The hour has come, and someone deserves to die.

The red on the horizon has already crossed out of the clouds, and the warm morning light is sprinkled like a tide on the large and small buildings and pavilions in Lin'an City, which also makes the people who have been waiting in the Lotus Square for a long time subconsciously squint, and hundreds of soldiers in black armor escorted a white carriage into the Lotus Square, which made the people's tired mood suddenly refreshed.

In the disaster that plagued Lin'an City, he personally let go of the rebellious son of Yinguo, and naturally he had to become the one who accepted the anger of the people of Lin'an City.

Emperor Yin must give the people a reasonable explanation, a scapegoat that carries the anger of the people, and no one is more suitable than Guo Yu.

The execution will take place in the early morning, and the people who had been indignant and insulting Guo Xin's crimes the night before could finally see the prisoners, perhaps they were too tired to look at the white carriage, and they couldn't get excited and angry.

The curtain of the carriage was pushed open by a pair of iron hands, and after a column of guards with knives walked out, the last person escorted Guo Yu, who was wearing a dark robe, out of the carriage.

"High priest, it's time to hit the road. ”

A certain janissary wearing an iron mask said a word, Guo Yu looked at the morning light above his head and smiled, greeted the afterglow of the morning light, and slowly walked towards the execution ground.

As a warlock whose life is only half of that of ordinary people, it is not his own "oil and lamp" that has taken his life, but the torture knife from his relatives and friends, and life is indeed full of all kinds of irony.

Thinking of this, Guo Yu raised his face and looked at the place where the morning sun was rising, thinking that people are dying, how can they be without wind and rain as a companion?

Wind spell, ask for rain!

Guo Yu's eyes glowed with a little golden light, and he wanted a storm to see him off.

Countless rain clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, quickly blocking the rising sun, and a sudden wind and rain were about to fall at this time.

The cold rain fell naturally in the confusion of the people, and the cold and biting rain made the people who were gathered in front of the execution ground feel tired and cold, but this biting cold still did not make them shake and leave.

The sudden rainstorm wet the entire Lin'an City, and the iron-blue royal road was about to be washed by the rain before it was dyed with the warmth of the morning sun, making the color of the floor tiles become darker and darker, like congealed blood, leaving only a dark patch.

Not only the onlookers, but also the civil and military officials sat silently in the depths of the Lotus Square, listening to the sound of drums coming from nowhere.

It was as if the whole square was making a roaring and trembling sound, and this sound struck everyone's hearts even more, making the people watch the old man in the dark robe being executed, all of them had complicated thoughts and were silent.

As the drums became louder and clearer, more and more people gathered in the square

The sudden wind did not stop them from watching the execution, and perhaps for some lowly people, it was a comforting pleasure for them to be able to witness the death of a high-ranking person.

The Lotus Square was crowded with people, and if you look at them from a high place, you feel like ants.

Everyone knows what will happen today, and someone must stand up and take this responsibility for the consequences caused by Chu Zhao's defection from the country.

The person that His Majesty the Emperor wants to execute today is the culprit who let Chu Xianzhao go, this mysterious and unpredictable perennial divine dragon who has no head or end to the great priest Guo Yu, and soon there is another boring conversation after tea and dinner in the city.

A few years ago, the people of the imperial court also executed Su Changqing here, but in the end, Su Changqing was rescued by the people of the Supreme Sword Sect, and the bloody battle that took place here at the execution site at that time stained half of the Zhun Liang River red.

For a while, there was a strong smell of blood in the vicinity, and after a long time, there was no such scene, so I guess there would be no one to save him today, right? He was more like an innocent scapegoat, taking on the guilt that didn't belong to him at all.

If Chu Xiaohua wants to calm the anger of these people, he must find such a scapegoat, who can be more suitable to be such a scapegoat than Guo Yu, who led Chu Xuan to leave the Yin Kingdom?

It was because of the appearance of such a scapegoat that everyone subconsciously forgot about the glorious prince, although they didn't know why Guo Yu wanted to let go of the prince who defected out of the country.

