Chapter 1 Burning at the stake

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Chi Chao stood in the dark cell and laughed, happier than ever.

This great gift from the old monk Tianquan allowed Chi Chao to completely get rid of the demon seed's encroachment on him, and even relied on the demon seed's demonic nature to complete his transformation into a demon.

Chi Chao didn't dare to try it because he didn't know what he would become after becoming a demon.

But if the day really comes, he will become possessed without any hesitation.

One night, Chi Chao truly slept completely relaxed. This night, he dreamed of nothing.

There was no danger, only the cold air invaded his body. After three days like this, Chi Chao ushered in his end.

Chi Chao was carried by monk soldiers and escorted to the execution ground.

It was a warm autumn day, and the white marble stone platform of the execution ground was warmed by the sunlight.

The monk soldiers holding him were sweating, but Chi Chaan had a look of love on his face.

The first step he took to the execution ground felt like he was bathing in a hot spring.

The audience near the execution ground included officials, people, and practitioners from the Huang country. Although they had never seen Chi Chaan, they all knew that he poisoned the crown prince of his country.

I thought that the four gentlemen of the Gui Kingdom who broke into the palace would be a burly man, but I didn't expect that what came out was just a weak scholar with no power to restrain a chicken.

Chi Chao will bear the anger of the people of the desert country, and the anger will turn into reality.

People in the wilderness believe that only fire can burn and purify the sins of a person's life.

But before starting the burning, Chi Chaan must be humiliated.

Why do this? Because Chi Chao is one of the Four Gentlemen of the Gui Kingdom, humiliating him is tantamount to humiliating the Gui Kingdom and can increase the aspirations of the people of the Huang Country.

Chi Chao was locked on the execution rack, and a five or six-year-old child walked onto the execution ground, dragging a simple knife in his hand.

The boy walked up to Chi Chaan and dropped the Pu knife.

"Pick it up." The boy put his hands on his hips and ordered.

Chi Chao ignored him.

"I asked you to pick it up!" The boy raised his hand and slapped Chi Chaan several times on the face.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Chi Chao was not angered and just looked at the child kindly.

"Kid, if you really want to be a hero, pick up that knife and kill me, stab it into my heart on the spot, stir it a few times, and let the blood spurt out from the wound."

"Bah!" The boy spat in Chi Chaan's face.

"The four gentlemen of Gui Kingdom can't even pick up a sword!" the boy laughed loudly. When he said this, the crowd burst into laughter.

They laughed, and Chichi laughed too, and they laughed even more joyfully, wildly.

"Have you laughed enough? If you have laughed enough, listen to what I have to say." Chi Chaan finished laughing and stood up straight with all his strength.

"The prince you respect is just a drunkard and a womanizer. He has no blood and cannot manage the country at all. If this country is led by a wise leader, why not worry about destroying the other two countries! Take advantage of the opportunity to invade the Gui Kingdom. When your troops arrive at the city, you can do it right away. Breaking into the city and annexing a territory, but because Gui Guo surrendered one person, he offered gold to withdraw his troops. Gui Guo gave one person in exchange for a city, but you, the king, thought you had made a profit. Hahaha!"

"You are not allowed to insult the king!" Countless pairs of hostile eyes were fixed on Chi Chao, who was tied to the torture frame.

If his eyes could touch someone, Chi Chao would have been riddled with wounds and died.

Chi Chao shook his head. He was not frightened by the glares of the people, and he could not see any trace of nervousness when he was about to die.

"If you don't like it, feel free to come up and kill me." Chi Chaan threatened: "Especially you practitioners, don't stand like a piece of wood. At least move, let me see how powerful the wild dog is. "

As soon as Chi Chaan finished speaking, several practitioners who were angered by him rushed to the execution ground and killed Chi Chaan with their own swords.

"Don't be impudent!" Suddenly, a voice came from the high platform watching the execution place.

This sound is not only a warning to those impulsive practitioners, but also a warning to Chi Chao not to cause trouble.

The old monk Tianquan showed his face from the high platform, and all the people and officials who saw him below knelt down to worship. Even the proud practitioners knelt down and worshiped devoutly.

"It turns out it's you, you stupid bald ass!" Chi Chaan stood with no respect on his face.

"Amitabha." As soon as the Buddha's name was uttered by the old monk Tianquan, the pressure immediately appeared.

Chi Chao felt a huge mountain being placed on his shoulders, his legs were shaking constantly, and his knees were making even louder sounds of bone cracking.

"The strength of character is still so strong!" The old monk Tianquan shook his head helplessly and lightly made a big hand seal.

The handprints grew with the wind and immediately covered the execution ground.

Chi Chaan looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was covered by a huge "swastika". Countless golden Buddha lights fell on the white marble execution ground and fell on Chi Chaan.

The absolute pure power in the Buddha's light and the peak of the Saint Master realm.

Chi Chao's pressure increased again, and this time, he knelt down.

Originally, Chi Chaan was still kneeling, but the pressure was too strong, as if he was going to be pressed into a stone before he stopped.

Chi Chao's face was ferocious, and there was faint evil energy leaking from his body. This was the effect of Buddha's light, which illuminated the evil spirit in his heart.

In a desert country that believes in Buddhism, demons are the natural enemies of the Buddha and naturally the natural enemies of the people.

"He is a demon!"

someone in the crowd shouted.

"Smash him to death!" Someone picked up a pebble-sized stone on the ground and threw it at Chi Chao on the execution platform.

The stones on the execution ground were piled up into a hill, and Chi Chao was pressed by the hill and could hardly breathe.

Arouse the anger of the people, lead to Chi Chao, and stimulate the demonic nature in his body. Tianquan has a good plan.

