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After Jimo Tianzhu left, Mei Er couldn’t stand the fear in her heart and cried: "Grandpa, I am afraid..."
"Hey."
Ling Lao sighed, and distressedly put Meier's little body into his arms: "Mei, grandpa is sorry for you, the Lord is the hope of our entire monk, so even if you brave to drag you The danger of launching water, I must also save him from going out. If there is no young master, it may not be long before the monks will be destroyed in the hands of the Jimo family..."
Meier raised her pink face and bit her lip. The little body was still shaking: "The younger brother can't die, so Meier doesn't blame Grandpa."
"Mei."
Ling Lao’s heart suddenly stopped, and the loyalty and filial piety could not be both. In order to save the safety of the Lord, he could give up only the relatives...
A drop of old tears fell from his eyes and dripped on Mei's little head.
Meier raised her head and gently wiped away Ling Lao’s tears. She said: "Grandpa does not cry, Meier promises not to be afraid, and the younger brother will avenge Meier..."
"Mei, Grandpa also believes in the Lord, he will certainly avenge us..."
For a time, the atmosphere in the entire cell was dignified.
On that day, they chose to pay all and save the lesser, and they already have this kind of consciousness today, so their minds have already been prepared...
There is no regrets!
......
The next day.
Above the square, people are full of trouble.
Basically, all the dignitaries of the monks have come, and there are countless people who come to see the opera...
Under the escorting of a group of guards, everyone was pushed into the execution ground, with the choice of dying...
Jimo Tianzhu looked coldly at the **** of Ling Lao, with a sneer in his eyes.
I didn't expect this old guy's temper to be so stubborn. Ning died not to say the whereabouts of Iss. If so, leaving this old guy is useless, let him go to **** to report.
"Ling old, what do you have to say?"
Jimo Scorpio sneered, looking at Ling Lao with a blank expression.
Ling Lao’s expression is indifferent, and his voice is cold and cold: “Jimo Jimo, you Jimo family, one day will pay for what you have done, and the Lord will avenge us!”
"Ha ha ha!"
Jimo Scorpio sneered two times, for a long time, only to converge on the laughter, sneer: "Ling old, at this time you still want to defend? Even the young master was moved out, if it is your betrayal, Iraq How can the family be destroyed? How can the Lord die? All this is your fault! Today, I will solve you in the presence of everyone! Revenge for those who sacrificed the Lord and the Iraqi family!"
Ling old body stunned, gently closed his eyes, no longer look at Jimo Scorpio.
"However, Ling Lao, who do you want me to start with? Or, start with a woman!"
Jimo Scorpio waved his hand and his eyes were poisonous.
After getting the order, the warrior holding the sword went to the woman next to the side. The woman's body shook slightly. Before she could talk, the sword in the samurai's hand was not in her body.
Hey!
When the sword was pulled out, a blood spurted out and dyed the entire ground...
"mother!"
Above the square, there was a cry of heartbreaking, but more of it was anger: "You **** have killed my mother, you must not die! I will not let you go even if I am a ghost." Ah, ah!"