An iron pestle attracted all Lin Ye's attention. He didn't even look at the man holding the iron pestle.
After returning to Yunzhou, Lin Ye met Ning Weimo and knew why and how the Chu brothers died.
Lin Ye also met his eldest brother Zhuang Junji. He said in front of his eldest brother that he would also avenge this enemy.
At this time, Song Shisan also saw Lin Ye.
He didn't know why, but the moment he saw Lin Ye, his heart skipped a beat.
It was like encountering a natural enemy.
It only took half a breath, and Song Shisan's reaction was to... leave.
He smashed the Lin Mu Mansion he was holding at Lin Ye, then turned around and ran as hard as he could toward the backyard.
He rushed, and Lin Ye threw his quicksand array knife away with a wave of his hand.
Song Shisan glanced back as he retreated. At this moment, he was sure that Lin Mu's Mansion could block Lin Ye.
Aren't all good people like this?
Even if Lin Ye threw his knife, there was still Lin Mufu in the middle. Lin Ye couldn't bear to kill such an important person.
If Lin Mufu is alive, he can convict more people. If he is dead, it means nothing.
It’s so hard to be a good person.
Fortunately, neither is Lin.
He threw the Quicksand Formation Knife towards Lin Mufu, but Lin Mufu couldn't dodge it anyway and was still flying.
With a pop, the array knife directly cut off one of Lin Mufu's arms.
After the knife passed and the arm was separated from the body, the blood spilled and Lin Ye also passed.
Song Shisan was startled, turned around quickly, and swung the iron pestle fiercely at the formation knife, not daring to hold back any force.
He remembered hearing someone say that Lin Ye's knife could change shape like quicksand.
So he felt that such a knife might be sharp, but it was definitely not hard.
There was a sound.
Only after the iron pestle was swept down on the formation knife, did Song Shisan understand what hardness meant.
He didn't even expect that Lin Ye's formation knife would be so heavy.
Usually a knife flew towards him, and with his strength, if he swept it with a pestle, the knife would still fly far away even if it didn't break.
But when the pestle hit him, the knife was blown away a little, and his wrist and arm felt sore and numb.
So at this moment, Song Shisan was even more determined to run.
Holding back the surge of energy and blood, he rushed backwards with all his strength. When his speed increased to the fastest, his body was suddenly frozen.
Many people have tried how it feels to be pulled violently while running with all their strength.
That's how ordinary people feel. How fast can Song Shisan run?
In his rapid speed, he seemed to have been tied with a chain. At this time, he reached the limit of the chain and was pulled to a stop.
But there were no chains on him.
There is it on his iron pestle.
To kill him, Lin Ye would certainly not have any thoughts of preserving his strength. When he saw the iron pestle, Lin Ye was already ready to go all out.
So while throwing the array knife, Lin Ye used almost all the inner energy he had saved.
This inner energy is like a line, although it is very thin, it is extremely condensed.
This inner strength controls the array sword, otherwise, no matter how heavy the array sword is, it will be knocked away by Song Shisan.
Under the control of Lin Ye's inner strength, the formation knife quickly transformed into a quicksand form.
One end of the knife locked the iron pestle, and the other end quickly extended out.
Lin Ye grabbed the handle of the knife, and at this time, the array knife had been stretched to more than ten feet.
Song Shisan was pulled so hard that his arm seemed to be broken.
He glanced back, shocked.
Without any hesitation, he threw the iron pestle towards Lin Ye and continued running forward.
A strange scene happened.
The iron pestle he threw didn't fly towards Lin Ye. Lin Ye's inner strength quickly controlled the thrown iron pestle through the array of knives.
The iron pestle flew up as if it was being held by a hand, and stabbed Song Shisan in the back in the opposite direction.
Maybe it's because he has experienced countless dangers, or maybe he learned many life-saving skills in his childhood.
Song Shisan was keenly aware of the danger behind him and pounced forward.
The iron pestle flew over him, carrying a gust of wind.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Song Shisan saw the iron pestle making even weirder movements.
The flying iron pestle suddenly stopped in mid-air. He had never seen such a situation of stopping in mid-air.
In the next breath, the iron pillar turned around, the pestle pointed downwards, and smashed down on Song Shisan's back.
Song Shisan rolled continuously to dodge, and the arrayed knives that were almost stretched into a line seemed to be more flexible than his hands. He held the iron pestle and smashed it hard.
Song Shisan didn't know how many times he rolled, but he finally got some distance away from his own iron pestle.
When he stood up suddenly and looked up to run, he found a face in front of him.
His tumbling in desperation was all part of Lin Ye's calculations.
While Song Shisan kept rolling, Lin Ye was already waiting in front of Song Shisan, even calculating the time accurately.
"No injustice, no hatred..."
Song Shisan shouted almost subconsciously, but only once.
Lin Ye reached out and grabbed Song Shisan's chin, then pulled it down hard...
With a very strange sound, Song Shisan's chin was directly pulled off by Lin Ye.
A person without a chin looks like he has lost half of his face. The lower half of his face is empty and bloody, making people shudder just by looking at it.
Lin Ye dropped his chin casually, then reached out and grabbed Song Shisan's hair and shook it back.
Song Shisan was like a heavy crossbow that was shot out, flying quickly against the ground, and then hit Lin Mufu who had fallen to the ground.
