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Hong Mao stood in the crowd, quietly looking at the people who were waiting to die on the stage, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

In the capital city, only those who bully the emperor can enjoy the treatment of extermination. In this world, it is no surprise that careless management of human life has long been seen. Not seeing the blue sky, still unavoidably gave birth to a burst of nameless anger.

He has lived in the palace and entered the palace, but no matter whether it is the emperor who is high above him, or the prince who is under one person and over ten thousand people, he would not put a family to death in such a vain way of disregarding the law.

Of the seven or eight people on the stage, the youngest one is less than ten years old, a ten-year-old child, what can they do that is worthy of beheading?

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Not far from Hong Mao, a boy of fifteen or sixteen looked calmly at the eight or nine-year-old child on the execution platform.

The boy was wearing brocade clothes, even if they were put in the county town, they were rare and expensive materials.A middle-aged man beside him was bowing and talking in a low voice. The young man's face remained calm, and he turned his head after the man finished speaking, looking in the direction where Hong Mao was intentionally or unintentionally.

"So what, you are a top-notch expert in the sect, are you afraid of him?"

The young man stretched out his finger and lightly stroked the jade wrench on his thumb. Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help shrinking his eyes, and said with a more respectful expression:

"Naturally, my subordinates are not afraid, but if I really do something for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect the young master's safety, and now the relationship between the sect and the government is tense, my subordinates are worried..."

"Since you're not afraid, don't be a mother-in-law." The young man interrupted the other party directly, "Even if something happened, my sister and my father will take care of it, and it won't hit you. That said, no one can dictate the decisions I make in the future.”

After the young man Dan Dan finished speaking, although the man beside him was reprimanded, there was more enthusiasm in his eyes.As a disciple with a foreign surname, the most important decision he made in this life was not to steal the inner sect's mind, but to decisively recognize the young man as his master at a critical moment.

The young man quietly looked at the eight or nine-year-old child on the stage. No matter how intelligent he was, he was still a child after all. Even though he knew it was an unwise move, he still planned to rescue him.

"Tang Xian, save him, the Tang Sect doesn't need this little food to support one more person."

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Old man Ye spent a long time before he squeezed into the front row and came to the side of his grandson. He saw the other party's thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile:
"You kid wants to be a hero again? I can tell you, there is another master in this group of people. If you don't keep it together, it's the secret sentry of the government, or it's someone from the underworld who came to seek revenge for us two."

Hearing this, Hong Mao gave the old man a sideways glance, "Why, are you scared?"

"I'm afraid? Maowazi, I'm telling you, don't come to these three-year-olds to play with the rest of the aggressive tricks. Your grandfather was a sword fairy who swept the rivers and lakes. Just a good dog that bites."

Hong Mao frowned and glanced at the middle-aged man not far from him, and then at the old man beside him. He knew the identity of this cheap grandfather before he left Beijing, and the reason why he still called him the old man was because he hadn't Just get used to it.

Hong Mao stared at the old man for a long time, until he almost stunned him, then said quietly:

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"You won't pass on your baldness to me, will you?"

Hearing the words, the old man touched the top of his head, which was too sparse to fit the hairpin, and stared. He just wanted to explain that he was not bald, but suddenly thought of something, and nodded with a smile on his face:

"There is a saying that the hair of a toad follows its roots, don't worry, I started to go bald before I was forty, and you are not far behind."

Jiang is still old and hot, Hong Mao immediately looked bitter when he heard that, he turned his head to look at the delicate girl who was about his own age on the stage, and murmured:

"Then it's time to get there, otherwise you won't be able to find a wife."

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At noon, the executioner on the execution platform looked at the sun, took out a stick from a few sticks in front of him, threw it forward lightly, shouted "cut", then bowed his head and drank tea .

Hearing this, the executioner stepped forward, pulled out the wooden board behind the prisoner's neck and threw it on the ground, stepped on the prisoner's back with one foot, and swung the steel knife in his hand to cut it off.

At this moment, there was a sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air, and the teacup in the hand of the prison officer shattered. Sliding under the table, the rest of the people at the scene reacted, screaming and running, and suddenly made a mess.

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Half an hour later, on a small road west of the county seat, a carriage was driving towards the southwest. The middle-aged man driving the carriage looked calm, and it didn't look like he had just robbed the execution ground at all.

In the carriage, several people had different expressions. The two siblings who had just lost their loved ones were nestling in the corner of the carriage, feeling sad, while the other three stared wide-eyed.

Just now, the old sword fairy and the middle-aged man came to the stage almost at the same time. After they looked at each other, they rushed to the person they wanted to save.

The old man's sword was fierce, and the sword energy was surging all over his body, leaving sword marks on the ground where he passed. This posture was scary enough just by looking at it. How could those officers and soldiers dare to resist? far away.

The middle-aged man didn't give in, and a few stones shot out from his hand, directly hitting the shoulder of the roadblocker. Those people didn't intend to stop them, but the pain from their shoulders at this moment made them almost scold their mothers, so they had to put down their weapons and turn their heads Run away, after all, the money belongs to others, and the life belongs to oneself, so there is no need to make a loss-making business.

The two rescued everyone easily, but the support from the officers and soldiers in the city was much faster than they thought. Even if they were experts, they couldn't completely protect eight unarmed ordinary people.

The group fought and retreated, and before they had time to leave the city, they encountered the firecrackers who came to support them. After several volleys, except for the two youngest siblings, everyone else died in the gunfire.

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The people in the carriage were silent for a long time, Hong Mao looked at the old man and said:

"Aren't you very capable, why did you turn around and run away when you saw the Musketeers?"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't hold back his old face, but he still stiffened his neck and said:
"If it's just me, not to mention the musketeers, even if the cannons are brought in, you can retreat completely. But you don't know how powerful these muskets are. Although the old man claims to be a sword fairy, he is not a real fairy. How can he protect himself? Can live so many people?

Besides, your kid was faster than me at that time, what qualifications do you have to criticize the old man? "

After Ye Jian finished speaking, he looked at the young man in brocade clothes, "Are you really Tang Zhi's son? The old man sees that you are not good at concealed weapons, and your escape skills are not inferior to my grandson. It is an embarrassment to your father.

And the yin and yang order, I think you kid is using that thing as a firework, and you will pull it if there is any disagreement.Your Tang Sect has only a few valuable things left. If I hadn't stopped you, the Tang Sect would have lost another inheritance. "

The young man who was inexplicably hit by an indiscriminate disaster lowered his head and said nothing. The old guy in front of him was his father's friend. He had heard his name more than once. He naturally didn't dare to talk back to an old man whose name and skills surpassed his father's.

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