Dangdang——
The sound of the bell reached the execution ground from above. The middle-aged man at the top moved his eyes away from Si Wuyue and spoke slowly. The majestic voice clearly reached the ears of everyone in the place.
"The time has come, take the saint Yingzhao with you!"
As soon as the words fell, the door to the execution ground opened, and a group of law enforcement tribesmen escorted Yingzhao onto the execution platform.
After being imprisoned by the clan for ten years, Yingzhao at this moment is not at all depressed compared to before, but is rather calm.
The man above looked at him expressionlessly, and an indifferent voice sounded: "Yingzhao, do you know you are wrong?"
Yingzhao raised her head and saw the middle-aged man who was high above him. When he saw the consciousness projection of Si Wuxue on the stone platform high up, he immediately smiled, laughing like crazy, "Master Patriarch, the blood of the ancient clan cannot be tarnished. This saint... what's wrong with me?" have?"
"presumptuous!"
A white-haired young man under the patriarch's seat suddenly stood up, with a cold face, and said sternly: "You poisoned the First Holy Son, and you are about to die, and you still dare to quibble?!"
"Elder Li, isn't that right?"
The scribe on his left opened his eyes and smiled softly at the corner of his mouth, "We only heard one side of the words of the First Holy Son."
He turned his eyes and looked at Si Wuyue with a smile, "Saint Yingzhao refused to plead guilty, and the Holy Son prohibited the Law Enforcement Hall from searching Leng Zhuhai. Before the ins and outs of the matter were clear, he was in a hurry to execute Saint Yingzhao. Some Are people too impatient?"
"Si Shuqing!"
The white-haired young man suddenly turned his head when he heard the words, stared at the middle-aged scribe coldly, and sneered: "Ten years have passed since the assassination of the Holy Son. How can this be called impatient? Listening to what Elder Qing said, the entire Second Lineage will stand still. Are you with Saint Yingzhao?"
"Elder Li misunderstood."
The feminine middle-aged man straightened his sleeves and said slowly: "We, the Second Lineage, don't have the habit of taking sides, but we want to get a clear answer for everything. This matter is said to be the fault of your Law Enforcement Hall. We haven't investigated clearly yet, so we are in a hurry. It is really inappropriate to execute Yingzhao."
Having said this, the feminine middle-aged man stood up and turned around to bow: "Patriarch, do you think so or not?"
The majestic middle-aged man glanced at the feminine middle-aged man and said slowly: "Si Li, the Law Enforcement Hall has been investigating this case for ten years, and have you really not found out the whole story?"
The white-haired young man's face was slightly tense, and just as he was about to speak, Si Wuyue suddenly let out a chuckle, "Elder Qing, you don't know where Leng Zhuhai is, so why continue to embarrass the Law Enforcement Hall?"
Si Shuqing looked at Si Wuyue, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but still had a respectful smile on his face, and replied unhurriedly: "His Royal Highness the Holy Son..."
"Isn't Elder Qing just trying to figure out the whole story?"
Si Wuyue interrupted Si Shuqing, ignoring his slightly angry face, and faced the middle-aged man above him, speaking humbly: "Uncle, the poison of heartbreak is weird. My nephew really didn't know how to get it at first. But after ten years of hard thinking, I finally figured it out.”
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many people in the venue changed slightly.
"impossible!"
Yingzhao, who was on the execution platform, raised her head and stared at Si Wuyue's face with eyes wide open, her heart pounding wildly.
impossible!
Si Wuyue, a madman who only knows how to kill, is just lucky and has been blessed by the blood of his ancestors. How can he have such a smart mind?
Even if he really had some brains, her plan was so seamless that Si Wuyue could only guess part of it. How could he possibly restore all the details?
In the midst of the silence, the leader of the ancient clan coughed lightly and said solemnly: "Si Wuyue, you should know what kind of occasion today is. If you are talking nonsense, no one can save you due to the sect's rules."
"Uncle, my nephew knows what's going on."
Si Wuyue smiled slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at the elders seated below, "Everyone knows the contents of this case file very well, and there is no need for me, the Holy Son, to say more.
You don't believe this, are you just thinking that with Yingzhao's talent, you can't hide it from the heart of this holy son and enter the wild wandering god in his dream? "
As he said that, Si Wuyue turned over his hand and a shadow appeared, "Everyone, please take a look."
When Yingzhao saw the thing in Si Wuyue's hand, her struggling face suddenly turned pale.
He really knows!
"Sacred branch?" Someone recognized the branch in Si Wuyue's hand and shouted in surprise.
"This holy son is accustomed to making tea from the sacred leaves."
Si Wuyue turned over the broken branch of the sacred tree in his hand, "This broken branch was not broken from the sacred tree itself, but was presented by the monks. In it... mixed with a hint of the aura of the nightmare beast that intersects with the soul of the Holy Goddess Yingzhao.
The tea mixed with the scent of the nightmare beast was drunk by the wild wandering god, and it was said that he fell into a dream. "
As soon as these words came out, the execution ground was in an uproar.
"Bold Yingzhao! Not only do you attempt to harm the First Holy Son, but you also dare to destroy the sacred tree?"
"It's absolutely crazy!"
"How can you defile the sacred tree..."
Yingzhao sat slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the empty space, as if her soul was taken away by Si Wuyue's words.
Si Wuyue had a faint smile on his face, but he was not ready to give up. He waited for a moment of silence before continuing: "The aura of the beast in the divine branch cannot be fabricated by this Holy Son out of thin air. This is the best evidence." .Elder Si Li, is there anything else you don’t understand?”
