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Perhaps before, they gritted their teeth at this "rebel clan" and insisted on killing them, but after seeing Bo Jinhai's miserable appearance, the resentment in their hearts also disappeared.

The death-death black poison in his body was hoarse, and even if they didn't deal with it, Bo Jinhai wouldn't live long...

Seeing that the elders of the Bo clan and a group of senior officials had no objection to their proposal, Bo Yisheng leaned out, waved his arms, and ordered the two Bo disciples waiting on both sides:

"Come here, let this Bo Jinhai come out of the Bo Mansion and will not be half a step closer to my Bo Mansion in my life! From now on, if I want to let me know whoever dares to contact Bo Jinhai in secret, then I will be treated as the same crime! Never give up!"

Two Bo disciples took Bo Yisheng's order and then dragged Bo Jinhai, who was covered in blood, and left the sect...

Seeing that today's major event was over, the elders of the Bo family and the senior officials dispersed after saying goodbye to Bo Yisheng. After a while, in the crowded sect, Bo Yisheng was left at first sight.

Bo Yisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly sinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing Bo Jinhai and Bo and others leaving, a girl in yellow came out from behind the screen on the side of the sect and came to Bo Yisheng's side.

The girl was wearing heavy makeup and looked pure and cute. Of course, if she didn't speak.

I saw that the corners of the girl's mouth were slightly tilted, her eyes were sunk, and she looked sour.

"Father, did you let him go?"

This girl in yellow is no one else, but the initiator of Bo Jinhai's fall into this realm, Bo Yiao.

Listening to Bo Yiao's inquiry, Bo Jinhai spoke lightly and said:

"He has the darkness of death in his body, and there is no cure in the world. Even if I don't kill him, he won't live long. For the sake of his many years, let him die peacefully."

I saw Bo Yiao raised his long eyebrows and reminded Bo Yisheng:

"Father, Bo Jinhai has been with you for many years. He must have known a lot of secrets of my Bo Sect. Just letting him go is a big hidden danger for our Bo Sect."

Listening to Bo Yiao's words, Bo Jinhai's eyes suddenly became steep. After lowering his eyebrows and thinking for a moment, he said:

"But he can't speak anymore, it shouldn't matter."

Bo Yiao smiled slightly, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she said badly:

"Father, but he still has his hands?"

Bo Jinhai first let out a long sigh, then turned around suddenly, left after leaving a sentence.

"You can do this, but don't hurt his life. I have already told everyone that I want to save his life. I cannot lose my prestige. I will keep my word."

Bo Yiao smiled knowingly and said with words:

"Father, don't worry, I know what to do."

...

Two disciples of the Bo family threw Bo Jinhai onto the street in front of the Bo Mansion like they threw the dead.

Before this, the two disciples of the Bo family had not forgotten to search Bo Jinhai's body and plundered the only two gold coins left on Bo Jinhai.

At this time, Bo Jinhai was lying on the ground, and blood from his forehead flowed across his face, and finally hit the ground with a click. In a short while, a small pool of blood formed on the ground.

Looking at Bo Jinhai with blood on his face, a crowd of onlookers gathered on the street in front of Bo Mansion.

Although Bo Jinhai looked sloppy and had blood on his face, some people in the crowd still recognized Bo Jinhai.

Seeing the former heroes falling to such a state of decline, people sighed for a while and couldn't believe their eyes.

You should know that just a few days ago, Bo Jinhai, one of Bo Yisheng's confidants, was also the object of worship among the people of Shetuo City. I don't know how many people in Shetuo City want to marry their beautiful daughter to the young and promising hero of the Bo clan family as their wife.

In the eyes of the people of She Tuocheng, Bo Jinhai is not only shrewd and capable, but also a fifth-level king who is only twenty-five years old.

You should know that among the human monks, those who can become fifth-level kings before the age of thirty can be called young fifth-level kings. Such people will almost certainly become sixth-level saints in the future.

Coupled with Bo Yisheng's reputation, Bo Jinhai has a bright future... And such a young talent favored by countless She Tuocheng people failed in front of the Bo Mansion, so depressed and embarrassed that the onlookers couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

"Good and bad luck are endless, and things are unpredictable..."

Bo Jinhai, who was watching the crowd, crawled on the ground for a while, and watching more and more onlookers, he quickly scattered his hair and used his disheveled hair to cover up the bloody bumps.

Bo Jinhai rushed out of the crowd, like an insect that could not stand the day, and rushed west under the sun.

Bo Jinhai ran to tears. He had never been so afraid of other people's gaze like today. Passers-by's eyes fell on him. Whether it was kind or malicious, Bo Jinhai's eyes were ridiculed and despised... He felt like countless knives were inserted into his chest, stabbing him so hard that he could not speak.

