Datang: Signed in for Seven Years and Was Exposed by Empress Changsun

It seemed that seeing the change in the momentum of the people, a middle-aged man in the crowd shouted loudly.

"We're not afraid of you, you'll kill us all!"

Li Hong chuckled suddenly, looked at the speaker, and walked towards him step by step.

Chapter 117 Carrying the coffin and blocking the door, forcing Li Hong to kill

The crowd was a little confused.

When Li Hong walked towards them holding Fang Tian's painting halberd, these people panicked.

There is a saying that good people are bullied, and good horses are ridden by others.

When Li Hong bared his fangs, these people were too frightened to speak.

"You... what are you doing?"

The person who was stared at by Li Hong backed away tremblingly.

He looked at Li Hong in horror, feeling that Li Hong's real murderous intent made him uncomfortable.

"Didn't the general say that?"

"I'm going to kill someone, so don't leave."

Li Hong smiled brightly, revealing his snow-white teeth.

But in the eyes of the middle-aged man, it seemed that the devil was smiling.

I'm going to kill someone, so don't leave.

Listen, is this what people should say?

Knowing that he was killed, is he still standing and being killed by you?

The middle-aged man came from a vassal family under Fan Yang Lu's family.

Instructed by Fan Yang Lu to come here to denounce Li Hong.

Because there was a ghost in my heart, I was very flustered when I faced Li Hong.

Now after hearing what Li Hong said, he was so frightened that he retreated hastily and wanted to escape from here.

However, at this moment, there were bursts of suona sounds in the distance.

The voice was miserable and tossed, and those who heard it were sad, and those who heard it wept.

Everyone looked over, even Li Hong stopped, and the difference looked over.

The corner at the end of the road.

Suddenly, pieces of white paper floated up.

Wearing white clothes, he appeared carrying a pair of golden coffins.

A very long team, about as many as hundreds of people.

Crying, beating the chest and stamping the feet, the sound of suona makes people feel sad.

"Patriarch, my poor patriarch!"

"Heaven has no eyes, that damned executioner is still alive."

"Why was my patriarch killed by him, but he was still safe and sound?"

"Killing to pay for one's life, debts to pay back money, the truth has never changed through the ages, why didn't Li Hong die?"

"Li Hong is not dead, the law of heaven is intolerable, Datang's luck will be completely corrupted by that evil beast!"

The funeral procession has not yet arrived.

But the voice rang out.

There was a sound that made people feel heartbroken.

As soon as Li Hong heard it, he knew that these were people from the Fan Yang Lu family.

Come to think of it, the person in the golden coffin is Lu Xinglong, the patriarch of Fan Yang's Lu clan.

It's really extravagant, even using gold to make the coffin, isn't it afraid that someone will dig the grave after it is buried?

The people who carried the coffin were also working hard. There were more than a dozen people carrying it, and each of them seemed to be unsteady.

Fan Yang Lu's funeral procession came to the gate of Li Mansion and put the golden coffin here.

With a bang, the whole ground moved.

The dust billowed, causing everyone to back away in fright.

As soon as the coffin landed, a group of people rushed over and cried again.

In the funeral procession, there was Dugu Gongde and another burly middle-aged man.

And this burly middle-aged man is none other than the General of the Jinwu Guard, Duan Zhixuan!

"Dugu Gongde, as Jing Zhaoyin, you are responsible for the security of Chang'an City."

"Duan Zhixuan, as the general of the Jinwu Guard, you are in charge of guarding Chang'an City."