readx;? By the time Flynn was dragged to the judgment seat again, his flesh was as bloody as a piece of rotten flesh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info was dying, dragged by the soldiers and re-hung on the wooden frame, motionless like a dead fish, covered in blood and dirt, and his face blurred.

With a wave of his hand, a soldier immediately came up from under the judgment table with a bucket of water, and "whoa" poured Flynn all over his face, and he couldn't help screaming at the cold water, and then struggled weakly shēn a few times, and then fell silent again.

As a qualified carnival host, although Jarlad Peel hated Flynn's filthy appearance mixed with saliva, phlegm, blood and dirt, he did a good job of hiding the disgust and disgust in his heart. Jarrad Peel carefully held Flynn's chin in a rolled parchment so that the audience could see his pained expression, as it would give the judges a greater sense of accomplishment.

I have to say that Flynn was indeed miserable enough at this time, his mouth was almost torn, his face was full of scratches and blood, and what was even more shocking was the eyes, one of which was already swollen and almost turned into a purple red blood cell, and the other eye that had not been swollen was tightly closed, only a bloody tear slowly flowed.

Jarrad Peel, when Jean spoke, spoke in a very loud voice, with a sense of rigidity, which was completely inversely proportional to his secretly vicious heart: "Mr. Flynn, I'm so glad you were able to come back here alive, these lovely viewers are so enthusiastic. Now, on behalf of all the judges, I will ask Mr. Flynn once again, whether you have pleaded guilty to the charges against you?"

Flynn struggled to lift his head, muttered a few muttered mutters, and then lowered his head again, as the magistrate had loosened his jaw support. Jarad Peel, Jean walked to the front of the stage and patted the air with both hands, and said loudly, "This stubborn guy still insists that he is innocent!"

The crowd immediately burst into flames, and many of the crazy guys waved their arms and roared loudly to hang him, cut off his hands and feet, and split the damned thief into pieces...... ，

Jarrad Peel, let wait for the hustle and bustle of the audience to pass" again signaled the audience to be quiet, and he pretended to be pitiful and exclaimed, "Hang him?" no, that would be cruel, poor Mr. Flynn had just stolen two magic suns, and cutting off his hands would have been a good punishment.

But before we can get this stubborn thief to confess. Guards: Chop off one of our lovely Mr. Flynn's fingers first to sober him up. ”

The two soldiers immediately stepped forward and grabbed one of Flynn's palms and pressed it against the stalk of the wooden frame," and one of the soldiers asked, "My lord, which finger you want to cut off from him?"

Jarad Peel, whose throat was already smoking, was about to take a break, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but be furious: "I have to decide this little thing, what a bunch of fools! ”

After a while, with the movements of the two soldiers, Flynn, who was originally half-unconscious, suddenly let out a terrible howl, shaking and struggling desperately like a spiny fish that had just come out of the water, which made the audience can't help but cheer. Jarrad Peel, Jean stepped forward again and asked, "Mr. Flynn, do you plead guilty to that shameful charge of theft?"

Flynn struggled and roared loudly with his leaky mouth, "No, I'm innocent! I'm not guilty!"

The magistrate's face sank, and he said to the soldier next to him in the same loud voice, "Chop off his left thumb again!" and then there was a terrible howl.

Again and again, when Flynn lost a quarter of his finger, the magistrate Jarrad Pigarjean and the audience finally heard a satisfactory answer, and Flynn, who was already trembling in pain, trembled and wailed, "Sir, please let me go, I am willing to confess, I am a little feud, please ...... Don't chop off my fingers again......"

Magistrate Jarad Peel and almost all the spectators cheered loudly, as if they had just completed some kind of sacred and glorious mission. They glared at their bloody eyes, and kept shouting and roaring, "Kill him, kill him, hang him with a noose!"

Under the wooden stage, 1 Bu Mi Sha and Mi1 Na no longer dared to continue watching" They fell into William's arms in horror and trembled uneasily. William hugged the two little guys who were almost frightened and looked coldly at the stage, the eyes of the "performance" were as cold as the ice at the highest point of the world's spine, but there was an inexplicable anger in his heart. Yasuna, beside her, said in a tone of disdain, "What a cruel and stupid beast, look at what they have done to their own kind" It disgusts me. ”

William handed Mi Sha'er and Mi1U to the beautiful Frost Giant Collar for her to hold, and said in a cold tone as he retrieved the equipment from the spatial ring, "They will pay for their stupidity." Originally, I wasn't going to get involved, but now I've changed my mind. Let's not talk about that girl for the time being, since the young man above let me meet me, I will save it, otherwise I will be disturbed for the rest of my life. Yasuna, now you leave here with the two little girls first, and by the way, inform Phinea to get ready. ”

Yasuna nodded, hugged Mi Sha'er and Mi1U and turned around and walked outside, although there were a lot of people around, Yasuna was like an assault boat breaking against the current, and all the crowds in the way were screaming and being mercilessly bumped away and run over by her.

William strapped the autumn knife to his waist, and put his hands together to attach the bowstring to the bow (if the hard bow is not in use, the bowstring needs to be removed and maintained, so that the bow arm will not be deformed by prolonged stress and tension), and straddled it diagonally on his back, along with a bundle of feathered arrows. William carefully examined his whole body to make sure that he had missed everything, a habit he had only developed after several deaths and deaths in his previous life, and many times a small mistake could lead to a fatal crisis.

On the judgment seat, Jarad Peel said deliberately and slowly, "In view of your will, we are now about to make the following judgment. Flynn, the thief, you were sentenced to a mutilated limb for stealing two of a farmer's magicians. But because of your request, we decided not to cut off your hands, nor will we cut off your feet, or anything else. You'll be hung around your neck in a gallows until the end of this carnival. If you are not dead by then, you will be allowed to be free. Haha, that's a merciful verdict. Onlookers yelled, laughed, and shouted, "Hang him!" and "Kill him!" and other horrific death sentences in every corner of the square.

Just as Jarad Pigarjean was giving his sentence, a group of guards in purple cloaks escorted the sixth prisoner to the wooden platform in the square, the escort of the prisoner was a beautiful lady, and even the ugly and tattered blood-stained shirt could not hide her charm. a。