How nice is it to have a reliable manager to take over and get yourself back to experimentation? After Mi August and Feixue had breakfast, they smiled and said to Mi Feixue, "Go out and wave Zuo Si when you meet him."

Mi Feixue nodded.

It was almost noon, Zuo Si was ready to pack up and go out, and before leaving, he met Mi Feixue, and without waiting for him to speak sweetly, Mi Feixue walked up to him with an expressionless face and drove him away twice with his hand.

Others looked at this scene and thought that Mi Feixue was disgusted with the new Spirit Master, and following Mi Feixue, Fu'an was still worried that the Spirit Master would be angry.

However, Zuo Si smiled and said to Mi Feixue, "Thank you little god son for your kindness."

Mi Feixue didn't look at him.

Who loves you.

The baby just listens to August's.

Zuo Si invited: "Today, the sinners of the spider plague will be made public, and the little gods might as well go to watch the ceremony together."

"Go, let's go!"

"I want to go too, but I still have to work today."

With Mi Feixue as the main body, the junior children in the house who followed her were immediately attracted to interest.

Zuo Si glanced at them, smiled kindly and said, "Today is a half-day holiday, and the people also go to the execution ground to watch the ceremony, and Si Yefu does not need so many people to guard it."

The boys were overjoyed.

Zuo Si continued: "But the words of the little god are more effective than mine, and the little god son will not let go, and I can't let you go without permission."

"Wow!"

Qiao Huai and Du Xingzhi, who had seen him fight yesterday, were also inside, and the eyes of Mi Feixue were even more different when they heard this.

Son of God, when I heard it, I was terrible.

"Mi Feixue, go, let's go together."

"Master Wen has also framed the boss, you must see with your own eyes his unlucky appearance."

Mi Feixue, who was originally unmoved, heard the latter sentence, and her eyebrows moved.

Zuo Si knew that there was a drama at a glance, and the next second he saw Mi Feixue nodding.

The boys cheered and followed closely around her, shouting for Zuo Si to lead the way.

The dignified spiritual master had never been shouted out by a mortal child. But the so-called one person who has attained the Tao and the chicken dog ascends to heaven, as they are the classmates of the little gods, he really can't care about them.

Execution.

Under the propaganda of the officials beating gongs and drums, the place has been filled with people.

Seeing Zuo Si and them coming, Fu Yin invited them to take a seat, Zuo Si wanted Mi Feixue to go up but Mi Feixue silently refused, he was not reluctant, and took Pei Rongrong to the position next to Fu Yin and sat down.

The two nodded and greeted each other, Zuo Si glanced at the hour and handed over a charge to Pei Rongrong.

The little girl walked to the execution platform, faced the people below with a fearless face, and raised the accusation in the noise of the people, and read out the crimes of Wen Likang one by one in a clear children's voice.

As Pei Rongrong's voice spread, the noise below gradually stopped, and finally it was so quiet that Tong Yin could only hear Tong Yin talking about how many people were killed under a spider disaster and how many children were killed.

By the time Pei Rongrong finished reading, the people were already sad and angry, shouting angrily with the same enemy, and finally only one voice remained: "Atonement! Expiation! Atonement!"

Zuo Si smiled with satisfaction, and the disciple became more and more proficient in using ecstasy.

Pei Yan next to him was also relieved, feeling that the little girl who had not seen her for many days had grown and changed so much.

Pei Rongrong withdrew with a divine expression.

Countless rotten vegetable leaves and eggs were smashed into Wen Likang by the people.

Wen Likang's hands and feet were tied and he couldn't move, and he couldn't speak with a stinky cloth in his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, his face was stained with these filth, and with a hideous and vicious look, he looked like a demon who wanted to kill people.

Among the children who originally came to see the excitement, Cao Ji took a step back in fear, but he tripped over something, and shouted for help with both hands.

In the afterglow, he saw the familiar gray-haired spider limbs, and wondered: Why did "Naruko Kazaza" run outside?

