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Xi Yao saw Fan Chen walking on the corridor, holding a woman, it was the beautiful girl Xi Yao saw in the house, she was covered in blood, with a white satin tied around her neck, lying in Fan Chen's arms, Fan Chen's sleeve was broken, presumably the satin on the girl's neck, Xi Yao asked, "She...... She's Mu Zhining?"

"Demon girl, do you still want to pretend?" Yate said coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the strong men threw Xi Yao, who was wrapped in iron nets, to the ground mercilessly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xi Yao was face down, blood fell from her forehead, and she was in pain, "I didn't pretend, what I said was the truth!

"Who else can you be the murderer? Only you are covered with other people's blood, you say that the real murderer has escaped, why is the blood stained on the stems and leaves of the plant only on the road you have walked, and nowhere else?"

"No way, the murderer can only escape through the window, otherwise the women in the corridor will see it, and my judgment will not be wrong......"

"Obviously, you lured Mu Zhining out, took her to the remote north side corridor, and took the opportunity to hurt her. ”

I was standing in front of her door, trying to see what she looked like, but I was stopped by the woman at her door, if you don't believe me, you can find her to confront me. Xi Yao looked at the dust that stopped in place through the iron mesh.

Yate took the head of a strong man and threw it at Xi Yao, "See for yourself!"

Xi Yao didn't understand what Art meant, she looked at the dead man's head, and opened her frightened eyes, that person was the woman in front of Mu Zhining's door! When Xi Yao heard the voice and entered the door, the first thing she saw was the beautiful girl in the pool of blood and the lumps all over the ground, and she really didn't look at the human head rolling in the corner. How could this woman die? I only talked to her not long ago, and insinuated that Xi Yao and Mu Zhining are two types of people.

"No, I really didn't kill her......"

Yate's face turned pale, and he continued to ask, "Could it be that you still want to quibble, saying that Mu Zhining walked out by herself, tore the maid next to her by herself, tore off her head and bit her neck?"

"You shouldn't have touched her. Fan Chen said coldly, holding Mu Zhining and walking past Xi Yao.

"Why don't you believe me? I really don't! I don't...... I haven't seen her before, how could I possibly kill her...... Why don't you believe me!" Xi Yao cried and shouted towards Fan Chen's figure.

"You demon girl, show your true face! This is the last time you show your true face, don't blame everyone for not remembering your ordinary face. Art's fingers were embedded in the iron net, dragging Xi Yao in an unknown direction.

Xi Yao said in despair, "It's not me...... It's not me ......."

Xi Yao was dragged out of the corridor, dragged out of the gate of the Liuli Pavilion, dragged over the steps, dragged across the bluestone road, she had been trapped in the iron net in a kneeling position, unable to move, her calves and knees were grinding into a blur of flesh and blood, how could the injuries on her body compare to the injuries in her heart, no kind-hearted person told her that sometimes, loving someone too silent and humble is the cruelest and most terrifying poison in the world, once poisoned, there is no antidote, so when you are sober, you should end and break it as soon as possible.

Along the way, countless pairs of eyes gathered in the iron net Xi Yao, they didn't know what she had done wrong, but they all knew that it must be an unforgivable crime, so no one cast a pity on her.

People from all walks of life gathered at the centennial execution ground, which has not been stained with blood for a hundred years, and today's execution ground is full of people, complaining and angry.

"Thank you, Lord Art, for coming to us and living up to our expectations. A woman dressed in fine clothes said to Art respectfully, her face old and bitter.

Yate bowed his head slightly and said, "It's my Liuli Pavilion's mistake, please forgive me." ”

"No, you personally sent the murderer, we are already grateful. ”

Art let go of the iron net, and the other two men dragged Xi Yao up the steps of the execution ground, the edges and corners of the steps broke the last bit of skin on her knees, and she still murmured, "I didn't, why don't you believe me......"

The man untied the heavy iron net and tied Xi Yao to the pillar of sin, this pillar of sin was soaked in the blood of countless people a hundred years ago, in that era full of killing, and the people who died on it were not all sinful people, killing needs to find a high-sounding reason, whether the sin is true or not, only need to see blood, only need to die.

Rocky and Quibal stood in the crowd, and Quibal watched everyone present, especially Art. Rocky only looked at Xi Yao on the pillar of sin, how could she be tied to it?

"Then, let's start the execution, the old rule, come one by one, as long as you don't die too quickly, and rob the opportunity of the people behind. Art sat on the chair in front of him, staring at Xi Yao on the pillar of sin.

The people on the execution ground are the families of the deceased, and they are given the right to punish the guilty. Everyone drew their weapons and glared at the girl on the pillar of sin.

"I'll come first!" The woman at the beginning picked up a long sword and stabbed it at Xiyao's chest, piercing through her body, and the head of the sword made a crisp sound, which was the sound of hitting the pillar of sin.

