The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

The three figures finally approached. It turned out that two people were holding one person. When everyone saw the face of the detained person, they showed an incredible look. ?八一中文网???W(一)W(一)W(一). ?8?1 (eight) Z?W?. ?C?OM

The white-browed man also saw this person, and his face was as gray as he was, his mouth widened, and he was terrified to the extreme.

"Desperate!" The crowd exclaimed.

The person who was being held was actually the son of the white-browed man--death, isn’t it the so-called evidence of Tang Yan?

The white-browed Taoist vowed to say that Tang Yan could not find his life, but he did not expect to be beaten in the blink of an eye.

Tang Yan’s mouth floated with a smile, and the two men voted for the awards. The two men were Ye Hao and the fog.

Tang Hao had long wanted to deal with the white-browed Taoist people, but he knew that the status of the white-browed Taoist was not ordinary, and he had to rely on the evidence to incite him.

The only evidence is to give up.

He sent Ye Hao and the fog, regardless of danger, and stayed on the outskirts of the wilderness, waiting for the rabbits, because they believed in the battle of the desperate valley, and the king of the king would return, and certainly would not let his life be better.

The life will surely escape to the wild land without stopping, then take the opportunity to seize him, does this have any ready-made evidence?

Tang Hao expects things like God, Ye Hao and the foggy fruit are really waiting for their lives in the must-have area outside the wilderness. After a hard fight, how can they be the opponents of the two, only the end of the beggar.

Tang Yan’s heart was determined, and he stared at the white-browed man aggressively and asked: “White-browed man, don’t you say that I have no evidence? Now the evidence is standing in front of you. What else do you say?”

The white-browed man clenched his teeth and said nothing. He could not find a suitable excuse.

Others looked at the white-browed people in the same way. Under the eyes of the public, the face of the white-browed man changed again and again. He hated and gave up his life. The taste of being beaten by his son was really uncomfortable.

Someone in the right way was very angry and asked: "White-browed man, do you have anything to say?"

"Yes, hurry up and say, what is going on?"

The white-browed man has racked his brains and has nothing to do.

Tang Hao knows that Bai Mei Dao has not really conceded defeat, but also wants to make a dying struggle. So he went to the front of his life and said, "White-browed people, you don't speak, then let's hear what your son said."

Ye Hao nodded to Tang Yan, shoved his life and urged him: "Speak out what you have done, let everyone know your despicable behavior."

The lips trembled a little, and looked at the white-browed man with horror. It seemed very scary, and he quickly hanged his head and did not dare to look at it.

In the eyes of the public, he finally spoke up and said slowly: "I took the life of my father and ventilated to the king of heaven to let them attack the desperate valley."

Concise, but like a sharp arrow inserted into the heart of the white-browed people.

The white-browed man was stunned, and he never thought that he would be betrayed by his son, and he gave all the insider a clean and sour life.

"Reverse!" The white-browed man was angered and accumulated in his chest, and he shouted like a thunder.

Desperately bent down, as if to go down to the dust, not dare to face his father.

He said quietly in his heart: "Father, don't blame me, if I don't tell the truth, then I will die."

Ye Hao warned him earlier that he would die if he did not reveal the truth.

Before I gave up my life, I didn’t know how to be tall and thick. I still had the idea of ​​fighting with Tang Yan, but since I witnessed the Battle of the Desperate Valley, this thought has vanished.

He no longer dared to have this thought, because Tang Yan was too strong and powerful to make his heart as gray. He understood that even with his father, he had absolutely no hope of victory.

Simply a little bachelor, directly reveal the truth, admit everything, and then change one's life.

He also knew that this would cause a fatal blow to his father, but in order to survive, he could not care so much.

It’s a cruel reality.

The white-browed man hated his life with hatred. He still didn't understand his plans. He screamed at the "anti-subject", but everything was useless.

Everyone sighed in the heart, and the white-browed man took the means, but did not expect to have such a disappointing son.

This is the end of the white-browed Taoist people, many people have a feeling of euphoria.

"White-browed man, you finally have nothing to say now? You are the right way leader, commanding so many righteous ways, I did not expect you to collude with the king, and ventilate him, you are the real traitor!" Some people sighed with impatience.

"Yes, your biggest traitor has been hidden for so long. Today, you are finally exposed to everyone's eyes, and you will be punished and punished."

"The lord becomes a traitor and should be guilty of sin, what should he sin?"

"capital offense!"

One sing and one, the right path that has been inundated with anger has convicted the white-browed man. The word of death is out, and the white-browed man is not surprised.

Because, he has already known that once his viciousness is exposed, it must be a death sin. There is no second possibility at all.

Just like this, he will always be sophistry, not seeing the coffin without tears.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes murdered, the breath of death spread from him, only to listen to his teeth, hysterically said: "I am the righteous leader, what qualifications do you have to sentence me to death, only I am guilty of human crimes, No one can punish my crimes. You stand on the side of Don Juan and intend to kill me, then I will kill you first!"

As soon as the voice fell, the strong murderousness filled the air and shrouded the few recent righteous people. The strength of these people was the opponent of the white-browed man, and immediately bleeds and falls to the ground.

Others were furious: "The white-browed man, when he died, he dared to be so cruel and killed him!"

"kill him!"

The crowd was indignant, and the shouts shouted like a tide, and the momentum was huge.

The white-browed man also screamed: "Kill!"

Those few instigated, quickly culled the right path to the surrounding, many of them were the sects of their lifetime.

A few of the right ways did not respond at all, and they suffered a fatal blow and died on the spot.

Everyone was shocked and exclaimed: "White-browed people, you are too mean, and ordered them to kill each other."

The white-browed people not only smelt these people into jealousy, but also let them kill their former counterparts, which is even more despicable than smelting.

The white-browed man snorted and said: "You have betrayed the lord. It is not the right way. What is wrong with killing you?"

"He has been enchanted. Everyone is not kind and soft, and the thief is at hand, revenge for the dead door!" everyone shouted.

"Hands this thief!"

The shouts of indignation filled the clouds.