In the middle of the royal city, the high platform was simply erected, and several dilapidated buildings stood crookedly around, and under those fortunately well-preserved buildings, many refugees gathered, they talked to each other, lamented, and looked at the stage from time to time.

The half-ruined imperial city was in decay, full of makeshift sheds, the monks were still clearing the ruins, and many corpses that had been pressed for days were removed along with the bricks and wood, and the flesh and blood were stuck to the wooden sticks, emitting a foul stench, and they could not be peeled off.

Only the stage was the only bright color in the city.

Shao Xiaoli wore a red embroidered skirt, and walked behind the stage with several girls, the people behind the scenes scolded the demon girl with deep hatred, and sighed that the heavens did not pity her, and killed people, after seeing Shao Xiaoli coming, many people's eyes lit up, and they hugged over, full of joy for this beautiful flower that was not destroyed by the disaster, and even some people had pulled the middle-aged woman to the side, and began to enthusiastically discuss the position and price in the future, giving an extremely attractive amount.

Shao Xiaoli's face was calm, like an exiled noblewoman, but in addition to standing up straight at the moment, whether it was her eyebrows or posture, she looked like a willow with new sprouts. Weak and lovable.

Shao Xiaoli's eyes moved slightly, and she also saw a few people she knew in the crowd, but none of those people recognized her.

First, it is because Shao Xiaoli used to worry about the exposure of her illegitimate daughter's identity, and she had a great psychological burden, and she neglected to dress up on weekdays, which became even worse after the death of her mother, and in the days of living with Ning for a long time, she also wore simple and loose dresses every day, with unkempt hair, and her cheeks were always plain.

Second, it is also these former royal colleagues who have been hit too hard in these days.

In the course of these months, the king died, the ministers were deposed, and the goddesses of their faith turned out to be sinful witches, and their proudest spirits were robbed of them, and then the whole city was nearly destroyed by the raging waves.

Except for a little swordsmanship, the people of the royal family are almost no different from ordinary people. What a frustrating thing it is. Some people, even if they survived the disaster, went crazy in the tormented days that followed.

And the initiator of all this is right in front of him, he was firmly nailed to the torture rack, bearing the eyes of all the people, but it is a pity that they can't inflict more harm on her, so for this humiliating opera, they are also very motivated.

Shao Xiaoli walked with lotus steps, looking as cautious as walking on thin ice, and another veteran expert was on the side to guide her in the steps, lines and temperament she needed.

Although the highlight of this scene is the punishment of the demon girl, and the bitter and depressing atmosphere in the city is relieved by beating the demon girl, the previous story still needs to go through a simple cutscene.

"Your temperament should be fiercer and colder, you look at the woman on the cross, look at the cold and arrogant bearing and appearance, so that you can understand. The old actor pointed to the stunning demon girl with silver hair and white dress, and taught bitterly: "Anyway, later, first there is a fight, I taught you this yesterday, you can take a good look, alas, look at your appearance in the past, you used to be the deep lady of the royal family, and you should not have learned any swords and fists on weekdays, which is indeed a little difficult for you." ”

Shao Xiaoli listened to the other party's chattering words, and only lightly responded and understood.

"By the way, after you are tied to the torture rack later, you will be hung on it, and then you will still have to look colder, tougher, and resist unconvinced, so as to arouse the emotions of the people in the audience, but don't be like a doll who is obedient, you look at that woman more, imitate it, can it be that the demon girl who has brought disaster to the country and the people can still be a porcelain doll like you?"

"Well, I know what I know. Shao Xiaoli nodded lightly, smiling, and couldn't find flaws in his demeanor.

She looked at the sky above Broken Boundary City, looking at Si Ming's embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help but think back to that night, and the killing intent that was chasing after her was still like a knife tip, and the silver-haired ink skirt at that time was like the incarnation of the killing god, and every time she looked at it, she seemed to have to bear the pain of burning bones and melting blood, and her soul was scattered.

And now this god-like woman is humiliating in such a posture in front of everyone.

The corners of Shao Xiaoli's mouth were slightly hooked, and he showed a sarcastic smile at her.

