The devil kills the god

001 Annihilation

How wide the Yunhe Continent is, it is said that even the immortals have not touched it.

Beihong City is not a small city in the north, with millions of people living in it, but even so, it is as small as the sands of the Ganges River on the Yunhe Continent.

"Tianshuiju", which means that water comes from the sky, is called a teahouse, and it is also elegant.

Ordinary people, in their spare time, like to take a rest in this 'Tianshuiju', tasting tea, chatting, enjoying music and flowers, which is very pleasant.

However, in front of today's 'Tianshui Residence', a group of soldiers surrounded them, each with raised eyebrows, menacing, and the weapons in their hands gleamed coldly.

The onlookers dared not go forward, so they had to stand and whisper.

"Gentlemen, what... what is this for?" Tianshuiju shopkeeper was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a fat build. He was sweating and asked nervously in front of the door.

"Stop talking nonsense, we are ordered to capture the murderer in Yanliu Lane yesterday and bring him to justice. If anyone dares to stop him, he will be punished as an accomplice!" The leader officer stared and shouted sharply.

"Guard, how dare I harbor murderers in this small shop of mine? Are you all mistaken?" The shopkeeper's heart tightened, and he said repeatedly.

"There are all witnesses and material evidence, don't quibble, brothers, arrest people!" The officer gave an order, and all the soldiers broke into the door.

The Yanliuxiang case caused a storm in the peaceful Beihong City.

Overnight, 37 members of the Hua family in Yanliu Lane were killed. The perpetrators were cruel and outrageous.

But all the females of the Hua family were raped to death, and none of the males had a whole body, and all their limbs were amputated!

"You should know how to do it!" A young man in luxurious clothes said lightly in the underground secret room of Tianshuiju.

In front of him, there was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old standing bent over. This young man was dressed as a servant, and he said timidly: "Young master, I..."

"Xiao Fan, you have to think about it. My Yan family treats you well. If you do the right thing this time, I will guarantee that your family will be safe. Otherwise...you must know what I do!"

The luxuriously dressed young man opened the folding fan, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"I...I know!" Xiao Fan bit his lower lip, nodded with difficulty, and changed into the same set of clothes as the young master.

"He who understands the current affairs is a hero! You can rest assured that the people in your family will be treated well by the young master!" Seeing this, the young master became proud.

The murder case in Yanliu Lane was solved.

The assailant, Yan Hong, the son of Yan Dong, the shopkeeper of 'Tian Shui Ju', has been put in prison.

Yan Hong has been studying abroad all year round. After returning home, he spied on the beauty of Miss Hua's family. He boasted that he was extremely skilled. He committed a crime three days ago after drinking. He has now confessed!It is scheduled to be cut at noon tomorrow!

In the underground secret room of 'Tian Shui Ju', the shopkeeper Yan Dong said to the young master Yan Hong in panic, "Xiao Hong, how could you cause such a disaster?"

"It doesn't matter. Fortunately, I haven't been in Beihong City all year round. The people who witnessed it only know me roughly. Xiao Fan will replace me. Naturally, there will be no worries!" Yan Hong said proudly.

"Poor Xiao Fan, he has been by your side since he was a child, and he lost his head for you this time, so he must make up for his family!" Yan Dong sighed.

"Compensation? Hmph, of course... Only those who can't speak are the most credible, and I will let his family go down to accompany him!" Yan Hong's eyes flickered fiercely.

"This... that's not okay, he died for you anyway, how can he implicate his family?" Yan Dong quickly retorted.

"It's just a slave. It's his good fortune to die for the master. If anyone finds out about this matter and finds out about his family, it will definitely be bad for me. Cut the weeds and get rid of the roots, father. The benevolence of women is not to be desired!" Yan Dong waved He made a move: "As soon as this matter is over, I will go back to my master, and I may be sent to the fairy mountain to learn art with immortals. How can such a future be voided?"

"Fairy Mountain? Learning art from immortals? Good, good! I didn't expect that my Yan family would also produce a fairy. It's great, my ancestors bless you! Compared with such a big thing, the death of a few poor ghosts is really insignificant." It's worth mentioning!" Hearing this, Yan Dong's worries disappeared, and he praised him vigorously.

In the dungeon, there is no sunlight, it is damp and dark, cockroaches and mice are everywhere, and the stench is incomparable.

The cell door opened, and two guards threw Xiao Fan, who was covered in blood and blood, into the cell.

In order to prevent him from causing trouble, the tendons in his hands and feet were cut off, and he was subjected to various punishments, only half of his life remained.

Two slender iron hooks passed through the lute bone of his shoulder, and blood continued to ooze from the wound.

At this moment, Xiao Fan's eyes were empty, his whole body was tortured by the pain and he lost consciousness, it seemed that he could only wait for death.

"Damn it, kid, you're so ruthless! You can handle the case of the Hua family in Yanliu Lane, it's like a beast!" Seeing Xiao Fan being thrown into the cell, a group of vicious death row inmates surrounded him .

Scapegoat, Xiao Fan had nothing to say, and he closed his eyes facing the questioning of these prisoners.

"Oh? How dare you despise us like this?" The prisoners rushed forward when they saw this, fisting and kicking, and fell like a torrential rain.