Then the blade-like spider blade headed towards Mi Feixue's back in front of him.

"-Boss!"

Qiao Huai and the others, who heard Cao Ji's scream, turned back in confusion

, and then his expression turned into horror in the next second.

Zuo Si, who had the most ability to save people above the execution table, smiled and said nothing, and he didn't have any intention of acting.

At the beginning, he even had to return home with a sneak attack on the little god, and it was ridiculous to want to hurt Mi Feixue with such a monster.

The spider blade was blocked an inch before Mi Feixue's side.

The black hair of the trick invisible to the mortal eye curled around the spider blade, causing the spider blade to stop in mid-air and not move.

The surrounding people also saw the appearance of the owner of the sneak attack spider blade.

"Smell Qingpo!"

Qiao Huai exclaimed.

Although the lower body, eyes, and mouth have all been monstered, the general appearance can still be seen, especially Qiao Huai and the others are very familiar with Wen Qingpo, and they can recognize the identity of this spider child who attacked Mi Feixue at a glance.

One blow failed, the spider blade was trapped and couldn't be recovered, Wen Qingbai's mouth hissed, and the remaining spider blades attacked Mi Feixue one after another.

Mi Feixue turned, and a short dagger slipped out of her sleeve, colliding with the incoming spider blade.

Zuo Si's eyelids twitched in the seat above, and the shadow under his feet distorted slightly.

The sharp dagger that others can't see, Zuo Si understood from the familiar weirdness at a glance that this sharp dagger came from his family's dog.

Since he was caught, he woke up and found that there was a clue to the whereabouts of the dog's mouth and missing teeth.

After all, it was the blade condensed by the official spirit master's natal treacherous teeth, and the spider feet of the strange Qingbai were not opponents, and a terrible scream shouted out of his mouth, and the spider feet that attacked Mi Feixue broke off and fell to the ground.

Wen Qingbai also lost the support of his lower limbs and collapsed in the blood.

He couldn't speak, and he kept screaming and screaming.

Qiao Huai's children were frightened away.

Accustomed to seeing the obedient and harmless spider children of Si Yefu, seeing this fierce and hideous appearance again made them regain their fear and remember the horror of the past.

The same is true of the surrounding people, who were already indignant, but as the dust settles as the result of this attack settles, Wen Qingbai evokes the memory of the disaster.

"Remnant! He is a remnant!"

There was a shout from the crowd.

Immediately more and more condemnation.

Someone wanted to throw something at Wen Qingpo, but when they saw Mi Feixue and them standing around, they stopped for fear of accidental injury.

"Remnant! Remnant!"

"Arrest him on the execution table too!"

Wen Qingbai struggled in place, hissing louder and louder, but unfortunately ordinary people couldn't understand the meaning of his scream at all, they only felt that his behavior was crazy, and it became more and more weird and terrifying.

Ordinary people like him have long since died of blood loss, but he has the rules of the wind hugging to guard a glimmer of life.

Speaking of the wind hug, the spider girl-like wind hugger silently appeared behind Wen Qingbai in a pool of blood.

"!!"

I had never seen a wind hugger, but it still appeared in this way, and the people were so frightened that they retreated again and again, and many people fell to the ground during the pushing, causing many wounded.

Feng Baozi reached out to hug Wen Qingpo, but he struggled to refuse.

"Oh?" Zuo Si glanced at Wen Qingbai with interest, and whispered: "Another spirit child who opened his own spirit at a young age, what kind of place is this Beiyuan City, it is already comparable to the quality of the spirit child produced in the ordinary spirit city."

Pei Rongrong: "Master, don't you care?"

Zuo Si: "Of course you have to take care of it, it's a pity that today's credit has been discounted again."

Sighing depressedly, he complained to his disciples, "The drama we carefully arranged is not as good as the unexpected performances of others."

Pei Rongrong didn't understand why the master always cared about the amount of credit, "Regardless of the gain or loss of doing things for God, I just want to do it well."

