Bone Painting Coroner

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Stop killing people!

The hoarse choked voice, slightly cool.

Jing Rong's cold, bloodthirsty eyes met her tears, pleading eyes.

Why does he want to kill?

How about trying to push people into a dead end?

But for all kinds of things, she was forced.

"Let them go." She blushed, her lips trembling, pleading.

Jing Rong frowned ruefully.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"The Yuguo Mansion case involved a large number of people. There were enough people to die in this case, so why add another few cold bodies."

"So?"

"What if you kill them now? The old people in the Imperial Palace are far more than a few hundred people. You can't kill them."

Unkillable!

Thousands of words.

Her thin hands lay on Jing Rong's palm, working harder, trying to break down the hand that just gave the order.

Jing Rong's eyes were still so cold and hard. "If you want the king to let them go, you will put the tigers back to the mountains, and the troubles are endless."

She shook her head desperately, "No, I promise you."

"What guarantee do you take?"

She paused for a long time, took out the jade pendant, and her eyes were firm, "I will guarantee it."

At that moment, Jing Rong's cruelty and killing were slowly worn away.

That hand also dropped.

Ji Yunshu finally let out a breath, moved a few steps forward, and swept the people one by one, sullenly said, "Because of this piece of jade, you think I am a child, well, if you really treat me as a child, then you must Follow my orders."

Those people are already fat in the pot, and there is no possibility for the rest of their lives.

They looked at each other and looked at her together.

She turned her eyes to Wen Panshi, "The emperor's government case has been handed over to King Rong and me. After returning to Beijing, I will try my best to find out the case. Is it the battle between dragons and tigers? Or hidden mystery? Everything will be treated on the day when the truth is revealed, and the seventy or more people of the imperial government will be able to sue Zhao Xue, but because of the fallacy of "retaining and severing", you think that the "time is set". Even if you are right, what if you are right? Can the hundreds of thousands of troops in the court be able to fight? The capital is well-prepared, can you break in? By then, only the souls will be painted, and the blood will stain Shengjing , And you, all will become an icy body that fills the Jiangshan Foundation."

"Shizi..."

"Shut up, don't let more people die for an unidentified thing. I will also find out the truth behind the "Linjing Case", if it is really "retained" At that time, the people of the whole world will react without you."

Uh!

Wen Panshi's cheeks trembled slightly, and his eyes dropped, and the creased face was still vicissitudes.

Long time no words.

Ji Yunshu looked back at Jing Rong, "Let them go."

Craving again.

Jing Rong looked like a torch, looking at those who were holding a mortal heart and wearing armor, "You are all chaotic parties, thieves who rebel, and you are doing a big crime. If it reaches the capital, you all want to live. , And this king should strangle all of you to prevent future troubles and remove the scourge for the court. But..."

Luton again said, "The most respected person in this life of the King is the Emperor Uncle Yu Guogong. When he was a child, he once said two words with this King, one sentence is, "Tianwei only sons, not chaos", one sentence, It's'death to the former Baojun Jinjiang'. With such a kind of mind, this king is beyond his reach. You are fighting for the emperor and died for him, plus someone pleading for you. Okay, this king promised to let you go, but …Not letting you go, but imprisoned in prison, and wait for Ben Wang to carefully consider and make a decision."

Suddenly hearing this, Lin Feng was anxious.

He was not reconciled, "If you have the ability to kill us, ask us to surrender and stop thinking."

"So, do you want to die?"

"Even if I was shot by a random arrow, I would never bow my head to them."

"Shut up." Wen Panshi suddenly yelled, "You almost killed the young man for your own sake. Your father didn't want you to avenge him, but to help the young man."

You beast.

Lin Feng was speechless!

But he was full of anger!

At this time-

Jing Rong's hand was raised again, "This King has given you the opportunity, since he doesn't want it, then..."

When the archers on the roof saw this, they immediately pulled away.

Just wait for his hand to loosen.

Wen Panshi suddenly spoke and ordered, "Everyone put it down."

then--

The soldiers in armor discarded the long sword in their hands.

Crackled and left on the ground.

A cold light flashed on the sword front.

Jing Rong hooked his lips, smiled coldly, and put down the hand to be ordered.

The archer received all the arrows.

However, the sword in Lin Feng's hand was not lost. He was crimson with red eyes, biting his cheeks tightly, and his forehead and temple were full of green muscles.

He does not want to admit defeat!

He held his sword and looked at Jing Rong angrily, "Dog thief, I must kill you."

Grit your teeth.

The sword was like lightning, and he instantly split towards Jingrong.

Jing Rong looked at the sword stabbing to avoid it.

Everyone held their breath and took a breath, but it was not for Jing Rong but for Lin Feng.

Everyone knows that he is dying!

It was just unexpected that Lin Feng was supposed to be shot by an archer on the roof, but a dagger was a step faster, and he wrapped around Lin Feng's neck in a semicircular posture from the back, making a flat stroke.

Cut open a mouth!

Blood spilled.

Flowing from the neck to the cold and cold armor, it was particularly dazzling.

The person who killed was no one else... it was Zhao Huai!

It was the dagger left by his father.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand fell to the ground, and his body fell backwards.

"Lin Feng!"

Wen Xian shouted, rushed to support him, and put him on the ground.

"Lin... Feng?" His lips trembled, one hand pressed tightly to the knife edge on his neck, and cried out in silence, "Lin Feng, you can't die, you can't die..."

"Uh...uh..."

"Lin Feng..."

"Uh……"

Lin Feng's eyes turned straight, his body twitched, and there was a continuous bleed in his mouth. He desperately reached out and grabbed Wen Xian's sleeve tightly, wrinkling into a ball.

At last--

He swallowed in one breath, choked, and his body stiffened.

died!

Don't look away!

Wen Xian was fixed there, completely infatuated. I didn’t know how long it took before he raised his hands to close Lin Feng’s eyes, picked up the sword that was dripping in the blood, and stood up, glaring at the culprit Zhao Huai. , Eyes, full of killing intent.

In an instant, raised his sword to Zhao Huai!

"Why? Why?" he asked aloud.

However, Zhao Huai said indifferently, "He who dared to hurt the young man should be damned."

"you……"

He was about to raise his sword to kill.

"Stop it." Wen Panshi stopped.

"He killed Lin Feng."

Wen Xian hissed and shuddered, and his tears came straight.