Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 767
The groom suddenly appeared in the north of the city, which Brother Xing never expected.

He thought the groom just asked him to follow Xu Zhiqiong, which was the most common task.

But what he didn't expect was that the groom didn't trust Brother Xing for a long time. He not only let Brother Xing follow Xu Zhiqiong, but also left a mark on Brother Xing. He could control Xu Zhiqiong's position at any time, and he could also control Xu Zhiqiong. status.

Originally, he only needed to report Xu Zhiqiong's situation to Gongsun Wen, but when he saw Yuan Chengfeng was dead, he immediately sent a letter to Gongsun Wen.

But when he saw that Xu Zhiqiong's power of imagery was exhausted, even walking became a problem, the groom had another idea, he wanted to make a big contribution.

When he came near Xu Zhiqiong, the groom was overjoyed. Not only could Xu Zhiqiong be unable to walk, he had already fallen into a coma.

He was about to step forward to take Xu Zhiqiong's life, when he saw Brother Xing raised his sword at him, the groom smiled.

He knew that Brother Xing was likely to betray the water, and he also knew what strength Brother Xing was.

"Little beggar, hurry back and go back to Yuyao Palace. From tonight onwards, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Brother Xing held up the sharp blade and didn't take a step back.

The groom lowered his face and said, "You beggar, don't you know who you are?"

A strong sense of inferiority struck, Brother Xing unconsciously lowered his head, and the joints on his body also began to sag.

This was the first time that the groom used techniques on Brother Xing. Brother Xing didn't know what kind of sect he was, and he couldn't tell what kind of technique it was. He just felt that his body couldn't move.

"Go away!" the groom ordered.

Brother Xing had an urge to walk away as soon as possible, but his feet never moved.

The groom was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that Brother Xing could not resist his ritual skills.

Brother Xing's joints creaked from being twisted, but he never moved a step.

"Why are you deaf?" The groom stepped forward and punched Brother Xing.

Brother Xing staggered and almost fell down. When he stood up, he was still standing in front of Xu Zhiqiong.

The groom turned around and punched Brother Xing again. Brother Xing's face was covered in blood, and he held up the sharp blade to slash back, but his joints were stiff and the strike was too slow, so the groom easily dodged it.

The groom raised his foot and kicked Brother Xing in the face. Brother Xing closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and carried it, but refused to leave.

Only one sentence echoed in his mind: "I protect you, and you protect me, we are brothers."

Lord Denglang has been protecting me.

Today it's my turn to protect Lord Deng.

Even if I am beaten to death here, I will not leave!

The groom didn't kill Brother Xing, because he thought Brother Xing was still useful.

Yuan Chengfeng is dead, Gongsun Wen will be back soon, keep Brother Xing, he can help the lord to pave the road more flat.

But Brother Xing dared to fight him desperately, so he couldn't be kept anymore.

The groom raised his dagger and stabbed Brother Xing in the neck.

Brother Xing parried with the scorpion blade, but his arm was scratched, and the scorpion blade fell to the ground.

The groom raised his knife and stabbed again. Brother Xing wrestled with him desperately. He was stabbed in the left shoulder, in the leg, and again in the back.

He carried it desperately, holding the groom's waist tightly with a pair of small hands.

I protect you, and you protect me, we are brothers.

Lord Denglang, I will protect you!
I protect you!
The groom gritted his teeth, this little beggar is really difficult to deal with, he gave up the skill of following the etiquette, the groom is not as strong as him, but with the skill of following the etiquette, the groom still has no strength to kill him.

After wrestling for a while, Brother Xing was seriously injured, and the groom got a chance: "Smelly beggar, who gave you the cultivation base? You bastard with no conscience! If you die, you will have to go to hell to suffer!"

The groom stabbed Brother Xing in the back of the head with a knife. The knife was in the air, but Xu Zhiqiong grabbed his wrist.

The groom was so frightened that he thought Xu Zhiqiong had passed out.

