"Mafu, you wait for us here first, I'll go out for a while" Qing Huan couldn't sit still anymore, and didn't understand Bai Cang's abrupt move, so he immediately opened the sedan curtain, jumped off the brocade sedan chair, and walked in the direction of Bai Cang through the congested crowd. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Kill them, kill them!" At this moment, at the same time as the people's emotions were excited, the corrupt officials of the previous dynasty were kneeling on the platform and shivering, and a few of them were also peeing their pants in fright, and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon when the execution was carried out, and the side knife on the top of the head was shining brightly in the sun, and no one noticed that a plain white flower had grown on the edge of the torture platform at some point.

Bai Cang's blue eyes stared fixedly at the plain white flower, only to feel a dizzy blank in his mind, a dry mouth in his throat, he swallowed his saliva nervously and only felt a headache, if he didn't guess wrong, Su Jing would absorb the energy and reappear in front of him in a moment or so, but at the moment he didn't feel happy at all, he only felt that his heart was entangled and painful.

"The hour has come! "The time has come!" As the executing official's token was thrown heavily on the ground, I saw that the executioners of the big men wearing red turbans with a vicious face had a ruthless look on their faces, and the moment the knives fell, the heads of the corrupt officials fell to the ground, and the blood kept spraying around, but the plain white flower happened to be bathed in blood, trembling the leaves slightly, and absorbing full of blood-colored energy.

"Ahh

Bai Cang's excellent hearing caught this familiar and faint exclamation through the crowded and noisy crowd, and his eyes swept into the crowd with complicated eyes, but he saw Qing Huan, who was trembling with fright, covering his eyes and standing in the crowd at a loss, which startled him, and now there are many crowds, what if he is trampled by congestion? Just wanted to fly over and take her out safely, the sensitive tiger ear moved again, but heard a voice that was once equally familiar in his ears, and called out softly like water. Bai Kui, I'm so happy to see you again at last."

When Bai Cang heard this, his body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to see Su Jing, who was also dressed in plain white, standing beside him with a light smile and looking at himself, a pair of blue eyes, and the voice that once made him extremely familiar with nostalgia, all of which pierced his heart deeply.

Qing Huan closed her eyes, felt a strong nausea in her stomach, tried to forget the bloody and terrifying picture, closed her eyes and kept replaying the scene in front of her, making her pale for a while, at the same time, after the execution, there were also cleaning personnel on the scene to clean up the scene, that was originally to watch the excitement and vent the anger in their hearts The people also turned around and were about to retreat outside, Qing Huan staggered and forced himself to calm down, and wanted to move forward out of the turbulent crowd, who knew that as soon as he moved his feet, he felt that his feet were weak, and he was almost pushed to the ground by those people, she struggled to stand still, but sadly found that he had been tightly squeezed in the middle of the chaotic flow of people, and he couldn't even stand up straight.

Suddenly, she felt a strong feeling of suffocation, Qing Huan felt that there was a man much taller than her blocking the air above her, and only the arms and legs of unknown people could be seen, and at the same time, a strong panic in her heart shouted vigorously, "Help! Help!", but this faint voice was completely drowned out in the huge noise.

"Bai Kui, I really miss you so much" Su Jing walked over slowly, even though it was crowded and the background was noisy, she stretched out her hand again, and hugged the silver-haired tiger-eared Immortal Monarch tightly across the time and space that had been missing for almost five hundred years.

Bai Cang was slightly moved and stretched out his hand to touch the black hair of the woman in his arms, but his blue eyes swept towards the congested crowd, but the whole person stiffened, only to see that Qing Huan, who was still standing in the crowd blankly just now, had been overwhelmed by the flow of people and disappeared.

"Qing Huan!" Almost instantly, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, he knew how terrible the congestion turbulence was, suffocating not to mention that maybe even people would be trampled to death, he couldn't stand anymore, but it was a reflexive push of Su Jing in his arms, and his body took off lightly, and he flew in the air like a dragonfly stepping on the heads of the people who were congested together, anxiously looking for Qing Huan's figure.

"Bai Kui?" Seeing that the silver-haired and tiger-eared Immortal Jun anxiously called out a name that he was completely unfamiliar with, but flew directly into the crowd, Su Jing was a little stunned and a little confused, but saw that at this moment he was looking through the crowd and seemed to be anxiously looking for someone's figure, his anxious reaction made Su Jing's heart sink, what was going on? Who made him, who had always been indifferent like water, react so violently?

"Am I really going to die here?" Qing Huan only felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, no matter how desperately she patted the backs of those who didn't know who, desperately telling them not to squeeze, but the crowd seemed to be aware of the danger of stampede, everyone was in a hurry to go outside, regardless of the life or death of the people in front of her, Qing Huan could only stand with her body and her strength in the very small gap with all her strength stretched her back, hoping that she would not fall to her knees in the turbulence, but her consciousness gradually blurred.

"Qing Huan, Qing Huan!" In a trance, she heard a familiar voice calling to her in her ear, and raised her head to take a fixed look, but it was the tiger dressed in white fairy clothes, full of tender pity calling herself, but it made her think that she was on the verge of death, and she hallucinated.

Bai Cang glanced down at Qing Huan's suffocated red face, almost snot and tears flowed out of his face due to suffocation, and the whole person was stuck in a small gap and couldn't move, which made him feel a cone of pain in his heart, and he didn't dare to delay anymore, and drew a static talisman with his hand over the crowd that kept moving around her, and then stretched out his hand to hold her and pull it out.

"Hold on to my hand, don't be in a hurry!" Bai Cang shouted to the person who was close to collapse in a hoarse voice, but when the person finally struggled painfully and was pulled out of the congested crowd, and fell heavily into his arms, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he tried to carry her out of danger with his light skills.

Who knew that the person who had experienced this death in his arms was dumb and could barely make a sound due to suffocation, and said in a weak voice in his ear, "Don't leave, save these people, there are children among these trampled people..."