand and sighed: "Of course it's not him. He will not frame his righteous brother for rebellion, nor will he buy and kill his nephew. Are you right, Thousand-faced Demon Lord."
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's eyes were clear again, and he said coldly: "Li Guotai's rebellion is as proof as a mountain, I just convicted him according to the law. As for buying and killing you, I did it wrong. In fact, I don't need to spend that money."
Li Taiping looked at the Thousand-faced Demon Lord and smiled: "It's all about this. I want to ask. Who made the ironclad evidence of the rebellion?"
The Thousand-faced Demon Lord said, "I should ask you who told you my identity."
Li Taiping smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm going to die, it's okay to say it."
"It's okay, it's okay." The Thousand-faced Demon Lord said to this.
"To show sincerity, the boy said. Qinhuai Restaurant, poetry is young and tender."
The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord nodded and said, "I think it should be them. As for your father's affairs, if you are still alive, you can ask Wuchen."
When Li Taiping heard the word Wuchen, he was a little surprised. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Honey father and Wuchen have a grudge?"
The Thousand-faced Demon Lord said, "I will ask you a question in the future."
Li Taiping smiled and said, "You may not be sure if you die!"
"There are only a few masters in the world who can catch my eye, and there is no such thing as you."
Li Taiping stood up and said, "It's better to go outside here."
"Everywhere is the same. Anyway, I'm ruined in Zheng Jingxuan's life."
As he said that, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord pulled off his thin skin and revealed a clownish face with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek. At the same time, his whole body crackled and became thin and dry.
The moment before, he looked extraordinary and full of bookish spirit. The moment later, he looked ugly and vulgar.
The thousand-faced Demon Lord with a ferocious expression smiled strangely: "I will not only ruin your bones and ashes, but also have to seize your good looks and torture it..."
As this person's appearance changed drastically, his temperament became extremely perverse and violent, and his words were vulgar. He was completely different from the two.
Li Taiping frowned and said, "Who is standing in front of me now?"
"When I kill you, I will tell you after I catch the delicate little girl and humiliate her in front of you."
"Is that true?"
After saying that, I saw the sword energy exploded in the study of Shangshu’s family, as if countless stars were overflowing...
Two figures, one black and one green, penetrated into the ruins and dust, and fought together in close combat. Wherever you see, you can only see a blur, and it is hard to tell one or two.
During the few breaths, the two fought for dozens of rounds. Although they had not decided on the outcome, Li Taiping was also at a disadvantage.
Li Taiping swung his sword and retreated. However, he saw the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord laughing and said, "Baby, it's too late to regret this!"
Then he saw the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord chasing him, two fingers wide in his hand and one foot long bone-clearing knife came to Li Taiping in a flash.
Li Taiping stepped under his feet and swept a circle of ripples. He saw that his face was like heavy dates, with blue smoke on his head, and a long sword pierced out...
He activated the secret technique of Daxue Mountain and used three steps and thousands of miles to kill people.
If you dare to play the Demon Lord with a single sword, you don’t have any preparation or confidence. That’s not because you’re killing someone or committing suicide.
There are two swords in the sword box, three swords in his hand, and three steps blessed by secret techniques. Li Taiping doesn't believe that he can't kill this ghost thing.
The true energy of the sword intent spirals out, like a horse spear on the battlefield, indestructible and everything is broken.
But the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord showed ferocious face, licked his lips, and pulled out sword flowers in his hand, facing them.
It's strange that the bone-cutting knife is nothing extraordinary, but it can cut and dismember Li Taiping's sword intent and dismember it and eliminate it invisibly...
Li Taiping was shocked. How strong his eyesight and how terrifying the knife were, he could accurately cut into the gap of every sword intent and dismantle his move. This is something that humans can do...
The study room of the Minister of Justice was demolished, and it was impossible to cover it up because of such a big disturbance. So, Master Zheng’s guards and family members rushed over.
Mrs. Zheng held her skirt and looked at the fragmented study room. She grabbed a guard guard and shouted, "Where is the master, have you seen the master?"
The dusty wardrobe guard was already stunned. The beams and wood were broken into powder. His family was not made of iron. If he were there, how could he have been able to make a good choice.
"Say, you're talking to me."
The guard has been suffering for a while, and he can't say what he can say. Could it be that the master unfortunately turned into meat paste? He could only do his duty to comfort him.
"The master is lucky and has a great life, so there must be nothing wrong. Maybe the younger one will look for it elsewhere in the mansion."
After all, Mrs. Zheng has been a member of the Shangshu Mansion for almost twenty years. Although she was anxious, she was calm. She glanced at the two fighting in the distance and said coldly.
"Don't go to the master, report to the official first, the Jinwu Guard outside should not have dispersed."
The guard hurriedly took the order and ran out. Before he could run far, he almost collided with a short detective.
"Official, hurry up, hurry up, my lord..."
The thin constable shook his head and said, "Don't panic, there is a team of Jinwu Guards patrolling the streets further forward. What's the use of pulling me, the old man?"
The guard didn't bother to say thank you, and ran away with a gust of wind.
The thin old man shook his head and then strode to the Minister of Justice to go home...
When I saw Zheng Jingxuan for the first time, I felt familiar, although he had never seen that dead face before.
The feeling was very subtle, like an old friend I hadn't seen for many years, or like a relative with deep blood. Half a quarter of an hour ago, he suddenly had an impulse to meet this Lord Zheng tonight.
The Minister of Justice's Mansion has become a mess, and there is not even a gatekeeper.
He swayed all the way, walked into the door without any obstacles, and walked through the main hall. He looked for the sword energy soaring into the sky...
Li Taiping had taken the third step at this moment, and his human power was at its peak. It was logical that three steps had been completed, and he could kill this demon, but he felt powerless.
No wonder Li Taiping had such an idea, because the devil in the first two swords was too relaxed, as if he waved his sword moves to pieces.
Li Taiping couldn't figure out what the Thousand Faces Demon Lord is doing now. This person's true energy is not very fluctuating, and he is not the Grandmaster of Tianshu Realm. He looks like an old man selling meat on the street, waving his bone-removing knife, you said you want to do it.
Two meats, one knife will definitely not be more than one point...
Li Taiping didn't know who this person was, but someone knew it.
I saw that I looked at the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord with a smile on my lips, and those little eyes narrowed into a slit...