Xu Zhiqiong did pass out just now, but his power of imagery was not completely exhausted, and his perception was still there. Brother Xing fought desperately to wake him up.

Thanks to Brother Xing being here, otherwise Xu Zhiqiong would have capsized in the groom's gutter.

"Go to the underworld to suffer, do you have the final say?" Xu Zhiqiong flipped his wrist, and the groom's wrist bone was broken.

"Lord Hou, Lord Hou!" The groom cried, "I was confused for a while, please spare my life, and I will tell you everything I know, Lord Hou, please spare me..."

Click!

Xu Zhiqiong flipped his wrist again, breaking the groom's forearm: "What did you put on Brother Xing?"

"I have nothing..."

"Why don't you tell the truth!" Xu Zhiqiong stepped on the groom's back and completely broke his right arm.

The groom cried, "I said, Lord Hou, I said, I put a hundred-mile eye on him, within a hundred miles, I can see where he is going."

"What is Bailimu?"

The groom said to Brother Xing: "Where's the jade token I gave you?"

Last month, because Brother Xing hadn't sent a letter to the groom for a long time, the groom gave Brother Xing a jade medal, saying that it was a token from the lord.

Brother Xing always carried the jade tablet with him, but he didn't expect it to be a magic weapon called Bailimu.

Xu Zhiqiong took the jade tablet, looked at it, and asked, "How do you use this thing?"

"Use it together with the thyme!" The groom escaped from his arms with a palm-sized bronze mirror. "Inject some energy into the mirror, and when the flowers on the mirror light up, you can use the thyme to see things."

What a magic weapon, Gongsun Wen really paid for it.

"What method did you use to hide your cultivation?" Xu Zhiqiong never saw the groom's cultivation.

"Square Kong Talisman!" The groom took out a copper coin from his waist and handed it to Xu Zhiqiong.

There was no difference between this copper coin and ordinary coins, but when the coin left the groom's body, Xu Zhiqiong looked at it with the Eye of Sin, and the groom's cultivation was revealed.

Eighth grade, he only has eighth grade cultivation base.

Xu Zhiqiong felt more at ease.

It seemed that Xu Zhiqiong could easily crush the groom, but in fact Xu Zhiqiong was struggling.

Thanks to the fact that the groom is an eighth-rank Confucianist, if his cultivation level is higher, or if he is an eighth-rank assassin, Xu Zhiqiong may not be able to beat him in his current situation.

Xu Zhiqiong asked, "Have you delivered a letter to Gongsun Wen?"

"Send it, I told him that Yuan Chengfeng is dead and Lord Hou was also seriously injured." The groom replied truthfully.

Xu Zhiqiong said: "You thought I was injured, so you came to take my life?"

The groom cried: "Master Hou, I really know I was wrong. I still know a lot of things. If you spare my life, I will tell you everything."

"Don't worry," Xu Zhiqiong smiled gently, "We'll wait until you die."

Xu Zhiqiong held down the groom and glanced at Brother Xing.

Brother Xing raised his sharp blade and stepped forward to chop off the groom's head.

With this knife cut, a thousand catties of burden was unloaded from his shoulders. Brother Xing sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Taking off the groom's crimes, Xu Zhiqiong collapsed on the ground at more than six inches and five cents, and this time he really couldn't move.

Just now, Xu Zhiqiong has been recovering the power of imagery. After falling into a coma, he just saved up a star and a half, and the fight with the groom completely exhausted it.

Brother Xing was covered in blood and supported Xu Zhiqiong.

Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's pale face and twitching all over, Brother Xing hurriedly asked, "Master Denglang, what's wrong with you?"

The power of imagery is exhausted, completely exhausted.

This is the most dangerous situation, and Wu Xu almost died because of it.

Wu Xu, Qianhu, how did he survive...

Xu Zhiqiong's consciousness was a little fuzzy.

"Hot food, hot food, a mouthful of fireworks..." Xu Zhiqiong murmured.

Brother Xing looked puzzled: "What hot food?"

