Chapter 2673: The Rage of the Great Southern King

As soon as the bundle was taken out, the bloody smell spread out immediately, and the stench was overwhelming.

The Great Southern King frowned: "What's in this? Open it for me!"

Ruan Xiaojiu slowly opened the bundle, revealing the head of Guijiaoqi inside.

When he saw the head of Guijiaoqi, the Great Southern King's brain exploded with a buzzing sound, his eyes turned black, his emotions collapsed, and he almost fainted on the spot.

His son, his only son, Guijiaoqi, now only has a head left.

He is dead, and he, the Great Southern King, is the last one left!

The elders were horrified and hurriedly came up: "Lord Nanwang, take care of yourself."

"Lord Nanwang, I am sorry for your loss, you must not be in any trouble."

"Lord Nanwang, wake up quickly, wake up quickly!"

The Great Southern King suddenly slammed the table and stood up, and the air vibration caused by his arm lifted all the elders around him.

The veins on the face of the Great Southern King were bulging, and he looked ferocious and terrifying. He pointed at Ruan Xiaojiu and roared: "Come here, chop him up for me, chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!"

"No, I don't want his life. I will torture him to death bit by bit and make him suffer!"

Ruan Xiaojiu was so scared that his whole body went limp. He knelt down and begged for mercy: "Lord Southern King, it's unjust, it's unjust."

"I didn't kill the seventh brother. His death has nothing to do with me. If you kill me, the real murderer will go unpunished. If the seventh brother knows about this, he will not rest in peace."

The elders also comforted the Great Southern King.

"Lord Nan Wang, calm down, you must stay calm!"

"In my opinion, Ruan Xiaojiu cannot be the real murderer."

"This old slave thinks so too. First, his strength is not as good as Guijiao Qi, and he is not capable of killing Guijiao Qi. Second, if he really killed someone, would he bring Guijiao Qi's head to the Nan Sect? Isn't this courting death?"

"Lord Nan Wang, let's listen to Ruan Xiaojiu's statement and see what he says." WeNXuEmi.Cc

Under the persuasion of the elders, the Great Nan Wang gradually regained a trace of reason.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes as big as copper bells stared at Ruan Xiaojiu, wishing he could eat him alive.

Although Guijiao Qi might not have been killed by him, it did not affect the Great Nan Wang's anger towards him at all.

"Okay, you tell me the whole story, tell me everything!"

"If you dare to tell a lie, I will make you live a life worse than death!"

Okay, okay!

Ruan Xiaojiu nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, he was timid and regretted it.

If he had known that the Great Southern King was so cruel, he would never have accepted this mission.

Just now, the Great Southern King wanted to chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs without any reason... As expected, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger.

Although Ruan Xiaojiu took a deep breath and calmed down, his voice was still trembling.

"Today is the day to collect rent. I went to the Northern Centurion Group to collect rent early in the morning. But when I arrived at the Northern Centurion Group, I found that the Northern Base was empty and there were signs of robbery at the base."

"At that time, I naturally thought that the Southern Group had annexed and looted the Northern Group, so I went to the Southern Centurion Group to investigate the actual situation."

"But what I didn't expect was... I was still a step too late. The Southern Centurion Group had tortured Ghost Foot Seven to death..."

"I also risked my life to barely rescue Brother Seven's head."

"I still have injuries on my body, you see..."

Ruan Xiaojiu lifted his clothes, and sure enough, there were three or four blood holes in his abdomen.

In fact, these blood holes were stabbed by Ruan Xiaojiu himself, just a self-torture trick, just to make it all look more real.

Centurion Corps, Centurion Corps!

The Great Southern King could no longer control his Qi, and his Qi was raging all over his body, tearing up everything that could be torn apart around him, such as wooden tables, chairs, porcelain, etc.

Even the stone table in front of him, which weighed several meters, was overturned to the ground.

"Kill, kill, I want to kill all the Centurion Corps!"

"Elder Corps, send a message to the eight thousand captains of the Southern School, let them lead the elites of each thousand regiment to gather here!"

"Today, the Centurion Corps will be a river of blood!"