Chapter 82: A Thousand Years of Love (7)
"Look, that's the Holy Maiden!"
Tens of thousands of people gathered in the square, and someone suddenly shouted, which immediately made the surrounding eyes move away. I saw that from one place in the square, seven knights in gold armor, and two women in all-white dresses in the middle, slowly and solemnly walked towards the high platform in the center of the square.
Suddenly, centered on the crowd that first saw them, these tens of thousands of people became a sensation, and in their cognition, the saint was such a noble and unseen existence. And now, she walked in the field of view of the crowd, her beautiful appearance, and the elegance protected by the best royal knights in the country, naturally made the commoners crazy.
Looking at the deafening cheers from the audience with some bitterness, Liu Feng couldn't help but sigh: "When a person's death is sought after by so many people, this is a great sorrow......
As they slowly walked towards the top of the high platform where a stone pillar was erected, there was a sudden change from the audience.
"His Majesty the Emperor is actually here!"
"What? Really, I didn't expect to meet His Majesty the Emperor and the Holy Maiden at the same time today, what a blessing! ”
"You know, the purpose of the saint's coming today is to officially become an immortal in front of us through a ceremony!"
The crowd was chattering, and almost everyone's face was full of excitement. It's just that in the midst of this, a voice sounded coldly: "Seeing a young girl in the flower season in front of herself, she is still so happy to be burned in her clothes, burned her hair and finally turned to ashes, this country, it is really over......"
This whispered remark, like a whisper, was not heard by anyone, and it was drowned in the crowd.
Standing on top of the high hall, a satisfied smile appeared on the emperor's bloated face. I saw him raise his hands high, and the tens of thousands of people in front of him immediately fell silent.
"My people, everyone gathered here today, it must be clear that the upcoming event is an extremely important event......" After being specially treated by his subordinates, his voice could be heard throughout the silent square. And from his speech, Liu Feng finally understood the reason for the fire sacrifice to Bing Lan.
Eighteen years ago, when Bing Lan was born, she was indeed a happy princess. But three years later, the country was politically besieged by a group of countries. Although the war did not break out, all countries were eyeing this country, waiting for this majestic tiger to attack it in groups as soon as it stumbled. At that time, due to the practice of the royal family, the country led to internal and external troubles, the people's hearts were weakened, and the army had no will to fight, and if it went to war, it would definitely lose.
As a result, the spiritual beliefs given to the people were different from those of the emperor, and the holy woman appeared. Under the emperor's calculations, the day the saint becomes an adult, she will officially become an immortal, which will become the best moment for the cohesion of the country's people, and the national strength will definitely reach its peak, and she will no longer be afraid of being coveted by other countries.
"Bastard! That's the reason! Liu Feng scolded angrily in his heart, "How can the country's degeneration be reversed by this so-called false faith?" Unconsciously, Liu Feng's fists were clenched, hating the fate that befell the innocent girl, and hating the honor he held, but he never noticed the current situation of the country, only a golden armor left, but he couldn't protect the people with his body and the weapons in his hands to make them feel at ease, what kind of knight is this?
And the ignorant crowd in the audience did cheer wildly to the extreme because of the emperor's words, and the saint could become an immortal to protect the land by bathing in the fire, and they were already convinced of this.
"Since that's the case......" Liu Feng looked at the high platform, Ice Blue was restrained by several knights on the stake, and his eyes flickered.
"Mr. Liu Feng, goodbye." When the knights and Lan Qing were asked to leave the high platform, Liu Feng read this silent word from Bing Lan's quietly open and closed mouth. The eyes of the saint finally revealed reluctance and unwillingness.
The entire platform is made of wood, that is, during the ascension ceremony, it will be on fire from the bottom of the platform and burned from the bottom to the top, and the special construction can ensure that the platform will not collapse until the saint is burned out.
"The hour has come, the flame is lit!" One of the deputies' officials, facing the crowd, shouted orders.
As soon as the words fell, several servants stepped forward with torches in their hands, and set the base of the bust platform on fire.
Only a "bang" was heard, and the flames immediately rose a few feet high, and about two meters around the bound ice blue, a ring of fire was formed, but it did not burn itself, perhaps because the edge of the high platform was poured with some oil.
"Ahh Ice Blue exclaimed and closed her eyes. When death is truly pro, the calmness and fearlessness that were once turned to ashes. The most horrific death is so ordinary, waiting for the pain to come, but you are helpless.
Biting her lip to prevent it from continuing to tremble, tears were already dripping from the corners of her ice-blue eyes, and waves of hot air were already coming towards her. Maybe the poisonous gas from the flames would have made her delirious before she was burned to death.
In just a few minutes, the frenzy of the audience has reached the extreme, and the cheers are endless, is this a relief for the country to be protected, or is it simply excited to see a wonderful show?
"At this time, Bing Lan is still unharmed, but the wooden platform should already be fragile." Liu Feng took a deep breath and said softly, "Since you guys like to be lively so much, I'll add to the fire!" ”
Liu Feng suddenly shouted, and then the whole person rushed out at once. In just a few seconds, no one even noticed what was happening, and even the emperor was immersed in the cheers of the people, smiling proudly.
It seemed to be a flash of silver light, and in the blink of an eye, I saw that Liu Feng was already holding a long sword, standing in front of the high platform, and in the next second......
Rumble!
The corner of the high platform was broken into two sections, and even the entire building, including the ice blue, fell diagonally.
The cheering crowd didn't realize what was happening, and Ice Blue screamed and slammed it to the ground.
"Ice Blue!" Willow Wind shouted, running wildly towards where it landed, and then leaped to his feet, holding the stone pillar that bound the ice blue with one hand.
The sword in his hand fell, and the thick rope that bound the ice blue was split at once. Liu Feng didn't say a word, put Bing Lan on his back, and roared angrily towards the place with the least crowd. And the crowd that still didn't react, watching the knight with his weapon in his hand rushing over, also subconsciously got out of the way.
The whole process is only about 20 seconds.
When Liu Feng rushed all the way out of this weakest group of people, everyone finally realized what had happened in a short period of time.
"Just now, the Holy Maiden seems to have been robbed, right?"
"Yes, it seems to be...... Still a knight! ”
As the crowd began to discuss, the officials present finally woke up.
"Bastard, someone has robbed the Holy Maiden, chase after it!"