Cao Zaili was soon tied to the wooden frame, his upper body was cross-shaped, his wrists and forehead were fixed, and the two legs below were not tied to the vertical of the wooden character as everyone expected, but were tied separately and tied to the wooden character one by one, and then, a executioner climbed the wooden ladder and cut his clothes three or two times, exposing his body to the sun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My lord, spare my life!" At this moment, Cao Zaili seemed to have accumulated enough energy, and suddenly burst out with a majestic begging for mercy, and when the sound heard in other people's ears, it could almost break the liver and intestines, and it was extremely sad and pitiful and humble, and many soft-hearted people turned their heads, but at his feet, there happened to be Xu Lanlan's fierce and beautiful body.

Such a contrast was seen by the people of the Elders' Association, and by the young people who still had a trace of blood among the ordinary people, and the taste changed when they came, and the crowd watching the ceremony actually let out a few sneers abnormally.

Hearing such a voice, Nalan Diluo couldn't help frowning slightly, he instinctively felt repulsed by things related to backbone qi such as bloody indomitability.

"Execution!" he snorted coldly, and at the same moment, a blood-red knife light flashed, followed by Cao Zaili's endless screams.

She did not die, but was castrated in public, and the executioner seemed to have cut a little too hard, and blood rushed out of the wound, like a fountain of blood of moderate thickness, and it took three breaths to come down, turning into a blood-colored stream the width of a palm.

The executioner scurried down the ladder, excitedly awaiting the next unlucky man. He only cut a knife, and the execution was over, leaving Cao Zaili to bleed and wail hoarsely.

"Vigorous!" another big man was escorted up, his beard spread out in a radial shape on his face, and he looked very powerful, but his eyes were closed, as if he were asleep, and he was escorted to the torture rack step by step.

"The people of the Cult Jianghu Alliance are brutal and brutal, killing their own soldiers, and they will be beheaded and executed. ”

His execution process was the same as Cao's, except that his performance was completely different. When his clothes were torn, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of pure blue tiger eyes as big as copper bells kicked at the executing Iron Palm Gang disciple, and the originally undeterrent strong blood body suddenly burst out a wisp of blue Gangfeng, that Gangfeng was not very powerful, and it seemed that it would be good to be able to reach the level of Pei Yuan's fivefold, but with such a kick, a mighty righteousness burst out, and actually scared the Iron Palm Gang disciple who had a ghost in his heart to fall off the ladder!

He suddenly opened his mouth and roared, and the sound of the building was like a cannon roaring, shaking the entire small clearing slightly, and shaking the hearts of every citizen of Blood Yang City unconsciously gushed out a pride of blood and tears!

His voice shocked Nalan Dieluo's face pale, and shocked the disciples of the Iron Palm Gang, all of whom trembled in their legs!

"Execution! Quickly!" Nalan Diluo yelled anxiously, he felt a trace of danger, a trace of danger of shaking his military heart, and hurriedly yelled to push back with momentum, but his voice actually sounded a little lacking in confidence, his voice was high and sharp, close to a woman's voice.

The disciple of the Iron Palm Gang who was glared at by him was still in fear, trembling all over his body without the slightest strength, and at this time, Jue Fei could only snort sharply and go into battle in person. He kicked away the trembling executioner, took out a short knife from his sleeve, took a deep breath, and his whole body swelled with a high-spirited momentum, step by step up the wooden ladder, he raised the knife, and wanted to give this disobedient anvil a very painful and humiliating execution, but when he accidentally met the man's huge eyes, he only felt a fear and guilt that he had never understood from the soles of his feet to the brain, his legs and stomachs twitched violently, and he almost fell off the wooden ladder。

How painful that knife was, what a humiliation, the iron-clad man also screamed in pain, but unexpectedly, Nalan Diluo suddenly said "Okay!", the man heard the good sound, and actually bit his lip violently, and he bit a piece of his lip to pieces, swallowing his scream back into his stomach, he took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, as if it was a gasp before death, but in the next moment, the roar of the cannon exploded again in the sky above the capital protection mansion.