He saw what he wanted to see appear on Chi Chao.

The old monk Tianquan piled up his cotton sleeves, and all the stones that were pressing on Chi Chaan were knocked aside.

"Deliberately arousing the demonic nature in me, so as to see if the next step is foolproof. I'm afraid I will disappoint you soon." Chi Chaan looked at the old monk Tianquan on the high platform and smiled.

"Come on, purify me." Chi Chao opened his hands and waited for them to tie him to the stake.

The king of the desert country also began to show up. He wanted to burn the murderer who poisoned his son with his own hands. This was his duty as a father.

It took a long time for the obese Monarch of the Wild Kingdom to walk down from the high platform, and he was accompanied by very high-level practitioners. Normally, the number of followers would be even greater.

He approached Chi Chaan step by step until he stopped three feet in front of him.

"Little thief, you have to pay for my son's life!" The king of Huang Country took another step closer to Chi Chaan.

Chi Chao was tied to the torture rack, with a circle of dry wood piled beside him, and extremely flammable animal oil was poured on the dry wood.

A vague aura appeared in the crowd. Even the old monk Tianquan, who was at the peak of the Saint Master Realm, could only know that he was in the crowd, but could not pinpoint his location.

In the crowd, a young man in gray clothes with a Tang sword on his back slightly bent his waist, his breath was restrained, and he seemed to be a member of the crowd.

Gu Qianhao has reached the Grand Master Realm and has cultivated the highest realm of freedom and freedom. Naturally, his escape route will no longer be blocked by the strong men in the Saint Master Realm.

Suddenly, another person with hidden aura appeared in the crowd, but this person was able to be targeted by the old monk Tianquan.

The girl in purple clothes shines in the crowd. But what shines even brighter is the silver sword in her hand.

There is no one in the wilderness who does not know that sword. Anyone who offends the owner of that sword usually ends up being miserable.

"At such a young age, my magic skills have reached the sixth level." The old monk Tianquan sighed at his talent, "Old Tianhuang, I have found a good successor!"

An Ruoran's intention on this trip was Chi Chaan. She did not allow Chi Chao to die in the hands of anyone other than her. Chi Chao's life could only be ended by her.

In the princess's dormitory in the palace, Duanmu Xingyun was watched by Tuoba Rui. She had already heard about Chi Chaan's execution today. Although Chi Chaan was the murderer who poisoned her brother, she still cared about Chi Chaan, so much so that she was now very anxious. , like sitting on a needle blanket.

"Rui, can you let me out?" Duanmuqin begged.

"Your Highness Princess, please forget about him," Tuoba Rui stopped him. "He will always be our enemy. Even if you go, you can't save him."

"No, I can," Duanmuyun explained, "Let him become a horse attached to the wilderness. This is how I save him."

Tuoba Rui sighed and decided to tell Chi Chaan about his wife's death.

"The four gentlemen of the Gui Kingdom have wives. Before I captured him and sent him to the desert, we killed his wife in front of his eyes. Therefore, my princess, he will only hate us deserters, and he would rather die than accept your love. of."

"What!"

Tuobarui felt a thunderous explosion in her heart. Tuobarui's words hit her hard.

The person she loved actually loved someone else in her heart.

"You're lying to me, right?" Duanmuyun didn't believe it.

"Your Highness, you know that I never lie to you." Tuoba Rui looked into Duan Benyun's eyes sincerely. "Before he came back with me, he told me to forget about her."

"Impossible, you are lying to me." Duanmuyun didn't want to believe it.

"Don't be stupid. No matter what you do, you can't save him." Tuoba Rui said with determination, "Similarly, I will let you step out of this room."

"Sister Rui, do you want me to do something to you?" Duanmuyun said painfully.

"You can't beat me."





"Your Highness, you are so close to me, aren't you afraid that I will rise up and kill you?" Chi Chaan raised his head and looked at the Great Lord of the Desolate Country in front of him.

"You are a loser. You don't even have the strength to lift a sword. How can you kill an orphan?" The Lord of the Wild Kingdom said, "The heir of the Sword Tower is now a dog waiting to be slaughtered."

"No one will come to save you, so just relax and be purified!"

Chi Chaan lowered his head and smiled, "Save? You'd better save yourself first."

"You don't know how many people want to kill you now. Since I have the possibility of getting even one foot in front of you, who will let go of this opportunity!"

"What did you say?" The king of Huang Country frowned.

"Come closer and I'll tell you who wants to kill you."

"What?" The king of Huang Country took three steps forward, and was just one foot away from Chi Chaan.

Chi Chaan smiled, and Mo Ming smiled strangely.

The king of the desert country threw down the torch and wanted to burn him to death immediately, and no longer listened to Chi Chao's nonsense.

The torch fell on the dry wood, and a circle of fire immediately ignited. Suddenly, the world became surprisingly quiet.

There was a sudden sound and the sword was unsheathed.

Crisp, exhorting, shocking.

A sword shot out from the center of Chi Chaan's eyebrows, one sword followed by another, and countless phantom sword marks shot out from the center of Chi Chaan's eyebrows.

The face of the king of the wilderness suddenly turned pale, and the high-level practitioners beside him consciously blocked him. Before the masters could activate their defense methods, several of them were instantly torn apart and covered.

Chi Chaan's sword was very fast, faster than the eyes of the old monk Tianquan, and faster than the carefreeness of Gu Qianhao.

The king of the desert country and the high-level practitioners around him were turned into thousands of pieces of flesh and blood.

It's all over the place, and the naked eye can no longer tell which piece of meat belongs to Lord Aradong.

The whole place was silent, the sword strike just now was too fast. It's impossible for practitioners to see clearly, so what about ordinary people?