Chapter 884

Orderly arrangement, wind Yi ink out a piece of paper, a pen, "write! Write down all your crimes With human evidence and material evidence, you need a confession written by the Lord himself. After all, the Lord has a good reputation in Tongda city.

Wuchengzhu's face is as pale as death. He knows that everything is over, and his image of painstaking management is destroyed. Therefore, he hates fengyimo. He is a damned human. Otherwise, he will continue to be his good Chengzhu and be loved by all the people.

"Let me write it, but I hope you can spare my life The Lord of Urumqi still wants to make a final struggle.

"You want to live after killing so many people? I can promise you to give you a decent way to die, otherwise, you will want to die Wind B ink tone cold.

Wu Chengzhu had a cold war. He was convinced that Feng Yimo could do what he said. He could only shake his hands, take up his pen and start to write a confession.

Half an hour later, the monks moved hundreds of boxes of property, large and small, into the courtyard. Dongfang Er came carrying a huge treasure house more than 20 feet long. Feng Yimo waved his hand and received the bracelet. Then he ordered the monks to count the property. Each suffering woman was given 2000 Yuan Stone as compensation.

The rest will be compensated to the family members of the deceased after counting the dead.

Two hours later, another group of monks counted 1135 skeletons, which was shocking.

Feng yimodang immediately ordered the monks to put up notices in the main streets of Tongda City, so that the residents who declared missing within ten years could register in the city's main residence and receive compensation.

All of a sudden, the city Lord's mansion was on the top of the storm. Thousands of people rushed to the city Lord's mansion and saw the confession Book posted outside the gate of the city Lord's mansion. They pointed to the Lord who was tied to the flagpole and yelled at him.

One thousand and one hundred and thirty-five skeletons were all over the place, but the people who came to report the loss couldn't help crying for their relatives.

Feng Yimo comes to an old man with white hair, asks for a drop of blood, ejects it into the air, and then performs the blood root searching technique. The blood drops circle the skeleton for several times, and finally fall on a yellow skeleton.

"Old family, that one is your relative!" The wind Yi Mo says softly to the old man.

"Thank you very much, thank you very much!" The old man knelt down and kowtowed to Feng Yimo. Then he came to the bones and cried bitterly: "my daughter, you are too miserable, too miserable!"

Then, Feng Yimo uses blood root seeking technique to help people who come to look for bones find their relatives' remains one by one. However, they did not leave. Instead, they all kneel down to Feng Yimo and say, "my Lord, please make the decision for us, and kill that hypocritical human face animal!"

Feng Yimo nodded, came to the Lord of Wucheng, and said in a loud voice: "before, you couldn't see the real face of the Lord of Wucheng. You were blinded by him. Now, his confession is on the wall. There are so many relatives of the victims and more than 20 surviving women on the scene. They are all witnesses. What do you say to deal with such people?"

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him The crowd was furious, so people raised their hands and cried, "revenge for the dead human beings!"

Seeing that the time had come, Feng Yimo handed a sword to Kong Ping and said, "you killed him yourself!"

Kong Ping was stunned. He didn't understand why Feng Yimo wanted to do it by himself. However, he took the sword and came to the Lord Wu. With a wave of his right hand, the light of the sword flashed by, and the huge head of the Lord Wu flew into the air.

The onlookers at the scene immediately called out. A beautiful woman killed the city leader with a sword. What a deep impression! They will never forget it!

Each family member of the victims received 20000 yuan of compensation, and they went to the scene with gratitude. However, there were more than 200 remains on the scene that no one claimed. Feng Yimo had to order the friars to guard them carefully. Maybe some people didn't know the news and didn't come.

Waiting for everyone to disperse, lian'er points to the body of Wu City Master on the ground: "brother Feng, how do you deal with this?"

Feng Yi Mo looked at the greedy Yinglong and Dongfang ER and said with a smile, "do you want to eat?"

They nodded busily, but with a wave of Feng Yimo's hand, a stream of black smoke came out of the Lord's body, which turned into a giant centipede eight feet long, with its thick legs arranged on both sides, which made people shudder.

"It's not easy for a centipede to cultivate into a human form. If he can be a city leader honestly and not harm human beings, I won't kill him. It's a pity." Wind Yi Mo regrets a way, he asks to Ying long, East Er: "do you still eat?"

They shook their heads. Who likes to eat insects? Let's eat the monsters in it.

Feng Yimo laughed, waved his hand, ten ice soul silver needles flew out, nailed the centipede body to the ground, and said to Kong Ping, "he's handed over to you, whatever you do!"

Kong Ping was overjoyed and quickly said, "thank you, young master." As a family of colorful peacocks, they like to eat all kinds of demon insects, especially the transformed ones, which is a great tonic for them. At this time, she understands why Feng Yimo let himself kill the Lord of Wucheng. That's because he killed the demon insect himself, which can capture the demon soul of the demon insect. This thing can't be found, because the demon insect didn't have a soul at the beginning. They were all fake souls. After they died, the soul scattered, integrated into all parts of the body, and became a fake soul. However, the demon insect had revenge before he died. Who killed them? They were dealing with the corpse At that time, because of the hatred, Kong Ping would be able to absorb the complete centipede demon soul."He looks good too, not so annoying!" Thinking through these links, unconsciously, Kong Ping's attitude towards Feng Yi ink changed.

Back in the city Lord's mansion, Feng Yimo looked at the few belongings left and the monks who were looking at him. He said, "if you want to go, you can go now. I won't embarrass you, but remember that you are human beings. You can't help monsters and tigers to bully them."

Poop!

The leading middle-aged friar knelt down on one knee and said in a loud voice, "I want to follow you and serve you!"

"We are willing to serve with adults!" More than 100 friars all knelt down and eagerly looked at Feng Yimo. How ever did they see such a powerful human Friar and let them see hope.

For many years, the human race has been living in the shadow of demons and beasts, they also have dignity, but dignity in front of life, is so humble, in order to live, they give up dignity!

Feng Yimo hesitated. Their accomplishments were too low. Most of them were in the period of practicing emptiness. The highest was just the peak of practicing emptiness, which was of no great use to him.

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