It’s no wonder that it’s like a ray of light on the back and a thorn in the throat.

Bo Jinhai rushed towards a sparsely populated place and gradually disappeared from people's sight...

...

On the eve of dusk.

Next to the garbage dump behind a restaurant in Shetuocheng, Thin Jinhai, with disheveled hair, was nestled in a corner, quietly watching two wild dogs scattering leftovers in the garbage dump.

At this time, the blood on Bo Jinhai's face was dry. His clothes were torn, his hair was unkempt, and his face was covered with mud and dust. How could he be so sloppy that even if he was placed in the pile of beggars, he was the one who looked the most like a beggar.

Two quarters of an hour later, two wild dogs were wrapped around their belly. They raised their proud dog heads and walked proudly by Bo Jinhai.

When one of the wild dogs passed by Bo Jinhai, he still barked at the wild dog beside him, frightening Bo Jinhai, who was curled up with his head, trembling.

The wild dog barked at his companion, which felt like saying:

"Hey, man, look at that person, he is not as alive as us..."

After the two wild dogs walked away, Bo Jinhai looked around in a panic. After confirming that there was no one, he was driven by instinctively and slowly walked towards the garbage pile that was turned over by the wild dog.

He hadn't eaten for three days. In Bo's prison, he only secretly drank a bowl of water with the help of an old acquaintance.

Bo Jinhai's spare storage ring was taken away by Bo Yiao long before he was deafened by poison. The only two gold coins left on him were also taken away by the two Bo's little girls.

The biggest difficulty in front of Bo Jinhai is not even the blackness of death, but the fact that he has no money to eat and has no face to see people... He has nowhere to stay and is likely to be starved to death.

The black death evil in his body, Bo Jinhai, who was already very weak, could no longer hold on. His instinct to survive made him give up his dignity and drove him to search for food residues left by wild dogs in the garbage dump.

The so-called fortune is a tragedy that a person disdains the delicacies of a few days ago, and even if it turns into a slurry that is licked by a dog, he still has to suck it desperately...

Just as Bo Jinhai was pulling out a bone with flesh-slittered flesh and was excitedly reaching out to get it, an incident happened.

I saw a black boot with gold edges stepped straight on Bo Jinhai's right hand, stopping Bo Jinhai's move to reach out.

The force of the black boots made Bo Jinhai grin in pain.

Bo Jinhai raised his head in panic and looked at the masked man suddenly appearing, and was stunned for a moment.

Bo Jinhai felt the person coming from behind. When he was about to look back, the man who was stepping on his right hand suddenly raised his foot and kicked him on the cheek, causing his body to reverse in the air and fell heavily on the ground.

However, before Bo Jinhai could figure out what was going on, two people who emerged from somewhere again pressed his body and hands tightly and fixed it on the ground.

It turned out that there were three people in total, and three masked people!

In the infinite fear in Bo Jinhai's eyes, the masked man who kicked Bo Jinhai just now took out a two-foot-long black iron mace from the storage ring and held it tightly in his hand.

The black iron mace in the masked man's hand was clearly angular, with silver hooks and sharp bulges on it, which looked like a mace but not a mace, but like a torture tool, making people feel scared.

Bo Jinhai was frightened and sweated coldly. He wanted to scream but couldn't scream, so he could only hum a low voice. He struggled desperately, but Bo Jinhai, who was already suffering from a strange poison and was on the verge of starvation, could not break free from the power of the two great men.

With a look of despair, the masked man tried hard to swing the black iron short mace with the original true energy in his hand, and hit Bo Jinhai's right hand heavily!

Under the attack of a mace attached to the original true qi, Bo Jinhai's right hand broke his bones and tendons in an instant, and his flesh and blood were blurred...

Bo Jinhai, who was in great pain, still couldn't scream. His face was pale, his body stiffened, and his face was extremely distorted for a moment, and then he fainted in pain.

Masked man ignored him completely. He raised the blood-dropping black iron mace, aimed at Bo Jinhai's left hand, injected the source energy again, and waved vigorously again.

Just as the masked man's black iron mace was about to fall again, a loud shout came, frightening the masked man who was "conducting the crime" to the point of shock.

"Hao! Stop it!!"

When the three masked men heard the sound, they saw a strong man with gray serpentine eyes wide open and looked at them angrily.

Behind the man of Huishan was four or five men holding sticks and looking like beggars.

"Three shameless things, even beggars, do you know who covers this place!"

The strong Ash Cranium man shouted roughly as his fists squeaked.
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