A gust of breeze blew by, confusing everyone's eyes.
Two disciples from Shenhua Valley and two guards from the City Lord's Mansion appeared in front of people escorting Wu Xin, who was dressed in white.
Someone with a sharp eye and a businessman who was acquainted with Chengxi Winery recognized Wu Xin and quickly asked his servants to go to Chengxi Winery to report the news.
Wu Xin, who was wearing a white shirt and Sheng Xue, was escorted out by four people. He was not shackled and was just like an ordinary person.
In the eyes of thousands of people, wherever the prisoner was, he was clearly a saint walking in the world.
The second elder of Shenhua Valley snorted. He was not afraid of Wuxin running away at all. As a Mahayana realm, he set up a restriction on Wuxin's sea of gods. Apart from him, even Ye Qiuyun, who was sitting beside him, couldn't break it.
Except for some shopkeepers who knew Wu Xin, most of the people on the viewing platform didn't know him.
It was only after the words of the saint from the Valley of Divine Flowers that I realized that this guy turned out to be a pitiful guy who was captured as a sacrifice to heaven because he fell in love with his student.
Everyone knew from the saint's mouth that this was a gentleman from the west of the city. They also knew that he was a guy who was so stupid that he only taught for those poor children for free.
It was quiet everywhere, with the saintly elder from the Divine Flower Valley presiding over the ceremony, no one dared to say anything.
Even sensible people know that their arms cannot twist their thighs and they can only hope for a miracle.
The Shenhua Valley, an unconventional sect, actually used a teacher as a sacrifice to heaven. This means that for thousands of years, the Shenhua Valley, which had lived in seclusion in the mountains, was unwilling to be lonely and wanted to join the world.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to take action on a teacher and use cruel punishment to warn the world that the disciples of Wushen Huagu must not be rude.
The expressions on the faces of the people watching the ceremony were solemn, but those who knew the inside story did not dare to speak out.
They all knew that this so-called sacrifice to heaven was just a trap set up by the saint of Shenhua Valley in front of the city lord's mansion in order to avenge someone for her disgraced brother.
More discerning people know that the reason why the sacrifice to the sky has been delayed is to wait for the husband's friends to show up.
Because they knew that if the husband's friend learned that a dead end was set up in front of the city lord's palace, that person would have no choice but to come to fight the game. Otherwise, why would the Saint of the Divine Flower Valley spend so much thought?
Dark clouds cover the sun and strong winds gust, which is a sign of anger from the sky and resentment from humans.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the atmosphere in front of them cannot last forever. The moment someone appears in front of the city lord's palace, the high platform and the altar will become a Shura field in the human world.
Therefore, they want to witness this grand fight, witness the counterattack of the weak, and witness the fall of the strong.
I am here, so I can witness!
Of course, this is just the inner thoughts of a few smart people. All living beings are stupid, and how many of them know the stakes involved?
Ignorant and therefore fearless, he waited for the saint to give the order to light a fire and burn to death the master-student lover, this gentleman who seemed to be a saint.
Little did they know that today's sacrifice to heaven hid a huge danger.
They didn't know who the thin gentleman on the high platform was. They only knew that since this man was the sacrifice designated by the saint to be sacrificed to heaven, he was the one who deserved death.
The fools who were watching crowded forward one after another, trying to get a clearer look at the guy on the high platform.
Some evil people even threw eggs specially placed in their pockets, as if this was the only way to express their anger in front of the saint.
Showing a scene where everyone in the world loves the saint!
Wu Xin, who was held hostage by the four men all the way, was finally tied up like a rice dumpling, with dry firewood poured with kerosene under his feet, waiting for the station saint to give the order to light it.
Wuxin, who had seen the world, saw the hostile eyes of all living beings today.
Suddenly, he understood what Li Xiuyuan said to him: "Everyone in the world suffers, and Buddhas also suffer. Without suffering, you cannot become a Buddha."
Of course Wu Xin is afraid of death.