The reason why civilians are civilians is because they are accustomed to giving up thinking and accepting the anger they can accept, whether the person in front of them is guilty or not, or whether he really despises what he has done, and whether he deserves it in the end, it seems that it doesn't matter, they just need an outlet to release their anger, so that they can see those who deserve to die, and those who don't deserve to die, and the problem seems to be solved.

Now the emperor has provided such an outlet, and he can swallow up all their anger and sorrow, countless complex and unspeakable emotions, including the unexplained sense of justice.

Everything on the execution table was ready, and Gonggong Wei came to Guo Yu with a bowl of soup bent over, lowered his eyebrows and whispered: "Great priest, this is the anesthetic medicine that His Majesty the Emperor asked you to drink, and people will be groggy and can't feel any pain——"

Guo Yu's face was pale, his eyes looked at the bowl of anesthetic, he shook his head and said, "Doesn't Chu Xiaohua just want to see me suffer? ”

Gonggong Wei's hands trembled, his lips moved but he didn't dare to say anything, his eyes looked at the old man of his age sadly, and he bent down and retreated to the side.

Such a thing as a look slowly appeared in Guo Yu's eyes, and his gaze swept down to look at those dense

The people of Ma, compared to the dense soldiers of the forbidden army when Su Changqing was executed, Emperor Yinhuang did not plan to use too many soldiers to guard the process of his execution, he was not Su Changqing, no one would come to save him, and he himself did not plan to escape, and no one could change all this.

When Su Changqing was executed, the people's shouts were like mountains and waves, and today's court seemed much more silent, and there were countless emotions in those eyes, or pity, shame, or disgust, or disdain, and they seemed very silent under the baptism of heavy rain.

Guo Yu's thin body looked very thin under the dark robe, and after being wet in the rain, he could even see his thin and pale body, which looked particularly desolate and pitiful.

The existence above 10,000 people looked at this former friend from the high pavilion, and he wanted to use Guo Yu's death to announce to the entire Yin Kingdom that no one could challenge his authority, and anyone who did something wrong must be punished, and the matter of sending away Daqin's black clothes must be left alone to bear the consequences!

The expressions of the civil and military officials were solemn and calm, and they still maintained awe and respect for this great priest of the Yin Kingdom, and Gonggong Wei read out the crimes committed by Guo Yu in a trembling voice, and most of the crimes written on them were trumped-up charges, but they were outlined by Emperor Yin himself.

Whether the people in the audience are true or false, no matter what these crimes are, in the end, they are all capital crimes.

I don't know who shouted, and there was a dense discussion in the sea of people, or angrily pointing at Guo Yu and scolding.

Most of them came to watch the execution with nervous and complicated emotions, and as these charges slowly rang in their ears, their emotions were instantly ignited, and the crowd became agitated, and ordered the executioner to kill the person in front of them with a louder shout of killing.

Guo Yu looked at them calmly, he not only saw through the hearts of people, but also seemed to see through the hearts of God, did not pray or beg for mercy, just looked at everything around him indifferently, as if he couldn't feel the shouts around him.

The feeling of the rain on him was chilling. He slowly lowered his gaze to the purple gold imperial robe on the high pavilion, and the cloudy vision made it impossible for him to see his face clearly, leaving only a shadow that was blurred to the remaining imperial robe standing in the wind and rain.

Although Guo Yu couldn't see Emperor Yinhuang clearly, Emperor Yinhuang saw Guo Yu's figure very clearly, he looked at the old friend who was surrounded by the sea of people in the execution ground, his eyes were so cold that there was no trace of emotion, but his heart was as uncomfortable as turning over the river.

The gaze from this old friend who had a miserable end made this feeling even stronger, and Emperor Yin took a deep breath and nodded at the executioner.

Chu Xun, whose face was as pale as Guo Yu on the execution table beside him, looked at the great priest who had grown up like an elder since he was a child, bit his lower lip and said in a trembling voice: "The execution begins." ”

Chu Xun almost cried after shouting, she had lost her younger brother, and now she was even such amiable

The elders are also going to be lost, and she doesn't understand why she wants Grand Priest Guo Yu to bear this responsibility, it's like a stupid farce.

