Mugu 22 City Law Field, noon.

The autumn days in this country are always cold in the morning and evening, but at noon and in the afternoon they are as hot as early summer, and the execution ground is already crowded with people, and the inner and outer three layers are surrounded like iron buckets. Today, there are two important bad people who are heinous and heinous and heinous and ready to prostrate the law, such a wonderful scene, who does not rush to it. There are no charcoal in the snow, there are many icing on the cake, and some are just crowds.

Half an hour before the execution of the condemned prisoners began on the execution ground, the three executioners stood in unison, raised their machetes, pushed the soldiers up, and the kneeling criminals were beheaded and killed with one stab, without ambiguity. The entire execution ground was already full of blood, and a large stream of blood smelled into the noses of the onlookers, not only did not make them feel disgusted, but made them feel more excited, more relieved, the offender died, the offender died!

Yin Ying mixed in with the crowd, today she wore a coarse linen dress, combed two village girl braids, and her face was dirty, like a market woman who had just done rough work rushed to join in the fun.

She also kept watching, waiting, waiting for the most important moment, just like the crowd, she just wanted to see the right time to save the important people.

Time passed minute by minute, and when all the condemned prisoners in white prison uniforms had been sentenced, the three executioners also seemed to be tired, and they all walked down the Xingtai with their big knives, and for a time the Xingtai was empty, leaving blood stains that were unevenly distributed.

A quarter of an hour later, a tall young woman wearing a vest and belly button leather top, and leather trousers, like a bamboo pole, walked up to Xingtai, she carried a machete behind her back, coiled her hair, did not wear any ornaments, walked up step by step, her face was full of frost and slaughter, and her plain face was full of haze, these are not the most special, the most special and noticeable, is her pair of straw sandals, a pair of feet under a sexy leather suit is actually a pair of ordinary straw sandals, Yin Ying was taken aback, What kind of dress is this, this person seems to have a bit of a background.

"You see, it's finally appeared, the 'Soul Dictator' Broken Wood Fenchang." "Is she the terrifying supreme executioner, I thought it would be a strong man, but I didn't expect it to be a young girl." "I heard that any condemned prisoner who was beheaded by Duanmu Fenchang was not only killed on the spot with his head in a different place, but even his soul was cut to ashes, and he could not be reborn forever." "That's why it's called 'Soul Dictator', even if a person dies, he can't even be a ghost, where can he still be reincarnated."

The onlookers were whispering, but Yin Ying listened to their words, and she stared at Duanmu Fenchang to observe, constantly searching in her mind, trying to find a person who matched her with the real villagers of Bingjing Village.

Since they are not familiar with this game, but the copy they are in is designed based on the real world of Bingjing Village, just like Zhang Yishu and Hao Yuanwai, the two NPCs also have a certain correspondence with a villager in Bingjing Village, during this time, Yin Ying listened to Haisan talk about their Bingjing Village, and Yin Ying wrote them down one by one, just as an explanation and put it in her heart in case of unpreparedness, so this time Yin Ying was silently understanding her identity.

But it's a pity that Yin Ying didn't find any real villagers corresponding to this Duanmu Fenchang in the memories expounded by Haisan, not because Yin Ying has a bad memory, but because there really isn't. In other words, this NPC is transmitting some kind of information.

Duanmu Fenchang, this name is a bit strange, but it can also be heard as a girl's name, and it is also a more dignified and elegant girl's name, but this name can't correspond to the girl who is full of evil on the execution ground. Yin Ying smiled in his heart: "This is all a developed game, the names are weird, wait, this name, it's really weird......"

Yin Ying suddenly thought that the pronunciation of Duanmu Fenchang is clearly duan, mu, fen, chang, if you put it into other words, like Huaxia characters, it can be said that there are thousands of names that can match this combination, but it doesn't have much practical significance, unless it is a combination of the following. I read books

Duanmu Fenchang - "broken", "none", "grave", "field".

Yin Ying was taken aback in his heart, and at the same time, his mouth couldn't help but grow up all of a sudden, and he also took a breath of cramped air.

"Uncle Hai, Uncle Hai, has he died early in the morning, and his soul has been broken in the deserted cemetery? If that's what it means, then I'm still too late? Yin Ying felt that her breathing was very difficult at the moment, there were too many people around, and the air was very cramped and muddy. Yin Ying couldn't believe her terrible cognition, she couldn't believe that she hadn't worked hard, so she missed an important comrade-in-arms, so what happened to the notice Wenjian she saw last night?

Yin Ying didn't think for a moment that Hai San was escorted out by the soldiers and pushed to the execution ground to prepare for death, because at the very least, she could still see Hai San survive for a moment, as long as the person was still alive, she would have a chance to save him, and she would be desperate to survive.

At this time, four soldiers escorted a condemned prisoner who was wearing a special black prison uniform and a black hood on his head, walked up to Xingtai step by step, and roughly pressed him to his knees.

Yin Ying immediately raised her head and stared nervously at that side, she immediately put away those senseless sadness. This prisoner was wrapped all over his body, and he couldn't see his face or gender, so Yin Ying worked hard, determined to keep an eye on him, and he must recognize whether this person was Hai San before Duanmu Fenchang's big knife cut it down.

Hai San's figure Yin Ying is still a little familiar, and he has some micro movements, these two characteristics of this person are different from Hai San, and it is preliminarily concluded that it is not Hai San, but Yin Ying's heart is up and down, afraid that he will miss the best rescue time because of his own judgment error.

Duanmu Fenchang's broadsword had already been raised above her head, and she only waited for the overseer to throw out the token, and the moment the token hit the ground, it began to fall in her hand. The supervising officer looked at the sky and estimated that the hour was not early, so he took a token from the barrel and threw it in the direction of the execution ground.

The token crossed the air in a parabola, and was about to fall straight to the ground, Yin Ying gritted her teeth and showed a pair of sharp claws, she didn't want to wait any longer, she didn't want to miss it, she would rather save a hundred than let go of half a possibility, even if she knew that everything was a game, and she knew that she was tantamount to suicide, but Yin Ying couldn't ignore it.

She wanted to stretch out one of her claws and hit Xingtai with a spiritual power, so as to prevent the token from falling, and she took the opportunity to rush up to rescue the person in a second, but just when she wanted to kick her hand, she found that the token stopped in mid-air and did not move, and it was just when Yin Ying was thinking about it secretly, and the token had been frozen in mid-air in the morning.

Yin Ying was surprised, she felt that after the token stopped in mid-air, there was silence around her, everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed, for fear of missing such an "important moment in history", and Duanmu Fenchang was just holding a big knife and did not cut it down, but from her expression, it could be seen that she was also puzzled, surprised by the strange appearance of the token frozen in mid-air not far away. Needless to say, the expressions of the supervisory officers and the other soldiers.

At this time, there were a little snowflakes floating in the sky, falling on the hair and clothes of the onlookers, and also falling on Duanmu Fenchang's machete, which was originally cramped and sultry, but when the snow gradually covered the ground in a thin layer, it seemed to have entered the winter in advance, which made people start to shudder.

Snow? The snow flew in June, and the injustices were not in vain. Yes, she and Hai San are absolutely wronged, they didn't do anything bad at all, so they inexplicably became a double killing, how can this not be wronged?