The coldness in Si Li's eyes dropped, and he smiled meaningfully: "The evidence is as solid as a mountain, and the Holy Son is as meticulous as his hair. It is really impressive."
"Elder Si Li actually sometimes praises this Holy Son?"
Si Wuyue seemed not to have heard the profound meaning of this sentence. He laughed, then flicked his sleeves and his face turned cold, "Since the evidence is complete and the time has come, why don't you carry out the execution?"
Si Li's face became gloomy for a moment, then he regained his composure in the blink of an eye. He turned around and bowed, and said seriously: "Clan leader, Saint Yingzhao is so bold that she should be sentenced to death."
When Saint Yingzhao heard these words, she immediately trembled, her empty eyes condensed instantly, and she screamed: "Si Li, you said you would protect me! It's obviously you who is behind everything, so why... "
Si Li frowned slightly and said again in a serious voice: "This is the time when Saint Yingzhao is about to die. I hope the clan leader will take notice."
"Elder Li has a sincere heart, how could I not know this? There is no need to worry about this."
The clan leader uttered a word of comfort and raised his eyes to look at the execution platform. The sound of solemnity filled the whole place.
"Saint Yingzhao is treasonous and daring to murder the First Holy Son and destroy the Xuantian Tree. This is a major move that shakes the foundation of our ancient clan! The crime is unforgivable and his soul should be destroyed by divine thunder. He will never be reincarnated! Execution immediately!"
As soon as these words were spoken, dark clouds suddenly gathered over the execution ground and thunder rolled.
Yingzhao looked up at the sky, silent for a moment, and then suddenly laughed. The crazy laughter echoed with the thunder in the execution ground, making people shudder.
"joke!"
"In my entire life, I, Yingzhao, have been a joke at the mercy of others, hahahahaha..."
Her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, scanning everyone in the judgment seat.
"You will not end well!"
"Who is Si Wuyue? He is cold-blooded and ruthless. He can even give up on his own mother and kill his entire family without mercy."
"It's great that you let such a lunatic become the First Holy Son."
"One day, the entire ancient tribe will be ruined in his hands! Then, your souls will be scattered with me and turn into dust in this world!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
boom!
A red thunderbolt as thick as a bucket poured down, instantly flooding the entire execution platform, blasting Yingzhao to pieces, leaving only a trace of a crazy smile lingering in the world.
After the punishment, the expression of the ancient clan leader who was sitting at the top did not change at all. When he stood up, his figure dispersed and disappeared.
Seeing the clan leader leaving, the remaining people also dispersed one after another.
As if captured by Yingzhao's last words, the execution ground was extremely quiet. In a short time, people were walking around, and no one came close to the high platform to chat with Si Wuyue.
Si Wuyue watched all this with an indifferent expression. Just as he was about to fold his sleeves and withdraw the projection, he saw Si Li Fei land in front of him. He smiled slightly and said, "His Royal Highness, how about we chat for a few words?"
"Why did Elder Li change his temper today?"
A faint smile appeared on Si Wuyue's face, "Don't the second lineage that the elder belongs to hate me the most, the first saint son who was born as an ancient demon, and wish to get rid of him immediately?"
"Why does His Highness the Holy Son always say scary things? We, the Second Lineage, have never had such thoughts."
Si Li's eyes flashed, staring at Si Wuyue's face, and asked slowly: "I'm just a little curious, what kind of wild wandering god can make His Highness the Holy Son willing to reward the sacred tree tea?"
Si Wuyue pursed his lips slightly, "Elder Li, are you here to laugh at this Holy Son?"
"No, no."
Si Li chuckled, "I just heard from Yingzhao that the Holy Son's attitude towards the wild wandering god is quite special, so I am a little curious, can someone as cold-hearted as the Holy Son be moved by mortal hearts?"
"No matter how special it is, the wild wandering god has already dispersed."
Si Wuyue straightened his sleeves and robe, and the corner of his lips curved slightly, his eyes dark: "Elder Li has to thank Yingzhao for this. If she hadn't killed the wild wandering god, this holy son might actually have weaknesses. Woolen cloth."
Si Li's smile dropped slightly, "His Royal Highness the Holy Son, you are truly a ruthless person."
"Who is this Holy Son? Elder Li has been looking at him for three thousand years, but he still hasn't seen clearly?"
Si Wuyue flicked his sleeves and said, "It's getting late, Elder Li. I have to go back to take care of the sacred tree. I'll say goodbye."
After saying this, Si Wuyue's consciousness projection disappeared instantly.
After the light dissipated, Si Li looked at the empty high platform with deep thoughts in his eyes.
When he mentioned Ye Youshen, Si Wuyue's demeanor, tone, and reaction were all natural and relaxed. It seemed that he really didn't care.
Thinking of this, he chuckled.
That's right, he's just a lowly wandering god, fragile and useless. How could someone like Si Wuyue be tempted?
If she is really tempted, Yingzhao can achieve her goal in an easier way, so why take the risk with heart-breaking poison.
Fortunately, he was even a little shaken by Ying Zhao's repeated words for ten years. It was really... stupid.
Si Li's eyes flashed with suppressed anger.
You must find another way to test it.
Ancestral blood must not fall into the hands of the descendants of the ancient demon!
Even if this descendant of the ancient demon has cut off his own marrow to wash away the blood of the ancient demon and lives as an ancient tribesman, he is not worthy!