The chain with the hook slammed into the limbs of the great priest Guo Yu, and the soldiers on both sides pulled him up with great difficulty, making his whole person take on a posture like a big character, Guo Yu twitched violently, and he now had a knot in his heart, which was his daughter.

He asked Chu Xiaohua to treat his daughter well after his death, and put his ashes in her hands, the execution he experienced would be one of the most tragic punishments in the Yin Kingdom, after pulling the prisoner up with a barbed iron chain like a big character, it would make the executioner cut off the flesh on his body piece by piece, making them miserable, the whole execution process would last for a long time, and finally after the death of the end of the punishment, there would only be a pile of indistinguishable flesh and blood left on the execution table, and in the process, people would leave one after another, but those who could persist in watching this punishment would be awakened by this nightmare for more than a month。

Another knife slashed at his thigh, cutting off a whole piece of meat, and the people in the audience let out bursts of cheers.

They could hardly imagine the pain he had suffered, but when they thought of their dead loved ones, such pain undoubtedly turned into pleasure.

People watched his struggle, and the former high priest was slaughtered like a beast, and the old man's violent struggle would make them feel the pleasure of revenge.

The executioner's body was quickly covered with the blood on Guo Yu's body, and he cut the flesh on his body one after another, and the feeling of the blood hitting him was cold, not like the body temperature that ordinary people's blood flow would have.

The executioner is not without fear, but the screams of the tortured often dispel such feelings, causing them to slash each other to pieces one after another, and still feel their blood boiling.

But Guo Yu didn't say a word, which made the executioner of the criminal department, who didn't know how many court officials had been executed, more and more frightened, and the hand that cut the meat trembled more and more than one knife.

Guo Yu shuddered and closed his eyes, but he didn't shout, I don't know how he resisted such pain and was silent.

The executioner had never seen a man like him, not even if he was hard, he was more like an indifference to life and an indifference to the sore spots, and perhaps the pain he had experienced was more intense than that.

Knife after knife, knife after knife, skin and flesh layer upon layer, skin and flesh layer upon layer.

The cheers present slowly lowered, more of a frightened and panicked voice, and the old man's composure amplified this wordless fear, this scene made some women in the audience faint directly, some turned their backs to this hellish Xingtai and turned away, but some people couldn't leave, and could only look at the executed old man with complicated eyes.

The sudden heavy rain made it impossible for the civil and military officials present to see who was crying, allowing the rain to slide down their faces, looking at the old man who had been slashed by a thousand knives, and the extremely terrible silence spread between them, and silence was better than sound at this time

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There is nothing like silence to mourn the old man who is about to die, and in the face of such a terrible punishment, the old man does not wail, does not cry, does not accuse, does not curse, just a deathly silence, occasionally gasps, facing this world, stunned.

Although the prophecy of Xilin's demise was written by him personally, because it was his responsibility as the chief eunuch of Qintianjiao, when he knew that Chu Xiaohua had read the prophecy and forcibly launched the battle of Xilin despite the dissuasion of hundreds of civil and military officials, he had also tried to dissuade him, but he did not succeed.

This was one of the most terrible mistakes he made in his life, hundreds of thousands of Xilin Qingzhuang died under the hooves of the Yinguo Iron Horse, and he was the one who started it all.

Chu Xiaohua's two sons are as stubborn as him, but they still like his children from the bottom of their hearts, especially Chu Xianzhao, who has been polite and greeting him since he was a child, instead of shouting the bald head as Chu Yingyang when he saw him, chatting with that kid is very interesting, and his mind is full of whimsical ideas.

