Chapter 575 Trial

In the camp, Zhang Zhen'e, who was tied up, was escorted to arrive.

Snapped.

Zhang Zhen'e was thrown to the ground. He seemed to be still drunk and looked confused.

Lingyang, which was guarded by millions of soldiers and was strictly guarded by horses and horses, was captured by a surprise attack overnight, leaving everyone in a state of confusion.

"Zhang Zhen'e, I've heard about his name for a long time." Ye Fan's voice woke him up. Zhang Zhen'e raised his head and glanced around, only to see many Nanchuan senior officials.

His eyes moved, and when he saw Ye Mou, Zhang Zhen'e trembled: "General Ye..."

"Zhang Zhen'e, why didn't you answer the call?" Ye Mou was obviously furious, "Why, you don't even recognize me?"

"I don't dare." Zhang Zhen'e shook his head quickly, and when he was about to explain, Ye Fan spoke up first.

"Everyone has his own ambition, and it is natural that he should not be called."

"Marshal Ye, Zhang Zhen'e has retired for many years and is no longer a member of the Imperial Army."

The words had some profound meaning, Ye Mou hesitated, did not speak anymore, and took a step back. oeI

The atmosphere in the hall obviously changed, and Zhang Zhen'e also felt something was wrong, and he knelt down quickly: "Master Tiangong, Zhang Zhen'e is willing to lead the entire Lingyang Army to surrender!"

"Now the Lingyang Army will surrender to me without your leadership." Ye Fan replied, patting the table gently. Behind the scenes, Zhu Bai walked out and stood behind Ye Fan.

"Zhu Bai, why are you..." Zhang Zhen'e's face turned a little ugly when he saw Zhu Bai.

"Compared to you, God has earth-shattering ambitions." Zhubai replied with a calm face: "I was determined to learn when I was fifteen years old. I read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles in order to put what I have learned to use one day, not Drunk to death in a pond of wine and a forest of meat."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhen'e choked and saw Mark by chance, only to find that there was a coldness in Mark's eyes.

"God, are you going to kill me?" With some fear in his heart, Zhang Zhen'e said bluntly: "Although I did not accept Marshal Ye Mou's order, I am not an enemy of Nanchuan."

"I am not a hero like God. I just want to stay in Lingyang and have no intention of competing for supremacy. In the eyes of God, is this also a capital crime?"

"In my eyes, it's a capital crime." Ye Fan replied, his eyes cold.

"Why?" Zhang Zhen'e couldn't believe it, "What I did was even less serious than that of the Governor of Nanchuan, Mr. Zuzi. When God took Nanchuan, he did not punish Mr. Zuzi but instead reused him. When it came to me, he said I was a capital offender. "

"It sounds like you know a lot about me."

"No wonder you dare to indulge in such joy."

Ye Fan replied, looking at Zhang Zhen'e who couldn't accept it, and snorted slightly:

"Zhang Zhen'e, although I am easy to kill, I don't distinguish between right and wrong."

"During his tenure as governor, Mr. Zuozi did not have any great achievements to say that he could serve the human race. He devoted himself to governing Nanchuan. He was an enemy of me for the sake of the people. It is reasonable for me not to kill him."

"And what about you? Zhang Zhen'e, what did you do during your tenure?"

"I haven't done anything, I have no merit, and I'm not the worst." Zhang Zhen'e replied.

"It's easy to say." Ye Fan shook his head, flicked out a bag of things, "Take a good look, this is something I can buy casually on the streets of Lingyang."

Snapped.

The thing fell in front of him. Zhang Zhen'e was stunned. He picked it up and tore it open. It was a bag of white powder. He was a little confused. He stretched out his finger and put it into his mouth. His expression changed immediately.

Halfway through the words, Zhang Zhen'e seemed to wake up with a start, choked on his words, and kowtowed repeatedly: "God, I know I was wrong!"

"As an important minister, if you make a mistake, you will be punished by death. If you have no merit, it is the biggest mistake."

Ye Fan spoke meaningfully and shook his head again: "It's useless for you to admit your mistakes to me. I won't give you a chance to change. Nanchuan doesn't need people like you."

