Feng Jinjie's sudden angry scolding, Lu Dongli stopped moving, so that the beheading, which should have started immediately, stopped.

He Zhuo couldn't help but urge Lu Dongli twice, and He Ming's face was already extremely ugly.

But at this time, Lu Dongli had just opened his eyes, looked at Feng Jinjie, and turned a deaf ear to everything outside his body.

In this peculiar silence, a frantic cry broke the silence.

"Wronged, wronged."

The army of several thousand people, and the soldiers who rushed to hear the news kept joining, and it was impossible to know for sure which one was calling it at this time.

However, with this shout, there was an uproar among the thousands.

People echoed one after another.

"Wronged, General Feng is wronged."

"The Great Zhao State has a general who embezzles military salaries, but General Feng has never drunk half of the blood money of the soldiers."

"Wronged, this is a big injustice."

At first, it was one or two people shouting, but in the blink of an eye, it became more than a dozen people, and then it developed into hundreds of people in an instant, and then thousands of people were shouting.

Who was the first to rush forward, no one can say.

It's just that a few generals are desperately trying to suppress and persuade them, but it is still difficult to stop them. Perhaps, this is because the dissuasion of the earthly people themselves is also choked. The people who blocked it also had tears in their eyes, so their efforts didn't have much effect at all.

Meng Tiancheng's face changed slightly, and with a slight wave of his hand, the soldiers who had already prepared around the school yard took their spears and stopped them.

Each gun is very carefully clothed to ensure that no one is injured by mistake. The spears were used by the soldiers as temporary bars. All the soldiers used their own flesh and blood to stop the Dingyuanguan sergeants who also served the Zhao State. I can't fight back, I don't scold back, I just gritted my teeth hard, desperately stopped, blocked, and supported.

These people tried desperately to stop them. He was beaten and scolded and did not fight back. In the pushing and pushing, some people's heads were bleeding, some were covered in dust, some were muffled, and some were pale in pain. Yet, they just pleaded, crying out.

"Everyone, don't be like this, General Feng is already willing to give up his life, why do you bother to harm his reputation for loyalty."

"Brothers. Just have mercy on us, we are also on an errand. This errand is not done well, and everyone will be beheaded together. The matter of General Wind. I can't say anything or do anything anymore, so why bother everyone to give their lives together. ”

"Isn't this embarrassing for General Feng, how worried he should be for you."

"Don't fight the Great Zhao people."

"Brothers, we are all Zhao people, we are not afraid of death, why don't we fight the enemy together on the battlefield. Why should you hurt your own people? You guys do this, how sad is General Feng to see it? ”

Even some people. actually called relatives and pulled up the relationship. Calling the fellow is coming.

"Brother, don't be impulsive, military law is ruthless, disrupting the execution, and making noise in the execution ground are all big crimes." We're fellow countrymen anyway, so why bother......"

"Stinky boy, I am also the uncle of your same clan, as long as I last for another half a year, I will reach the age when the military family can leave his post and return home, do you want me to be born and die for the rest of my life, and send my life here!"

"Third brother, third brother, it's me, second dog, tell your brothers to stop fighting, I'm already injured and can't hold on."

Meng Tiancheng arranged for the people who went to the school to maintain order, and they were all from military households. Military households are those who have been in the military since birth, as long as they are adults, when the country needs them, whether you want to be a soldier or not, from generation to generation, from generation to generation. At the beginning, Feng Jinjie was added to the military registration because of his name, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to resign and go home to farm, and Lu Dongli even gave birth to the idea of asking the marshal at the time to remove the military status for Feng Jinjie at the cost of his resignation.

Military households join the army, the ends of the earth. Among these people, there are many soldiers from Dingyuanguan, who are fellow villagers and villages, and even fathers and sons.

They pleaded, tears pleading with their fellow villagers and relatives who were so angry that they lost their minds.

