Master jingque came downstairs with Cao Tai on his back, but as expected, the army led by Ding Ling was waiting for him.
The man who was dazed by him was also behind Ding Ling. Taoist Murong stares at master jingque fiercely, gasping in his nostrils. It seems that he wants to swallow master jingque alive, so as to solve his hatred of being confused.
Master jingque stood in front of the crowd, his body trembled, not because of fear, but because of the wound on his leg.
There is no chance, now he can't see any hope.
"Give me Cao Tai," said Ding Ling, standing in front of the man. "I will make your death less painful." This is the best promise she can make. She must kill the people who try to save Cao Tai in her hands.
Master jingque didn't answer Ding Ling's words. His eyes swept the crowd slowly. Is he still trying to get out?
He saw some familiar faces from the crowd, who used to be Cao Tai's men. Were they bribed by Ding Ling, or were they spies under Cao Tai's account from the beginning? Master jingque can't answer. If we want to compare their abilities as leaders, Cao Tai and Ding Ling are far from each other. So master jingque will not blame these traitors. If he can choose, he will also choose to join Ding Ling's command.
But master jingque has no choice. Nothing can change his camp except death. He never had any loyalty to Cao Tai. The object of his loyalty was his own promise, the promise he made to the abbot.
Master jingque's eyes swept the crowd, and finally stopped on Ding Ling.
If we say that he still has the last chance of survival, it is Ding Ling.
Rush up and hijack Ding Ding Ling before someone stops him. Only in this way can Cao Tai be saved. But can you do this without yourself? Master jingque was very suspicious.
But he had to do it because he had no choice.
"Be careful!" Taoist Qu standing beside Ding Ling saw through master jingque's intention. His hand reached into his arms. At the same time, other Taoists also reacted one after another.
Master jingque rushed to Dingling, and everyone's faces were surprised.
Many people here have heard of the name of jingque, which is famous for its speed. It is also said that his movements are more flexible than those of birds, and he can even fly in the air like birds. But now, it seems, it's just in vain.
Master jingque's action was so slow that everyone was surprised.
Without the painting sparrow, his legs were blasted, and he had already been unable to use that amazing speed.
"Don't do it." Ding Ling said aloud. She was afraid that other people would shoot or attack in order to protect themselves. If she accidentally killed Cao Tai behind master jingque, it would be a big deal.
Ding Ling decided to do it herself. She took out the silver desert eagle and aimed it at master jingque's knee.
"Bang!" Accurate, the bullet shot from the muzzle of the desert eagle, and then penetrated master jingque's knee.
"Good shot!" Taoist Qu clapped for Ding Ling. Hitting the knee of a running target is really something to applaud.
Other Taoists behind Taoist Qu also applauded for Ding Ling. Then there were the little boys, applause and cheers. The cruel encirclement seems to become an interesting hunting, and Ding Ling is the king surrounded by stars. Everyone drives the dying beasts to the king's range for the king to shoot for fun.
Ding Ling has a smile on her face. In essence, she is not only the king of all people, but also a beautiful girl, so her smile makes people relaxed and happy.
Ding Ling is also relaxed and happy. In the praise of the public, she tasted the taste of power. Now she seems to be able to understand why her father Ding long was desperate to climb up.
The only one who couldn't laugh was master jingque, who fell on his knees in pain. The leg of one leg was blown out, the knee of the other leg was shot through, and he couldn't support himself. Even standing is extravagant hope, now how can he escape from life?
Cao Tai was wrapped tightly with his cloth and carried behind him, so that he could spare one hand to fight. But does just one hand work?
Master jingque has to face thousands of troops.
He knelt down on the ground, with only one arm to support the ground, don't let behind Cao Tai fall to the ground. This is the last thing he can do.
"Go and kill him." Ding Ling said to the Murong Taoist behind him.
Taoist Murong had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He had long wanted to kill master jingque. With Ding Ling's permission, he immediately grinned and strode out of the crowd.
"He can only do bad things. Let me do it." Goatee has long been dissatisfied with Murong Taoist, who is a big man. Besides, this guy is so bloodthirsty that he can't even kill Cao Tai.
"You don't have to doubt people, but you don't have to doubt people." Ding Ling said with a smile, "Uncle Niu, please believe my judgment.""Yes." Goatee said no more. Ding Ling's trust was what moved him most.
Taoist Murong came to master jingque.
"To die." If there is no more words, Taoist Murong holds his fist in the palm of his hand and raises his arm high.
He is confident that he can smash master jingque's brain with one blow.
"Do it!" Ding Ling is commanding in the rear.
Taoist Murong waved his hand hard.
Master jingque raised his head. He suddenly laughed. Looking at the fist that Taoist Murong smashed, he laughed.
Life has finally come to an end. As expected by Taoist Murong, master jingque's skull was cracked by his fist, and the blood and brain were mixed together, turning into pink liquid and spilling all over the floor.
Master jingque died, and he couldn't take Cao Tai out of the building.
For Ding Ling, the appearance of master jingque is just a small episode. Cao Tai finally falls into his own hands. However, this may be a good thing for her. After the death of master jingque, Cao Tai's psychological defense line may collapse faster, and it will be easy to dig out any of his secrets at that time.
After killing master jingque, Taoist Murong stopped. He heard the conversation between goatee and Ding Ling, so he desperately suppressed the desire to continue killing in his heart. He didn't want to disappoint Ding Ling.
He grabs Cao Tai who is tied behind by master jingque. As long as he brings him to Ding Ling, he completes the task.
But his face changed when he took Cao Tai and broke the cloth tied to him. Taoist Murong threw the man on the ground. It was a dead man.
Ding Ling, Qu daoren and others also came over, and then their faces changed color.
Master jingque is not Cao Tai, but a long dead man.
This man is Cao Tai's confidant and is being held next door to Cao Tai.