She knew that Si Ming was also looking at her at the moment.

The stage was set up in full swing, and the people behind the curtain were nervously rehearsing, and by the time the show really started, it was very late, and the city was constantly flooded with people, who gathered under the stage, and formed a huge circle, among which there were royal families and refugees, and there were also blind people and many people with disabilities, and the crowd was like a wave, and everyone was crowded into the torrent, pushing and shouting.

With a loud gong, the show finally opened. After the narrator reads a paragraph, everything begins in full swing.

Shao Xiaoli came out of the back of the stage, but he was not stage frightened at all, he faded a little bit of the soft color, whether it was reciting words or making a sword, he was cold and crisp, and his heroic figure attracted one after another shouts from the audience.

"In the next ten years, I am afraid that no one can shake the position of the Oiran of the Art Building. Many people said this, the beautiful figure of the girl fluttered in her eyes, the red dress was like fireworks exploding in the night sky, gorgeous, many noble disciples have begun to fantasize about the scene after all kinds of waste, and then the art building is afraid that it will be like a market.

Playing against Shao Xiaoli was their imaginary god, who wore a mask, a black and red costume, a pennant on his back, and screamed in his mouth, looking righteous and righteous.

Shao Xiaoli fought a few fierce moves with him, and then did what he said in the script, pretending to be invincible, being injured by the gods, and after saying a few harsh words from the mouth, he was captured, and then the gods began to list her guilt one by one, and Shao Xiaoli's face was full of pain, as if the other party was reciting a spell to subdue demons.

Si Ming looked at the scene on their stage and sneered: "Heh, children pretending to be families, human beings are really weak and naïve, thinking that this will disturb my Dao heart? ”

Having said that, her expression was even more frosty and snowy, and it became colder.

The opera progressed slowly, boring and boring, and Si Ming also cast his eyes there, watching Shao Xiaoli being listed one after another for his crimes, and then tied to the cross.

This is the climax of the opera, and they are extremely eager to watch the picture of the punishment of the demon girl, and also let the demon girl who is nailed to the torture rack see what she will face in the future.

Shao Xiaoli's hands and feet were tied to it, and the rope on the cross would pull her up, and then she would be beaten up with a fake play, which was something that the middle-aged woman persuaded for a long time to make the girl who called herself Xiang'er Girl agree, she said that as long as the people in the city vented their resentment today, she would be the most popular person in the city in the future, and she would be more popular than the king.

Shao Xiaoli watched his feet gradually leave the ground, the cheers of the crowd and those feverishly waving hands seemed to be moving away from him.

The real golden cross was not far away from them, and the black snake was also staring at it, but its pupils were hollow, like an emotionless puppet.

She looked at Si Ming, and the smile on her face was even bigger.

Si Ming knew that she had come here for a purpose, not just to act in a clumsy play, but she didn't understand what this girl was going to do?

Shao Xiaoli and the cross were raised to the same height as the house, and on the top of the house, a man walked out with a slender whip, shouting that the demon girl was being tortured, and then threw it at the girl's delicate and floating body.

The crowd below was in an uproar for a moment, but it didn't take long for the noise to cease abruptly and fall silent.

They stared blankly upward, frowning, or rubbing their eyes, suspecting that they had seen it wrong.

The whip that smashed at the girl stopped in the air.

One hand held the tail of the whip.

It was a delicate hand, but the five fingers were like iron hooks, holding the whip tightly in the hand.

The girl in the red dress broke free from the bondage at some point.

She stood at the top of the cross, and stepped on the cross slightly, and several of the people who were pulling the thread almost lost their strength and let go. And she held the long whip in her hand, and her cold eyebrows were very similar to the appearance of Si Ming when he stood on the high platform that day.

"This ...... Is there a paragraph in the play?"

"It doesn't seem to be. ”

"Demon girl, this must be another demon girl! born so good-looking, what is it if you are not a demon girl?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and many people panicked and began to flee in all directions, and the crowd was like several streams rushing together, splashing countless splashes.

Shao Xiaoli looked at the audience, she found that when she returned to Wangcheng again, her state of mind seemed to be completely different from the past, others looked at the play she starred in on the stage, and she looked at the audience, as if she was watching a play.