On his birthday, although he was the supervisor of Qin Tianjian, but after all, he was a lowly warlock, not to mention that the civil and military generals in the court congratulated him personally, that is, in the past, they sat in the court and thought he was dirty, but fortunately, he didn't like the court very much, only the officials of Qin Tianjian went up the mountain to congratulate themselves, but after giving gifts and congratulating a few words, they left in a hurry. But Chu Xianzhao didn't know where to find out that today was his birthday, so he secretly got a jade carved red hawthorn and gave it to him, saying that he wished him a happy birthday today.

Later, he told his righteous daughter Wu Tong more than once that if you could marry the third prince as a wife, even if your father was lying in the coffin, he would smile at the corner of his mouth, which made his daughter's face blush for a while.

There is no shortage of daughters of wealthy families in Lin'an City, the more powerful the children come out of the family, the easier it is to remember the bad of others and forget the good of others to him, the more difficult it is to understand what is gratitude and what is guilty, the more difficult it is to treat others as people rather than dogs, but this is no wonder they, after all, their parents let them from the moment they were born, even when they were lying on the ground and babbling, the starting point is already higher than the vast majority of people, where will they treat the people under their noses as people?

But Chu Xianzhao doesn't seem to have such an exquisiteness as the son of a daughter who doesn't sit in the hall, and when he picks up the wild hawthorn on the grass of Tai'an Mountain and hands it to him to eat, this bear child can also eat it with relish.

Later, when he gave himself jade hawthorn, he was only eight years old, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed, he was gone, and he was going to die.

Suddenly, a large piece of meat on his thigh was cut off, and the old man felt a great pain. His face became more and more pale, and his chest trembled violently.

The dying old dog suddenly roared at the sky: "Chu Xuanzhao, you must live, although you don't owe anything to my old man."

, but you remember that you owe the moon girl a life!If you die casually in a foreign land, are you still worthy of her?!"

The old warlock laughed while scolding, and there was regret in his laughter that he had to spend Youyue to save Chu Xuanzhao and finally killed her, and there was also some sonorous spirit that he was not afraid of immortals and ghosts.

In Guo Yu's scolding, I don't know how long time has passed, most of the people in Lotus Square have left, the executioner has already red eyes, looking at Xingtai full of flesh and blood, the old man's lower body has left miserable white bones, but the old man who can be sentenced is still scolding, his mouth full of white teeth has been bitten by him, and the corners of his mouth are oozing bloody water.

The executioner gritted his teeth and directly cut off the bones of the old man's lower body, but this time all the hanging chains were loosened, and Guo Yu fell into his own flesh and blood, looking at the sky with blank eyes.

This scene made Emperor Yin in the high pavilion suddenly angry, and the execution process was so not ugly, presumably the end of the executioner was also extremely miserable.

When the executioner wiped the blood from his face and raised the knife to kill the old man, a purple figure appeared in the black and oppressive execution ground, and someone chasing him exclaimed in the audience, "Miss Guo!

Wu in a purple skirt quickly shuttled through the crowd, desperately rushing to Xingtai, just to see his father one last time.

Everyone was shocked by this girl's deviant behavior, but they watched her rush to Xingtai, and the beauty of the girl at that moment was simply yearning.

Wu Tong raised his leg and kicked the executioner in the back, causing such a fat man to fall heavily in the crowd.

She silently walked up to the old man who only had his upper body left, and slowly knelt down to hold the old man's cold body, and after a long time, a grief-stricken scream came out of her mouth.

In the face of such an unarmed woman rushing to Xingtai, the officials in the audience looked at each other one after another and remained silent.

Emperor Yin was slightly taken aback, he didn't plan to let the soldiers protect the execution ground at all, otherwise that girl would never have broken into the execution ground alone, it was Wu Tong, the daughter of the great priest, who asked her to come here?!

The face of the girl, who was about the same age as Xiao Zhao, was extremely pale, and it seemed that she had paid a great price to come here, and she knelt in the flesh and blood of her adoptive father, and cried like a tearful person.

She didn't know what would happen to her interrupting the execution, but she held the humiliated old man in her arms, held his cold hand and sobbed lowly.

Heavy rain poured down on the father and daughter, and there was a deathly silence all around.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Throne of the Apocalypse" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~