All of a sudden, the voices of calling for fathers and sons, begging for brothers and calling for brothers, and the voices of calling fellow villagers in various dialects were even louder, and the situation was extremely chaotic.

Everyone is the lowest level of soldiers, in the end, some of them are connected to each other, what is wrong with the top, everyone is just acting on orders, there is really no sin, not to mention that there are many acquaintances and relatives, even if they are not familiar with seeing the same Da Zhao soldiers as themselves, covered in dust, bruised and swollen, and they still endure not to fight back, only begging, that is, these extremely sad and angry soldiers in Dingyuan Pass finally can't bear to rush around and kick and beat again.

Because the soldiers in Dingyuan Pass did not bring weapons, they could only hurt people with their fists and feet, and Meng Tiancheng's people tried their best to endure and dissuade them, although the riot was alive, in the end, no one was killed or seriously injured, only some people who maintained order were slightly injured.

But for the soldiers of Dingyuan Pass, the hands raised were soft, and the feet kicked out were retracted, and the heart was finally unwilling, and the spirit was finally unsettled.

'What are you guys messing around?' He looked angrily at the crowd and said, 'If your husband dies, he will die, who wants you to cry and beg like this, and make so many ugly deeds!' I've lost all my face to you! ‘

Everyone has always respected him, but they are also somewhat afraid of him, and under the accumulation of authority, everyone stands up straight and no longer dares to rush forward.

'Damn, all of them straightened my waist for me, and wiped the cat urine on my face for me, what a big deal, it made a fuss like helping the girls, so many people outside are here, I'm really not afraid that people will turn Dingyuan up and down to look flat? ‘

Although Feng Jinjie is not as polite as Lu Dongxi, he rarely speaks foul language, and it is rare to scold him like this, and it seems to scold the entire school field silently, and no one dares to say a word or move around.

When the riot happened just now, He Ming and He Zhuo were so frightened that their whole bodies froze, and they didn't secretly breathe a sigh of relief until the scene was under control, where would they be willing to drag it out any longer.

The two of them simply stretched out their hands and pushed Lu Dongli at the same time, and their voices were very heavy: "Marshal Lu." ‘

Governor Lu Dongli could not delay any longer. His eyes were still looking at the wind, and his hand was finally raised, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the token that held everyone's heart fell to the dust.

'Slash! ‘

"Slash!" This is a holy decree, this is a command, this is a military order, but this is not possible

to execution.

The executioner, who stood beside Feng Jinjie with his sword, trembled all the time, and he never stopped trembling from the moment he received the order to stand behind the general he respected, as if the person who was stabbed was not Feng Jinjie but himself.

He was also a very courageous person, and in the executioners of the Dingyuan Pass Military Law Team, the sword skills were among the best. Execution and beheading, in the army, he did this work a lot.

However, there has never been a time when he felt that the big knife was so heavy and so heavy.

When the token landed, he almost gave up his hand and threw the knife to the ground.

He stood stunned and didn't move, He Ming was so angry that his face turned blue, and he said viciously to Lu Dongxi: "Marshal Lu, is this your military discipline in Dingyuanguan?" ”

Lu Dongli replied lightly: "Father-in-law, please be calm for a while." But his eyes were still just fixed on the wind.

He doesn't turn his eyes out of guilt, he doesn't shrink back from shame, the last time is so short, he wants to stare into his friend's eyes, remember his friend's face, and not allow himself to miss a single penny.

"It's not your fault, do it?" Feng Jinjie's voice was surprisingly gentle at this moment, but his eyes still couldn't be withdrawn from Lu Dongli and glanced at the executioner beside him.

In this last moment, he didn't dare to relax, even if it was just a snap of his fingers. He wanted to keep looking at Lu Dongli all the time, all the time, with his eyes, to show his persistence.

The fear just now was clearly still on him. In his heart, he was still afraid. He was still afraid that one mistake would make that idiot and do crazy things again.

