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Volume Three: West Lake Enlightenment Chapter 426: Suicide

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    "Who are you that you dare to stand up for them?"

    Gui Wuyan took a look at Wu Song and Lin Chong's clothes. Although their clothes were bright, they were not made of high-quality materials and they probably did not come from a wealthy family. There was no room for reprimanding them.

    "You two want to be the first bird, right? Do you know that being the first bird is not that easy? Our ancestors have long told us that the first bird will be shot with a gun. Don't you remember? Today, sir, I will be merciful to you."  The ancestors will give you a long memory."

    "Damn it, you brat, who are you scolding? Believe it or not, if you curse again, I will tear you apart."

    When Wu Song was young, his parents were gone, and this incident has always been painful in his heart. At this time, he saw that this young man was immoral in all aspects, with a mouth full of gunfire, and a look of murderous intent on his face. He looked at Gui speechlessly, with a very ferocious and terrifying expression.

    "Oh, you want to do something, right? I'm so scared. I'm really good."

    Gui Wuyan looked at Wu Song with a wild smile, as if he was watching a joke: "Since I, Gui Wuyan, have grown up, you are the first one who dares to threaten me like this. To celebrate your bravery, I will give you a reward. Let  You died without a complete body."

    Waved his hand: "Kill!"

    The tone was indifferent, as if he was not talking about killing a person, but killing a chicken or a duck. A human life was meaningless in his eyes.

    "Yes, sir."

    As the servants of the Marquis, there are many people with great supernatural powers. Some of these servants have actually cultivated the golden elixir.

    Looking at Wu Song, in order to come up, the leader was a monk in the Nascent Soul realm, standing there.  They stood motionless and blocked the surrounding area, leaving Wu Song, Lin Chong and others with no way to retreat.

    "Hurry up, I want to go back and enjoy my beauty, haha."

    The young man laughed wantonly and left: "I like little beauties like this the most. Xiaojiabiyu, exquisite and cute, is really my favorite."

    "Damn it!"

    Wu Song has a strong personality, and he can't stand the tyranny of such a prince and grandson who relies on the power of his family. He is furious at the moment.  Turn your palms.  With a gleaming fine iron sword in his hand, he stood with the servants of Guitianhou Mansion.

    Wu Song is very young, but he is a star and has high qualifications.  At this time, the golden elixir has formed.  A wave of the sword.  But a piece of sword light surged out, spread out, and covered everything nearby.

    The sword energy is vast.  Sharp and domineering, the weak slave was torn to pieces on the spot, bleeding all over the floor, shocking the people nearby.

    "It's a murder, everyone, leave quickly."

    The onlookers nearby looked at the blood-stained ground and the murderous scene, and their hearts trembled. The capital was the center of the Song Dynasty, and no such bloody incident had happened in many years.

    Thinking of the severe drought in the world and the widespread rumors of the outside world, people in Kyoto all feel that a hot and fierce catastrophe is coming. There is no escape from the catastrophe, with rivers of blood flowing thousands of miles away.

    "Is the world really going to be in chaos?"

    Many people felt the ominous situation, and the capital was bleeding. This was something that had basically never happened since the founding of the Song Dynasty.

    "You dare to kill my people!"

    The young master of Guitianhou did not expect that Wu Song would really dare to take action, dare to fight back, and even kill a few of his slaves, although he did not care about the life or death of these slaves.

    However, by doing this, Wu Song destroyed his own face.

    Who in Kyoto doesn¡¯t know that he is one of the four young masters in the capital!

    Whoever sees him will not give him any face.

    "Catch him alive, I will chop him alive."

    Gui Wuyan turned around, with a ferocious light in his eyes: "Check your birthplace for me. I want him to understand that if he dares to go against me, I will destroy his family and implicate the nine clans."

    "Yes, sir."

    The servants of Guitianhou Mansion had a cold look in their eyes. They did not expect that this man suddenly took action and actually killed everyone in the manor. It was really unforgivable.

    "You meddle in other people's business and even kill someone. Even the King of Heaven can't save you today."

    The Jindan period servants of the Hou Mansion roared and stepped together, surrounding Wu Song, Lin Chong and others. Their powerful aura was exuding, and their whole bodies were shining like bright people.

    Gui Wuyan pointed at Wu Song: "Except this person, kill everyone else."

    He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zhang Hu who had not left yet: "Zhang Hu, what are you doing in the cold? Stand in front of this heroic man and kill this old man. Doesn't he want to save people? I'll see how he saves them."  ?¡±

    "No, young master, please, don't kill my grandfather, I am willing to serve you, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you." The cloth-haired girl cried.With his face covered, he knelt down in the dust, kowtowing desperately to Gui Wuyan, the banging sound of the kowtow kept coming, his originally glistening forehead was stained with blood, and he looked very pitiful and weak.

    "Haha, I don't need to be a cow or a horse."

    Gui Wuyan looked at his slaves fighting with others: "Kill, kill hard. If you dare to smear my face, you are seeking death."

    The old man was carried over by Zhang Hu with one hand, and with a wave of the knife in his hand, he was about to chop off the old man's head.

    "Wait!"

    Gui Wuyan looked at Wu Song who was fighting, and said with a smile: "Zhang Hu, don't chop this old man with one knife, kill him with one knife, let these heroes see that it is because of them that this man suffered this misfortune."

    "Yes, sir."

    This was not the first time that Zhang Hu had beheaded someone alive. He was familiar with the road and held a dagger in his mouth. He mentioned the old man and walked over with a sneer.

    "You beast, God will not let you go. You will definitely receive retribution."

    The old man knew that it would be difficult to survive this time, but he was unwilling to endure the endless pain that was coming. He looked at his granddaughter and burst into tears: "My dear granddaughter, grandpa can't stay with you anymore."

    With a cruel heart, he gritted his teeth and bit his tongue to kill himself, and a wisp of blood flowed out of his mouth.

    "grandfather!"

    The girl who knelt down in the dust, her eyes were blank and shedding tears of blood. She really couldn't believe that her grandfather, who had been dependent on each other all the way and fled here together, thought that she would settle down in the capital, but she didn't expect that she would end up bleeding in another country.

    "Oh my god, you are wrong about the virtuous and foolish, what is heaven and what is earth? You do not distinguish between good and evil, what is earth? Why are the good ones oppressed, and why do the evil ones enjoy wealth and honor?"

    The girl raised her head and asked Tiantian without saying a word. She looked crazy and looked at the old man lying on the ground. He hit his head on the ground and his head was bleeding: "Grandpa, my granddaughter is here to find you. I really hope that I will never be a human again in the next life."

    "Sir, this old man bit his tongue and committed suicide." Zhang Hu said to Gui Wuyan with some fear.

    "Trash."

    Looking at the dead grandfather and grandson, Gui Wuyan felt very unhappy, and said in an indifferent tone: "You can't do any small things well, so what's the use of keeping you? I'll go to the house to receive the punishment later."

    "Thank you, sir."

    Zhang Hu knelt in front of the young man, and the young man looked towards the field. Wu Song waved his sword with vast and powerful energy. Every time he swung the sword, he carried an indomitable momentum.  (To be continued)
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