"Master, even if you hate me and scold me, I will still do it. Everyone has his own opinions and blames you for choosing the wrong road."

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The ghost hand doctor gave a wry smile. As the body’s virulence quickly attacked the body’s function and subsided, it was already the limit of the body to kill three good players. At this moment, it was not enough to kill people and raise their arms.
The dagger plunged into the heart of my brother, and the whole person knelt in front of the ghost doctor. At this moment, the ghost doctor didn’t shy away from raising his arm and gently stroking his brother’s shoulder. "Today is your day. Take care of yourself."
"master"
Even if the ghost doctor fell dead after being hit hard, he would be determined to hold back his tears at this moment when he saw his closest relatives leave.
"Well done, remember that those who achieve great things will follow Wang by hook or by crook. You can get everything you want."
"Thank Lord"
The king of Jin laughed and got rid of a ghost doctor to get a more loyal dog. This chess game finally earned a wave of his hand, and his entourage quickly "disposed of the body".
"it’s your majesty."
"Don’t touch the body."
It’s still too late for the ghost Wang Di to wake up. Two followers’ arms have just touched the body, and their fingers turn black quickly, but they have reached their wrists in an instant.
Screaming and screaming, the remaining few people showed horror and stepped aside. Who would have thought that the body could still kill people?
The ghost hand doctor got up. "This is the master’s good possession poison. Once it is touched, you will die." With that, the whining in your ear weakened with a sigh.
Chapter three hundred and sixty-nine Friendship
In the wilderness, one of the few people was a ghost hand doctor, and six bodies were lying down. King Jin nodded, "Very well, indeed, the ghost king is sensible, and you know that a generation can’t learn, but you have learned."
"Your report praises your humble position so much that you should do your best to serve your report."
"I’ll leave the good body to you to deal with. Wang Xianxian returned to Beijing."
"send your majesty"
With the burial of Zhu Biao in Beijing, the chaos has come to an end temporarily. Everyone tacitly deals with politics every day, and still secretly guesses that the throne will eventually be inherited by others.
On the way to the capital, two figures galloped forward, and one person was injured, holding a machete with blood on his face, and the horseshoe came quickly from the rear.
"Brother goes first, brother breaks back."
"No, I must send the blood of impeaching these corrupt officials to Beijing." The man said and quickly took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into the hands of the Han people beside him.
"Big Brother"
"Let’s go. If there’s an afterlife, we’ll be brothers."
The horseshoe approached a furious drink, and the man was covered in blood, holding a machete to block the way. At this moment, the momentum made the speed of chasing those people on horseback slow down
In the left and right points of the war horse, one person flashed a ghost-headed broadsword. "Meng Li always respects that you are a tough guy and wants to give you something to have a good time."
"Bullshit, even if you fight for this life, you have to ask millions of victims for a statement."
"The hard way is the hard way." Mahan shook his hand, and the ghost broadsword personally array all the way to kill many brothers. This person is not weak and dare not careless. The ghost knife shook and cut to the man’s neck.
Ding hit a weapon, and the centaur rushed out quickly with the speed of the horse. Then look at the man’s figure, and he went backwards a few steps. He was injured and his physical strength was exhausted. Even so, he still refused to give up.
"Come again"
"You want to die yourself."
People with ghost knives look at the things left by the two people in front. One thing must have been taken away by another person. The whole person stayed. When the ghost knives flashed, the rest of them rushed out.
On both sides of the enemy, the man is not afraid of a knife and shakes his body with the other weapon. He should seize the opportunity and immediately kill three people in an instant, with seven more scars.
The whole person kept panting, and the blood kept flowing down his arm. At this moment, his vision was blurred, and his body was unable to keep a standing knife against it.
"No one can pass."
Horseshoe again close to raise your arm with the whole body to fall to the ghost Dao directly hit the key this moment has lost the ability to dodge.
"Be sure to go to Beijing"
The horseshoe is far away, and one person is hiding in the dark. Just now, people have escaped. At this moment, they have spared a turn, but the horse has been running for more than ten days without rest. If you run like this, you will be exhausted even if you are not chased and hacked to death by the people behind you.
"Eldest brother, your blood won’t flow in vain. Those greedy officials, corrupt officials and collectors will definitely get what they deserve." The man firmly grasped the bloody cloth in his hand. The noodles are composed of the blood of the people and the corruption of several government officials in Zhenjiang. The people have worked hard to save food for a year, which is not enough for the government to collect enough miscellaneous taxes to sell fertile land houses. Some people sell children and sell women.
The horseshoe is far away, and the man’s figure quickly moves forward along the rugged mountain, and she can’t consider the thorns to cut her clothes into the flesh, with the great trust of the people and the hatred of her relatives.
"no"
"no"
A few fast horses approached the man with a ghost knife and looked solemn and chased him out for two hours, not to mention that he didn’t even have a ghost.
"Mom even chased the wrong direction. If you go this way, you must kill the man before he enters the capital, or you will die."
"yes"
Everyone turned their horses around, abandoned the path and went straight to the road. It’s three days’ journey from Beijing, and we can get there all the way in one day. We must not go wrong.
"Have you seen this man?"
"no"
"Have you seen it?"
"no"
"roll"
A few people in a small town are armed with machetes and murderous faces, holding a portrait in their hands. The man in the portrait is almost the same as the man who fled that day. It is the pursuit that has come all the way. Those people are half a day’s journey from Beijing, and there is a canyon in the mountains on both sides. This is also the only way to enter the capital.
"Eldest brother, it’s been three days and I haven’t seen anyone. Will he have entered the capital?"
"I don’t think two legs can run faster than a horse and wait."
"Do you want to send someone back to inform adults that there is a response before an accident?"
"It’s better that even if that little boy wants to hand it over to the capital, it’s harder than going to heaven. Don’t forget that the capital is full of us."
"You guys come with me."
A few people flew back to deliver letters, and a figure turned around and was tattered and stinking. A pair of eyes hid in the corner from time to time and aimed at the left side, where it was the only way to enter and leave the canyon. At this time, it was blocked by more than a dozen strong men with sharp swords.
Horseshoe came to the man and looked up. This time, the direction of horseshoe came from the depths of the canyon. Three horses, two men and one woman appeared instantly and were stopped by all armed with broadswords.