Therefore, he had to reassure him softly, hoping that everything would end soon, he knew Lu Donglian's temperament and sense of responsibility, as long as he survived this most painful moment, in the future. I shouldn't be killing myself anymore. What's more, he has other arrangements for himself.

However, after waiting for a while, there was still no movement around him.

He still didn't dare to withdraw his gaze, and only asked softly: "Everything is already doomed, sooner or later." How long you delay is also a result, why bother to delay more time to harm others. ”

The executioner trembled and raised his knife high, but he could not fall for a long time.

Feng Jinjie finally frowned a little impatiently, and reprimanded: "Do you want me to be so embarrassed like a dog to be tied up and show the public all the time?" Can't you give me a good time? Chop! ”

The last sound was broken, cold and solemn, the executioner's body shook, and as a soldier's instinctive obedience to the general, he screamed frantically at this moment, and swung down with a knife.

However, in this last moment. Feng Jindi's eyes were still only looking at Lu Dongli. Because his mind is still tightly tied to Lu Dongli. Therefore, with his eyes and ears, he did not realize that this knife was wrong.

Everyone's hearts almost stopped beating at this moment, and everyone held their breath and was ready to endure this most painful moment, as long as they got through it, then, this pain. It will always fade away, however. Everyone didn't expect that the result of this knife swing would make them hurt to that extent.

When the knife fell, a miserable scream pierced the sky and the earth and pierced everyone's heart, however, countless terrifying exclamations also rang out.

No one thought that the wind festival would scream, almost everyone thought that the proud, the sky fell, and the guy who laughed so carelessly, even if he died, he would be laughing, even if he cut off his head, this knife was just a big scar in the bowl.

Feng Jinjie didn't think that he would scream, but it was death, but it was beheading, he was not dead, and his neck was not knifed.

However, he really didn't expect, didn't expect, that it would hurt so much? It hurt so much that all his willpower collapsed in an instant, and it hurt so much that all his pride and persistence couldn't control this scream.

shouldn't be called, can't be called, I wanted to have a good time, at least let Lu Dongli know that he went very simply and didn't suffer the pain, why couldn't he help but scream, why couldn't he help but scream. Why did it hurt so much at this moment, so painful, and he couldn't bear such pain?

The executioner swung the knife down hard, but when the knife was in the air, he remembered that the person under the knife was Feng Jinjie, and most of the strength in his hand had been eliminated, but the knife was extremely heavy, and it still fell heavily. This knife failed to decapitate Feng Jinjie, and the blade was deeply stuck in Feng Jinjie's neck bone.

The scream abruptly arose, and the executioner's eyes trembled all over, and in all directions, there was already an exclamation, and everyone's face was extremely shocked.

The executioner, realizing what a terrible mistake he had made, drew his knife in panic, trembling his hands and feet, and as soon as the knife pulled out the bones, the blocked blood splattered out.

Anyone who often works as an executioner knows that when decapitated, blood gushes out of the suddenly broken veins, and it will spray surprisingly high, but he still didn't expect that the blood of Feng Jinjie would spray so high and so much.

It seemed like it was just a moment, and the whole world was covered with red blood, and then the next moment, the blood splattered all over him.

The executioner shook twice, and suddenly abandoned the knife and knelt on the ground, crying loudly. He knew what he should do now, and he knew that for the sake of everyone, for the sake of the wind, he had to add a knife to end everything in this terrible place, but at this moment, his will had collapsed like dust.

The blood at this moment, the screams at this moment, has become a nightmare that he will never forget in his life.

So, his sanity hid into the world of madness to escape this terrible reality. But all the soldiers who watched the execution clearly saw the most terrifying and tragic scene in the world.

In the eyes of everyone, it seemed that it was enough to cover the blood and rain of heaven and earth, and most of Feng Jinjie's cervical vertebrae were cut off, but they were not all broken, and the entire head hung down at an extremely strange angle. Because his trachea was not injured, he could still scream.