"Offend my Central Plains! Even if it is far away, it will be punished!"

"Offend my Central Plains! Even if it is far away, it will be punished!"

"Offend my Central Plains! Even if it is far away, it will be punished!"

He just shouted like this, shouting these eight words over and over again, the morning sun is like blood, the sky is like sorrow, and the entire blood yang city suddenly fell silent, as if heaven and earth paid tribute to this hero who was superficial, had mediocre qualifications, and had never done anything big in his life. The voice of the herald was muffled, the screams of the two new Shenhai faction softbones begging for mercy were muffled, his voice was like the howl of a lone wolf, desolate and tragic like crying blood, and his voice was like the shouting of thousands of troops, eternal and high-spirited. He shouted until he died, until he exhaled his last breath, his cry had no effect in this bloody morning, no one rose up against his shout, everything in the "Morning of Blood Feud" was not interrupted by his shout, it still happened according to the procedure laid down by Nalan Diero, until years later, until decades later, until centuries later, his cry of tragic despair showed earth-shattering power.

That shout is the clarion call of a nation, the war drum of a race, and the text of a civilized judgment of the world. That shout turned into sound waves, into memories, into legends passed down by word of mouth, into preschool stories told by the old father to the children with pious tears, passed down from generation to generation, like the most precious fire, igniting the remaining national blood in the hearts of every resident of Xueyang City into a monstrous fire.

That is the fire of forging ahead, that is the fire of overcoming thorns and thorns, that is the fire of overcoming all difficulties without fear of hardships and dangers, and that is the fire of independence, autonomy, and awakening that would rather die than be a slave.

In the awakening of the nation and blood and tears, in the rise and blood and fire, without blood, there will never be a day to turn over.

"Duan Duan Long!"

"Gruul!"

"Qin Zhong!" ......

After the bloody roar faded down, the herald's voice was once again able to reach the ears of the common people, and both the members of the Brotherhood and Nalan Diero and his 46-man guard seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if they had been freed from some kind of divine oppression.

One by one, the men were sent to wooden frames, their heads cut off, wailing, squirming and begging for mercy to die. Except for the others, most of them begged for mercy loudly, or kept swearing, spilling and tricking, and some wanted to take the opportunity to escape, in short, all kinds of unbearable, completely different from the poor women who had just been released, the atmosphere of the scene became strange and distorted.

It was a weird and twisted joy, a weird and twisted normal, a weird and twisted hilarity. The members of the Elders' Association rushed, many of them picked up melon seeds and swallowed them, and among the people in front of the gate, many of them stretched their necks vigorously, as if many ducks had been lifted by their necks. There were voices of discussion among the originally silent crowd, some sighed, some sighed, and more of them were gloating that should not have appeared at this time.

The eyes of the members of the Elders' Association, the eyes of the ordinary people watching the ceremony, and the eyes of the slave soldiers of Jianzhou who maintained order were all like the eyes of a fish at this time, dazed and dumbfounded and numb to the excitement. That kind of lively eyes have never changed for a thousand years, even Xu Lanlan's death and fierce roar can't wake up these ignorant and empty eyes in the first place. Those pair of fish-like numb and ignorant eyes seem to affect people's hearts and corrode human nature more than any means of servitude, and even Nalan Diluo himself, surrounded by that kind of look, has also been affected, and his innocent big eyes have become numb and "happy".

The strange and distorted joyful atmosphere of watching the excitement and schadenfreude is the most normal and standard atmosphere in the past thousand years, among the two empires of the north and the south and the countless small countries around them, the people of the world have watched the execution of the court, and Nalan Diero, as a nominal citizen of the northern country, has also watched the beheading more than once, and he can also blend into that atmosphere without hindrance, watching the tragic death of those so-called prisoners from the other side.

