The Era of Game

32 Kneeling

    A brawny man beside Wan Jingtian yelled at Li Zheng: "Laughter! The sub-rudder is sitting on this upright position, and the one who died is the traitor Yang Shuo. Don't talk nonsense!"

    Wan Jingtian held his head up and looked at Li Zheng coldly.

    Li Zheng was greatly stimulated, crying: "Big Brother, Big Brother! No, I never believe it! Big Brother can't die! My eldest brother is extremely martial, how could you kill him?"

    The other bandits in the chamber also stood up, some were silent, and some cried. But the most exciting one is Li Zheng.

    Only Zhong did not hear, squinted and sat firmly in the first place, watching all this.

    Wan Jingtian snorted coldly: "Really? Yang Shuo has extremely high martial arts? In my opinion, he is not good enough! I kill him extremely easily. I just use a little water spirit technique. He doesn't even have the ability to resist, but instantly , He died."

    When Li Zheng and Zhong Buwen heard this, they both showed different surprises.

    Yang Shuo didn't even have the ability to resist, so he died?

    The four people around Wan Jingtian were calm.

    In fact, Wan Jingtian did not know what "water spirituality" was. He also heard the spread of those bandits and villagers before, saying that someone saw Wan Jingtian sprinkle some water on Yang Shuo at that time, and the giant beasts As if he had received some order, he rushed to tear Yang Shuo and others to pieces.

    They said that because Wan Jingtian was a water imperial messenger, he must have used water spirit art at that time.

    Yang Shuo was later smashed by the giant beasts and only a pool of flesh and blood was left. Naturally, no one would know that he had been sprinkled with the blood of a small giant beast.

    Wan Jingtian got such a statement, just so happy.

    The four entourages around Wan Jingtian would rather believe in what they saw with their own eyes. It is believed that Wan Jingtian easily killed almost a dozen of the most powerful people in Shi Rongshan with just a few seconds; I believe Wan Jing Heavenly spiritual power is deep, and they are their water imperial envoys.

    Therefore, when Li Zheng pointed to the bell under the hall and said that it was the water imperial messenger, the minds of the four followers did not waver.

    Li Zheng held the sub-rudder's belt tightly, the light in his eyes seemed to kill Wan Jingtian.

    Zhong Buwen finally spoke slowly, his voice dumb: "The young man is so spiritual, it is so easy to kill me as a sub-master."

    Wan Jingtian squinted at the clock and said, "Who is the old man? Why did you come to Shirong Mountain as a water envoy?"

    Zhong did not hear the smile, he looked like a loving old man, he said: "Finally, stop, then Yang Shuo, kill you when you kill it. Right now, I want to see what your baby is going to play. ."

    Li Zheng looked at Zhong Buwen in astonishment: "What's the matter? Did you recognize the identity of the Wanjingtianshui imperial envoy? So you really are not the true imperial envoy?"

    Li Zheng is not an emotional person, but in the face of such a major change, his heart is ups and downs, and it is difficult to calm down. Therefore, his judgment of many situations has lost his usual level.

    Zhong Buwen still chuckled, and instead of answering Li Zheng’s question head-on, he said: “But no matter what, I will stipulate that the waist card of the sub-rudder represents all the rights of the sub-rudder. And now this waist card, It is indeed owned by the doll above. Li Zheng, you are Shi Rongshan's sub-rudder. When you see the sub-rudder, do you just call his name like this?"

    Li Zheng was dumbfounded: Although what the clock did not hear was reasonable, but-he looked at Wan Jingtian who was smiling hypocritically above the high position, and then thought of his elder brother who had just died tragically. His heart was full of heavy and sorrow. Resent, but not to attack.

    He struggled for a long time, his face turned blue, but finally he bowed his head and clasped his fists at the high position: "Li Zheng has seen the sub-rudder master."

    With Li Zheng's call, Wan Jingtian didn't laugh.

    "Kneel." Wan Jingtian's voice was cold and firm.

    "What?" Li Zheng looked up suddenly.

    Seeing this kind of development, the smile on his face grew even stronger when he ignored the clock.

    The subordinates should kneel when they met their superiors, especially for the first time.

    Wan Jingtian does not care about these forms of people, but at this moment, he must have Li Zheng’s kneel—because of Li Zheng’s status as the second master in Shi Rongshan, because of Li Zheng’s unacceptable attitude towards Wan Jingtian. Because of Li Zheng's deep-rooted friendship with Yang Shuo, he must kneel. Kneel Wan Jingtian, kneel to everyone on and below Shi Rongshan to see.

    Li Zheng's cheeks were trembling, his limbs were trembling, and his whole body was trembling.

    He is angry, he hates, he refuses. But what can he do? At this time, the eldest brother is dead, and the "master rudder master" order has been issued. At this time, the more than 20 subordinates on the mountain have no idea how many have turned their hearts to Wan Jingtian. And if you talk about fighting for life, Wan Jingtian is a person who can kill Yang Shuo and a dozen generals under Yang Shuo with a wave of his hand. Li Zheng is just a little master, so what power can he fight?

    Hitting the stone with the pebbles hurts his life and cannot avenge his elder brother.

    At this time, the four entourages beside Wan Jingtian walked down and walked to Li Zheng's side, glaring at him, and pressing him down on his knees.

    Wan Jingtian pretended to be high, and said, "Don’t force him—Li Zheng, tell you the truth. Those brothers who stayed in Shuitian Village at that time, the dozen or so stubborn ones have followed Yang Shuo was killed by me together; the remaining twenty-odd people have already bowed down to me and recognized me as the sub-rudder."

    Li Zheng's eyes widened.

    Wan Jingtian threw out the irreversible fact that "those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me die" are intended to further deter Li Zheng and defeat his psychological defense.

    Li Zheng looked at the four brawny men next to Wan Jingtian with last hope. Those were the brothers he used to get along with each other day and night. They were the people who were brought by Yang Shuo. They must know the truth.

    But those four people avoided Li Zheng's sight. They are a little sad, but very firm.

    Wan Jingtian stood up from his top seat, took a step forward, walked to the edge of the high platform, looked down at Li Zheng, and said: "From the standpoint, he Yang Shuo is a rebel in the meeting, and I am the master of the rudder who was ordered to suppress the rebellion. The thief’s water imperial messenger; I don’t even look at Yang Shuo in my eyes for the thief, let alone you; for people’s hearts, I think I also account for most of them at the moment. Li Zheng, I haven’t killed you yet, I think you Such a wise man will not be fooled by traitors and go astray."

    Li Zheng listened, panting heavily, seemingly engaged in a great psychological struggle.

    Wan Jingtian continued: "Li Zheng, I respect you as a person with an idea, so I gave you a chance to show your sincerity. You don't have to force me to kill you, do you?"

    Li Zheng bit his lip, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

    The air in the whole chamber was tight and very quiet. Everyone was watching Li Zheng, waiting for his response.

    Li Zheng took a deep breath.

    The serious hostility retreated a little bit.

    Finally, he knelt on the ground with a puff, and said to Wan Jingtian who was in the high position: "Li Zheng, see the master of the rudder!"