Destined Martial God Chapter 844: Tell your old man and return home! (Three more)

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The City Lord's Mansion, in the discussion hall!

In the face of the slaughter's one-knee worship ceremony, Yu Haoran neither responded nor signaled him to get up. Instead, he sat directly on the chair on the west side and signaled Qi Liyong to watch tea.

At the same time, he secretly informed Taling to let him use the technique of possessing in order to deal with the next battle.

Close your eyes and rest while drinking tea!

Waiting until the slaughter's breathing gradually increased, and the blue veins on the temples began to protrude, Yu Haoran suddenly put down the teacup in his hand and gestured lightly.

"Get up!"

The constant writhing anger in my heart has been suppressed to the limit.

Just before the outbreak, Yu Haoran's voice suddenly signaled, causing the slaughter to forcibly suppress the anger in his heart again, and directly breathed out blood.

"Oh, Master Tu has vomited blood. I think he must be seriously ill."

Seeing the slaughter that forced blood to spit out blood because of forcibly suppressing inner anger, Yu Haoran immediately came to a conclusion with surprise.

Afterwards, he deliberately said with a relieved expression.

"As an inspector who supervises the military affairs of a city, it not only requires advanced cultivation skills, but also a unique vision and ability to adapt to changes."

"From the time my husband appeared in the meeting hall until the questioning just now, it took almost ten minutes."

"During this period of time, Master Tu has been sitting there silently, what does this indicate."

Looking up at the torture, Yu Haoran's expression gradually became serious, and his tone became more serious.

"It means that Master Tu is either blind or deaf, and cannot hear the salutes and names of Lan City Lord and General Qi towards his own horse."

"Either Master Tu's reaction is too slow now, and he waited until the violent questioning of the **** before he could be considered as a reaction."

"But no matter what the situation is, my husband believes that Master Tu is not suitable to continue to stay in the position of the inspector of Weishan City."

"Therefore, Ben Ma intends to report to the court to explain the reality of Master Tu, and leave it to the sage to decide."

Speaking of this, Yu Haoran's tone changed, sadness replaced seriousness, and his expression was even more reluctant.

"Now it seems that Master Tu is not only blind and deaf, but also severely ill. So my husband suggested that Master Tu directly return to his hometown!"

With a few random words, he forcibly deprived him of his identity as an inspector, which made the slaughter angry, and endless murderous intent emerged in his heart.

Given the importance Qin Emperor attached to Haoran, as long as he reported what he said just now, Emperor Qin would definitely be gracious.

And the loyal Superintendent Cha Shi, will neither intercede for himself, let alone violate Emperor Qin's orders.

Then, after more than ten years of hard work, the foundation that I finally laid down was turned into a bubble in an instant, how could this make the slaughter willing.

What's more, how can he hit the realm of Zhunwu Zun in a short time after losing a large amount of spiritual resources provided by Weishan City.

"Ms. Ma, my slaughter is just arrogant in attitude, which makes you feel a little uncomfortable. Is it worth your killing like this!" Staring at Yu Haoran firmly, the slaughter tried to suppress the inner murderous intent.

"The slaughter, in fact, it is very difficult for me to do this, and it is very heartache."

"After all, Weishan City can have today's achievements, and you have a great contribution. You are a minister of merit."

Faced with the questioning of slaughter, Yu Haoran immediately pretended to be sympathetic and said.

"But for the sake of the eternal foundation of the Great Qin Empire, and also for the long-term stability of Weishan City, the son Ma Ye can only reluctantly persuade his good ministers."

"I hope that Master Tu can understand the painstaking efforts of my husband."

"Yu Haoran, you are sure to do this!"

He is not willing to give up all the slaughter in front of him and try his last effort.

"My husband is very sure, definitely and very sure."

Yu Haoran nodded his head to express his attitude, and began to mobilize the power of the law that has been marked by the years.

"If this is the case, then you will die for me!"

After obtaining Yu Haoran's confirmation, a flash of murderous intent immediately mobilized the strength of Wu Sheng's Ninth-Rank peak and turned into a lightning bolt towards Yu Haoran.

"Sir, be careful!"

At the same level of cultivation, Lan Weixiong, who reacted slowly, even if he noticed a sneak attack by massacre, but when he wanted to stop it, it was too late and he could only remind him loudly.

"Don't!"

At the same time, Lan Xin, who has strengthened his martial arts heart through chess pieces, is trying to try his luck in the meeting hall when Yu Haoran is trying to find no results, just in time to see the murder of Yu Haoran.

A heartbreaking feeling made her cry.

"There are traces of time!"

Faced with the torture rushing in front of him, Yu Haoran, who was sitting on the chair, stretched out his finger indifferently, then pointed at the torture and said softly.

Immediately afterwards, a breath of vicissitudes shot from between his fingers and instantly hit the tormentor's body.

The originally stretched fist stopped in mid-air, and then the fist was connected to the whole body and was directly broken down into countless fragments. Each fragment began to evolve at a certain point in time, what the slaughter had done.

The method Yu Haoran used just now made Lan Weixiong feel extremely shocked, but what really attracted his attention was the scene of the delicate young man being slaughtered by the torture.

"Honger!"

Lan Weixiong immediately cried out in grief after seeing the delicate young man being taken to an island by torture and then directly obliterating the whole process.

"City Lord Lan, let's go by the sorrow!" Yu Haoran sighed softly and comforted as he looked at Lan Weixiong who was in grief.

As the master of a city, Lan Weixiong, whose cultivation base has reached the pinnacle of Martial Saint's Ninth Rank, can be regarded as very happy and fulfilling in life.

But in a happy life, there is a trace of regret that cannot be erased, that is, there is no son who can inherit his mantle.

Actually, it's not without it!

Lan Weixiong's second child is a boy, a peerless genius with talent and potential not lost to Lan Xin.

But shortly after the boy became an adult, he disappeared somehow. This made Lan Weixiong sad, and he has been trying his best to trace the cause and whereabouts of his disappearance.

This is also the fundamental reason why he allowed the massacre to gradually erode the power and interests of Weishan City.

Because he doesn't have so much energy to use to fight with torture.

Now, when he sees that the son he has been seeking so hard has been beheaded by the slaughter he has always endured, Lan Weixiong is heartbroken, and endless self-blame and regret emerge in his heart.

"Blue Heart, immediately take this medicine for your father!"

After comforting Lan Weixiong, Yu Haoran was originally looking for the crimes committed over the years in order to explain the reason for his beheading and slaughter, but unexpectedly felt the drastic change in Lan Wei's majestic breath.