"Ah !!!" accompanied by the scholar's scream, the broken right arm flew high and fell to the ground and turned into countless red and black fragments.

The scholar who fell to the ground rolled in pain, his left hand was clutching his right shoulder, and blood gushed out from the fracture, which was Mi's Qianqing True Skill.

"Who allowed you to shout in front of this son!?" Mi Chu looked down at the scholar with a broken arm, and asked coldly, Xiling Gongzi Chu's domineering was undoubtedly evident at this moment.

Xiao Zheng looked at Mi Bai's broken arm, his heart was tight, he really wanted to let a few strong men behind him take action to save Mi Bai, but he knew that he couldn't, this kind of humiliation that he wanted to do but couldn't do made him clench his fists angrily, but he could only clench his teeth tightly.

The poison of Qianqing True Gong lies in the Aoki True Qi with special attributes, once the human body is hit by such a different kind of True Qi, it will crystallize the body, whether it is flesh and skin or bones, and finally it will become crystals, it is an extremely vicious exercise, and it is also the Ami's own vein exercise, even if a martial artist of the same level is hit by Aoki True Qi, it can only expel a lot of spiritual power, although this blow in the beibai is in the shoulder, but Aoki True Qi will swim along its meridians and bloodlines, if no one rescues him, he will definitely die.

In just a few moments, the beige wound had completely crystallized, and even the blood that had remained on the ground had turned into green sand.

The peerless generation of calligraphy, painting and calligraphy is about to pass away, and the onlookers in Jiang Lin are a little unbearable and regretful in their eyes.

Although Mi Bai did not cultivate martial arts again, because of the foundation of his youth, he also had the cultivation of the peak of the mortal realm, and felt that domineering xenomorph true qi raging in the meridians, he knew that his time was running out, but he couldn't just die.

The scholar with the broken arm gasped heavily, his pale face was covered with sweat, and he endured the severe pain and the tearing of the meridians, and actually stood up again.

"I'm not convinced!"

Not only was his voice trembling, but even his entire body was trembling, and the scholar shouted again at Mi Chu, who was like a god on the top of Luan.

Mi Chu's face was expressionless, looking at the weak ant-like scholar on the ground, and said disdainfully: "Dying man, why don't you accept it?"

For the sake of the scholar to make the "Wangyue Tu", let this son listen to what you disagree with, and it should be merciful to you.

"Those children are just orphans in Xiling, not rebellious, why do you put them to death!?" Mi Bai forcibly endured his dizziness and questioned Mi Chu, before he died, he only wanted to fight for a glimmer of life for that group of children.

But this questioning was really ridiculous in Mi Chu's ears: "Why?" He felt that the scholar in front of him was really simple and cute: "This son said that they deserve to die, and they have to die!"

"Ridiculous!" Mi Bai trembled even more: "Isn't Xiling a city of peace, don't you feel wrong if you deprive these children of their lives at will!"

Poof..... Before Mi Chu could answer, a few irrepressible sneers rang out from around Jiang Lin.

Mi Chu, who was on top of Bingluan's head, was even more amused by Bei Bai's words.

"Hahahaha, wrong?" Mi Chu casually ripped off the fig leaf of Xiling Peace City, and mocked Mi Bai: "At this moment, this son is justice, didn't you say that the children are innocent, turn your head and ask these Xiling people, but if one person says that these children are innocent, what if they are released!?"

Since ancient times, there is no justice when there is power, and the common decision of the Tang and Mi clans, who dares to disobey in Xiling?

Mi Chu looked at Jiang Linnei's stiff-faced young ladies curiously, he really hoped that a stunned young man would come out to resist, so as to make some room for the crowded Xiling.

Hearing Mi Chu's words, Mi Bai's eyes also flashed with a few rays of hope, he didn't believe that the tens of thousands of onlookers present, didn't there even be a person who spoke for the child!?

Just one person!

Bei Bai endured the dizziness, turned his head to look at a group of beautifully dressed young ladies, and just wanted to pray, the young ladies took their eyes away, and the refusal was obvious.

How so?

The xenomorph true qi centrifugal veins in his body are getting closer and closer, and Mi Bai knows that he has little time, since the young lady of the family can't do it, then the son of the family must be able to.

There has never been anything like this, no matter where the beige eyes look, whether it is Miss Childe, even if it is the retainer of the guard, no one has looked at it and avoided it.

Looking at the silent crowd and the increasingly desperate Mi Bai, Mi Chu laughed, everything in front of him, he was very satisfied!

There were many Tang clan members present who couldn't see Mi Chu's arrogant appearance, and their faces were full of anger, but in the face of Mi Bai's pleading eyes, they could only pretend that they couldn't see it.

Mijia Village is a rebellion appointed by the two families, in this matter, the two Tang Mi clans have the same cognition, and to refute Mi Chu is to refute themselves, so even if this group of arrogant Tang clan sons is dissatisfied with ten thousand in their hearts, they can only remain silent with expressionless faces.

So when the extremely weak Mi Bai turned his head to Jiang Lin's onlookers and shouted loudly that this group of children was innocent, all he received was silence like death, and no one was willing to say a word for this group of children.

Mi Bai is real, desperate, just when he was desperate, he turned his head and saw Xiao Zheng, Mi Bai knew that the only one who could save the child at the moment was this friend.

The weak scholar staggered up to Xiao Zheng and pleaded, "Ahem, ahem, Brother Xiao." ”

"This group of children are all Xiling orphans, I adopted them for only a year, only a few months, how can they be dead, please say a fair word, this group of children, are innocent. ”

Xiao Zheng clenched his fists and looked at the scholar's pleading eyes, he wanted to tell everyone loudly that this group of children were innocent, but he knew that he couldn't.

Because after saying this, it was on behalf of the Xiao family to question the joint decision of the Tang Mi and Tang Mi clans, even if he couldn't afford such consequences.

So his eyes were full of embarrassment and apology, and he hoped that his friends would understand.

Zhang Bashan, a hundred sword powerhouse, looked at Mi Bai who refused to leave in front of him, and looked at Mi Chu who was playful in the distance, and hated it in his heart!

Of course he didn't mind meeting his friends with martial arts, but this kind of big cause and effect, he didn't want his friends to bear it, so he immediately stepped out, kicked it away in the middle of the belly, and said viciously: "Those little ghosts are all rebellious and rebellious dead soldiers of you, who knows what kind of conspiracy they have in their hearts, they are all good children, and they will fall to the point where they are today because they have something to do with you, what kind of good people are you still pretending to be here, get out of the way!"

The weak scholar was kicked to the ground in the distance, unable to get up for a long time, Zhang Bashan ignored Xiao Zheng's angry gaze and leisurely returned to his original position.

He is not a wealthy son like Xiao Zheng, everything he has today is fought by himself with one knife and one shot, because a group of children who have nothing to do with Gongzi Chu have a bad relationship, he will not be so stupid.

simply cut through the mess quickly and helped Xiao Zheng refuse, after all, the righteousness of a friend is to help him when he hesitates.

And with Zhang Bashan's trespass, there was no one in Jiang Lin to speak for the scholar, and everyone looked at the dying scholar with his broken arm on the ground, and there were a few wisps of unbearability in his eyes.