With a flick of her arm she snatched the whip from her hand, and she stood firmly under the cross, her fluttering dress like an evening cloud.

"Don't you want to see the goddess being humiliated, beaten, and punished? What does it mean to set up a stage? Don't you want to be real?" Shao Xiaoli learned Ning Chang's indifferent tone, and his voice was like an autumn wind.

Si Ming was slightly shocked, she had thought about this possibility, but in her eyes, this girl was just a waste with mediocre swordsmanship, where could she really touch her?

Shao Xiaoli turned around and looked away.

The past few months of sword learning career passed by in my mind, and the aura instantly broke through the sea of qi and spread around me in a circle.

Shao Xiaoli's middle finger hooked his sleeve, and the red rope that had been prepared shot out, suddenly pulled into a straight line, and threw it onto the golden cross, the red rope was wrapped around from above, Shao Xiaoli's wrist twisted and pulled, and his whole body flew into the sky like a mural, borrowing his strength.

The black snake sensed the movement, and suddenly opened its large jagged mouth full of jagged teeth, and pounced on itself, while the crow was still pecking at Si Ming's divinity, indifferent.

Shao Xiaoli looked at the rushing giant snake, his heart throbbed, and those sword moves that merged into flesh and blood burst out and stabbed towards the center of the black snake's eyebrow bone.

The serpent's roar was like the screams of tens of thousands of rats in unison.

Shao Xiaoli grabbed the red rope, crossed the top of the black snake's head, and swung to its back at once, her hand pressed its body, raised the sword in her hand, and stabbed it skillfully, the sword pierced the scale armor, straight to the flesh and blood, and crushed the bones.

The black snake on the cross kept twisting its body, wanting to throw the damn girl off, Shao Xiaoli pressed the handle with both hands, dragged the sword, dragged the flesh and blood of the black snake, and ran upward.

The black snake spread its scales in unison in anger and pain, like a rooster with feathers blown up.

Shao Xiaoli's body was pushed away by the scales that exploded, and it was difficult to maintain stability, and he fell towards the crowd, the black snake opened its mouth, twisted its neck, and pounced on Shao Xiaoli.

The long whip that Shao Xiaoli was holding in his other hand also stretched out, and with a flick of the whip, it accurately wrapped around one of the black snake's front teeth, and then with the strength of the black snake rushing over, his body slammed upward, and he drew his sword again in the air, stabbing at the black snake's pupils.

The black serpent was wrapped around the golden cross, and it didn't move much, as if it didn't want to harm any civilians or destroy any buildings.

This is the command given to it by the Lord of Sins.

The Sinner will not take the initiative to kill the person who does not sin to death, and this catastrophe caused by the air flow of heaven and earth is only their unjustified disaster in the eyes of the Sinner, not his own means.

Shao Xiaoli jumped on the back of the black snake, and the swordsmanship he had learned all his life was displayed at this moment, those scales were shattered in large areas under her sword, Shao Xiaoli slashed while running wildly, and her red dress was flying, like a fire moving quickly on the black field.

Everyone looked at this thrilling scene, and their hearts palpitated, why did the little girl, who was obviously fragile and easy to break, burst out with such power?

And Shao Xiaoli took advantage of the troupe to re-enter the city, and then took this opportunity to attract everyone, so that this black snake was afraid to make a move, even if his strength was not good, he could blend into the crowd and escape.

These are all rough plans made by the boss for herself, and she is more conscious of her on-the-spot response to joining the troupe.

Shao Xiaoli stepped on the black snake, withdrew the long whip, and then took out his sword again, stabbing into the black snake's fragile pupils.

Blood sprayed like a column.

These nine babies have died many times, this is its final, a wisp of extremely fine remnant soul that was taken out of the abyss by luck, although it has been given some power by the Sin King, but how can it reach the peak?

There are too many people at the moment, and its shots are limited everywhere, and it was hurt by this little girl.

Si Ming looked at the scene that happened under him, his eyes were cold.

She still didn't think that this girl could kill the black snake.