Whether he was burned to death by a piece of dry wood poured with kerosene or killed by a sword from the elder of Shenhua Valley, he was afraid.
Because he promised Jasmine that he would take her to more places and see more scenery, and Jasmine even cut off a bunch of her black hair and gave it to him, saying that she would not marry anyone else in this life.
But he knew that he would not die so easily. The young gentleman who went to Riyue Mountain was about to come back. This familiar guy gave him too many surprises.
He and Jasmine were transformed from mere mortals, allowing him to see the world of Sun Moon Mountain, his insignificant self, and all the living beings in Kangchuan City along the way.
Rang De heard the voice of God's will on the Riyue Mountain and felt the way of a saint.
He will continue to understand and practice hard, hoping that one day he can become an ordinary person like Mr. Xiao.
It was today that the saint of Shenhua Valley took action against her for the protection fee of ten copper coins from her younger brother, in order to impose a crime on herself.
It has not changed his original intention. As long as he lives, he will teach more children!
Just like Li Xiuyuan asked him to go see the mountains, because the mountains are there.
Since time immemorial, heaven, earth, sun and moon have been standing quietly, whether you are willing or not, whether you can understand the meaning of heaven and earth.
The mountains, heaven and earth are there.
And he wants to be the person who understands the voice of heaven and earth, and then tries to understand the laws of heaven and earth and practice the way of a saint.
Although a person's power is very small, he believes that as long as one day he can be like Li Xiuyuan who gave him strength, he can do more things.
Right now, he was just afraid that someone with good intentions would send a message to Jasmine.
Even she is no match for such a guy, how can the weak Jasmine face these vicious people?
Looking at the frosty saint Ye Qiuyun under the high platform, Wuxin finally said something earth-shattering, a truth that many people knew but did not dare to say.
"Who in the west of the city doesn't know that the saint's younger brother collected protection fees from us every month a few years ago? Anyone who disobeyed was either beaten or had his house demolished?!"
Having said this, Wu Xin turned to look at the silent City Lord and sighed.
He continued to ask: "Excuse me, City Lord, who gave the saint's younger brother Ye Feng the power to collect protection fees from the defenseless people who don't even have enough to eat?!"
"Boom!" a sound sounded!
Before everyone could let out their first exclamation, a divine thunder fell from the sky and struck heavily on the majestic gate of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Boom!" sounded again, and the majestic and solemn gate was knocked down in half. I don't know how many guards were overwhelmed for a while, and how many miserable shouts were heard.
This is the anger of heaven and the resentment of mankind. God is warning the Lord of Kangchuan City!
Saint Ye Qiuyun frowned slightly because she found that the fairy sword hanging on the high platform was also trembling slightly.
After all, the fairy sword cannot fight against the sky!
The eldest elder Ye Tiangang and the fourth elder Wang Buji also frowned because they were also frightened and thought, how could God protect a teacher who corrupted the teacher's ethics?
Although the two elders knew that what happened today was just that the saint stood up for her younger brother and wanted to cause trouble for someone in Kangchuan City.
But he didn't expect that he would anger God. This was not a joyful thing.
At the end of the cultivator, no matter who does not go through the tribulation, if he does too much evil, how can he face his inner demons at the last moment and survive the last fatal tribulation?
At this moment, the dust started again, and another strong wind blew through.
Then people saw beacon smoke rising outside the city lord's palace, a sonorous sound, and then a scream spread in the wind, which was extremely shocking to everyone's ears.
While everyone was astonished, more than a dozen pieces of flesh and blood suddenly fell from the sky, and dozens of streams of blood spilled from mid-air, staining the fairy sword on the high platform red.
More than a dozen pieces of minced meat fell on the viewing platform, which frightened a group of gentlemen and young ladies into screaming.
"Oh my God! Murder!"
"Lord City Lord, help me, there are murderers here!"
"Sister, I don't want to watch the fun anymore, I want to go home, woo hoo!"
Amidst the sound of swords clashing, more than a dozen disciples from Shenhua Valley and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion were blown away to the street.
