Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, Li Quan shouted, "General Song, the emperor is invited." ”

Song Yi saluted Xu Lian'er slightly and walked into the Heart Cultivation Palace.

In the hall, the handsome man in the bright yellow robe was sitting next to the soft collapse, his dark and deep eyes staring at the chessboard for a moment, and his knuckled fingertips were holding a black chess piece, as if he was meditating.

Song Yi bowed, "Weichen participates in the emperor." ”

The man ignored it.

Song Yi's eyebrows were slightly together, he knelt on his knees, held the yellow coat in his hand forward, and bowed deeply, "This is the yellow coat given by the emperor, the emperor once said that holding this coat, no matter how big a mistake you make, you can spare a life, today, Weichen gave this coat to Song Xiao and asked the emperor to spare his life." ”

"The emperor gave you the yellow coat because you once sacrificed your life to save his life, not for you to use it to shield criminals." Mu Xiuhan's dark phoenix eyes stared at him casually, "Song Yi, do you remember that when the emperor gave you the yellow coat, he also said a sentence, don't just use it to extinguish your conscience, and now you still transfer it to Song Xiao, ignoring the laws of the country, do you know what the price is?" ”

"Roll the nail board, burn at the stake." Song Yi bowed deeply, "As long as Song Xiao's life can be spared, Song Yi is willing to bear the crime." ”

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The rain gradually stopped, and the sky was still dark and cloudy, as if it was about to fall into the clouds.

Outside the Jinluan Palace, the cold wind poured directly, and the red-hot coals on the ground were as long as two hundred meters long, and they could still feel the scorching heat emitted from a long distance.

Next to the coals, nearly 100 Imperial Forest soldiers stood on the left and right with long sticks in their hands, already in a posture of being on standby.

Jing Yulin watched Song Yi take off his cotton boots, walked towards the land of fire with his bare feet, grabbed her, and said anxiously, "General, in the past hundred years, even if anyone who has been burned at the stake survives, both legs have become crippled, you are not ......"

"I've already made this decision, and I've already borne the consequences." Song Yi's voice sank suddenly, "Stand down." ”

"General—" Jing Yushi bit his lower lip tightly, he looked at her with red eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally retreated.

At the end, Mu Xiuhan looked at her with a complicated and unpredictable gaze, "It's too late for you to regret it now." ”

Song Yi's lips provoked a smile, "Song Yi never regrets what he did." ”

Looking at the fiery coals, Song Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped on it, and the sharp pain in his heart swept up from the center of his foot, and the smell of burnt meat appeared in the air for a moment.

Song Yi's pupils shrank sharply in pain, and he sped up his pace and rushed towards the end of the firelight.

Bang –

Countless sticks hit her one after another.

The earth-shattering pain made her heart tremble.

In particular, the pair of feet burned by the fire seemed to be connected to the red-hot coals on the ground, and with every step she took, the coals were embedded in the blood.

It's obviously a distance of two hundred meters, but it seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and no matter how she walks, it seems that she can't reach the end.

Mu Xiuhan looked at the emaciated figure who was beaten and bloodied and kept trying to survive under the flames of the stick, his face gradually turned cold, the teacup in his hand was clenched into a fist, and his lips were unconsciously pursed into a cold straight line.

Two hundred meters was long and short, and as the finish line was near, the crumbling figure gave up on his legs, and his whole body fell on the coals.

With a thud -

Blood fell on the coals of fire with a clattering sound.

It was like the sound of raw meat being cooked.