The winter solstice of the sixth year of Lingji, the coast, heavy snow.

Snowflakes were a rare occurrence on the coast in the past. Due to the urban heat island effect, before the snowflakes have landed, they melt into a drizzling rain and fall on the shoulders of pedestrians, annoying people.

After the revival of Reiki, the production of human society came to a large-scale standstill, and the city finally returned to its natural original color. The flying goose feather snow has been falling since last night. By the time the residents opened their doors in the early morning, they were already in a thick layer.

Such a cold winter is quite dangerous, and civilians who are not covered are very likely to fall asleep in the snowy night and never wake up again.

Fortunately, the logistics department of the city has rushed to produce a large number of cotton clothes and distribute them to individuals half a month ago. Although the style is the same, it is better to be thick and warm.

The pedestrians on the road put their hands in their sleeves and shivered to drink a cup of hot water, but they didn't feel how cold this white expanse was.

Such bad road conditions make driving inconvenient. The bus boarding point has been crowded with many workers, but the old drivers have not been able to leave. Everyone is noisy and shouting, worried that I may have to stop work today.

Compared with the lively and noisy scene of such life, the scene on the other side of the city seems particularly bleak. Even though it was the same heavy snow, it had a different meaning when it fell there.

Binhai Central Avenue, Qingbei Gymnasium.

The trial of the Tupeng Group in the former Songhe City was held in the Qingbei Gymnasium on the day of the winter solstice.

After the Battle of the Underground Fortress in Songhe, the Songhe Resistance led by Wei Kaicheng arrested a total of 311 cultivators of the Tu Peng Group. The civilians, who had been oppressed for so long, demanded that they all be tortured to death. Even the internal leaders of the resistance groups, including Zhao Chi, suggested that all these inhumane brutes be shot.

But Wei Kaicheng and Sun Xiang don't think so.

On the day of the arrest, some practitioners who were not present fled unexpectedly. They had colluded with many cultivators in the surrounding cities, and they were still ready to make a comeback.

Many of the captured practitioners showed no remorse. They believed that they were just doing things according to the orders of Tu Peng and other senior leaders of Songhe, and they were not at fault, and the poison of the Tu Peng Group still remained in their eyes that did not admit defeat.

In addition, the Xinshihui spent a lot of manpower to rescue Tu Peng and others. Since the news of the trial broke, no less than a dozen waves of Assassins had attempted to storm the Primordial Prison. After these efforts failed, the New World Council organized two large teams of cultivators stationed within twenty kilometers of the Pingchun Fortress.

The intent to deter the coastal area is obvious.

Within the cultivators' organization, they were not optimistic about this trial. Many people do not feel that Tu Peng and others are guilty of death. They felt that under the premise that the general direction of fighting against the demon clan forces was good, Tu Peng's methods were a little too much at best.

Faced with these intricate forms, Wei Kaicheng believed that the execution of Tu Peng and others would not really solve the problem.

Conducting a fair trial, exposing the accumulated evidence of the Tu Peng clique's crimes in broad daylight, and refuting the Tu Peng clique's criminal views in the trial debate will help the people sort out the truth of history and distinguish between right and wrong.

"If only because we won, kill the opponents in the most brutal way. So doesn't this just prove that Tu Peng's preaching of the principle of respecting the strong is correct?"

Wei Kaicheng's words touched everyone, including Sun Xiang.

As the only descendant of the ancient Xuanmen, Sun Xiang is tasked with rebuilding the world order. He has always lacked an effective grip to set the rules for the world's cultivators.

With the joint efforts of the two parties, after months of tedious work, the Qingbei trial was held for the first time on the winter solstice.

Prior to this, the entire interior of the stadium was transformed into a courtroom regulation. Heavy gray velvet curtains hang down to shade the overcast snowy skies of the beachfront, and rows of wooden benches are painted dark wood.

At 7.10 a.m., the doors of the courtroom opened. The observers who had been waiting outside for a long time entered, led by Sun Xiang and his two wives, followed by more than fifty cultivators. At this moment, all the practitioners, including Sun Xiang, were dressed in moon-white formal dresses.

After the cultivators, thousands of civilians poured into the hall of the trial. There were a lot of people, but no one spoke. The entire hall, including the crowd, was in a melancholy tone with a sense of solemnity and solemnity, and it was audible for a while.

At 7.30 a.m., three judges walked from the elevator to the bench. The leader is Meng Zhengchu, the former deputy chief judge of the Binhai High Court, and the other two are also well-known figures in the original judicial circles. The three judges were dressed in black robes and had solemn and solemn faces.

Immediately afterwards, the five representatives of the public prosecutor took their seats in the public prosecution bench below the trial bench. The leader was Colonel Wei Kaicheng, and his left and right were Zhuo Yao and Zhao Chi, and several people were communicating in whispers. The prosecution carried a large amount of case files and piled them up at hand. In addition, in the side room separated by the wall of the trial hall, there are a large number of witnesses waiting to be called by the court.

At 8 o'clock sharp, the eleven accused were brought into the dock by heavily armed city guards. At the forefront was Tu Peng, the former city lord of Songhe, followed by his main deputy Jia Hao and others.

Although they have been abolished and cultivated, the momentum of the superior still exists. When they appeared, the civilians in the auditorium were talking. Tu Peng raised his eyes, and his chilling gaze fell on the civilian's body, which was terrifying.

"Silence!"

Justice Meng Zhengchu struck the gavel to maintain the order of the trial.

Wu Bingyu led a team of defense lawyers to enter the stadium later, and they sat in front of the defendant's dock, opposite the prosecution seat. Wu Bingyu faithfully fulfilled her duties, and she was not alone. When the New World Society failed to rescue Wu Bingyu by force, five cultivators were dispatched to assist Wu Bingyu in his defense. These five cultivators were originally barristers, and several of them spent half a month doing a lot of preparatory work.

When the defense lawyer team sat down, Tu Peng stood up and hugged Wu Bingyu, and the two couldn't cry. In the past half a month, Wu Bingyu has seen Tu Peng quite limited times, because there is too little time left for her, and she is almost running around sleeplessly.

Wu Bingyu's efforts, Tu Peng fell in his eyes. The lord of Songhe City, who had been reduced to a prisoner, seemed to be somewhat relieved.

"Regardless of the outcome today. He said, "Thank you!"

Wu Bingyu nodded.

A staff member connects the live sound lines so that the voices of all parties in the trial can be heard. After debugging, he gestured to the broadcast studio diagonally upwards to indicate that the signals were synchronized.

More than 1,000 people were present at this trial. All the contents of the trial will be transmitted by two announcers to all listeners in front of the radio in real time through long-wave radio signals.

The news of the Qingbei trial has already spread throughout the land of China through various channels. On the shores of the land, on the snowy plateaus, on the deserts, almost all the surviving human cities turned on their radios to receive messages from the coast.

Including the headquarters of the New World Society, including the parties facing off on the front line of Pingchun, and even in the tents of some big demons.

The announcer was originally very professional, but at this time, the voice flying over the land of Shenzhou was a little choked:

"Coastal radio and television, coastal radio and television, here is coastal radio and television. Ladies and gentlemen, after 2,284 days, Binhai Radio and Television Station is on the air again today......"