The huge platform looks clean and frighteningly empty.

They put trumped-up charges on their gods, threw stones at her, abused her in the most unbearable language, and burned her.

Su Nanzhi suddenly felt a sharp throbbing pain in his temples, and his head became heavier and heavier in a trance.

The black qi in the sky churned violently, roaring and enveloping overhead, and the vines were instantly covered in black mist.

When he came back to his senses again, the sky brightened, and Su Nanzhi found himself tied to the pyre in Xingtai, and the facial features of the people below were no longer blurred.

It's a disgusted, angry face.

"Burn her! Burn her! She will bring ominous! ”

"This monster actually deceives us by claiming to be a divine envoy! Burn her! ”

I don't know who threw the stone on the forehead, and the blood flowed down the eyelids, whether it was the pain in the forehead or the touch of the blood slowly flowing down the face, it was extremely real.

Su Nanzhi looked at the torch in the executioner's hand, and struggled with her hands tied behind her back, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't use her ability, and her wrists were worn off by the rough hemp rope and she didn't break free.

There was a tingling in her throat, and she couldn't even make a sound.

The scolding below grew louder and louder, and everyone cheered for her death.

The civilians who were helped by her and survived from the bandits, and. She is a revered messenger of God who has given work to those who have worked.

"It's her! She killed my daughter! Burn her!! ”

This angry man, she remembers.

It was he who knelt down in front of her many times and begged her to save his daughter.

She said that she can't change life and death,

But the man did not want to believe it, and after kneeling at the bottom of the stairs for two days and fainted, the divine messenger would not save his daughter, so he knelt there until he died.

She finally relented and agreed to try, and the doctors in the city said that the man's daughter was an incurable disease and could live for a week at most.

Even she didn't expect that she had really cured the girl.

This incident made more people believe in her, and a girl from a small town became a real god in the eyes of the people, and her parents and relatives were also respected and treated preferentially.

But soon, the cost came in.

The person who was saved with the so-called divine power only lived for a while longer, and then suddenly fell ill and died, or in a more painful way, even those close to him would die.

It turns out that the pain has not been eliminated, but it has been temporarily suppressed, and when her ability is not enough to support it, it will backlash.

Angry people and those in power who had long wanted to get rid of her broke in, tore her clothes, and sent her to the judgment seat.

Trying to explain that there is no way to survive in people who fear and hate her power.

Su Nanzhi looked at the torches that were getting closer and closer, and struggled more desperately regardless of the severe pain, and the blood on her hands stained the rope red, but she just couldn't get rid of the restraints.

With the despair and powerlessness of not being able to come to his heart, Su Nanzhi couldn't tell whether it was his own emotions or 'her' emotions.

If it's just a memory of the past, how can it be so real, and the pain is so painful that it doesn't come out of the memory.

For a moment, she really felt that she was the one who was pushed to the altar by the people, and dragged down by the people, embarrassed.

Those people were afraid of her ability to speak, so they tortured her so that she could no longer speak.

Su Nanzhi watched the torch fall on the neat pyre at her feet, and the bright light of the fire ignited at once, and the heat wave rushed to her body.