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At midnight, boats the size of the Xizin Ferry were moored disorderly above the Yangtze River. The night was lonely, with only a few lonely wildfires lighting up the dark and gloomy world. At that time, the night wind on the river was very strong, causing people to shiver. The cold wind was bone-chilling.

Although it was the beginning of summer, the night was slightly cold. Other than those fishermen at night, no one else was willing to stay outside this late at night. Suddenly, a strange sound came from the dock and a black shadow flashed a few times.

Very soon, shadows appeared on the ship. It was a spectacular sight to see people gathering and landing on the shore one after another. A large group of them moved in a clean manner. They were all quiet and solemn. They rushed to the dock like a tide and quickly controlled the advantageous terrain.

Under the light of the lantern, the leader of the group revealed a carefree and determined face. He wore a black cloak and stood tall in the wind. His sharp eyes calmly stared at the environment of the Wind Tomb Ferry. The one who came was actually the hall master of Pingyuan Palace, "The Sword of Mercy" Li Guangling.

There was a reason why Li Guangling suddenly showed up in the middle of the night. The moon was dark and the wind was high. No one would have thought that he would suddenly appear here. On one hand, the renowned Young Master of the Hall, Hong Jingtao, had followed them because of Qin Yue'er. On the other hand, the renowned Young Master of the Hall, Hong Jingtao, had followed them because of Qin Yue'er.

Of course, his goal was even more so because of the appearance of the Heavenly Execution Alliance's demon-level character, the one most in danger, the one that was about to appear at the North Gut Pavilion. As for this group of fiendish evildoers, he was determined to personally eliminate them. Under his ever-changing Sword of Mercy and Mercy, all the powerful enemies would be reduced to ashes and disintegrated. The three thousand elite imperial guards under his command were preparing to strike down the enemy with a thunderbolt. Wu Ke used it. I don't care if it's true or false in Zhenjiang, I will catch all of you tomorrow.

His sharp eyes scanned the people in front of him as he ordered, "Han Congan, have him come to see me!"

He waved to the guards to send the order to the troops. The imperial guards around him responded with swords and sabers. A group of armored elites started to march quickly towards the Zhenjiang Division.

Very soon, the deacon Han Congan, who had been waiting on the shore for a long time, arrived with a group of men. He took a large step forward and bowed, "This subordinate Han Congan has been waiting here for a long time, but has been ordered by the hall master!"

Li Guangling, the Sword of Mercy, scrutinized him once, and his sharp eyes seemed to want to look at him clearly. He quickly lowered his head to listen quietly. He thought to himself, "Did my story come to light?" That shouldn't be! Where did it come from, and why did he look at me so suspiciously? However, this was a life and death situation, and he didn't dare to act rashly. His heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Li Guangling's eyes flashed, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "Why are you only here now? Is Hong Jingtao and the others still doing well these past two days? "

Han Congan's scalp tightened as his small mustache trembled. His heart nearly jumped out of his chest as he quickly replied, "There's nothing abnormal." They are still in the Wang family. "

Although Li Guangling had understood all of this beforehand, he still asked again. He hoped that the person in charge of Zhenjiang, Han Zhi Ming, didn't disappoint him. Of course, he didn't want anything to go wrong with what happened tonight. Therefore, he immediately ordered, "Yes!" Let's go to the hall first! "Let's go!"

The two groups of people, after hearing this, combined into one, quickly and silently walked away from the West Zin Ferry. Under the cover of night, when no one was around, no one expected that the Sword of Mercy would suddenly lead three thousand elite soldiers to Zhenjiang. Of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to bring more troops. It was just that he was too fast, and feared that if he had too many troops, they would attract the attention of others. If those crafty Heavenly Execution Alliance monsters noticed, their efforts would have been for naught.

Not to mention that he had already deployed an elite army outside the city in advance. Tomorrow would be the time of the third army's life. When he thought that after so many years, he would have to face this lifelong enemy Wu Ke once again, Li Guangling only felt his blood boiling and the fire of war raging in his heart gradually rose. That was the strongest fighting spirit and fighting spirit in the man's heart. For a moment, he was unable to calm down. It's been ten years, a whole ten years. It's about time that the grudge between us for so many years came to an end.

Wu Ke, ten years ago, your great army almost captured Yangzhou City, and I, Li Guangling, was almost killed by your army. The heavens have eyes, and finally let me live in this world, cutting off your evil intentions. As long as I, Li Guangling, am alive, I will never let your conspiracy succeed! Come on, kill him!

When his three thousand elite guards arrived at the Zhenjiang Division and slept in their clothes, all was silent. They were waiting for the sunrise when the murderous intent overflowed.

At this moment, Li Guangling was left behind by the person in charge here, Han Zhiyin. He had been in a hurry earlier, so there were some things that he didn't have the time to ask. He sat upright, his sharp eyes focused deeply on the person standing in front of him. "Han Congan, do you have nothing to say to me?"

As if he had been struck by lightning, Han Congan was scared out of his wits as he shakily said, "Hall Master, I —"

What Li Guangling said next shocked his heart into a complete mess. Li Guangling held onto the Life Severing Sword and slowly unsheathed it, revealing the unique cold blade in the sky and the earth. Killing intent filled the air and filled his eyes.

He was completely oblivious to the dense sword shadows and casually said, "I already knew that you were colluding with famous people. Do you really think that Dongfang was transferred to the Suzhou Palace for no reason? The pavilion master has long known about the schemes that you two have set up behind your backs. However, due to old friendship, he did not want to cause too much trouble. Otherwise, do you think your head would still be on your neck? "

Han Congan's entire body shuddered as a trace of panic flashed across his eyes. Trembling, he said, "Subordinate —"

Li Guangling's face turned cold and shouted, "Tell me the truth, and be honest! How much money did you take? You can say nothing, but don't think I can't do anything to you. I have already investigated very clearly that Wang Tie-jun is a famous man. When we searched his estate, what do you think? How exciting! I didn't expect him to make a secret account of all your years of trading! Every single line is clearly written on it! "

He waved his hand. Jing Jingyuan quickly took out a thick stack of account books and placed it in front of him, allowing him to flip through it.

Han Congan knew that the other party's evidence was conclusive and that a great catastrophe was about to befall him. However, ants still secretly lived, let alone him who treasured his life like gold. His mind was blank and confused. He slowly reached out his trembling hand to flip through the paper. At this moment, it was like the end of the world, suffocating and painful.