Chapter 588 Doubts

As the sun rose, outside Canglan City, rows of people were kneeling, each one tightly tied.

"They really sent people here." Looking at this rather spectacular scene at the top of the city, Taki Mu's eyes were filled with surprise, especially when he saw a few familiar faces, and he said: "Some of them are generals. "

"They are very smart." Beside Taki Mu, Ye Fan seemed to see clearly: "These people can't hurt their vitality. If they can be sent out in exchange for peace, it is nothing."

"So, have we reconciled with them?" Taki Mu replied hesitantly.

"Reconciliation for what?" Ye Fan asked.

Takimu was stunned for a moment, "They sent people away, and if we go on an expedition...it seems unreasonable."

"In an era without rules, truth is only in the hands of powerful people."

Ye Fan shook his head with cold eyes: "Canglan City is mine now, and I need to ensure the absolute safety of Canglan City."

After the voice fell, Takimu understood, her expression was a little complicated, she lowered her head and said nothing, and the female generals on the side also lowered their heads and said nothing.

No one said anything more. After yesterday's dinner, no one in Canglan City could stand up to resist Mark.

No one said a word, Ye Fan just nodded slightly and walked towards the bottom of the city tower.

Soon, the city gate opened, and Ye Fan walked out riding a fire-eating hellhound.

"Lord God." The envoys from all sides who had been waiting for a long time were overjoyed to see Ye Fan walking out alone, and walked quickly towards Ye Fan one by one.

"My lord knows people poorly and fails to restrain his subordinates. God announced that the lord immediately realized the problem and sent me to bring these traitors to God."

A messenger with a goatee walked at the front, with an apologetic smile on his face: "All the perpetrators have been brought. I hope God can forgive us for our temporary confusion."

"Let me take a look." Ye Fan nodded, riding on the horse, his eyes sweeping over the tied people.

After looking around, he found nothing outstanding, and Ye Fan shook his head: "Okay, that's it."

"Has God promised to forgive us?" the man with the goatee asked cautiously.

"Forgive?" Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows: "Did you make any mistakes?"

"This..." Goatee choked. Ye Fan was unexpected to ask such a question, but a person on the side hurriedly handed over his hand: "Our mistake was that we did not discipline our subordinates and soldiers well, and rebelled."

"Oh." Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded, then waved his hand: "It's okay, that's not your fault."

"Great." The messengers were a little happy. They didn't expect Ye Fan to be so easy to talk to. Only Goatee seemed to feel something was wrong. He looked up at Ye Fan and opened his mouth. Before he could ask, the ground started to vibrate. .

Boom, boom, boom.

When the voice sounded, Goatee's expression changed, and the envoys also felt something. They quickly looked towards the city gate and saw the Execution Army marching out in order.

"God, didn't you mean..." Goatee panicked and wanted to ask quickly, but Ye Fan interrupted him.

"I said, you are not wrong."

"Since there is nothing wrong, then why should I forgive you?"

Rumble.

Before the answer could be heard, the cavalry had already passed by Ye Fan, and the butcher's knife fell, harvesting the people who were kneeling on the ground like the sickle of death.

The wailing didn't even have time to sound, only the sound of heads falling to the ground and blood splattering were heard, and then the army moved away into the distance.

"God, we are just messengers." Someone said tremblingly: "Go around us."

"I never thought about killing you." Ye Fan shook his head and patted the head of the Flame-Eating Cerberus. The Cerberus led him forward, not very fast, and slowly followed the army away.

"But Canglan City doesn't take in men, and your territory probably won't be able to keep you. It's better to give you a happy life."

After two paragraphs, the first half just let out a sigh of relief, but as soon as the second half came out, everyone was terrified, and just as they were trying to escape, the flames were already ignited.

"God! We didn't do anything!"

"Why do you want to kill us too!!"

"You murderer! You will not end well!!"

"..."

The wailing sounds sounded in the flames, like the roars of ghosts in hell, and behind the flames, the figures of Ye Fan and the Execution Army gradually became smaller and disappeared.

"He killed everyone." On the city tower, Long Li'er saw this scene with her eyes. She was young and had never seen blood in Canglan City. At this time, she just felt a little scared.

"Sister, Feng Po and the others were also killed by God."

"Don't talk nonsense." Taki Mu replied quickly, but she was also feeling uneasy and pulled Taki Li'er into her arms. "Feng Po and the others are very nice people. God will not kill them."

"I'm afraid." In her arms, Long Li'er's voice was trembling: "Sister, can we not be allies with God?"

Hearing the sound, Taki Mu fell silent and patted Taki Li'er, but his eyes moved behind him.

Inside the city gate, there are the people of Canglan City, all women, all women who have no power to tie a chicken.

God Tiangong eliminated all the senior officials of Canglan City who opposed him, but he didn't care about these people.

"Tiangong is the best choice." After a moment, Takimu replied: "He is a ruthless tiger. Only such a person can make the wolves who covet Canglan City fear."

"He is not greedy for beauty and will not have any other ideas about Canglan City. As long as we are absolutely loyal, this is the least costly option."

"Can't we just rely on ourselves?" Long Li'er asked: "In the past, we all got through on our own."

"It was possible before, but not in the future?"

"Maybe in the future." Taki Mu shook his head and looked at the fire outside the city again, but his eyes slowly became firmer.

"But now, no."

…

"God, you deserve to die!"

"You stand up for a group of women??" After being stabbed to the ground, the cottage leader still roared: "You killed all my brothers just to stand up for a group of women!"

"I have no intention of standing up for anyone. Killing you is just to capture the traitors." Ye Fan replied, squatting down: "What, do you think you should not be killed? Do you want me to describe your crimes again? ?”

"You will not end well." The leader of the cottage did not answer Ye Fan and spat out a mouthful of blood. "We moved Canglan City because of the higher-ups. If you stand up for them, the higher-ups will make you pay the price."

"Above?" Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "From your tone, your master is at least on the level of the King of the North or the King of Ming, right?"

"It's enough to make you die a hundred times." The leader replied, very stubbornly: "God, your cruelty is known to all the human race. The higher ups were not willing to be your enemy. Now, you are seeking your own death."

This fearless look made Ye Fan even more interested. Just when he was about to ask something, he only heard a smashing sound from the leader's mouth, and then the leader tilted his head and lost his voice.

"Committed suicide?" The guard on the side quickly checked and quickly took out a broken false tooth from the man's mouth.

"He had poison in his mouth."

"A copycat leader, has such great determination?" Ye Fan was a little surprised. Looking at the copycat leader, he felt something unusual.

In not much time, the soldiers who had been surrendered from other places returned and brought news. Without exception, the leaders of the forces that participated in the siege of Canglan City used various means to commit suicide after being captured.

"Who can make so many people follow him wholeheartedly?" Ye Mou returned. Obviously, he also felt something was wrong: "Their tone didn't seem to take Nanchuan seriously."

"The people standing behind these people are probably not small characters."

"Our move to Canglan City may have attracted this person's attention."

"I have thought about this possibility." Ye Fan was calmer, sitting at the desk, looking at the various objects used by the leaders to commit suicide, his eyebrows also tightened.

"Canglan City is located to the north of the Thirteenth Province of Zhongzhou. In the north, except for the King of the North and the King of Ming, who can have such means to control so many minions..."