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When the case of the Ding Huang Family was still awaiting trial, the big case of Tang Jixiang assassinating Qin Guan had long overshadowed the former's limelight. In an instant, everyone on the street was discussing the matter. The hostages had just seen the result of their hard work, but it was like nothing had happened.

Tang Jixiang was writing confessions in court and had confessed everything. He even saved the punishment, claiming that he had a personal grudge with Qin Xiao. The two of them were old acquaintances. When Qin Xiaoliu was killed, he helped him, so they became sworn brothers. On the day before he took office, Qin Xiao took advantage of his absence to stay in his house. When he woke up in the middle of the night to act like a beast, he met his father in the toilet. After killing his father, he raped and then killed his wife. After returning home in the middle of the night, Tang Jixiang was injured by him and escaped by a fluke. During this year, he had been practicing his martial arts with the sole goal of avenging his revenge. He Cheng-ge and Zhou Su-chen ordered him to take charge of the matter, put away the confession, and put him in prison for later trial.

This matter was like a stone that gave rise to a thousand ripples. On the second day after this happened, someone on the stage even acted out the drama of "Stabbing Qin". The contents were even more bizarre than Tang Jixiang's confession, and Qin Xiaozui was even more unsightly. In the play, Qin Xiaoliu was saved by Tang Laixiang. He had planned a trap in advance to capture Tang Laixiang's wife, who was portrayed as a pure and strong woman who committed suicide without fear of rape. Qin Xiaoliu was so angry that he couldn't get rid of his youngest son. The owner's surname was whispering to each other, and everyone was talking about it. It was said that his entire intestines had been stabbed to pieces, and even deities would find it difficult to save him. He was simply relying on the palace's healing panacea to keep him alive. Princess Yi Huan knew that Qin Xiao was a hooligan, but she did not expect him to be this bad. She did not really believe him, but that day, he had arrived at Dragon Sword Villa, but it was impossible for Qin Xiao to find out why.

Not long after that, Qin Xiao suffered a heavy injury and passed away. Everyone was applauding and cheering. Although she didn't have any feelings for Qin Xiao, she didn't expect to become a widow so soon. She couldn't accept it even though she was looking at the distant Mo Qingfeng, wondering if she would be able to accept her when he returned? Nangong Kai Ran originally wanted to be buried in glory, but he did not dare to make a big fuss at this critical time. He could only take things lightly, but it was a pity that he no longer had the glory behind him. On the day of the funeral, the person carrying the coffin had somehow fallen over at the entrance of the mansion with a high-quality Golden Thread Nannan coffin in his mouth. Qin Xiao's thin and shriveled body had rolled out along with it, and no one could believe the splendor of her previous life no matter how they looked at her ashen and lifeless face. The people retreated in fright. A tall woman in the crowd hurriedly stepped forward to help lift the corpse. She checked her appearance and cut a pulse on her wrist before leaving. When Dan Rong saw that Qin Xiao would not be at peace even after his death, he hurriedly ordered his men to place the corpses back in place.

The emperor was at a loss for what to do. He was angry that he couldn't take advantage of the situation and lamented that he had taken the life of Qin Xiaoliu. It was truly a loss to a man and a loss to his army! Helpless, he could only issue an imperial edict. Tang Jixiang had assassinated the government officials and the royal family. He was sentenced to be sentenced to death in a short period of time for conspiring against the royal family.

After the accident, Zhou Suchen took his place temporarily, so when someone claimed to be Tang Jixiang's distant cousin came to visit him, she was able to enter the prison without any problems. In the prison cell, Tang Jixiang was sleeping soundly. His complexion was much better than when he had gone on assassination. The days in the prison cell had raised his spirit and vitality.

That distant cousin of hers was the person who helped Qin Xiao at the funeral! She squatted in front of the cell door and chuckled, "The Fire Qilin, Tang Jiaxiang, is worthy of his reputation as a master swordsman. You are still able to remain so calm at such a time. I am very impressed." His cousin opened her originally thin voice, revealing his original male voice.

