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Chapter 647 Cutting off one’s robe means severing one’s righteousness(2/2)

"We are no longer members of the Qianlong Club!"

"We are the prince's people!"

"You have taught us how to die since we were young!"

"And my prince has always taught us how to live!"

"So, stop struggling!"

Having said this, Zang Yi picked up his sword, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and said with a solemn expression: "Master, let me call you this for the last time!"

"From now on, we will never have any ties of friendship!"

Finished.

Zang Yi raised his sword and cut off the hem of his clothes: "The prince said, this is called cutting off the robe and severing the righteousness!"

"From now on, we will never have any relationship again!"

At this time.

The young men who had hidden swords also raised their swords, cut off the hem of their own clothes, and said in unison: "Grudges and grievances will never end!"

The boss in black had a face as dark as iron: "Have you forgotten Qianlonghui's kindness in raising you and the kindness I taught you?"

Zang raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you killed Zang Shiliu, we have been at odds with each other!"

"Old guy, stop struggling!"

"Surrender, tell the mastermind behind the scenes, tell the prince about the Qianlong Club, that way you can die more quickly!"

"If you don't tell me, your life will be worse than death!"

The boss in black shook his head: "I won't tell you, just give up!"

Zang Yi and other young men with hidden swords rushed forward: "Then I will make your life worse than death!"

After a while.

The old Tibetan swordsmen who had exhausted their vitality were stabbed dozens of times on the spot. They knelt on the ground covered in blood and yelled with dissatisfaction: "You bastards, if you have the ability, stab the vital parts!"

"Why are you avoiding the vital point?"

"What does it mean to drain my blood exclusively?"

Zang's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Except for the boss and the second child, there is no need to keep the others!"

"yes!"

"kill!"

After a while.

Except for the boss in black and the second in black, all the other old Tibetan swordsmen had their limbs chopped off, and they were wailing on the ground covered in blood!

These people will die after all their blood is shed!

The young men with hidden swords found two branches, tied up the hands and feet of the black-clothed boss and the black-clothed second lad, and headed towards the west gate of the imperial capital like they were carrying two wild boars!

Why do these immortals come back to life?

Why did they design to frame the prince?

Who is instigating them? We must find out!

at this time.

the other side.

In front of the East Palace Gate.

The emperor and the important ministers of the Great Xia Imperial Capital were listening to the complaint of a refugee!

As he listened, the emperor's expression changed!
Chapter completed!
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