Xi Yao endured the pain of tearing, and let out a muffled snort in her throat, and she felt a pain in her heart.

The woman drew her long sword and watched Xi Yao spit out blood before she was slightly satisfied.

"Ma'am, do you want her life in the first place?" asked Arte.

"What did she do to my son?" the woman wept as she remembered her son's death.

Immediately afterwards, the people behind had no intention of ending, for a while, Xi Yao's body was full of wounds, blood stained her white shirt, even if Xi Yao was a dead person, they would not stop.

Xi Yao was sad, she didn't resist, she just kept crying, she was still abandoned by the world, even if this new world still couldn't accommodate her.

"Stop. A familiar and indifferent voice came from afar.

Xi Yao looked up and saw that it was Fan Chen with a mask.

Ji Po behind Fan Chen, seeing Xi Yao suffering from a distance, felt an indescribable uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Art sat up, "Fanchen, you don't still want to favor this demon girl, do you? she almost killed Mu Zhining!"

Fan Chen didn't answer Yate, but walked straight to Xi Yao on the pillar of sin.

"You...... Finally...... Will you believe me?" said Xi Yao with difficulty, and with every word she spoke, some blood flowed from the wound.

"How can I trust you?" Fan Chen looked at Xi Yao's bruised body.

Xi Yao didn't understand, why Fan Chen looked at her with such questioning eyes? She looked down in the direction he was looking, although her body was full of wounds and bleeding everywhere, there were still many wounds healing on her own, and at this moment, the wounds on her knees and calves had all healed.

"I ...... I'm not...... Enchantress, I'm ...... Didn't want to kill her...... I didn't kill anyone......" Xi Yao cried, her voice soft, soft, but sincere, and she begged him to believe she was innocent.

Art couldn't hear the conversation between Fan Chen and Xi Yao, but just urged loudly in the distance, "Fan Chen, Mu Zhining's life and death are still unknown, are you so anxious to save your new love?!"

Fan Chen raised his hand, brushed the tears on Xi Yao's cheeks, and said flatly, "That person named Xia Xiche, he loved you and loved you very seriously. ”

Xi Yao's eyes widened in surprise, as if the bigger the eyes, the better the ears, she couldn't wait to record every word and deed, every gaze of Fan Chen, and treasure it, it will definitely be the most precious thing in her life.

Xi Yao couldn't help but shed tears again, this time the tears were special, the tears were not salty, as if they were sweet, they were touched for a long time, and they were warm. She smiled happily, bitterly sweet, although it was weird to smile while crying, she felt that it was worth it, this was a relief to her, a recognition of her hard work to come here, everything she did was willing, I didn't expect it to be exchanged for his affirmation.

"But I'm not him. ”

Fan Chen still said calmly, without any emotion, as if the person who spoke had nothing to do with him.

"What?" Xi Yao seemed to be broken, her ears were "buzzing", she couldn't believe it, did these two sentences really come from the same person's mouth?

Fan Chen lowered the hand that caressed her face, raised his other hand, the long sleeves slipped off, revealing a white hand, the slender fingers held a wooden stake, as thick as Xi Yao's three wrists, the two ends were pointed, like arrows, the wooden stake was engraved with golden runes, and the tip of the wooden stake was against Xi Yao's chest, re-piercing her skin and inserting it little by little.

Xi Yao fell into hell like heaven, hope was shattered, and a rare sense of happiness burst instantly, she looked at the silver-haired boy in front of her in disbelief, how much she loved him! Love so much that he wanted to exchange his life for his short future, but he was destroying her with his own hands, stifling her last bit of love, she heard the sound of her heartbreak, her vision was occupied by tears, more and more blurred, and she couldn't see the blue eyes more and more clearly.

Xi Yao cried, heartbreaking, helpless, aggrieved, and desperate. What did she do wrong? Is it wrong to fall in love with someone? She has been very humble and silent in love, why did she become like this? If she had known that she would be hurt so painfully and completely, she would rather never meet Xia Xiche than see Fan Chen.

Everyone held their breath when they saw this scene, including Yate, who was surprised, and the ancient city was silent in an instant, only Xi Yao's sad cry.

"Master......" Ji Po tilted his head and looked at Fan Chen with pleading eyes, with transparent tears in his eyes, the only one here who really cared about Xi Yao was Ji Po, and he couldn't do anything about it.

The stake pierced Xi Yao's chest and pierced her heart, and the runes on the stake suddenly came to life, wrapping around it, nailing it firmly to her heart, setting an eternal poisonous curse.

Xi Yao gradually closed her eyes, shed the last two lines of tears, and never opened them again. The wounds on her body no longer healed on their own, except for the blood that kept pouring out.