Chapter 1297: Soul Collection
With a clang, the jar broke, and Liu Shuheng's head was almost hit.
This was like turning on some kind of switch, the crowd suddenly became excited, and the flying stones were no longer fun. They rushed up to Liu Shuheng and pulled and hit him.
Pushing forward and backward, they were afraid that they could not reach him.
But they soon found that it was not fun to just use stones.
A one-armed man got a big stick from somewhere, roared into the crowd, and hit Liu Shuheng without thinking, with a bang.
The last hit was on the top of the head, "crack", from such a distance, He Lingchuan could even hear the crisp bone fracture.
As if inspired, the crowd screamed and shouted, and grabbed everything at hand to beat the prisoner.
Beat him to death!
Beat him to death!
It was not until then that the execution scene was really out of control in the excitement of the crowd!
Yang Meng and others stood on the side, looking at this violent execution, their faces were confused and their hearts were cold.
Is this still the folks they are familiar with?
Or those mediocre, timid, numb and trouble-making neighbors?
The soul-catching mirror said, "They finally got into the state!"
The one-armed man vented his anger, squeezed out of the crowd, and then rushed towards He Lingchuan.
Wanqi Feng was about to ride his horse forward to intercept him, but He Lingchuan raised his hand to stop him.
The man rushed to He Lingchuan's horse, dropped his stick, knelt down with a plop, and nodded his head to the ground:
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"
He kowtowed ten times, which was ten thanks.
Tears flowed down his face, and blood flowed down his face.
This is the real "kowtow to thank".
The black-armored cavalry heard his past sufferings from the dull kowtow.
Among the crowd that beat Liu Shuheng violently, dozens of people soon withdrew and came to kowtow to He Lingchuan to express their gratitude. There were old and young people, all with tears and tears.
In their misty tearful eyes, these black-armored cavalry neither spoke nor moved, as quiet and solemn as gods.
The public execution of Liu Shuheng lasted for half an hour.
When the crowd dispersed, the criminal was bloody and had lost his human form.
He Lingchuan then drove his horse closer to Liu Shuheng, and when the two sides were less than ten feet away, he threw a chain at him.
If Fu Liushan was here, he would recognize that this was the soul-locking chain of the messenger under the throne of the Ghost King, which could hook away the souls of the living and the dead.
The civilians in Shizhoutou screamed in shock, because they saw with their own eyes that within the range of the black smoke of the black-armored leader, the chain actually hooked out a white shadow from Liu Shuheng's body!
This shadow flickered, but it did not prevent everyone from seeing its true face:
Liu Shuheng!
Its face was exactly the same as Liu Chengshou.
Even the most imaginative people would not mistake it, this was Liu Shuheng's soul!
When Liu Shuheng's soul was hooked out, it looked confused, and it didn't react until the chain tightened, struggling and shouting, as if begging for mercy from the black-armored leader.
But it just opened its mouth without making any sound, just like when it was alive, just like a silent film.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the black-armored leader took out an ochre box, slowly opened it, and Liu Shuheng's soul was sucked in at once. He closed the lid again and calmly put it away.
Yang Meng watched from the side and found that the box seemed to have some paint peeling off, and the mottled color blocks on the surface looked more like coagulated blood.
"Death is not the end, Liu Shuheng must continue to atone for his sins in the chaos." The square had long fallen into silence, and the voice of the black-armored leader echoed in everyone's ears.
After saying this, he patted the giant elephant corpse puppet beside him.
This big guy stood under the city gate for half a night, attracting enough attention. Everyone couldn't help but look at it twice, shocked and frightened.
But when he patted it, the giant elephant corpse puppet disappeared out of thin air.
Even Dong Rui didn't know what kind of space He Lingchuan used to accommodate such a large tonnage, and others found it even more incredible.
Where is there a storage space with such a large load capacity nowadays?
Then, the black-armored knight silently passed through the east gate and walked out of the small city under the gaze of the soldiers and civilians in the city.
Zhao Guangzhi had been untied from the wall long ago, tied up, and taken away from the city.
Only then did Yang Meng feel relieved.
The black-armored leader was serious, they had no intention of occupying Shizhoutou!
From now on, from now on, this city will belong to him?
Seeing them going further and further away, Yang Meng woke up as if from a dream, and suddenly jumped on his horse and chased them out.
"Wait, please wait a moment!"
More than a hundred feet outside the city, He Lingchuan gently stopped his horse.
Yang Meng rode his horse from behind and presented the storage ring with both hands: "Return the property to its original owner!"
Someone used this storage ring to give him 500 kilograms of grain. If he accepted the grain, he had to return the container to the person. In the Shining Gold Plain, this is a treasure that is priceless, but how dare he take the benefactor's things for himself?
After the other party took the ring, he continued to ask: "Your Excellency has been very kind to us, how should we address you?"
The black-armored leader said indifferently: "Why do you need a name?"
Damn it, so he really needs a resounding name.
"Yes, yes." This person didn't want to say it, so Yang Meng responded a few times and said, "Where are you going?"
The black-armored leader pointed his gun at Zhao Guangzhi.
Yang Meng was a little surprised, but his eyes swept over Zhao Guangzhi, who was on the horse with a dead look on his face, and then he suddenly understood.
Yes, the other party said that he came specifically for Liu Shuheng and Zhao Guangzhi, and had just dealt with Liu Shuheng, and now he was going to deal with Zhao Guangzhi.
Liuping was the last place Zhao Guangzhi conquered. Not only did the ogre army commit adultery and plunder there, but they also followed their usual style and ate a lot of people.
The Zhao army had been there for more than two months. Yang Meng couldn't imagine what life the civilians of Liuping had been living.
He admired the group of people in front of him even more: "I have something to ask you."
The black-armored leader didn't say anything, only the horse under him snorted impatiently.
Facing the black-armored leader directly was very stressful, and Yang Meng swallowed his saliva instinctively: "Although Shizhoutou is temporarily safe, it was originally the territory allocated to Liu Shuheng by the Liu family. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the Liu family will send troops to take it in the future."
Liu Shuheng is just a member of the Liu family, and Shizhoutou is also on the edge of the Liu family's territory.
The black-armored leader said solemnly: "This is the Shining Gold Plain."
War and conflict are the norm here.
Yang Meng asked respectfully: "You helped us defeat Liu Shuheng and Zhao Guangzhi. What should we do in the future? Can you please point us a clear way?"
The black-armored leader just said that this city is still under his control. The problem is that he only knows how to defend a city, but has never been a city defender.
"You treated the people well in the past, and you must not deviate from that in the future!" He Lingchuan reminded him, "After tomorrow, Liuping will also be a city without a master."
Liuping? Yang Meng was stunned, and then he understood what he meant.
This group of black-armored soldiers are going to capture Liuping!
Yes, Zhao Guangzhi has been captured, and Liuping is within reach.
Yang Meng was originally just a garrison of a small city, and his vision was not broad enough, so he did not realize that the opportunity was just around the corner.