He sat down cross-legged and focused on meditating as he replied, "What's there to be impressed about? What we have to eat is chicken, duck and fish. What we have to drink is good wine. What's there to panic about?" After he finished speaking, he sneered and said, "What? Did you send me here in advance? "

"No, Your Excellency can't die yet. The situation has changed." That cousin's face turned gloomy and said with a helpless expression: "I'm afraid it will make things difficult for Hero Tang. His Majesty has ordered me to put him to death. No matter what, we cannot let him die in the prison."

"Oh? Is His Majesty praising me or that Qin Xiaoliu? "Ha, now that I think about it, since he was so hurt, it's not wrong to give him back his life."

"The Death Soldiers of Lord Zhou's manor are truly blood men."

Tang Jixiang changed the topic of conversation and said, "But to be executed at a moment's notice is outside of the penalty. It's an extrajudicial method. I can't promise you that I won't say anything."

"I understand, I will definitely not let Tang Xianzi suffer." The female cousin took out a roasted chicken from her basket and put it in the cage. She then said, "Big Cousin, please eat something. You will die of hunger on the Road to River Styx." He then turned around and walked out. Suddenly, his eyes flashed as he darted to the corner and caught a man who looked like a scholar. "What are you sneaking around for?"

That person was none other than Jin. Qin Xiao once ordered him to carefully watch over Lady Huang and Chen Shuwen, even though Qin Xiao had passed away, he still hadn't forgotten his mission. He panicked as he said, "You, you, as expected — —" The moment he said that word, his throat was cut by his cousin, and his head fell limply to the ground. The cousin thought for a moment and then dragged the corpse and left it in front of Tang LI Xiang's cell. Tang LI Xiang quickly ran over and looked at him with a confused expression.

The eldest cousin called for the guards and left quietly. After leaving the prison, she went into the most unremarkable house. He removed his appearance and a woman came out: "Humph, he painted a ghost like appearance, who did he hurt?"

Luo Rui was not angry, but his expression was solemn. Yu Xiao Jun rarely saw him like this. Could it be that something had happened to him?

"Xiao Jun. I need to leave for a while. Take care of yourself."

Yu Xiao Jun didn't say anything. She waited for him to leave the room before she whispered, "Come back early. Be careful."

"Of course, of course," Luo Ju was full of smiles and was actually excited.

The matter of the gold came out the next day. It was said that it was to avenge Qin Xiaoliu's attempt to kill Tang Laixiang in prison. In the end, he was silenced by Tang Xiu. Zhou and He did not condemn the old owner for taking care of them. Instead, they set aside a pension for the family, and were grateful to the old and the young.

The case of Tang Jixiang stabbing Qin soon came to an end. The weather was very good that day, and the sky was clear. Tang Jixiang couldn't walk fast with his feet shackled. He raised his head and took one last look at the white clouds. People on the street were already shouting, "Look at the killings!" It's a matter of killing people! " Some children ran after the group out of curiosity, just like they did every January 15th. The parents would press the children down and grumble in their ears as they dragged them home. Someone said disdainfully, "Tsk, what's so good about a dead person?" Another person said, "This time it's Lingchi, it's so exciting!" As the crowd began to move, some women began to run home, muttering about the sins they had committed. The men held on to their necks, afraid that they wouldn't be able to see what was happening.

Tang Jiaxiang looked at his cold blade. He didn't know how many people's blood had been stained on it. He had thought that he wasn't afraid of death at all. But now, he clearly understood that he was afraid. His heart was afraid. Eighteen years later, he will be a good man again! " "Someone from the crowd called out for him, followed by the unceasing cheers of the crowd." "Look, his legs are shaking, he's scared." "Yea, the great assassin Tang Jiaxiang is scared!" "After cheering, a wave of jeering followed." "I — —" Tang Jixiang suddenly wanted to argue loudly. He was a chivalrous hero, a hero who had assassinated a midshipman. They should send him off with wine! In his mind, he gradually began to think of himself as the hero who would avenge his father and his wife! But all he said was "I" and the executioner cut his scalp off, and the whole piece of skin drooped down over his face, his eyes, and at last he saw only the jubilant crowd and the clear day.

They did not go back on their word, and the second executioner stabbed him in the heart, and there was no more pain.

I'm a hero!

He was still chanting in his mind.