Zuo Si couldn't say anything, did he brainwash his disciples too successfully? But he didn't plant ecstasy seeds for his disciples, nor did he tell her such a righteous and awe-inspiring truth.

His figure floated down from the torture table to Mi Feixue's side, and pointed at Mi Feixue at Feng Baozi, who was looking at him vigilantly, "He injured His Highness, and you still want to protect him?" Regardless of whether Feng Huzi could understand it or not, the moment it looked at Mi Feixue, he lifted the struggling Wen Qingpo back to the torture platform.

The wind hugger stayed in place and didn't move

。

On the torture table.

Zuo Si threw Wen Qingbai to Wen Likang's side.

Wen Qingpo, who had been struggling, was quiet at this moment.

He stretched out his hand to Master Wen in tears, and his mouth was hoarse and hissing.

The disgust and grief in the eyes of Master Wen were fixed in mid-air.

Zuo Si waved his hand, and the Saibu of the old man's mouth fell.

"I ask you, do you still recognize this child?"

Old Man Wen said coldly: "I don't have such a monster son!"

Wen Qingpo's eyes widened.

Zuo Si nodded, then grabbed Wen Qingpo's back collar and threw him to Feng Baozi, "Take him back."

Feng Baozi caught Wen Qingbai, this time Wen Qingpo did not struggle, his eyes were empty and looked at the direction of Master Wen who was swept away by the wind, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

The shouts of the people rang out, "He is a remnant of the Wen family, how can you just let him go!"

Zuo Si said compassionately: "The adult does evil, the child is innocent, even if the father pays the debt to the son, he also pays the price for his sins. From now on, he is no longer the same person he once was, but Naruko Kaza."

The effect of ecstasy on words is not as good as one-on-one absolute control, but the audience is a group of ordinary mortals, and Zuo Si personally performs it, which affects their subconscious without sound.

Even if there are a few radicals, they can't afford to turn the wind and waves.

The trial of Wen Likang is also in the final stage.

Knowing what would happen next, some raised their hands in cheer, and some reached out to cover the eyes of the children around them.

"Shall we stop looking?" At this time, Cao Ji, who was supported by the scholar, whispered.

Qiao Huai looked at Mi Feixue and said boldly, "The boss is not afraid, and we can't be afraid either!"

When the other children who were reluctant to retreat heard this, they also stood firm.

Mi Feixue glanced at Qiao Huai.

However, the bloody picture of the decapitation of the knife that everyone was waiting for did not appear.

The fire in Zuo Si's hand lit and fell on Wen Likang amid countless exclamations.

Wen Likang's expression froze, his mouth was wide open and he couldn't make any sound, and the flames covered his body without hurting him in the slightest.

Pei Rongrong stood up and said that this burning was the karma of the wicked, and Wen Likang would be burned for as long as he did until his soul was purified.

"Doesn't it look painful?" Qiao Huai said suspiciously.

He's not alone.

Mortals can't see the effect of the nightmare fire hurting people's spirits, so they naturally don't know what Wen Likang is suffering - Pei Rongrong's words are not wrong, the nightmare fire brings Wen Likang into a spiritual illusion, hooks out the things he fears the most in his heart, and continues to torture his soul. The most feared thing may often be the evil thing you have done.

Mi Feixue tilted her head.

There were black silks as thin as fluttering from Wen Likang's body and floated towards her.

Dirty.

Mi Feixue didn't want anything from this person, even if she instinctively knew that it was good for her.

She waved her hand expressionlessly, scattered the black silk, and turned back to Si Yefu.

Seeing that Mi Feixue was leaving, Qiao Huai and the others also felt that there was nothing to see at the scene, so they followed her one by one.

This "purifying" fire burned on the torture platform for seven days.

From the first three days, there would be people who came to see the excitement, and later the passers-by only turned their heads and spat in the direction of the burning man, secretly scolding Wen Likang for being guilty, and it took seven days to burn it clean.

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