Chapter 976: The Judgment of the Wicked Girl's Homecoming

Yun Qing had almost lost his life to Xi Mu Tong's Ice Beast Whip. www.biquge.info In order to save her, Jiang Nanjun did not hesitate to cut off his left hand.

However, after rescuing her, she made trouble in the Jiangnan family ancestral hall and escaped with the help of ghost blood. Since then, Jiang Nanjun has been disheartened and determined to break off the brother-sister relationship with her.

On the court floor, it is only fitting to say this decision. Immediately afterwards, he did not ask for the opinion of Ling Xuanluo and the deputy judge, and directly pronounced the verdict: "Yunqing, you trespass into my Condor Alliance camp and are captured by us, you know what will happen." I made it clear the last time we met, to give you one last chance. As long as the ghost king Yun Ye Langjun is released, you and I will have a personal vendetta, and when we meet in the future, we will be superior on the battlefield. However, your nature is unchangeable, and you break your promise again, not only killing the ghost king, but also arrogantly shouting here, so evil, how can I tolerate you?"

Hearing this, what he was going to say next, Yun Qing understood, so he straightened up and glared at him with terrifying black eyes.

Jiang Nanjun continued: "The crimes you have committed, one by one, we not only know all of them, but also have a lot of empirical evidence. The so-called trial is no more than a formality. When you were in Jiluo Mountain, Xi Muxian had already tried you and made a verdict, but he was only about to be executed. However, I was emotionally intercepted from it. Therefore, this trial can be seen as a continuation of that one, and the detailed interrogation process can be dispensed with, so as not to waste time. As your presiding judge, I, Jiang Nan Zimo, pronounce the following sentence on you: First, since the day you committed suicide a hundred years ago, you are no longer a member of the Jiangnan family, and I would like to represent the ancestors of Jiangnan to announce to the world that I will sever all brother and sister status with Jiangnan Huanshu, and there will be no blood relationship from now on. In the Jiangnan Mansion, all traces related to her will be removed, and her name will never be mentioned again!"

The brush in the clerk's hand flew up and down, and every word Jiang Nanjun said was clearly recorded. The speed of the man's hand was so fast that Ling Xuanluo was dazzled, and he wanted to stop it, but he was powerless, as if he was watching the excitement in a dream.

Yun Qing's gray-brown scar face was expressionless, kneeling on the ground motionless, only a strange "whine" sound kept coming out of his throat.

Jiang Nanjun continued to read: "Second, the female ghost Yunqing, pretending to be a ghost king, mutilated countless lives in the Six Realms, and her crimes should be punished, and they are unforgivable. You are now sentenced to the whipping of the Ice Beast, which will be carried out by you personally. ”

With the support of the original incense pill of the cicada incense, Jiang Nanjun thought that he would definitely be able to stay strong, and no matter what he said or did to Yunqing, he would no longer have a special feeling. Who knew that after saying the sentence "personally executed", his mind exploded, and when he looked at the people and things in front of him, there was only a vague outline left in his eyes.

He knew that he was about to die, Yun Qing's matter must be completed before he lost consciousness, and when his breath was settled, he hurried up and finished speaking, "Yun Qing, your capital crime has been decided, and the sentence is at this time." Before the execution, if you can repent to heaven and repent of the sins you have committed over the past hundred years, I can still consider choosing a monastery and erecting a small tablet for you, so that your soul can return. Otherwise, you will forever wander outside the Six Realms, and you will never be able to transcend your life again!"

The two verdicts, no matter which one they were, were comparable to the sharpest blades, and the cold light sparkled straight into the hearts of everyone present.

On the trial ground, there was silence, the soldiers and disciples stood with swords on their faces, and even the "crackling" sound of the pine torches emitting white smoke behind them was weakened.