Today is the day to practice Nanchun in killing the "Tian Xiao Enchantress".
After three soul-chasing cannons were fired, the executioner reported to Lu Wenzheng and He Yuting: "Your Majesty, the time has come. Please give me your instructions!"
The two of them looked at each other with bright eyes. He Yuting took out a piece of paper, threw it on the ground with a bang, and ordered: "Identify the true identity of the witch Tian Xiao and punish her!"...
The executioner, who was fat and muscular and had a fleshy face, roughly took the death card from Lian Nanchun's body and raised the ghost-headed sword in his hand fiercely.
Lian Nanchun closed his eyes in despair. At this time, she heard a scream coming from her ears, fierce and long.
Is this what death feels like? Why is there no pain?
She slowly opened her eyes and saw the executioner lying in front of her, dripping with blood, with a sleeve arrow in his throat and wrist, and he was dead.
It turned out that the sound just now came from the executioner's throat.
At the critical moment, Jiang Chun raised his hand and fired two sleeve arrows. One hit his wrist and the other hit his throat.
The poor executioner failed to kill, but instead sent himself to hell first.
Jiang Chun and Li Gang shook off the large-brimmed hoods on their heads and had already exchanged hands with a group of guards. Their faces were covered with blood, and they fought happily with the guards.
Monk Pingming made a "white rainbow praying to the sky" posture, and his figure soared into the sky, like a fleeting silhouette. He had already flown in front of Lian Nanchun several times.
He quickly drew out the sharp blade and cut off the rope on Lian Nanchun's body in a few strokes; then he used lightning to untie her acupuncture points and shouted in a deep voice: "Miss, leave quickly!"
A cold smile flashed across the corner of Ying Chuanlin's mouth on the execution platform, and he said gloomily: "Do you still want to leave?"
There was a long roar, and several guards around him had been prepared for it, and suddenly pulled the mechanism; the execution ground was immediately filled with flames, and there was a loud bang and a deafening explosion of gunpowder.
This is a terrible scene. Thick smoke from the fire rose into the sky, and the air was filled with a suffocating pungent smell. People fled in all directions, crying and shouting.
The execution ground was filled with blood and flesh, and there were screams; dozens of guards who had no time to escape were also killed by the fish in the pond, and they all died in confusion.
At this earth-shattering moment, Monk Pingming desperately pushed Lian Nanchun.
Under the huge push of Monk Pingming, Lian Nanchun's body flew five or six feet away, as straight as an arrow that was loosed from the string. The huge inertia caused her to fall heavily to the ground. She felt dizzy and almost fainted.
Lian Nanchun struggled to get up, grabbed a steel knife at random, repelled the attacks of several guards, and staggered towards Monk Pingming.
Monk Pingming was now covered in bruises and bloody wounds. The situation was really horrific.
Lian Nanchun stumbled to him, threw himself to the ground, and cried: "Master! Master!..."
Monk Pingming was dying; he slowly opened his eyes, looked at her face blankly, and said intermittently: "Miss, the great monk can no longer serve you, you must take good care of yourself, you must..." Kill this thief Ying Chuanlin and avenge me and your aunt..."
Lian Nanchun's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he burst into tears and said: "Master, don't worry...I will definitely kill them and avenge you..."
Monk Pingming nodded happily; his eyes were still wide open, and there was an unconcealable sense of unwillingness and resentment in his blurred eyes.
He took a gentle breath and said with an air of gossamer breath: "And...that brat Ling Yun, you must not...can't..."
Lian Nanchun's scarlet eyes flashed with determination, and he said in a trembling voice: "I will never let that ungrateful person go...Master, what's wrong with you?...Master! Master!" !..."
Lian Nanchun called several times but received no response. She tremblingly put her hand to Monk Pingming's nose. He was no longer breathing.
At that moment, Lian Nanchun felt his heart twitching painfully and shrinking into a ball.
She held the body of Monk Pingming and shed tears.
Her voice whimpered, and then turned into a loss of voice and a long howl, like a wounded tiger, howling and howling in the boundless mountains and fields. The pain was mixed with unspeakable despair and sadness.
Several unscrupulous guards came at her with knives. Lian Nanchun happened to find the punching bag. He waved the steel knife in his hand, blood splattered everywhere, and the guards screamed in agony, causing countless casualties.
Lian Nanchun's heart was as cold as ice and her eyes were as red as blood. She waved the sharp blade in her hand like crazy, venting all her anger and hatred on the poor guards in front of her.
While she was killing mercilessly, she gritted her teeth and shouted: "Ling Yun, I hate you! I hate you!...I'm going to kill you! Kill you!..."
Her mind was filled with the shadow of Ling Yun, and everyone in front of her seemed to have become the incarnation of Ling Yun. She rushed to kill desperately, and at that moment, the whole sky seemed to be dyed red with dripping blood... …
Junma Mansion, in the flower hall of Huanyun Pavilion.
Princess Huanyu rested her forehead with her right hand and sat boredly in front of the desk. Her expression was neither happy nor sad, and her almond-shaped eyes shone with ambiguous emotions.
