Chapter 497: Panjin Bell ...... He's dead

Hearing this, Xue Xue and Wu Ya, who were holding Li Shi, also almost fell to the ground softly, really!?

Gan Fengchi and Siniang followed, and when they heard Li Xian's question, the two looked at each other, Siniang sighed sadly, and her thoughts returned to yesterday......

At that time, He Mo Niang pulled her vigorously, and gestured on her face with her palm, which made Si Niang think of Mo Niang's intentions.

She looked at Pan Jinling, then looked at He Mo Niang, and recalled the two of them in the past, at that moment, her heartbeat almost stopped. A wave of joy exploded in my heart like fireworks, yes! It's possible!

Pan Jinling is tall and slender, and He Mo Niang is almost the same, if she is wearing the same color, it is really difficult to tell from behind. Although the faces of the two are different, their eyes are clear and flawless. Even if Mo Niang is a little less quiet than Pan Jinling, it is difficult to distinguish the current situation.

It's just that Mo Niang is really willing to sacrifice like this?

As if he saw Mo Niang's intentions, Pan Jinling hurriedly said: "Xiaohong, you guys hurry up!" Come on! ”

He Mo Niang didn't pay attention to Pan Jinling at all, and hurriedly pulled Siniang to make that action again.

Siniang realized, it turned out that Mo Niang not only had this idea, but also asked her to hurry up and leave Pan Jinling's opinion alone......

Thoughts flashed through my mind like thunder and lightning, and the plan took shape. Siniang resolutely, she pulled away He Mo Niang, a handkerchief and a bottle of medicine appeared in her hand, and Fei also rubbed it for a while, and then covered the handkerchief on Pan Jinling's face.

"Xiaohong, what are you going to do...... Woohoo......"

Pan Jinling struggled desperately, and naturally couldn't break free from Siniang, who had martial arts, and shook her head a few times, and then fainted.

Looking at He Mo Niang, Si Niang's eyes flashed with tears, what kind of master is there, what kind of apprentice is there......

Mo Niang got busy regardless of it, taking off the clothes of the golden bell, while pulling the shackles on her body, and signaling Siniang to untie it.

This level of shackles is naturally trivial to Siniang, who has been in the Military Intelligence Department for more than a year and is an outstanding member of the Black Cat. helped Mo Niang and Pan Jinling change their clothes, and hurriedly put on makeup for Pan Jinling, in fact, it was to apply some grease to Pan Jinling's face to cover his face, and then paste the fake sores on Mo Niang's face, and add the rickets to the hunchback, and he redressed himself as He Mo Niang before.

Looking at Mo Niang, who had been roughly pretending to be Pan Jinling, there was still a lack of the most important cover-up, Siniang frowned.

Mo Niang did not hesitate, and slammed down towards the square pillar, and with a bang, her forehead opened.

Siniang covered her mouth, for fear that she would cry, but she wanted to say that it was not enough......

Mo Niang shook her body, touched her forehead, and felt that in Siniang's already clearly audible choking sound, her face continued to hit the pillar, and the sound of dong dong was muffled, not only her forehead, but also the bridge of her nose and cheeks, and suddenly there was a blur of flesh and blood.

Siniang couldn't hold it anymore, hugged Mo Niang hard, tears fell like raindrops, but Mo Niang pushed her away, hurriedly gestured, and urged her.

After a few breaths, Siniang suddenly screamed: "Someone! Aunt Pan is crazy! ”

Thinking back again, not daring to look at the figure on the execution platform of the city tower, Siniang nodded to Li Xian, who had already understood: "It's her ......"

In the security gate tower, the steaming dog blood splashed on the figure who was tied up on the torture table, and there was feces after the dog blood, followed by scattered miscellaneous filth. The witch and the god were sprinkling rice in a circle under the torture table, and the monk on the left and the Taoist priest on the right all picked up the utensils and were ready to go.

After the wave of people who climbed the wall like crazy were knocked down, tens of thousands of southern barbarians under the city were surging, and Zhang Boxing's heart still trembled. But as soon as the filth was splashed up, the monk began to knock on the wooden fish, the Taoist priest waved his sword and burned the talisman, and the crowd below finally stopped, and even slowly retreated, and the voice of the call was no longer as fierce as just now, which made Zhang Boxing's heart settle.

"Keep up your efforts! Suppress the evil spirit of this demon girl steadily! ”

Zhang Boxing shouted loudly, and at the same time secretly said, this demon girl is really evil, and she can actually affect tens of thousands of Nanban below. Seeing that her eyes are not like ordinary women, she is so translucent and beautiful, and it is really as the people say, it is obvious that she has the art of seducing souls. It's a pity that his sage words protect his heart and nourish his qi for decades, no matter how powerful this demon girl is, and she can't do anything about herself, today, is the death of your demon girl!

