Behind Megatron, how many tears need to be shed, just in exchange for a shocking opening!

After a few heavy snowfalls, the epidemic in the capital finally disappeared in the cold and freezing, and after the epidemic, even the palace seemed particularly lonely.

Outside the palace gate, the crowd was pressing, and the cold wind was swirling in the air at noon, and the sound was like the cracking of ice on the water surface, and even the air was mixed with a chill that was heart-wrenching.

When the guards opened the palace gate, they saw the people who were blocking the palace gate rushing up, and a deafening noise sounded in an instant, only to hear the people shouting; "Wicked, she is the cause of the plague." "Kill this monster that is not a human or a ghost." "Eliminate harm for the people, a thousand cuts." "Demon woman, you won't be wronged if you die a hundred times." "Woe to the country and the people, disaster star." Wait a minute......

In the rough iron bars of the prisoner car, she listened to the vicious words of the common people, biting her lower lip until she bit out the blood, she let go, and showed a sad smile on her mouth, even if everyone wronged her, it didn't matter, because she just wanted him to believe her, however, did he believe her?

She clung to the iron railing, her body was like ten thousand ants biting and aching violently, her cheeks were covered with pus-fulging bumps, her skin had long been festering, the smell of rancid water all over her body, the pus was broken, the dried blood stuck to her scattered hair, and her face was very hideous.

Eggs, vegetable leaves, garbage, etc., thrown by the common people flew towards her, and she didn't care about the pain in her body, but begged for a "quick death".

The prison cart of the iron cage finally stopped, she lowered her head, waiting for her "the hour has come", suddenly heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves, from far and near, clicked straight to the tip of her heart, she seemed to be afraid, buried her head lower, "whew" a long neigh, the horse was alive and diligent, she was shocked, in her heart puzzled; Why did he stop? It's obviously his horse, and I can tell that since he's coming, why doesn't he come near me?"

She looked up slightly in confusion, and saw that the man on the horse was stepping on the deerskin boots of blue purple and gold stirrups, and the sable cloak in the apricot yellow silk hung down to the boots, and the soft and dense wind hair of the cloak fluttered in the wind, which made him even more heroic and inviolable.

The man on the horse said in a low voice, a little impatient, and said coldly; "Is the time coming?"

When a little guard saw this formation, he trembled with fright, and fell to his knees tremblingly; "To ...... ......" As soon as he finished speaking, the man on the horse closed his eyes resolutely, and as he opened his eyes, he already held a bow and arrows in his hand.

When she saw that his arrow was aimed at her, she closed her eyes in despair, and a great tear ran down her face, cold and cold...... It's cold to the bottom of my heart...... Such a cold ...... It's like you'll never be able to regain a trace of warmth...... She gasped spasmodically, her mouth wide open, and let out a howl like that of a wild beast; "Whew...... Yes...... Whew......"

He listened to her cry and said silently in his heart; "Mo'er, Mo'er, Mo'er" When his gaze met her again, he suddenly drew his bow, and as soon as his hand was released, the arrow flew towards her chest like lightning......