Chapter 91 The execution platform

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This is a huge execution platform.

The audience was densely packed with people with different expressions.

Every face was looking up, every pair of eyes was looking, every mouth was opening and closing... shouting something angrily.

What are they shouting?

Jiang Wang didn't know.

He is in a dazed state now.

His hands and feet were bound by black chains. This chain shackles his soul, true energy, supernatural powers, physical strength... almost everything. He was so strangled that he couldn't breathe and was in pain all over his body.

This chain has a name, it's called "The Prisoner of the Demon".

Yes, imprison the "devil".

He is a demon communicator, a traitor to the human race, and a spy to the demon race.

He betrayed his friends, his family, his country, and even his race. He is the most shameless and vicious scum in history.

He is a demon.

Among the current public statements——

Not long ago, Jingshitai of Jingguo announced the crime of dealing with demons. Zhao Xuanyang, the genius of Jingguo, took action and captured Jiang Wang in Zhongshan Kingdom.

The State of Qi intended to appease him, and the old monk Kujue of Xuankong Temple intended to shelter him. In order to challenge Jingguo's status and cooperate with their own ulterior ambitions, Muguo and Chu also made protests one after another.

Jingguo did not want to make enemies on all sides, so he did not stop Kujue. Let the real person chase the gods in exchange for the gods before chasing the inner palace.

The two things are considered equal.

In order to get rid of Ku Jue's pursuit, Zhao Xuanyang had no choice but to take Jiang Wang and hide in the ancient devil's cave.

But no one could have imagined that Jiang Wang's status among the demon clan would be so high. With his inner cultivation, he was actually able to communicate with the tombs of all realms and directly summon a true demon to come!

At the critical moment, Master Taiyu of Daluoshan came and killed the real demon with one sword, saving Zhao Xuanyang from death.

Then, Jiang Wang was taken to Yujing Mountain and hung on this huge execution platform.

No more public trials.

The real demon killed by Master Taiyu is itself irrefutable proof.

This is the truth of the matter.

So Jiang Wang is here now.

At this time, his hands were open and tied to the extended crossbar, as if embracing all the spurns and insults.

Countless rotten eggs and rotten fruits hit his chest, his neck, and his face.

Slimy, smelly and rancid.

Just like his reputation.

The best in the world, the best genius in Qi, a third-grade golden melon warrior, a fourth-grade Qingpai head catcher, a noble title Qingyangzi, a nine-pronged Jiang Qingyang...

All are gone.

Now there is only one abominable word left - "devil".

Although he is a human being and practices human martial arts, he is still considered a demon if he is willing to be a spy for the demon clan and become a lackey of the demon clan.

To his right, on the edge of the entire execution platform, stood an ancient log with mottled carvings.

This is an ancient punishment.

After he is beheaded, his head will be hung on this log.

Just like those human traitors who have been executed throughout the ages, to warn the world.

Jiang Wang opened his mouth and wanted to explain.

Song Wanxi is a blood puppet real demon, not a real demon with sanity. Her predecessor was a water tribe. This blood puppet itself was also made by Zhuang Chengqian, the founder of the Zhuang Kingdom, and the whole process had nothing to do with him.

He just inherited the blood puppet brand, how can he be considered a demon?

How innocent he is!

But he couldn't make a sound.

He has extraordinary attainments in sound, but now all his power has been blocked.

He couldn't speak.

The rotten egg liquid blurred his vision, but he still tried to open his eyes.

He wanted to see the people watching under the execution platform clearly, and he wanted to see the world clearly, but he could only see distorted and blurred faces.

What are they shouting? !

"Do you want to know the truth about the world?" a voice asked.

This voice is neither male nor female, has no emotions, and has the most balanced high and low levels. It can't be found anywhere, and it seems to come from the bottom of my heart.

The... truth of the human world? Jiang Wang thought confusedly.

Suddenly, the sound returned and all the noise came.

"kill him!"

"We must kill him!"

"This damn demon spy!"

"He should be cut into pieces!"

"Strike his tendons! Peel his skin off! I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood!"



"No! I'm not a demon spy!"

Jiang Wang suddenly stirred and struggled: "I have saved people in distress, protected innocent sea people, fought life and death with the sea people in the Lost Realm, and showed off my martial arts on the river viewing platform to show the future of the human race! I am not a demon spy!"

But every word and syllable he uttered seemed to be solidified into stones and sunk in the mud, unable to stir up any ripples.

"Jiang Qingyang, Jiang Qingyang, I didn't expect that I am so smart all my life, but I am blind here! Hahaha! Hahaha!"

The laughter is sad and painful.

This voice is too familiar.

Jiang Wang tried his best to open his eyes wide, and vaguely saw Chong Xuan Sheng's fat face full of anger in front of the crowd of onlookers.

Before he had time to explain, his face immediately distorted and changed into Li Longchuan's heroic face: "Brother Jiang, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. It really disappoints me! There will be such an arrow between you and me in the future!"

He turned over his hand and took out an arrow, then broke it in front of him!

Jiang Wang's heart ached! The pain of not being understood and not believed!

The broken feather arrow was caught by one hand.

Li Fengyao, who caught the broken arrow, turned and left without saying a word.

Li Fengyao's beautiful back was torn into pieces silently. Jiang Wuyou strode out from the middle, holding the Fangtian Ghost Halberd in his hand. His eyes were murderous and his voice was as cold as ice: "Jiang Thief! I will kill you with my own hands!"

Fang Tian raised his ghost halberd!

Yan Fu's peaceful face was reflected in the sharp halberd blade.

He looked over, his eyes overflowing with disappointment, shook his head, and said nothing.

Xu Xiangqian's shining forehead was now crowded in front of him.

He tore the sleeves of his robe open: "Cut off your robe and break your righteousness!"

He pulled a mat from nowhere and cut it open with a sword: "Cut the mat and break the righteousness!"

He pulled off another strand of hair and chopped it off casually: "Cut the hair and break the meaning!"

His face turned red and he was furious: "Anything you cut will be broken. I despise you! I despise you!"

Not so!

Jiang Wang wanted to shake his head and shook his head desperately.

But his head was also fixed by some force and he couldn't move.

Can't speak, can't move.

He was in pain, anxious, and angry, but he could only watch.

Watching all the people he knew well pass by in front of him like they were watching a lantern.

Zishu, Zuo Guangshu, Lu Zongxiao, Zheng Shangming...

"Third brother, third brother." Zhao Rucheng closed his peach blossom eyes and sighed: "How could you do such a stupid thing?"

Du Yehu's beard was angry and his eyes were about to split: "There is no coexistence between humans and demons, Jiang Wang, you bastard! I will kill you and then myself!"

Ye Qingyu lowered his eyelids: "You will not be welcome in Lingxiao Pavilion..."

Jiang Wang could only watch all this, gritting his teeth and enduring.

He is too unjust, too hateful, and too bitter!

But I don’t believe this is the ending!

Is there no justice in heaven and earth, and is black and white completely reversed?

Is it up to Jing Guo to say everything?

He didn't believe it, he stared at it all with wide eyes!

Until a sweet childish voice rang in my ears——

"Brother, what is a demon spy?"

There seems to be a piece of something in my heart...

Broken.

He finally broke down.

He closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look or face it again.

How could he face it? !

Just at this time……

"Do you regret it? If you were given another chance, how would you choose?"

the voice in my heart asked.