"I really knew I was wrong!" He said silently. Seeing that Ye Fan really wanted to kill him, Zhang Zhen'e also panicked and said hurriedly: "God, I was a member of the Heavenly Royal Army. Seeing as I fought hard and bloody for the human race on the front line. For the sake of a few years, spare my life!”

After talking, Ye Fan didn't respond. Zhang Zhen'e quickly looked at Ye Mou and wanted to step forward but was stopped by the guard: "Old general, help me!"

"I still have my mother, wife and children. If I die, they won't know how to survive in this troubled world!"

"I can't die!"

After all, he was a former subordinate. Ye Mou obviously couldn't bear this scene. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Ye Fan shaking his head lightly at him, he struggled.

"You have retired for many years and are no longer a member of the Heavenly Royal Army."

For a while, Ye Mou just said one sentence, let out a long sigh, then took a few steps back and disappeared into the crowd.

"No!" Ye Mou disappeared, and Zhang Zhen'e became even more panicked. He looked around and found that everyone was indifferent to each other. Finally, he turned his attention to Zhu Bai again.

This was the last straw. Zhang Zhen'e opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Zhu Bai said: "Zhang Zhen'e, I won't say anything for you."

One sentence was like a basin of cold water being poured down on him. Zhang Zhen'e visibly froze, and his whole person seemed to turn into a wood sculpture.

It wasn't until the guards came to pull him down that he seemed to be going crazy and kept saying: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"I don't want to die!"

"..."

Begging for mercy was of course useless. Soon, the guards dragged him down, and soon, wailing sounds could be heard outside.

As the voice fell, there was silence in the hall, but Mark didn't seem to care much and waved everyone away.

Zhubai did not retreat, and the two were silent for a long time. Ye Fan suddenly asked: "Zhubai, did you just want to beg for mercy for him?"

"Tiangong's sharp eyes are like squares." Zhubai replied: "Although Zhang Zhen'e is stupid, he was the one who promoted me to his side in the first place."

"Although he didn't listen to me, he still showed kindness to me..."

"Then why didn't you say anything just now?" Ye Fan asked.

After saying this, Zhubai shook his head, looked out the door, and said lightly: "If I tell him, God may keep him, but in that case, my weight in God's heart may not be worth mentioning. "

"Nanchuan is like a crouching dragon. Now that the crouching dragon has awakened, talented people will continue to arrive in the future. I need God's help to realize my ambitions in the future."

He doesn't need to execute Zhang Zhen'e, but now that the situation is rising, he needs to unite so many people and work together to move forward bravely.

Nanchuan has been at ease for a long time, and many people are no longer sober, and death is the punishment that can make people sober most.

…

"Boy, I'm feeling better again."

In the beast-controlling space, Qiongqi, who was full after eating, was digging his teeth out of boredom. He looked at Ye Fan who was practicing quietly there. He seemed to be curious and came over with such a big bone.

"You kid, you are practicing so fast, you have already broken through the Star Glory immediately..."

boom.

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan's huge aura soared into the sky.

"Okay, it's already shining brightly." Qiongqi smacked his lips.

"If you dare to disturb me again when I practice next time, I will never let you off lightly." Ye Fan opened his eyes, slowly withdrew his sharp aura, and spoke calmly.

"Why do you always think that I am so weird?" Qiongqi replied, smiling flatteringly: "We have been getting along very happily recently."

"You attack the city, I eat the people, I eat the people, you attack the city... At this rate, by the time you capture more than a hundred human provinces, I will definitely have recovered."

"When the time comes, you will have territory and a powerful divine beast like me to help you. You will have no worries. You only need to practice quietly for a few years and you will be able to transcend."

"Stop doing this, you Qiongqi, you are full of bad things." Ye Fan replied, but suddenly remembered something at this time, and asked Qiongqi: "I heard you say detachment many times, it sounds like , your master’s detachment seems to be very important to you?”

"No." Qiongqi replied, but soon, when it saw Ye Fan's bright light, it felt a little embarrassed, "I forgot about the soul contract."

As he said that, Qiongqi scratched his head and stopped talking nonsense. He said seriously: "The mythical beasts born in ancient times are all derived from the way of heaven. Although they are extremely powerful, they are also limited throughout their lives. This is both an advantage and a curse."

"The only way to lift the curse is with the help of a transcendent."