Chapter 385: Three hundred and eighty nine

Chapter 385 Chapter 389: Innocence
"Ah!!!" Accompanied by the scholar's scream, the interrupted right arm flew high and fell on the ground into countless red and black crystals.
The scholar who fell to the ground was rolling in pain, his left hand stubbornly clutched his right shoulder, blood gushing out from the break, this is Mi's Qianqing true skill.
"Who allowed you to yell in front of this young man!?" Mi Chu lowered his head and looked at the scholar with a broken arm, and asked coldly, the domineering of Xiling young man Chu was undoubtedly evident at this moment.
Xiao Zheng watched Mi Bai's broken arm, and his heart was tight. He really wanted to let a few powerful men behind him rescue Mi Bai, but he knew that he couldn't. This kind of humiliation that he wanted to do and couldn't do made him angry. Clenched his fists, but he could only close his teeth.
The insidious thing about Qianqing True Power lies in the special attributes of Aoki True Qi. Once the human body is hit by such a different kind of True Qi, it will crystallize the body. Whether it is flesh, skin or bones, it will eventually become crystals. The extremely vicious method of the door is also the root art of Mi's. Even if a warrior of the same level is hit by Aoki Zhenqi, it can only expel a lot of spiritual power. Although this blow in Mi Bai is on the shoulder, But Aoki Zhenqi will travel along its meridian bloodline, and if no one is rescued, it will undoubtedly die.
In a short while, the off-white wounds had completely crystallized, and even the blood left on the ground turned into green fine sand.
The peerless calligraphy, painting and calligraphy are all about to pass away, and Jiang Lin's onlookers are all unbearable and regretful.
Although Mi Bai didn’t practice martial arts anymore, he also possessed the cultivation base of the peak of the mortal realm. He felt that overbearing heterogeneous true energy raged in the meridians. He knew that he was running out of time, but he could not just Die like this.
The scholar with the broken arm was panting, his pale face was covered with sweat, enduring the severe pain and tearing of the meridians, he stood up again.
"I! Not convinced!"
Not only the voice was trembling, but even the whole body was trembling. The scholar shouted again at Luanding, who was like a of heaven.
Mi Chu was expressionless, looking at the weak and ant-like scholar on the ground, disdainfully said: "The dying person, why not accept it?"
For the sake of the scholar's "Wang Yue Tu", let this son listen to what you don't accept, and treat it as compassion for you.
"The children are just orphans living in Xiling. They are not rebellious. Why would you put them to death!?" Mi Baiqiang resisted the dizziness and asked Mi Chu. Before he died, he only hoped to win for the children. A silver lining.
But this questioning was really ridiculous to Mi Chu's ears: "Why?" He felt that the scholar in front of him was really simple and lovely: "My son said they deserve to die, they must die!"
"Absurd!" Mi Bai shuddered even harder: "Isn't Xiling the City of Peace? If you deprive these children of their lives at will, don't you think you are wrong!"
Puchi did not wait for Mi Chu to answer, and several uncontrollable chuckles sounded from around Jiang Lin.
Mi Chu on the top of Bingluan's head was even more amused by the off-white words.
"Hahahaha, wrong?" Mi Chu casually pulled 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 child is innocent? Turn your head to ask These Xiling people, if there is anyone who says these children are innocent, what if they are let go!?"
Since ancient times, there is no justice if there is power. Tang Mi and the two clan’s joint decisions, who dares to defy Xiling?
Mi Chu curiously looked at Jiang Linnei's stiff-faced sons and ladies. He really hoped that a stunned boy would come out to resist, so as to make room for the crowded Xiling.
Hearing Mi Chu's words, there was a ray of hope in Mi Bai's eyes. He didn't believe that, among the tens of thousands of onlookers, there was not even one who spoke for the child! ?
Just one person!
Mi Bai resisted the dizziness and turned to look at a group of beautifully dressed aristocratic ladies. As soon as they wanted to pray, the ladies moved their eyes away, and the rejection was obvious.
How could this be?
The heterogeneous zhenqi in the body is getting closer and closer, and Mi Bai knows that his time is running out. Since the young lady of the aristocratic family cannot do it, the son of the aristocratic family must be able to.
It has never been like this before, no matter where the white eyes look, no matter it is the son or lady, even if it is the guardian, no one's eyes will meet with them, and they will avoid them.
Seeing the silent crowd and the increasingly desperate Bei Bai, Michu laughed, and he was very satisfied with everything in front of him!
There were a lot of Tang clan's arrogant appearances that couldn't be seen, and their faces were full of anger, but they could only think that they couldn't see the eyes of Mi Bai's pleading.
Mijia Village was rebellious by the two imperial families. In this matter, both Tang Mi’s cognitions are the same. To refute Mi Chu is to refute themselves, so even if this group of arrogant Tang sons Ten thousand people are not satisfied, and they can only remain silent without expression.
So when the extremely weak Mi Bai turned her head to Jiang Lin's onlookers and shouted that the children were innocent, all she received was silence like death, and no one was willing to say a word for these children.
Mi Bai was real, and there was nowhere to go. Just when he was desperate, he turned his head and saw Xiao Zheng. Mi Bai knew that only this friend could save the child right now.
The weak scholar staggered to the front of Xiao, begging: "Ahem, Brother Xiao."
"These children are all Xiling orphans. I have adopted them for only a year and only a few months. How can they be dead men? Please be fair. These children are all innocent."
Xiao Zheng clenched his fists and looked at the scholar's pleading eyes. He wanted to tell everyone aloud that these children are innocent, but he knew he could not.
Because after saying this sentence, it was on behalf of the Xiao family to question the joint decision of the two Tang Mis, and even he could not afford such consequences.
So his eyes are full of embarrassment and apologies, and I hope his friends can understand.
Zhang Bashan, a strongman with hundreds of swords, looked at the off-white who refused to leave in front of him, and looked at the playful Michu in the distance, he hated him!
Of course he didn’t mind meeting friends in Yiwu, but he was unwilling to let his friends bear this kind of big cause and effect. He immediately stepped out, kicked it in the middle of Beibei and kicked it away, and said evilly: "Those little ghosts are all You rebellious dead man, who knows what kind of conspiracy they have in their hearts, they are all good children, because they have something to do with you, they will fall to the present level, you are still pretending to be a good person here, go away! "
The weak scholar was kicked to the ground far away, unable to get up for a long time, Zhang Bashan ignored Xiao Zheng's glaring eyes and returned to his original position leisurely.
He is not a son of a wealthy family like Xiao Zheng. Everything he does today is made by himself. Because a group of unrelated children have a relationship with the son, he will not be so stupid.
Simply slashing the chaos with a sharp knife, helping Xiao Zheng refused, after all, the righteousness of a friend is to help him when he hesitated.
With Zhang Bashan's advancement, there was no one in Jiang Lin who could speak for the scholar. Everyone looked at the dying scholar with a broken arm on the ground, and there were a few unbearable eyes.
(End of this chapter)