Dongshu Kingdom, the twenty-fourth year of Emperor Mo, autumn, evening.

The dreary weather made people feel breathless, the fire on the raised platform lined was very strange, and the simple raised platform built with wooden stakes showed the urgency of the people, as if the things in the fire on the high platform would cause a catastrophe if they burned to death slowly.

It was not a thing in the fire, but a person, a girl, but the people below did not have the slightest compassion, and looked at this scene indifferently, as if she deserved to be burned to death.

The girl's eyes were closed, as if she could not feel death, and her head was tilted to one side.

It wasn't that she was stunned by the thick smoke, but that she hadn't woken up since birth, her hair shrouded in mist, and evil spirits fluttering in the suffocating air.

"Burn her, burn her." People shouted, the sound resounded through half of the imperial capital, the flames seemed to respond, the higher and higher they burned, until the girl was swallowed in the sea of fire, people couldn't see the situation inside, only felt that the flames were as high as reaching the sky, and felt terrifying, but they understood when they thought of who was burning.

An ethereal soul surrounded the girl, looking at the scene in front of her, her face was full of anxiety, because the person who was burned was her body.

Her name is Mu Ziluo, the daughter of the prime minister of Dongshu Kingdom, because her mother was pregnant with her for 14 months before giving birth to her, and she died in childbirth, and she has never opened her eyes except for breathing for 14 years since she was born.

It happened that the flying stone outside the sky smashed in the palace, which was said to be the birth of a demon, and a Taoist said that she would wake up at the age of fourteen, and Emperor Mo listened to it, so she was left to grow up to fourteen years.

Strange things happened repeatedly in Dongshu, and the ministers invited Emperor Mo, saying that the female demon of the Mu family was evil and harmed the country, and should be burned to death, in order to seek peace and security for the country, Emperor Mo saw that Mu Ziluo had not woken up for fourteen years, so he agreed.

"General Qiyu, it's been burning for a long time, but the fire doesn't seem to be extinguished. Please... Show. A man dressed as a soldier fell to his knees on one knee, sweat still dripping from his face, and it was evident that he was in great eagerness to rush to the general.

This general's name is Pei Yi, the second brother of the queen, and he is a general who is the minister of the third rank of the dynasty in the Dongshu Kingdom, but he is a general, but he has a position to be a pawn by relying on his mother's relationship, and he has no real power in the name of a general, and he has always thought that he is superior.

This is a tent far away from the fire, Huang Yi is reclining on the sleeper, the table in front of him is full of delicate food and fruit, only a shirt on his body, his chest is wide open, revealing the strong chest muscles inside. Behind him, a woman's chest was half exposed, and her weak and boneless little hands were on his chest, lying on his body softly.

"Smack." A wine glass was slammed to the ground by Huang Yi, showing his impatience at the moment, it was bad enough to be sent here by His Majesty to be happy in the city, and he was even more angry when he heard this: "Are you pigs, won't you find a way to deal with it yourself, and a little bit of bad things will bother me?" Throwing off the beauty behind him, Pei Yi raised his leg and kicked the soldier's chest.

The soldier spat blood and covered his chest and lay on the side, and the beauty who was thrown aside by Pei Yi saw that Pei Yi was so atmospheric, and she was also afraid, so she rushed to Pei Yi's side, and said coquettishly: "That Miss Prime Minister's Mansion is a demon, general, it won't be something bad, so how can it be good." ”

Hearing her say this, Pei Yi also felt a little hairy in his heart, could it be that there is really an evil thing, if not, why did it burn for so long, this time His Majesty sent him to deal with this matter, just to look up to him, if it didn't work out, Long Yan was furious, maybe how he would be guilty, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, he glanced at the battle robe, and immediately walked over and put it on, he was a person who had been on the battlefield, and he couldn't count how many lives he had in his hand, and he was afraid that it would do something.

"Take me right away." As soon as the soldier saw that Pei Yi was dressed, he ignored his injuries and quickly led Pei Yi away, afraid that he would be beaten again if he was slow.

The crowd was still shouting, and some of the timid ones had gone back, but when Pei Yi arrived, he was still squeezed outside by the crowd, and the black pressure was overwhelming, only to see the fire in the distance, and the on-site guard received the notice of the guards and ordered people to clear a way, Pei Yi rode directly to the fire, and saw that the fire was still burning as the soldier said, and he couldn't see it clearly, and he didn't know if the wood purple was burned to death, such a big fire, if it wasn't burned to death, it was really a demon.

The red firewood was crackling and burning, and the soldiers and Pei Yi didn't dare to step forward again, and after about half a pillar of incense, seeing that the fire was still burning, Pei Yi's heart was like an ant on a hot pot. It was not a way to wait any longer, so he immediately ordered someone to prepare a bucket full of water, at least he could see if Mu Ziluo had been burned to ashes. When the twenty buckets were ready, a soldier approached the fire with the bucket.

"Splash, put out the fire for me." With Pei Yi's order, the water in the bucket was splashed on the fire together, only to hear a loud noise, the firewood made a chirping sound, after the thick smoke, in the middle of a pile of charcoal, Mu Ziluo was unharmed and tied to the stake, still with closed eyes, and his face still maintained a sleep appearance of fourteen years, without the slightest pain, and even the corners of his skirt were not burned by the fire.

"Ah, she wasn't burned, she wasn't burned, youkai ......." The people fled in all directions, as if they had seen something strange.

Such a scene frightened Pei Yi many steps back, such a fire could not burn her, after all, he was a person who had been on the battlefield, and after a short period of shock, he quickly adjusted himself.

Turning his head to look around, the people had all fled, and the huge street was quiet, except for him and the soldiers he had brought.

A gust of wind blew, and he seemed to see Mu Ziluo laughing, and that smile was like a devil from hell, in fact, he heard it right, Mu Ziluo, who was a soul, was beside him.

Looking at his body intact, not to mention how happy he was, Mu Ziluo circled around Pei Yi, making Pei Yi feel cold all around.

It would be nice if he could scare this Pei Yi away, Mu Ziluo stopped, looked into Pei Yide's ear, and exhaled sharply, which frightened Pei Yi's whole person into a cold sweat instantly, and looked around in horror, but he didn't see anyone.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand, Pei Yi pulled past the two soldiers closest to him and said loudly: "Hurry up, hurry up, quickly carry her to the mass grave and throw her away." ”

The soldier untied Mu Ziluo from the high platform, and without the slightest pity, dragged her soft body and threw her to the straw mat that had been prepared on the side, and was preparing to take the mat to the mass grave.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the face, and the soldiers who swept the mat took a step back in unison, Pei Yi looked at Mu Ziluo vigilantly, and saw that there was no movement, it was estimated that it was a gust of wind, and ordered people to move faster.

That's right, this wind was blown by Mu Ziluo, because it wasn't long before she would merge with her body and be completely resurrected, how could they let them throw their bodies into mass graves.

In the high place, there was a sudden sound of wisps of the piano, melodious, ethereal to the extreme, listening to the heart of the people trembling, it can be seen that the person who plays the piano is superb.

Pei Yi and Mu Ziluo all looked up, only to see two people sitting on a roof, one was dressed in white like snow and wearing a white jade mask, cold and dusty, and the other was dressed in red with a sinister face.