Lin Mufu groaned in pain. The impact directly broke several of his ribs.
Lin Ye strode over, and without waiting for Song Shisan to make any move, he held the iron pestle in both hands and stabbed it down hard.
With a pop, the iron pestle penetrated Song Shisan's body, and then penetrated into the earth fiercely.
Song Shisan, who had lost his chin, looked particularly clear when blood overflowed from his throat.
But Lin Ye didn't plan to end it like this, because Song Shisan was carrying the lives of two Chu brothers.
Lin Ye bent down, grabbed Song Shisan's neck and pulled it up, just like pulling out the candied haws from the skewer, pulling Song Shisan out of the iron pestle.
Then, put it on again.
This time it was through the heart. Lin Ye pressed the person into the iron pestle. The moment he released his hand, Song Shisan's body slowly slid down the iron pestle.
There is obviously no sound, but it gives people the illusion that the internal organs of the body and other things are rubbing against the iron pestle to make a sound.
Lin Ye just stared, the murderous look in his eyes not completely dissipating.
Song Shisan slid to the ground and lay there, his eyes becoming extremely empty.
When he returned to Geling this time, he didn't expect many things. The most unexpected thing was... Lin Ye's first blow was to pull his chin off.
He's dead, but it's not over yet.
Lin Ye once again pulled Song Shisan out of the iron pestle, and then pointed the top of the iron pestle at the gap where Song Shisan had lost his chin.
The next breath, Lin Ye slapped Song Shisan on the shoulder.
There was another pop, and the iron pestle crashed into Song Shisan's skull from the chin level, and then broke through the skull again.
Song Shisan's head was wrapped in the iron pestle and slid down quickly.
At this time, Lin Mufu was still lying on the ground.
This scene frightened Lin Mufu. He couldn't even care about the pain of his broken ribs or his broken arm. He kept moving aside to pupate.
Because the iron pestle was poking beside him, and when Song Shisan's face slid down the iron pestle, he met his eyes.
When the chinless face fell to the ground, it still looked so stable. Lin Mufu was so old and injured again. He was so frightened that he actually fainted.
But he didn't remain unconscious for long before he was awakened by a burst of pain.
When he opened his eyes, he found Lin Ye squatting in front of him and plucking his fingers.
It seemed that the finger was not far away from being torn off.
"General, General... Why is it like this? I'm awake. I want to thank you, General, for saving my life."
But before he could finish speaking, he screamed in pain.
Because Lin Ye really broke off his finger, Lin Ye didn't want to use pain to stimulate him to wake up.
"Who were the people who planned to betray General Liu Jigong back then?"
Lin Ye asked in a particularly cold voice.
The pain instantly made him sweat, but Lin Mufu still gritted his teeth and shook his head.
"I don't know what the general is talking about. What the general does is against the rules...ah!"
There was another scream.
When Lin Ye said the words law and discipline, he broke his second finger.
"Who else but you."
Lin Ye asked again.
Under the severe pain, Lin Mufu's whole body began to tremble.
Song Shisan did not expect that Lin Ye would throw that knife regardless of Lin Mufu, and Lin Mufu also did not expect that Lin Ye would be so cruel.
He had already lost too much blood, one arm was broken, and the wound was still bleeding.
After being tortured continuously at this time, Lin Mufu's face was as white as paper.
Lin Ye still looked at him expressionlessly, without even a little anger or hatred. The most ruthless killing intent had no emotion at all.
"I told you that you can't take revenge. It's not one person's business at all..."
Lin Mufu lay there, breathing heavily.
He raised his head hard and looked at Lin Ye: "I know you won't give up, but you will definitely not be the winner in the end."
"Just like now, you can torture me, but you are a loser..."
Lin Mufu said: "You don't dare to do anything to me. You will stop my bleeding later, because the emperor does not allow me to die at this time. I am still useful and can be used as evidence to convict more people..." ...."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Ye had already broken off his third finger.
"who is it?"
Lin Ye asked for the third time.
"It's me, so what?"
Lin Mufu's eyes were blood red, maybe he was angry, he just looked at Lin Ye like that.
But it doesn't make much sense for him to be cruel.
Lin Ye said: "You are already like this and you still refuse to say anything to me. How could you say something in front of His Majesty? How could you provide evidence to convict those people? In this case, why do you need to see me? To Your Majesty."
Because of these words, Lin Mufu finally reacted.
He shook his head vigorously: "I can tell you something, but I have to tell you something if you don't treat me like this. You'd better send me to His Majesty... You really want to kill me." Your Majesty will not agree to it even if you leave me."
Lin Ye grabbed the clothes on Lin Mufu's back with one hand and lifted Lin Mufu up.
Put it on.
On that iron pestle.
Then, press down.
"It's best that no one else gets the information I can't get from you."
Lin Ye pressed Lin Mufu and pressed down little by little. The thick iron pestle penetrated Lin Mufu's chest.
"Actually, I don't mind if you tell me or not."
Lin Ye let go of his hand and watched the body fall.
"You just said that it's not one person's business. This sentence is enough. Actually..."
Lin Ye kicked Song Shisan's body out of the way, and Lin Mufu's body fell to the ground.
"Actually...I don't mind if there are more people."
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