Xu Zhiqiong tremblingly said: "Here, give me something to eat..."

food!

Brother Xing rummaged all over his body, but he didn't even have a piece of dry food.

Xu Zhiqiong didn't have anything to eat either.

Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's twitching, Brother Xing let him lean against the wall and reached out to the door on the street.

"Brother and sister-in-law, I beg you, give me a stutter!"

"Brother and sister-in-law, I beg you, give me something to eat! I don't eat it myself, I will give it to Lord Deng. I have money, and if I give the money, I just need a mouthful. It is for life-saving, I beg you!"

The carpenter squatting by the bed looked at his daughter-in-law and cried, "Well, what can I do..."

The daughter-in-law also cried: "Don't worry about it, we can't control it. They are Xuan people, so we can't have anything to do with them. The Jinxiu pen official must be watching. If he finds out, he will definitely not let us go."

Brother Xing yelled for a while, but no one responded. He dragged his injured leg, limped to the door of the next room, and slapped his little hands desperately: "Uncle, give me a stutter, uncle! Please give me a stutter! money!"

In the house, the young man looked at the old man: "Father, how about..."

The old man lowered his head, smacked his lips, and remained silent.

Brother Xing went to the next one: "Ma'am, I beg you for stuttering!"

"Eldest sister, if you stutter, just take one bite, I beg you!"

……

Brother Xing limped on one leg and asked for half a street, but he didn't want a bite of food.

He returned to Xu Zhiqiong and found that Xu Zhiqiong was dying.

This is how to do?
He tried his best to knock on the door, but couldn't open it.

He also fought all night, and was seriously injured, unable to exert his strength.

"Master Deng Lang, I'm just useless," Brother Xing cried, "I'm just a beggar, I don't even come for a bite of food."

He knelt down in front of the carpenter's door and cried, "Brother, give me a bite to eat, and I'll take a bite to eat. I'll give you all the money I have on my body, and I'll just take a bite to eat. I beg you, I'll give you a bite." You kowtow! I kowtow to you!"

boom!boom!
Brother Xing knelt in front of the door and kowtowed.

Bang!

The door opened.

The carpenter came out viciously, picked up Brother Xing, and pushed him to the ground: "What are you howling here? You stinky beggar, go away and howl!"

Bang!

The carpenter closed the gate.

Brother Xing fell hard.

He struggled for a while, got up from the ground, and wanted to kowtow at the door again, when he suddenly found something in his arms.

It's a lotus leaf bag.

Open the lotus leaf bag, there are steamed buns inside, two steamed buns.

The carpenter leaned against the door panel, wiping his tears.

The daughter-in-law hugged the two children and cried, "We only have two steamed buns left. What can we eat tomorrow?"

"There is a way," the carpenter said, wiping away tears, "always, there is a way..."

A window was pushed open, and the old man poked his head out and shouted, "Get out! Get away! You should be killed! You should be killed!"

Two boiled eggs flew from the window and hit Brother Xing.

The old man closed the window, leaned against the window root, and took a deep breath: "Hero, benefactor, alive..."

An old woman walked out of the room with a wooden bucket in her arms, and put it on the door with a bang: "Smelly beggar, if you dare to come here again, I will pour it on you!"

It's a small half bucket of porridge.

"See if I don't kill you, I kill you Xuan people!" A pancake was thrown from the opposite window.

Someone threw out two cakes.

Someone threw two pickles at home.

A woman took out a wooden bowl, half of which was mush.

The child asked the woman, "Mother, will the judge of Xuan Kingdom come back to life after eating the paste?"

"Yes," the woman hugged the child tightly, "I can come back to life."

Brother Xing broke up the steamed buns, mixed them with rice soup and paste, and stuffed them into Xu Zhiqiong's mouth piece by piece.

The steamed buns are cold, the rice soup is cold, and the mush is also cold, but after all, they are fireworks on earth.

Fireworks in the world are warm.

After taking a few bites, Xu Zhiqiong stood up.

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(End of this chapter)