Chapter Seventy-One: Fiction and Reality
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Even though nearly an hour has passed, the crowd watching from the outside of the fence has not left because of this, but has a tendency to gather more and more.
At this moment, the black true qi that emerged from Shi Wuwei's body had already disappeared without a trace.
And he himself, like a puddle of mud, sits on a puddle of blood.
It's just that he is dressed in white, but he is not stained with a trace of red.
The blood on the ground does not come from one person, but from hundreds of people of the same clan and clan as him.
He couldn't remember how many heads had landed on the ground and how many had been picked up.
He couldn't remember how many times he had done to these people.
He only remembered that he knew most of the faces of these dead people.
?β Chop!!! βγ
After another strict order, it was another time when the knife fell.
Blood then splattered, and the crowd outside the fence was in a commotion.
And these twenty executioners never seemed to feel the hardship.
Even though they had repeatedly waved the broadsword for nearly an hour, the power in their hands did not weaken in the slightest.
It's still smooth, it's still done in one go.
Not only that, but the expressions on their faces were also the same as before, and there was no change.
If this matter had been placed before, Shi Wuwei might still be able to distinguish the truth and falsehood of the world in front of him.
But at this moment, he has long been overwhelmed by the self-blame and remorse in his heart, and he has long forgotten that he is just a passerby.
And even though he knew that the world in front of him was false, he saw so many people die in front of his eyes.
I'm afraid that if the gods descend to earth, it is inevitable that they will not be able to extricate themselves.
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Half an hour later, the white clouds drifted by, covering the scorching sun, and also bringing a hint of coolness to the vegetable market under the sun.
Outside the fence of this matter, the crowd of onlookers has changed a group of people.
Maybe it's the picture of the separation of the corpses, which is too cruel.
Or maybe it's because the same knife is smooth and smooth, which has made the crowd who stopped before lose the patience to look at it.
In short, just after a few officers and soldiers on the side had cleaned up the corpses and heads in the field, they only heard a majestic shout, which attracted everyone's attention in an instant.
"Bring Fang Xiaoru and his heirs forward to be tortured !!."
As soon as this statement came out.
Shi Wuwei, who was already a pool of stagnant water in his heart, suddenly tensed his body like a frightened bird, and looked at the relatives in front of him who were wearing prison clothes and shackles.
In fact, deep down, he may have discovered the truth in front of him.
Merely...
He may just want to see his parents again, and his people again.
Even in such a cruel way.
Even in such a way, it would be painful for him.
He also wanted to see each other again.........
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"Daddy....Daddy.. Daddy".
The murmuring in his mouth became louder and louder.
And the strong consciousness in his mind finally supported his body.
I saw that he, who had already exhausted his true qi, was staring at the crowd in front of him, and climbed forward with difficulty.
"Dad....mother....mother".
At this moment, he is like a helpless child, calling for his parents to look back.
The jailers were escorting the last and most important dozen people to the center of the execution ground.
Fang Xiaoru was the leader, followed by Fang Yuanshan and his wife.
Although the white prison uniform is worn and dirty, it is dirty. But this doesn't seem to be able to hide the righteousness in the eyes of the father and son.
Even if the hair covered their faces, the golden light in the eyes of the two of them could still shoot through the messy hair in front of them and shoot at everyone in the field.
"Hmph~ Yan thief is in charge, kill my lord, harm my loyalty, such disloyal, unfilial and unrighteous people will be punished by !! heaven." Fang Xiaoru said angrily.
In his old age, he had already stopped, and with his cloudy but sharp eyes, he scanned the people outside the arena.
"Bold!! Fang Xiaoru, you actually insulted the Holy Lord in public? βγ Seeing that the other party still dared to speak wildly, the law enforcement officer immediately reprimanded.
"The swallow thief killed my family and killed my hard protΓ©gΓ©, why don't you dare the old man at this time!!". Staring into the herald's eyes, Fang Xiaoru said without showing weakness.
"Good, good!! Good you Fang Xiaoru! Someone, cut me !! βγ
As soon as this order was issued, the jailers continued to push and shove several people and escorted them into the arena!γ
"No....don't... Don't!! βγ
Shi Wuwei had already climbed to his grandfather's feet.
He stood up with all his might, trying to hug the other man's body.
"Grandpa....grandpa...".
However, no matter how hoarse he screamed, he could not attract the attention of the other party.
Staring at this old face, he remembered that when he was young, his grandfather would always protect and enlighten himself when he was punished.
Although he is often busy with government affairs, even so, grandpa will always take a few days out to play with him....
"Hurry up and !!".
With the jailer's hard pushing, Fang Xiaoru was finally pushed forward by this force.
And just after his grandfather moved forward, Shi Wuwei finally saw his father's resolute face and his mother's haggard expression again.
"Daddy... Father... Mother.. Mother..".
This time, he has thrown himself into the arms of his parents, wanting to take away this hope in his heart.
However, in this void, he still passed through his parents' bodies as before, unable to touch them.
It's just that his forward action is too big, and this is already an exhausted body.
So, in the end, he lost his center of gravity and threw himself on the cold stone street, in a pool of blood on the ground.
However, time waits for no one.
In the moments when he fell to the ground, the jailers had completed the handover process with the executioners.
"Don't.. No... Don't!! βγ
The hoarse cries did not stop the big knives in the hands of the executioners.
I saw that after the knife fell, the two heads, which were still gushing with blood, were rolling down to the place where he was.
It wasn't until they came to him that the two hideous heads stopped rolling.
"Daddy!! Mother!! β
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I saw him crawling like this, trying to hug his parents' heads.
However, no matter what he did, he still couldn't touch half a point.
He could only watch as the officers and soldiers stepped forward, grabbed his parents' messy hair, and lifted it vigorously.
He could only watch the officers and soldiers, holding two shaking heads in both hands, walking into the distance.
However, at this moment, Shi Wuwei saw his father's unblinded eyes staring at him.
No matter how his head shook, those eyes were always firmly locked on his body.
And such a pair of penetrating eyes are also the last impression he left in this empty world.
Because after that, he fell into a deep coma.
He only remembered that in the last moments of this coma, he seemed to hear his father expressing something to himself.
It's just that he didn't hear clearly......
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