At this time, Ling Yun's servant Yu Zhu walked in with a worried look, glanced at Princess Huanyu timidly, swallowed hard when the words came to her lips, and lowered her head sadly.
Princess Huanyu glanced at him lightly, her expression casual and lazy: "Just say what you have to say, no need to hesitate."
Yuzhu stood with his hands lowered and said cautiously: "The Commander-in-Chief Ma Ye said... there is something very important. Please come over..."
Huan Yu said casually: "What's the matter?"
Yu Zhu scratched his head with his hand and said calmly: "I don't know about this little one, and the county master didn't tell me! But he repeatedly emphasized that the matter is very important. If the princess doesn't go there, it will... I will regret it..."
A sarcastic smile flashed across Huan Yu's half-narrowed eyes, "Regret? What regrets do you have? Ling Yun, are you trying to bluff me with big words again?"
Her brows instantly became indifferent, as if she was talking to Yu Zhu, or to herself:
"Hmph, don't I understand what you're thinking? Today is the day to practice Nanchun's surgery. You really can't stay in the room anymore, so you want to coax me to come over with sweet words, open the chains and acupuncture points for you, and then you'll be fine Go save that witch!
"You said you've come to this point, but you still can't forget about that witch. Your infatuation for that witch is really touching! Huh, the more you act like this, the less I can do what you want! Ling Yun, you Just stay in the room for me!"
After that, she turned her cold eyes to Yu Zhu who was aside and said: "Go and tell him, just say that I am very busy now and have no time to talk to him, and ask him to stop wasting his efforts and just stay in the room with peace of mind." Recuperate!"
Yu Zhu lowered his hands and said "Yes" respectfully, and glanced at the princess secretly with some embarrassment, and muttered: "But the princess also said that if the princess really doesn't come, he may never see him again. Already..."
"What do you mean?..." Princess Huanyu's eyes suddenly shrank, and she stood up suddenly. Her eyes were like ice picks, and she shot coldly at the innocent servant next to her, "What does he mean by this? Is he saying this?" Threaten me?..."
Yu Zhu's face turned pale with fright, and he backed away continuously: "Princess Princess, you... don't go to me like this! That's what the Commander Ma Ye said, little... I'm just responsible for conveying..."
Huanyu suddenly laughed, the laughter was long and shrill, which made Yuzhu tremble all over.
She lowered her face and said with a cold look: "Yuzhu, tell him to stop wasting his efforts! He wants to blackmail me so that I can let him go out to rescue that witch. It's simply a wishful thinking!"
"But the princess..." Yu Zhu was so anxious that his face was sweating, he was rubbing his hands and feet, and wanted to say something else, but Huan Yu was impatient to listen to his wordy words anymore, so she snorted coldly and rushed He rolled his eyes, turned around and walked out.
Looking at the cold and decisive back of Princess Huanyu, Yu Zhu was like a deflated ball, lowering his head feebly...
In the bedroom of Huanyun Pavilion.
Several large acupoints around Ling Yun's body were restrained, and thumb-thick diamond chains were still fastened to his feet and wrists. He lay flat on the brocade with a pale face.
The young boy Yumo was serving Jinjin respectfully and with a low eyebrow.
After listening to Yuzhu narrate incoherently what happened when he went to see Princess Huanyu, Ling Yun's originally pale face turned even paler.
At that moment, he only felt heartache, his throat was swollen, and his throat was filled with a fishy sweetness. He couldn't help but open his mouth, and a mouthful of blood choked out directly from his throat!
Yu Zhu and Yu Mo were immediately overwhelmed with panic. They hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said, "Commander Ling, Commander Ling, you...what's wrong with you?"
With an imperceptible forbearance, Ling Yun weakly shook his head, his voice deep and hoarse: "I'm fine... You two go out first, let me be quiet for a while."
The two boys looked at Ling Yun's painful expression and felt unspeakable sadness in their hearts. They wanted to step forward to comfort him, but they didn't know how to speak.
While the two were hesitating, Ling Yun waved to them decisively.
They did not dare to go against their master's wishes, so they had no choice but to say "yes" and walked out dejectedly.
Before leaving, Yu Mo did not forget to say a word of concern: "Commander Ling, if you need anything, just call us..."
The two boys left the dormitory in an uneasy mood. They just stood blankly at the door of the room and looked at each other. It was like there were countless bugs squirming in their chests, and they felt uneasy.
The two of them stood outside the door for an unknown length of time. From time to time, they put their ears against the door and carefully listened to what was going on in the room.
The strange thing is that there was no sound at all in the room at this time. It was eerily quiet, terrifyingly quiet, and suffocatingly quiet.
The air seemed to be stagnant and stopped at that moment, making it suffocating.
"It shouldn't be. No matter how quiet it is, there can't be no sound at all. Something must have happened!" Yu Mo murmured attentively.
No matter how dull the two boys were at this moment, they still noticed something was wrong. They could no longer hold their breath, pushed open the door and rushed in with trembling hands.
