Chapter 4191： Grace of not killing

More than 8,000 Yuhe people gathered in the square, posing a posture of sincere surrender.

Although it feels very unexpected, it is reasonable to think about it carefully.

After all, this is not the first time that Yuhe people have done such a thing.

Even if they have been despised by the ancient clans for thousands of years, the Yuhe people are not ashamed, they are still the same.

Although the Yuhe people surrendered so wisely, it also helped Ji Tianxing and Nangong not be confused, and reduced some troubles.

But this still cannot dispel the contempt and contempt of the Yuhe people.

Especially Nangong Nihuang, while despising and spurning the Yuhe people, there are still some regrets in his heart.

Because she wanted to punish the Yuhe people and avenge the people who died in battle.

But these 8,000 Yuhe people all surrendered humbly.

With the nature of the sword god, he would definitely not kill these surrenders, at most imprison them and exile them.

It is impossible for Nangong Nihuang to defy the orders of the sword **** for revenge.

Therefore, she can only dispel the thought of revenge with regret.

At this moment, more than 8,000 Yuhe tribesmen on the square, under the leadership of several deacons, bent over neatly and bowed to Ji Tianxing.

"Caomin see Lord Sword God, and wish Lord Sword God prosper, longevity and heaven!"

More than 8,000 people saluted and shouted uniformly, and the sound of rolling waves reverberated in the sky and the earth, and there was a deafening posture.

But Ji Tianxing frowned slightly when he heard what everyone shouted.

Nangong Buzhu, Nangong Nihuang and the others, even more revealing expressions of contempt and disgust.

The Yuhe tribe is a powerful and blessed man for thousands of years, and a true overlord.

Now, these Yuhe people actually call themselves Caomin?

This posture is indeed low enough that I can't wait to bury my head in the ground.

As for the words of wishing the sword **** martial luck prosperous, longevity and Tianqi, they are even more flattering.

Even the twenty forces that rebelled against the alliance, worshiped and admired the sword **** so much, could not say such a thing.

This shows how strong the Yuhe people's desire to survive is?

After more than 8,000 Yuhe people bowed their heads respectfully, they waited for Ji Tianxing's release.

They also ignored the contemptuous gazes of Nangong Buzhu and others, and did not feel ashamed or blush.

In their concept, bowing their heads in order to survive is not ashamed.

Ji Tianxing's gaze swept across the audience, and finally fell on the deacons, and asked: "Are all the Yuhe people still alive gathered here?"

The deacons glanced at each other, and all hesitated, not daring to answer.

Therefore, Ji Tianxing stared at a gray-haired old man and said, "You will answer."

The white-haired old man was a very senior deacon. After being named, he could only bow and salute and replied tremblingly: "Master Qishou Sword God, there are 8,264 people from the Yuhe tribe present.

But besides that, there were fourteen deacons and elders from the Divine King Realm who had quietly escaped from Jiuyu Dongtian a few days ago.

There are more than 500 children of our clan who have also escaped one after another in the past ten days. "

Ji Tianxing nodded slightly and didn't say much.

But he turned his head to look at Nangong without confusion, and cast a gestured look.

Not confused, Nangong immediately understood that the expression in his eyes meant, ‘Those Yuhe people who escaped will be handed over to you. ’

Nangong nodded quickly to express his understanding.

Nangong Nihuang saw the eye contact between the two of them, and his heart was shocked, and he cast a grateful look at Ji Tianxing.

She knew that this was Ji Tianxing deliberately giving her a chance to avenge her hatred, to satisfy her wish and make up for her regrets.

But this matter is well known to everyone, and can only be understood, not in words.

If Ji Tianxing gave an order in public to let the Nangong clan chase and kill the escaped Yuhe tribe, it would seem that the sword **** is too small and the methods are too harsh, and it is easy to be criticized.

And the Nangong clan had good reasons and excuses to do this, and they were not afraid of people talking.

At this time, Ji Tianxing took out a jade slip and threw it in front of several deacons.

"Huh!"

The jade slip bloomed with dazzling white light, condensing a huge light curtain in mid-air.

There were hundreds of dense golden characters on the light curtain!

Undoubtedly, this publicly presented text is exactly the famous ‘Sword God’s Oath of Return’.

Over the past year, nearly a hundred domain masters in the Haotian Continent have publicly read this heavenly oath.

Therefore, the horror and horror of this vow of surrender had long been spread throughout the Haotian Continent.

Even many powerful and first-rate forces still know part of the content of the surrender oath.

"You should know the rules of this seat. If you want to survive, just read them."

Ji Tianxing looked down at more than 8,000 Yuhe people and said blankly.

As soon as this statement came out, the Yuhe tribe on the square were all dumbfounded, all of them looked at each other with unbelievable expressions.

Nangong Buzhu, Nangong Nihuang and the others were also a little surprised, but they didn't expect Ji Tianxing to do this.

In the past, only the domain masters and the leaders of the top forces were qualified to take the oath of surrender.

Unexpectedly, more than 8,000 Yuhe people, who are old, weak, and sick, can also enjoy such a privilege!

That's right, the people of the Haotian Continent are proud to be able to pronounce the Oath of Return.

More than 8,000 people read the vow of surrender together. That scene... just think about it.

Mindful of this, Nangong Buzhu and others also showed interest in their eyes, staring at the Yuhe people.

Ordinary people are still in a daze. The older deacons, after all, are people who have experienced storms, and they immediately recovered.

No matter what their inner thoughts are, there are expressions of gratitude and flattery on the surface.

They knelt down on the ground in a respectful posture, bowed their heads and paid homage to Ji Tianxing.

"Cao Min thanked Lord Sword God for not killing!"

A few deacons took the lead, and the remaining 8,000 Yuhe people all knelt down and bowed their heads in salute, shouting thank you to the sword god.

Although more than 8,000 Yuhe people, there are also a few dozens of them, with some backbone and dignity.

They felt very humiliated and did not want to bow their heads to Ji Tianxing.

However, more than 8,000 tribesmen bowed their heads and saluted them. If they stayed in place, it would be too conspicuous.

If by any chance it was picked up by the Sword God as a model and killed the chickens in public, that would be too wrong.

Therefore, they also suppressed the humiliation and bowed their heads together with the tribe.

Anyway, they are not the only ones who are ashamed and humiliating. Everyone is the same.

After kowtow and salute, more than 8,000 Yuhe people read the vow of return in a uniform loudly, with solemn expressions and voices.

Until then, Nangong Buzhu, Nangong Nihuang and others noticed that the pledge of surrender read by the Yuhe tribe was different from what they had read.

The content of this vow of surrender is shorter, at first glance it was set by the sword **** for the Yuhe clan.