At this moment, he also clearly felt that atmosphere, the lively and harmonious atmosphere where he could eat melon seeds with the people of Blood Yang City and watch the painful struggle of an inconsequential person. This kind of atmosphere made him feel very comfortable, but he was slightly dissatisfied, because all his actions today were not to ease the relationship between the slaves of Jianzhou and the people of Xueyang City, otherwise, why would he release so many girls who had already been played badly?

"You have to put them on fire and see if they can mess up on their own. Nalan Dialuo innocently glared at the faces of the members of the Elders' Church, glaring at them one by one, and then took advantage of the moment when one of the prisoners howled the loudest, and whispered to Jue Fei: "Skip the middle one and go straight to the last item, right?"

"Wow!" Although Jue Fei was a little puzzled by Nalan Diluo's sudden change of plans, how could a perfect slave speculate on his master's thoughts?

Lu Feilong and his members of the "Northern Faction" Elders' Association had already taken a few sips of tea, sipping melon seeds and looking at the struggling and roaring figures. Those men who were executed were from the Divine Sword Sect, some from other sects of the Jianghu Alliance, and of course, more from the killers of the Black Qi Building. Among the members of the Elders' Association, almost none of them knew these so-called people from the rivers and lakes, and the people of Blood Yang City were also very unfamiliar with them. These men who once came to Blood Yang City for various reasons and fought for the dignity and happiness of the people of Blood Yang City have now become the objects of excitement in Blood Yang City. They have died generously for the people of Blood Yang City, and they have fought hard, but they can't get the slightest support from the people of Blood Yang City, and they don't even have pity and sympathy.

It's not about you, it's hanging high, this is the people under the rule of the imperial power. Don't say that the people of Blood Sun City are indifferent and ungrateful, among the obedient people under the emperor's rule, where can justice, mercy and sacrifice be tolerated?

The members of the Brotherhood of Elders were originally the representatives of these obedient people, they swallowed their anger, they were obedient, they were obedient, and for their own interests, the interests of their descendants, and the interests of their families, they could compromise with inferior races like Jianzhou Nu'er, and they could let them unreasonably ask for anything "keep your head without hair, keep your hair without your head" They may have resisted, they may still insist on the case, but they don't know that after ten years and a hundred years, their descendants will probably not remember that they are the children of the Central Plains culture, they will not remember that they once had a culturally prosperous Southern Empire to worship and rely on, and they will not remember that they once only recognized square words and never dragged a rat's tail on the back of their heads.

"A bunch of reckless men!" Lu Feilong swallowed the last melon seed, and said with a gloating and contemptuous look at those struggling and writhing bodies, he would not think that he was once a citizen of the Southern Empire.

"Yes, the guys who have not achieved enough things and have more than enough failures, how about this time?

Lu Feilong smiled, and only now did he feel that the world had become normal: "That's right! Since this seat has told the secret, then it deserves to be rewarded! No matter what this seat says, it is also the head of the landlord of the entire city! It is only one step away from the position of the county order!" He thought to himself, the only regret was that he already knew that there was no Lu Qingyun in this execution, and it was said that the kid had not been captured.

"But this is not bad, you can't be too desperate!" he thought about it and was relieved, and when he heard his beautiful days in the future, his heart blossomed, and he also had a simple and kind smile on his face, but when he suddenly heard a name, the smile on his face immediately froze.

"Lu Yunyun!"

For the elders, the humiliation came so suddenly.

......

The girl was escorted up crying, stripped of her robe and trousers in public, violently by three brown jailers, tied to a wooden frame in a large pattern, and finally stabbed from below by the round-headed wooden stick the thickness of a wrist, abused and toyed with until she died of exhaustion.

It was a brutal torture that lasted for half an hour. That was what the herald called "hanging".

Lu Feilong didn't hear any of the words behind the herald, and the moment he heard the name, he felt that the sky had fallen.

"How...... "He couldn't figure it out at all.

Lu Yunyun is none other than his Lu Feilong's daughter, even if he doesn't like this daughter, he has to take care of the Lu family's face no matter what!