Song Yuan, who was leaning on crutches, came out of the door slowly under the people's bloodshot eyes. He was still wearing the Huafu representing the identity of the city Lord, with his chin slightly raised. His indifferent eyes swept past the people in front of the door. At this moment, Song Yuan's face had no affinity and cheerfulness of the past. His lofty posture was similar to the impression of "Song Yuan" The "city Lord" is different.

"Song Yuan! You're a wolf in the ass! You even collude with the demon clan to harm the people of the whole city! You don't deserve to be human! " As soon as the people saw the figure of Song Yuan, they immediately became boiling. They wanted to rush up and devour Song Yuan alive.

Song Yuan swept the angry people, but there was no expression on his face. His eyes crossed the people and looked at the monsoon smoke standing behind the people. Then, he raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and took back his eyes.

"You guys, why are you so angry? In the past 20 years of Song Yuan's reign in Pingcheng, you should all see it. Now it's just because the monsoon smoke has played some tricks, and everyone has overthrown their trust in me. This really chills me." Song Yuan sighed with disappointment.

However, at this moment, no matter what gorgeous lies Song Yuan made, they could not shake the people.

They may be stupid, but they are not. The soul of their relatives is so familiar. Everything overlaps with their memories. People don't believe that someone in the world can create such a real scam.

The souls that appear in Pingcheng are not a few, not dozens, but tens of thousands!

No matter how clever monsoon smoke is, it is absolutely impossible to imitate these tens of thousands of souls.

"Song Yuan, you really make me feel sick. We have been treating you as our most respected and trusted City Lord for so many years! That's how you repay us! What do you say now, we won't believe you! "

Song Yuan looks at the angry expression of all the people, the temperature of the bottom of his eyes is even colder, and a sneer of disdain comes from the corner of his mouth. These people won't believe any more of his words.

"Just don't believe it, but Even if everything is true, what can you do to me? "

Song Yuan's eyes swept over every ordinary people in front of him? Ha ha Did you forget who rescued you from the depths of the water? Who gave you a carefree life? If it wasn't for me, Pingcheng would have been razed to the ground by the demon clan, and those Who took you in from all the villages? Who will feed and clothe you and never live in fear again? "

"You live a comfortable life with the peace I have maintained, but now you have the face to scold me? Ha ha I'll tell you the truth, if I am guilty, then none of you will escape. Don't forget that all your good lives are based on the premise that your relatives are eaten by the demon clan. "

Song Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a touch of cruelty on the bottom of his eyes.

"You have lived in peace for more than 20 years in the blood of your relatives. What qualifications do you have to come to me for justice? You were very grateful to me at the beginning. Didn't you say that you would do anything as long as you could live a comfortable life? Yes? Don't remember now? "