There were also some guards who were not afraid of death and fell directly into a pool of blood. Amidst the cries, a beautiful figure came unstoppably towards the high platform in front of the city lord's palace.
The surroundings of the high platform suddenly became quiet, and even the city lord was too frightened to speak.
It wasn't until a while later that a female disciple from Shenhua Valley hurried in, looked at the city lord and the saint and said, "Someone broke in!"
A group of idlers around the high platform began to speculate as to who was not afraid of life and death and dared to break into the city lord's palace, apparently injuring many guards.
Some people have even died.
The figure finally arrived in front of the city lord's mansion.
The onlookers dispersed to both sides. The gods couldn't hurt themselves when they fought, so among the screams were the guards of the city lord's palace, who were covered in blood and were knocked away.
Then there was the sound of swords clashing.
The wolf-like guards surrounding the high platform turned into bloody dead men.
The guests on the auditorium did not move, and they had nowhere to go.
Because the saint of the Divine Flower Valley sitting in front of the high platform did not move, the two elders did not move, and even the trembling city lord did not move.
How could the saint, the two elders, and countless masters from the sect be afraid of the figure rushing towards them.
On the altar, Wu Xin looked at the battlefield outside the city lord's palace, and at the looming shadow of a man fighting alone in the crowd, his face became paler and paler, and his lips trembled slightly.
As a saint, Ye Qiuyun looked at everything that happened in front of her coldly. Even the second elder and fourth elder beside her did not move.
What she was waiting for was not the guy in front of her. Since the protagonist hadn't appeared yet, there was no need for her to come forward in person. She even glared at Ye Feng to prevent him from jumping out of the group.
She frowned slightly. She had been singing the play for a long time, why didn't Jiao still refuse to appear? Is it possible that he should order the fire himself?
A group of disciples from Shenhua Valley and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion were defeated.
A beautiful figure, less than five feet tall, wearing a floral white dress and holding a sword in one hand, appeared in everyone's eyes.
All the long swords in front of her were broken into several pieces, flying all over the sky like dead branches in the autumn wind.
In the wind and sand, a guard waved the iron rod in his hand, trying to stop the girl!
But just in time to hit the silent sword energy, there was only a click sound, and the iron rod turned into a dead branch in the wind, flying to no one knows where.
As a result, a disciple of Huagu who was in the realm of gods fell to the ground, vomiting blood and gave up on intercepting him.
A bloody battle is like the autumn wind blowing leaves, and it is over before it begins.
The price was that dozens of guards fell down in the City Lord's Mansion, and a dozen disciples were injured and fell down in Shenhua Valley. This was a one-sided killing!
The scene in front of him was too bloody. Although the person's realm cultivation was good, it was obviously not enough to face the background of Shenhua Valley.
Because the saint was still sitting in meditation, the two elders did not make a sound, and more aristocratic families and sects were still watching the show.
Everyone is wondering whether the girl is holding a magic weapon in her hand? How else could she make it from start to finish in such a short battle?
Wuxin looked at that weak figure in the wind and sand, and couldn't help but shed tears. He thought to himself, are you really stupid or not? Don’t you know these are man-eating wolves?
The wind and sand outside the city lord's mansion gradually disappeared, and a weak figure walked over.
Her black hair was tied behind her back with a silk scarf, swaying gently in the wind.
Although an ordinary floral dress was not cut by a sharp sword, it was stained with several bright flowers.
The beautiful sword in her hand was quietly dripping blood on the ground, and the blood belonged to her opponent.
She is Jasmine.
She rushed over without hesitation after receiving the summons from the slums in the west of the city.
She was once the beloved daughter of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and she did not hesitate to die for the sake of the man she loved!
Looking at the Lord of the City in front of her, Jasmine asked coldly: "Who dares to frame the children, sir?!"
Looking at Wuxin who was tied tightly on the high platform, he shouted sternly: "Who dares to harm my man?!"
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