Originally, once the cervical vertebrae were broken, the whole body of the person would be paralyzed, however, the pain from this protrusion was too intense, beyond the scope of ordinary people's resistance, this pain was too unexpected, and it was also beyond the psychological preparation of Feng Jinjie in advance. The instinct of the human body and the instinct of life made Feng Jinjie's incomparably powerful spiritual power naturally rush to the wound without the approval of his will, trying his best to heal the great damage and reconnect his nerves.

As a result, it was not only his mortal cervical vertebrae that was split, but even his superhuman spirit, his most true source of life, which was also torn apart by the sharp blade at this moment.

The pain of the whole spiritual body being cut, the great damage suffered by the source of life, this

Since the existence of the building, no one has ever experienced the severe pain that has fallen into the wind.

He wanted to spread out his powerful spiritual power, and stop suffering from that wound, but the excessive pain had made him unable to fully control his spirit, once he let go of his spiritual power, the strong energy that had endured great pain would explode uncontrollably and instantly, and at that time, the entire school field would inevitably be killed and injured countless times.

This realization made him grit his teeth and desperately hold on to it at the moment when he tried to remove his spiritual power, and he stubbornly turned his life source towards the cold blade little by little.

At this moment, his physical body was greatly damaged, and his spirit was almost suffering like Ling Chi.

It was really painful, his body struggled, and it was just hastily tied to him, and the rope that was not tied at all fell apart.

Because he was in too much pain, the true qi of his whole body was scurrying around, and the bluestones under his knees were cracked. The body naturally moved forward, and the hands instinctively pushed forward.

He was in pain and confusion, and he didn't even realize that the executioner beside him was crazy, and he was almost in a daze trying to force himself to kneel so that the executioner could quickly add another knife and end it all quickly.

But it was really too painful, the body was already out of control, and the ten fingers of both hands were inserted into the big bluestone in front of him.

Why does it hurt so much, it's just that one knife didn't kill you, it's a big deal to cut another one, but is it just a big cut in the bone? At most, isn't it that the mental power has suffered a little? Those ancient people lived only once. It's not like that.

However, it really hurts, it is clear that the whole body, every drop of blood, every inch of skin, every point of consciousness, and even every piece of soul trembles and screams together. Wailing wildly together.

Why, am I not a monster? Am I not a god? I should be invulnerable, I should be invulnerable, I should treat all the calamities of mortal dust as leisure, then, why. At this moment, I will be in pain so much.

Who said that we are above all else, who said that our spirit and body are no longer threatened, who told me that because of our infinite perfection and strength, even modern medicine is no longer necessary. Who is deceiving me, fake, fake, all fake. Teach the local dialect, the materials in the textbooks, and all the data given by the computer. It's all fake.

Monsters like us turned out to be flesh and blood. It turns out that it will hurt like this, and it turns out that even the spirit of the void and formlessness. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts,

It hurts, it hurts, he wants to go crazy, he wants to struggle, he wants to be with this day, this earth. This invisible fate that controls everything in the dark is torn apart.

All his strength and all his reason were used to restrain the mental power that was almost collapsed due to the pain to not lose control and hurt others, so he couldn't control himself and let out a scream. He couldn't control himself and lifted a whole huge piece of bluestone with his fingers, he couldn't control the overflowing true qi, forming a terrifying whirlwind beside him.

Everyone saw his violently trembling body, everyone heard his crazy screams, and everyone saw that the hard boulder was shattered by his earth like mud and rubble. Seeing that he didn't know how to protect his body because he was in a coma, his hands were ten fingers, the flesh and blood were blurred, almost like human fingers, and his face without armor protection was even more broken by flying stones, cut into blood.

Some people let out even more miserable screams than him, some people hid their faces and couldn't bear to look at them, so many warriors in the battlefield of a hundred battles, many of them couldn't stand at all, or sat down on a stumble, or knelt down on their knees, and some people lowered their heads and covered their eyes, but tears could not flow. Some people opened their mouths in amazement, but they were speechless.

