On that day, rivers of blood flowed in the city of Xianyang, and the culprit of this incident was sitting in the prison with disheveled hair, waiting for the decision of the young man in front of him.

"Qin Hao, if you want to kill, kill him, why should you be so hesitant?"

"Master Zhao just gave up the hope of living. As long as Master Zhao tells me which "lord" is who, Master Zhao can live on."

"Hmph! I, Zhao Gao, will never betray my lord."

Zhao Gao rejected Qin Hao's request.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense with him. Why don't you let Xiaobai kill him now?"

"Hey, it's all about killing anyway, but I thought of a new way."

Qin Hao said.

"Oh? What's the new way?"

"Lingchi!"

I am the dividing line

"Young Siming, do you think the head of the family will give you a name?"

"This... we are tools, aren't we?"

"Ha, that's right."

Da Siming laughed to himself, then raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Tools...?"

In jail...

"Lingchi? What is that?"

Bai Qi asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Lingchi, it's just..."

"Qin Hao! If you want to kill or behead him, please don't act so mysterious here."

"Oh, Mr. Zhao, don't be so excited. Listen to me, there are several types of Lingchi, including eight swords, one hundred and twenty swords, three hundred and sixty swords, uh... forget it, we

Just choose one thousand one hundred and eleven knives. Of course, Mr. Zhao cannot die before these one thousand one hundred and eleven knives are cut on Mr. Zhao. Okay, come on, send Mr. Zhao away.

Go and "enjoy" Lingchi's happiness."

"yes!"

As soon as Qin Hao finished speaking, the two guards beside him picked up Zhao Gao and dragged him out.

"etc."

"What's the matter, Mr. Xiangguo?"

The two guards stopped and asked Qin Hao.

"Here, use this knife."

As he spoke, Qin Hao handed him a bone-cutting scimitar, and then continued.

"Besides, these one thousand one hundred and eleven cuts have to be completed in ten days. We can't let Mr. Zhao bleed to death on the first day."

"yes!"

After Qin Hao took the knife from his hand, the two guards continued to walk out.

"Hey, you guys...wait a minute...Hey! Stop! I said it, I said it."

"Stop, bring him here."

"yes!"

"Master Zhao, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I will decide whether to Lingchi or not after looking at the situation."

"Yes, I said."

Under such a terrible criminal law, Zhao Gao had no choice but to surrender.

"You may not believe me if I tell you, but what I say is true."

"Say it quickly."

"Okay, I don't know much about my lord. I only know that my lord is called..."

When Zhao Gao said this, he paused and then continued.

"My lord is called Young Master Xiaobai."

"Haha, hahaha, oh, Mr. Zhao, do you think I'm a fool? Oh, Young Master Xiaobai, he doesn't even know how many years he has been dead!"

"I knew you wouldn't believe it. Well, it's time, Mr. Xiangguo. See you in the underworld!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Gao's body expanded rapidly.

"Bang!"

With an explosion, flesh and blood flew everywhere in the cell, and then the flesh and blood turned into bursts of black smoke. Finally, the black smoke condensed together and turned into a... person. Just listen to that person speaking.

"Lord Xiangguo, our competition has just begun. Don't be happy too early."

Then, the black smoke dissipated.

I am the dividing line

After Qin Hao walked out of the prison, he was stopped by two people.

"What...are you doing?"

These two people are none other than Da Siming and Shao Siming of the Yin Yang family.

"That...owner...name."

"By the way, look at my memory, let me think about it..."

Qin Hao is really not very good at naming. After thinking for a while, Qin Hao spoke.

"How about you call me Xue Yue."

Qin Hao pointed at Young Siming and said. After that, Qin Hao turned to Great Siming and said.
Chapter completed!