C887 Kill the City Lord
C887 Kill the City Lord
City Lord Wu's face was ashen as he collapsed to the ground. He knew that everything was over. The image of his hard work had been destroyed. Therefore, he hated Feng Yimo to the core. It was all because of this damn human. Otherwise, he would continue to be his good City Lord and be loved by the people.
"I can write it, but I hope that you can forgive me and spare my life!" City Lord Wu still wanted to make his final struggle.
"After killing so many people, you still want to live? I can promise you that I'll give you a decent way to die. " Otherwise, you won't die even if you want to! " Feng Yimo's tone was cold.
City Lord Wu shivered. He firmly believed that Feng Yimo could do what he said. He could only shake his hands. He picked up the pen and started to write a confession.
An hour later, the cultivators moved hundreds of boxes of belongings into the courtyard. Dongfaang Eh carried a huge treasure vault that was more than twenty zhang long. Feng Yimo waved his hand and received the Sumeru Bracelets. He then ordered the cultivators to take inventory of the belongings. Each suffering woman would be given two thousand Primary Stones as compensation.
The rest would be given to the family members of the deceased after they were done with the inventory.
Four hours later, another group of cultivators took out a total of one thousand and thirty-five corpses. It was a shocking sight.
Feng Yimo immediately ordered the cultivators to post notices on the main streets of Tongda City, asking the residents who reported missing people to register at the city lord's residence within ten years to collect compensation.
All of a sudden, the Prefecture became the center of attention. Thousands of people rushed to the Prefecture, and when they saw the confessions pasted outside the gate, they all pointed at the Prefecture Master who was tied to the flagpole and scolded him. "Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master... Master...
One thousand one hundred and thirty-five skeletons. However, the people who came to report the loss couldn't help but cry out. They didn't know what to do.
Feng Yimo came in front of a white-haired old man and asked for a drop of blood. He jumped into the air and used the Bloodline Searching Technique. The drop of blood circled around the skeleton a few times and finally landed on a yellow skeleton.
"Old family, that one is your family!" Feng Yimo said to the old man in a low voice.
"Thank you, my lord," the old man said. "Thank you, my lord." The old man knelt down and kowtowed to Feng Yimo. Then, he came to the skeleton with trembling hands. He hugged the skeleton and cried, "My daughter, you are so miserable. You are so miserable."
Then, Feng Yimo used the Bloodline Searching Technique to help the people who came to look for the skeleton to find the remains of their loved ones. However, they did not leave. Instead, they knelt down in unison to Feng Yimo. "My lord, please help us kill that hypocritical human-faced beast."
Feng Yimo nodded and came to the side of City Lord Wu. He said loudly, "Previously, I asked you to help me kill that hypocritical human-faced beast! You can't see the true face of the Lord of Wucheng, who has been deceived by him, and now his confession is here. There are so many relatives of the dead and more than 20 women who survived. They are all witnesses. How do you think we should deal with such a person?"
"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!" The crowd was furious, so they raised their hands and shouted," Revenge for the dead humans! "
Feng Yimo saw that the time was right, and he handed a sword to Kong Ping and said," Kill him with your own hands! "
Kong Ping was stunned. She did not understand why Feng Yimo wanted her to kill him, but she still took the sword and came to the side of City Lord Wu. She waved her right hand and the sword light flashed. City Lord Wu's huge head flew into the air.
The onlookers immediately cheered. A beautiful woman killed City Lord with a sword. How deep of an impression was that? They would never forget it for the rest of their lives!
Every family member of the deceased received 20,000 Yuan Stones as compensation. They left with gratitude. However, there were still more than 200 remains that no one claimed. Feng Yimo had no choice but to order the cultivators to protect them carefully. Perhaps there were still people who did not know the news and did not come.
After everyone had left, Lian pointed to the dead body of City Lord Wu on the ground. "Brother Feng, how should we deal with this?"
Feng Yimo looked at Ying Loong and Dongfaang Eh who were envious. He smiled and said, "Do you want to eat?"
The two of them hurriedly nodded. Unexpectedly, Feng Yimo waved his hand and black smoke rose from the dead body of the city lord. It turned into a huge centipede that was eighty feet long. Its dense legs lined up on both sides of its body, making people shiver in fear.
"It is not easy for a centipede to cultivate into human form. If he could obediently become the City Lord and not harm humans, I would not kill him. What a pity." Feng Yimo said with pity. He asked Ying Loong and Dongfaang Eh, "Do you still want to eat?"
The two of them shook their heads. Who liked to eat bugs? It was better to eat those mincemeat demon beasts inside.
Feng Yimo laughed. With a wave of his hand, ten Ice Soul Silver Needles flew out and nailed the centipede's body to the ground. He said to Kong Ping, "I'll leave him to you. You can do whatever you want with him."
Kong Ping was overjoyed and quickly thanked, "Thank you, Young Master?" As a Seven-colored Peacock Clan, I like to eat all kinds of bugs, especially in human form. To them, it was a great nourishment. At this moment, she understood why Feng Yimo wanted her to kill City Lord Wu. That was because she had personally killed the transformed demonic bug, which could capture the demonic soul of the demonic bug. This thing could only be found by chance, because the demonic bug didn't have a soul at the beginning. At the beginning, they were all false souls, but after they died, After its death, the soul dispersed and merged into its body parts. But when the demonic bug was alive, it held a grudge. Whoever killed them, they recondensed because of hatred when they were dealing with the corpses. This way, Kong Ping would be able to absorb the complete centipede demon soul.
"He doesn't look too bad. He's not that annoying!" After thinking through these parts, Kong Ping's attitude towards Feng Yimo changed unconsciously.
Back in the Prefecture, Feng Yimo looked at the few things he had left. He looked at the cultivators who were looking at him and said, "If you want to leave, you can leave now. I won't make things difficult for you. But remember, you are humans. You can't help the demon beasts and bully them."
Putong!
The leading middle-aged cultivator knelt on one knee and said loudly, "Reporting to Sir, this lowly one wants to follow Sir and serve Sir!"
"We are willing to serve Your Excellency!" More than a hundred cultivators all knelt down and looked at Feng Yimo fervently. They had never seen such a powerful human cultivator before and let them see hope.
For many years, the Homo Clan had been living under the shadow of the demon beasts. They had their own dignity, but their dignity was insignificant in front of their lives. For the sake of living, they had given up their dignity!
Feng Yimo hesitated. The cultivation of these cultivators was too low. Most of them were Void Refinement Period, and the highest was only at the peak of the Void Refining Stage. It was of no use to him.