In the terrifying strong wind, the executioners around Feng Jinjie were swept out by the vigor and fainted. But there are still people who rush forward regardless of life and death.

It was Xiaodao and Wang Dabao who rushed over for the first time, with red eyes and no regard for life or death, and at this time, none of the soldiers who were responsible for maintaining order remembered to stop them.

However, they couldn't get close to Feng Jinjie at all, and before they could get close to the three feet in front of him, they were struck upside down by the energy in his hands that were waving wildly in a frenzy, and when they slammed to the ground, their hands and feet hurt terribly. The two of them struggled to get up and wanted to rush over again, but one stumbled a few steps and finally fell to the ground, and the other dragged and crawled on the ground for a few steps, still vomiting a mouthful of blood and could no longer move.

Feng Jinjie vaguely knew that he was hurting someone, but he didn't know who he was hurting. The pain was so terrible that it was as if the skull had been torn apart, the body had been burned, the chest had been smashed, and the heart and liver had been twisted into dust.

However, why did he hate so much in his heart, he hated so much that he wanted to kill this day, destroy this earth, destroy all those who made him suffer, tear apart all the injustices in this world, and shatter everyone and everything around him.

However, he clearly knew that no, here, outside were his subordinates' robes, and everywhere were his comrades-in-arms. He can't hurt people anymore, he can only control, he can only work hard.

However, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, so much, so unbearable.

He can't continue, he can't let everyone watch him torture like this anymore, he can't let Lu Dongli watch him torture like this again, he can't let himself be tortured like this anymore, because he doesn't know how long he can endure it, how long he can control it, he is only afraid that the next moment, his last shred of reason will also disappear, and then the power of destroying the world will burst out.

Let this stop, right? He thought in confusion, but the pain was so terrible, his mind was so dizzy, that he forgot even the easiest way to commit suicide.

In a daze, he thrust his blood-soaked fingers into his chest, and when the silver armor blocked it, he killed the silver armor, and when the muscles blocked it, he pierced the muscles, and when the bones blocked it, he tore the bones.

The sound of bones breaking, flesh tearing, blood gushing, and his frantic, stupefied screams. As the frontal chest guard was torn apart, the entire silver armor fell from him. His hands were carrying his own flesh and blood, and the silver armor that had been pierced by the slain, and he split in half in the air, and the whole piece of his chest was scattered in two, and then shattered into pieces. Then he recovered, and continued to tear his chest little by little with his ten fingers.

He was in so much pain, he needed to tear up and destroy something to vent this pain, even if he couldn't hurt others, he had to tear himself to pieces.

He screamed like this, his hands sometimes tearing at his chest, sometimes carrying his own flesh and blood, waving in the air at will.

Every movement of his head would cause the half-severed head to shake, making people think that it was his human head

fell, but it just didn't fall. Blood is gushing all the time, how can a person have so much blood, why can blood be so red, more red than a person's true heart, why is there so much blood, enough to drown the world.

Almost everyone who witnessed all this was about to collapse, until the prison platform was pushed down from a great height. Only then did people see that after the prison was beheaded, the so-called Lord Qincha had long been frightened into two puddles of mud by this terrible situation.

People also saw that Marshal Lu, who had personally supervised the beheading and personally ordered it, rushed down, leaving a bloodstain on the place where the black cloak passed.

Just now, everyone was shocked by the terrible tragic situation, everyone's eyes were only looking at Feng Jinjie, no one had the strength to take care of anything else, no one could take their eyes away slightly, so no one knew what kind of expression Lu Dongli had when looking at all this, what kind of eyes no one could understand, watching Feng Jinjie's struggle and screaming, crazy, what would Lu Dongli think in his heart.

People can only see that at this moment, Lu Dongli rushed towards his friend, rushed to the friend who was abandoned by him.

Someone was shouting, "Be careful. "Don't." However, in this howling wind, the sound could not be heard. Or, even if this voice resounded throughout the world, Lu Dongli would not hear it.