Then a heroic spirit flowed in his chest, and today's move is afraid that it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become famous. Wei Zhengmeng beheaded the Dragon King of the Jing River, that was a folk joke. I, Uncle Zhang, burned the Southern Barbarian Demon Girl, but it was true. No matter what happens in the future, I, Zhang Boxing, am enough to be engraved in history and immortal! , the witch shivered, the god jumped in circles, the sound of the wooden fish fell like rain, and the murmur of the Taoist priest was like a wind. Tens of thousands of people in the city have gathered near the security gate, still shouting in unison: "Burn her!" ”

Zhang Boxing took a deep breath, raised his hand, and shouted out two words: "Raise fire!" ”

With a wave of his arm, it seemed to be like a giant palm in the sky, and the shadow alone was enough to crush the tens of thousands of Nanban under the city into powder.

When the orange flames flashed on the city tower, tens of thousands of people under the city fell silent, one, several, a group, a moment later, countless people knelt on the ground, choked up, and some people were extremely angry in their chests, smashing their fists on the ground, cursing those people on the city tower, cursing them for falling into the underworld forever and not being reincarnated.

Thousands of British and Chinese officers and soldiers under the city were also stunned, and they felt that the flame was simply burning on themselves.

"Plate ...... Aunt Pan......"

Wang Pan, the commander of the dragoons, fell from his horse, his face was pale, he had no strength to cry, and he felt a pain in his chest like a knife. He was originally a green battalion in Jiangxi, and a guerrilla in the Chinese army in Nanchang Town. Arrested during the Battle of Changsha, he was saved from the bad luck of going to Nanyang to cultivate fields because of his good horsemanship, and became an ordinary soldier in the dragoon army. After more than a year, he has accumulated merit and has been promoted to the commander of the right sergeant.

He will never forget in his life, last year in the hospital camp, he was ripped off his pants, and Pan Jinling personally checked his injuries. And the reason why he was able to save his life was all because of the ambulance that Pan Jinling pulled up outside Hengzhou City.

He thinks that he is not a thin-faced person, when he is in the green camp, he doesn't complain, but his heart is like a waterhole, and after the ripples, his heart is calm. But in front of Pan Jinling, in the Yingci Academy, he was as unforgettable as a child and grievances.

So when the fine work of Jiangxi Green Camp sneaked into the camp and wanted to be unfavorable to Pan Jinling, he was first knocked unconscious by his patient, who had been sent to Nanyang, and then shouted loudly, completely destroying the other party's actions.

After more than a year of joining the Anglo-Chinese army, immersed in a new world, he also felt that he was a human again, reminiscing about the past, the beauty of the golden bell was so tall that he had to bow down to the prime minister as a seven-foot man. Even if I have never seen Panjinling in person, sometimes when I go to Changsha and Hengzhou, and see the Heavenly Temple and Yingci Temple, I feel very cordial.

Not only him, but in the dragoon army, there were nearly a thousand former green camp prisoners, and many of them were so open-minded. When Li Shi came to Hunan, it is said that he was going to take Aunt Pan back to get married, and the group of them were extremely happy. Then the bad news that Aunt Pan was robbed came, and they flocked to Wang Tang to ask for battle, and rushed here with all their might, wanting to save the benefactor in their hearts.

They...... Failed......

Aunt Pan, who was on the torture table, was gradually consumed by the flames.

Not only Wang Pan, not only the dragoons, but also the other officers and soldiers choked, the fire was churning in their eyes, and it was burning in their hearts.

On the city tower, the firelight was reflected on Zhang Boxing's face, and his thin and solemn face was also changing and floating, like an evil ghost in the underworld.

He said viciously: "Scream! Scream! Can't you even scream!? It is to listen to your miserable howl, and Haoran righteousness will rise! Evil has been invincible since ancient times! ”

As he wished, the flames had already pounced on the figure on the torture table, and she was struggling, and her chains were pulled by her high-bound hands, making a rattling sound.

Then a mournful cry sounded, like a cuckoo crying blood, just as Zhang Boxing squinted his eyes slightly, ready to enjoy the howl that symbolized victory and symbolized the collapse of the Southern Barbarian demon's mind, the heaven and earth seemed to sway.

It was not the movement of heaven and earth, it was a song, a song that should never be in the here and now, in this realm, but it floated out like this, and flew up from the torture platform where the tongue of fire was whirring and raging.

It was a long, silent cry, mixed with a hiss of confronting the tragic pain, but what came to the ears was a deep and distant melody, containing the echoes of countless millennia. At that moment, the witch who sent the soul really cramped and froze as if her face was paralyzed, and the god who had exorcised evil spirits stiffened and stopped like a puppet. The monk's gavel hit his leg and he didn't realize it, and the talisman paper in the Taoist priest's hand burned to his hand and he didn't notice it.

It was a celestial song, and it was just a low and guttural voice when the heavenly temple sang the song. At first it was intermittent, but the fire seemed to push her guttural voice upward, connecting the low singing into a key, and then it was high-pitched and bright, shocking to the heart.

The Catholics in the city subconsciously whispered out loud and gradually sang the lyrics.

"You and I have the same roots, we are a family, the bloodline is passed down from generation to generation, and Yanhuang has children and grandchildren."

