Datang: Signed in for Seven Years and Was Exposed by Empress Changsun

Now that the new patriarch had just been elected, he came to take revenge.

This time, I have killed more than 500 members of the Fan Yang Lu family. It would be strange if they could let me and others go.

"My patriarch...this patriarch can spare you!"

Lu Xinglong's first thought was that he would never spare Li Hong and others.

But before the words came out, he woke up with a start.

If he said he would not let Li Hong go, would he still have his life to leave?

At the moment, he is pretending to be a snake, thinking that after leaving, he will slowly kill Li Hong and all the people related to him.

If Li Hong's nine clans were not killed, Fan Yang and the Lu family would have no face to dominate Chang'an City in the future!

"Oh? So good?"

"I killed so many of you without even a punishment?"

Li Hong spoke with a half-smile.

Fang Tian's painted halberd was placed flat on Lu Xinglong's shoulder.

Lu Xinglong thought that Li Hong was going to kill him, so frightened that he almost lost control, his legs almost fell to his knees.

Fortunately, after finding out that Li Hong only put Fang Tian's painting halberd here, he was relieved heavily.

"Punishment... punishment is definitely necessary."

"You... you knelt down and apologized, and everything was written off."

Lu Xinglong spoke with a trembling tone.

He felt that it was already cheap for Li Hong to kneel down and apologize.

It is currently the best way to deal with such a big issue, which is barely too much.

just.

He had just finished speaking, and he felt the heavy weight on his shoulders.

With a bang, he knelt down on the spot.

The huge impact force cracked his knee bones.

In an instant, Lu Xinglong's face twitched in pain, and he didn't look human.

An extremely miserable voice sounded from his mouth.

"Patriarch Lu, are you kneeling like this?"

Li Hong smiled lightly.

Chapter 112 Don't, Master Hong, You Don't Want It

The air at the scene seemed to have frozen.

But the strong smell of blood lingers in this space.

The scene was very scary, and there were already no people around who were watching the show.

"Ah ah ah..."

Lu Xinglong screamed like a pig.

The huge pain made him almost faint, and his whole body felt bad.

The heart-piercing voice startled all the soldiers of Fan Yang Lu's family.

The Fan Yang Lu clan soldiers who stayed behind looked at Li Hong's murderous soldiers on top of their patriarch in horror.

Someone wanted to help remove it, but it was just a matter of daring to think about it.

If the weapon accidentally cuts the patriarch's neck, the clan members who are lying on the ground will end up.

Thinking of the dead clansmen, these living clan soldiers looked at them with sad faces, and almost vomited again.

The scene was too bloody and brutal, and I didn't dare to watch it.

"Shut up, it's so noisy."

"Call again, and your head will fall to the ground."

Li Hong roared in a low voice, with an impatient look on his face.

He looked at Lu Xinglong lightly, and lightly exerted force on the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand.

Lu Xinglong was almost crushed to his knees.

Fortunately, he kept his hands on the ground, or he would hit his head on the ground.

The force of the impact this time caused his hands to scratch the skin again.

But just as Li Hong warned, he really didn't dare to scream miserably again.

That congested face that was enduring the severe pain, coupled with Lu Xinglong's fat body, really looked like a pig.

"Li Hong, what exactly do you want?"