Feng Jinjie knew that someone was coming, but he couldn't see clearly. His head was cut in half, half-hung at an eerie angle, which made him look out of sight. The whole world has also been turned upside down in a weird, even comical, way.

Who, who's coming?

Don't you know that he can't control his body and strength now? It was a search for death, but he was powerless to warn.

"Jinjie."

The hoarse voice miraculously pierced the wind and reached the ears.

In an instant, the wind stopped and stopped.

Obviously he had lost control of his power, but he was still at the moment when the voice came into his ears. Everything came to a halt and the world was silent in a moment.

It turned out that even if he had gone mad, he would remember not to hurt that person in the slightest.

So, at the moment when he pounced. Everything was back in control, and he didn't even scream anymore. However, when he was no longer crazy, the wind and the festival fell down with a bang, as if he had completely collapsed with all his might. A figure leaped in time and grabbed his hand waving wildly in the air.

Lu Dongli's hand was pierced by himself, and his hand was almost like a human hand because of his own strength. At the moment of shaking hands, blood and flesh dissolved together. The four hands were clasped together, and they were all surprisingly powerful. It seems that the muscles are all in one place, and the blood has already quietly flowed in one place. Then slowly drip all over the ground.

And so, everything was quiet, and all sanity returned.

Feng Jinjie tried very hard to pull the corners of his mouth, he really wanted to smile at Lu Dongli at this moment.

He stopped screaming, gurgling in his throat, desperately gathering his confused mind to regain the ability to speak.

He wanted to say to him. Many, many words.

"I'm so sorry. I'm scaring you. ”

"Don't be angry, look, I didn't mean to, it was just an accident."

"It's really just an accident, you have to believe me, how can I let myself die so embarrassed and ugly."

"So, it's not your fault, really, really, it's not your fault."

"You idiot, don't take everything to yourself."

He had a lot of things to say, he really wanted to explain, he was really, really upset.

I'm sorry, Tori, I really didn't expect it to be like this.

I'm sorry, Dongli, I thought I was strong enough, I thought I was not bad, I was wrong, I'm sorry, Dongli......

However, he couldn't say it, he opened his mouth, repeatedly, and could only say:

"East Fence, East Fence ......"

He shouted one after another, some clumsy, some difficult, some difficult, as if screaming like this, it would not hurt so much, and he would not go crazy.

"East Fence, East Fence ......"

He shouted, and then, the finger that could penetrate the stone remained in Lu Donglian's palm softly, and even though he was still trembling in pain, he still didn't do anything more.

"East Fence, East Fence ......"

He kept shouting, even though his consciousness had gradually drifted apart, and he no longer knew what he was shouting and why.

"East Fence, East Fence ......"

The arms were strong and hugged him into his arms, and the chest was warm, and when it was held on the ground, it didn't seem to hurt so much.

The voice whispered something in my ear, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

And then what......

It's heart, a pain, a coolness, and then, it's all over.

Lu Dongli grabbed Feng Jinjie's hand, knelt in front of him, held his hand, called his name hard, and then hugged him with all his might.

Lu Dongli hugged his best friend, hugged his suffering friend, hugged this person who was connected to his flesh and blood, at this moment, what was said in the ear of Feng Jinjie, even Lu Dongli himself didn't know, and his own mind was confused at that time.

He just drew the short sword that the wind had given him, raised it, pierced it, stabbed it in and out and stabbed it in and out and into and out and into and out and into and out and into and out and into and out and into and out and into ......

He was frightened by the slash that could not kill people immediately, as if he was afraid of killing the immortal wind and strength, he killed nine swords in a row, and the sword used all his strength, and the sword pierced from the back of the heart to the front of the chest.

He didn't know that before the first sword pierced through his heart, Feng Jinjie died.

His head was still resting on Lu Dongli's shoulder, his weight was still pressing on Lu Dongli's body, his body was still in Lu Dongli's arms, and he was already dead.