Xiao Fan could only endure it, he only hoped to execute it as soon as possible so that he could be freed earlier.

He was poor since he was a child, so he had no choice but to enter Yan's family as a servant, serving Yan Dong's horses and horses, obeying orders, and finally ended up like this.

This is your life!

"That's enough, stop it!" Just as the prisoners were beating Xiao Fan, a rough and low voice sounded from the corner of the prison.

All the prisoners seemed to be very afraid of the sound, and scattered in all directions.

From the corner, a big man with a height of eight feet stepped out.

There is a long scar between the eyebrows of this big man, ferocious like a poisonous insect, his temples are bulging high, and his muscles are like rocks.

On its shoulders, there are also two iron hooks passing through the lute bone, which have grown together with the body.

"Boy, can't you die?" The big man walked up to Xiao Fan, knelt down and asked.

"Hmm..." Xiao Fan couldn't keep silent, so he nodded reluctantly.

The big man didn't speak anymore, he stared at Xiao Fan for a while, then shook his head and said: "You are not a murderer."

Xiao Fan was shocked.

"You don't have the slightest glint in your eyes. Although your tendons in your hands and hamstrings have been severed, your meridians are weak. You are not a martial artist, and the calluses on your hands are not caused by swords. You look like a servant!" The big man continued.

"This...you can see it?" Xiao Fan couldn't help but speak.

"I have been in the rivers and lakes for 20 years, robbing the rich and helping the poor, and killing countless people. People like you can tell the clues at a glance, so it's not surprising!" The big man smiled slightly and waved his hands.

"So you are Huo Qing, the Cloud Breaker!" Xiao Fan immediately remembered that he had heard stories about Huo Qing since he was a child, and it was rumored that he was arrested and imprisoned today, but he didn't expect it to be here.

"That's right, it's me!" The big man nodded, glanced at the prisoners around him and said in a low voice, "Innocent people are punished, and criminals go free. This is what I should do!"

"It's a pity that we are all going to be guillotined!" Xiao Fan smiled wryly.

"You'll know then!" Huo Qing smiled mysteriously, said something Xiao Fan couldn't understand, and then went back to the corner and sat alone.

At noon the next day, at the execution ground in Beihong City, Xiao Fan, who was staggering, was taken to the guillotine together with other death row prisoners.

There were a large crowd of onlookers, all filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes were full of anger.

Especially for Xiao Fan, the yelling was even stronger, the murder in Yanliu Lane made the people extremely angry, and they wished to punish the murderer personally, eat his flesh and strip his bones.

This is also reasonable, the Hua family whose family was exterminated is a rare charity family in Beihong City, and it is loved by the people. Who would not be angry if they end up with such a field?

"Hmph, boy, I only have one life. Let me ask you, are you really willing?" Huo Qing who was beside him suddenly asked when the guillotine was added to his head.

"What can I do if I'm not reconciled? The matter has come to this point, and there is no way to recover from it. I can only blame my life for suffering!" Xiao Fan replied helplessly.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll give you a chance to seek justice!" Huo Qing said with a smile.

Xiao Fan was a little speechless, he was already placed on the beheading platform, where did Huo Qing come from so confident?Could it be the robbery field?

But Xiao Fan was wrong.

"At three quarters noon, execution!"

Following the whistling sound, a dozen executioners in red took a gulp from the jug beside them, and sprayed the wine on the long knife in their hands.

This time, the luster of the long knife was even colder, and it was shockingly bright.

With the knife in hand, more than a dozen heads rolled to the ground, and blood spattered, staining the entire practice field red.

Xiao Fan's head was also impressively in it, and after rolling a few times, he died unwillingly, his eyes full of unwillingness.

However, there was a weird smile on Huo Qing's head, as if there was a gleam of luster in his eyes!

When the onlookers were feeling overjoyed, Yan Hong, who had been watching in the crowd, pulled down his bamboo hat, turned and left.

At night, the noisy Beihong City gradually quieted down.

In the cemetery in the western suburbs, more than a dozen newly added corpses were thrown messily into a big pit without even filling it with soil.

These corpses were already cold and stiff, and they were destined to rot and rot here, and no one cared about them.

A few crows hovered in mid-air, their chirping sounds like a mourning song, which was full of desolation.

Just as the last ray of light from the sun dissipated, a man wrapped in a black robe floated down from the air like a ghost, and slid forward strangely against the ground.

"So it's a newly dead prisoner? No wonder I smell fresh blood!" The face under the black robe couldn't be seen clearly at all, but the voice was very gloomy, as if it didn't belong to this world.

But seeing a withered hand that looked like a skeleton, slowly stretched out from the black robe, towards a point in the big pit, a pale green light burst out from the fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, the three corpses and their heads floated up slowly, and floated in front of the man in black.

"Very good, very good! It's only been three hours since I died, just right!"

The black-robed man waved his sleeves, and the three corpses disappeared immediately. When he stretched out his hand again, two green lights suddenly flashed from the distant sky!

"Huh? Cultivator?" The black-robed man paused for a moment, then floated three feet backwards, merged into the darkness and disappeared completely.