"There is a sky overhead, the sun and the moon and the stars, cloudy and rainy, and there will eventually be dusty people." , "Dirt and fire, sins turn into dust, return to heaven in one breath, and flesh and blood return to their true nature." ”

"God is in control of all things, rewards and punishments are divided in the way, merit and sin stop in life, and the coffin is no longer asked."

Even those who had not joined the Church were singing together at this moment, and the harmony that came from the flames of the torture platform blended their chaotic singing together, and held it high in the sky.

"Sacrifice! Sacrifice! You and I have no hate......"

Even Wu Ya, Xue Xue, Luo Tangyuan, Gan Fengchi, Siniang and others, who knew who was in the fire, all sang together with tears streaming down their faces.

She was also awakened by the song, and found herself in the carriage, and realized something, and she pushed the door open in fright, and suddenly saw the person who had been thinking about it all the time for more than ten days.

Ecstasy stopped before doubting, not only about the change in his own situation, but also because of the strange look of the other party.

"Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Your own relatives ......"

Li Xian leaned against the car door, but he was still staring at the fire in the distance, and tears were flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"Oh...... No...... Not ......"

Listening to the low singing of the thousands of people around her, she turned her head to see the situation of the high platform of the city tower, and the memory of yesterday's abrupt stop churned out in her mind, and she exclaimed in surprise.

"Mo Niang ......"

Her face turned pale, clutching her chest, and she felt that she could no longer take this breath.

"That's not Mo Niang......"

Li Xi hugged her, although he was still crying, his expression was extremely calm.

"That's the ...... of the golden bell"

He said this to the original owner of the name.

"Pan Jinling, it's dead."

Hearing Li Xian's words like a declaration, she sobbed and said, "How can I be so selfish......"

Li Xian shook his head: "It's not selfish, don't you think, she is also worthy of this name?" ”

She said with tears in her eyes: "Yes, she is purer than me, and she deserves everyone's respect more than me, but ......"

Li Xian sighed: "You have today's suffering, which is the cause I planted, and you can get her generation, but it is the cause you planted yourself." She has become you, you are no longer a golden bell, from today on, live for yourself, for me, give me all your goodness......"

Her eyes were no longer as bright as they used to be, as if they were immersed in a fog: "I...... So who am I? ”

Li Xi lightly touched her injured forehead, stroked her frowning brow with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you surnamed Xiao?" Change back to your original surname, was it a bitter sister before? Don't be surprised, even if you don't tell me about your past, won't I find it myself? ”

Li Xi hugged her tightly in his arms, and said again as if he had issued a declaration: "If you don't let you suffer anymore, naturally you can't call it a bitter sister, just call it ...... Eyebrows ......"

Cover with a veil and ...... No, Xiao frowned and looked at Li Shi, who turned to leave, and then turned to the place where the high platform was blazing, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

At this time, the singing was over, there was no sound on the high platform, and the tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians under the city were even more silent, and the roar was accumulating in their chests.

Set up the pergola, and look at the figure that was no longer moving in the flames, no, even the figure had melted into the flames, and the silhouette was no longer visible. Zhang Boxing said sharply: "Let's move!" Don't let the demon girl cast an evil spell and run away! ”

Witches, monks, and Taoists woke up like a dream, and they all moved, Zhang Boxing looked at the city, and felt that in the silence, tens of thousands of Nanban also seemed to have lost their courage and lost their souls, and they were so excited that every hair was swaying.

He looked on his back to the sky, and was about to gather his breath, ready to laugh in the sky, and then shouted loudly when the demons retreated, a monstrous wave suddenly surged under the city, which was so hot that even the gold and iron were about to melt the anger, pushing the chest and throat, and the heart spewed out a shout, tens of thousands of people almost shouted in unison, shaking the legs and feet of the soldiers at the head of the city, and the clouds seemed to be pushed away.

There were only two words for that shout......

"Verdict!"

Zhang Boxing's heart seemed to be suddenly placed in the ice of ten thousand years, and he didn't feel it at all, and in a trance, he could only reluctantly turn one thought: How could it be...... Why...... Why didn't Nanban break down, but like a beloved beast, roaring out and about to reveal its fierce fangs? Yourself can't ...... Really wrong?

"Verdict!"

Tens of thousands of people in the city did not shout to the people above the city, they understood the reason, they knew that they had no right to judge, and they were crying out to those who had the right to condemn.

"Verdict!"

"Verdict!"

Tens of thousands of people, including all the officers and soldiers, looked at Li Shi, their eyes were full of tears, their faces were flushed, and they shouted these two words.

Li Xi took a deep breath, although the ruling was decided by him, he had no choice, at most he chose the form of implementation.

He took the torches of his subordinates and threw them into the brazier of the pillar, and the flames whirred upward, responding to the flames on the high platform of the castle tower in the distance.

At this time, Li Xi was almost the same as what those people in Wuchang Mansion thought before.

Burned it!

Burn it, and return Huaxia to a bright future!

Li Xi said in a loud voice: "I will decide...... Burn the city! ”