Because after all, its power is bestowed by the Sinner, and what kind of character is the Sinner, and how can the things it creates be easily killed?

The black snake shook its huge head, and its aura set off a violent wind like a great work, blowing Shao Xiaoli backwards.

Shao Xiaoli's hand holding the sword was unstable, and she was knocked into the air by the oncoming airflow, her body briefly lost her borrowing point, and she watched the black snake rushing towards her, the girl's silver teeth clenched, and the sword that she had never used before appeared in her mind.

Si Ming knew this sword very well, so when Shao Xiaoli raised her hand, she knew that it was impossible for her to realize this sword.

But once again, the truth was beyond Si's expectations.

Invisibly, as if some kind of power was given to her body, she slashed out this sword, the awe-inspiring killing intent briefly fell silent, and immediately climbed to the peak after colliding with the giant snake, along her blade, the snake blood was like a raging waterfall, constantly flying to the sides, staining the giant snake's teeth blood red.

Si Ming sensed that something was wrong, and immediately raised his head and looked in a certain direction.

Si Ming's pupils shrank.

In the attic not far away, in the hut where Shao Xiaoli was dressing up before, a young man in white clothes walked out.

The boy wore a nameless sword, pinned to the branch that she hated, and a gentle smile on his face.

......

Before leaving, Shao Xiaoli carved the small flying sky array diagram that Ning Changjiu had explained on the dresser, and after the chaos began, Ning Changjiu used the authority of fate to change the fate of the black feather, and let it entangle Ye Ye instead of himself. Then he came here with the help of the Little Flying Array.

However, it is difficult for the gods to be deceived, and it won't be long before the black feather will still break free from fate and return, and what he will have to face when the time comes, is the wrath of the gods.

Ning Changjiu walked out of the attic and said softly: "Shao Xiaoli used the sword move in his heart. ”

So Shao Xiaoli really cut out the sword, leaving a huge gap in the black snake's body.

Ning looked at the black snake for a long time.

This is the remnant of the Nine Infants.

It is also the source of the sinner.

Ning Chang looked at Jiu Ying with an extremely indifferent expression, for him, this was also one of the initiators of everything.

Shi Yuan kept the last soul for it.

"Since the ghost is still gone, let's kill you a few more times. Ning Changjiu opened his mouth indifferently, and the sword on his waist turned into a long rainbow of blue light, and he choked out of the sheath.

Shao Xiaoli was still fighting with the black snake.

Although the sword directly tore its mouth, Jiuying didn't feel the pain, it shook its head, sprinkled blood, forced to bite, between the lightning and flint, Shao Xiaoli fought with it several times, after the two of them jumped, the black snake riveted enough strength, first knocked the sword in her hand, and then shook the snake's head, imagining like a hammer, directly smashed her to the ground.

Ding——

In the black snake's state of mind, a low and brittle sword roar sounded, and then, its body let out a strange writhing, and it actually leaned directly behind and bit its own tail.

Ning Chang hovered in front of it with his sword, his five fingers spread, disturbing its fate.

The Black Snake has no stellar in the first place, so its fate is more likely to be interfered with.

After biting its tail, it began to devour along its tail, trying to swallow itself from the back to the front.

Ning Chang looked at the panting Shao Xiaoli and said with a smile: "Your play is not over yet." It's a much-anticipated scene in the back. ”

As he spoke, Ning Changjiu pulled out the sword at his waist, flicked his fingers, and the sword hovered in front of Shao Xiaoli.

Shao Xiaoli stepped on the blade of the sword and nodded vigorously.

Ning Chang said: "You don't have to think about any pity for the jade. ”

Shao Xiaoli smiled: "Of course. ”

Shao Xiaoli stepped on the sword steadily, and the sword floated in the air, sending her to a high place, facing the commander on the cross.

At the same time, behind Ning Changjiu, a mechanical monotonous voice sounded:

"Deceived the Lord Sinner, a capital offense. ”

Ning Chang sighed, he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

It was the Sinner King transformed by Black Feather.

Of course, this black feather couldn't kill him now, but he couldn't do much about it either.

Ye Except is now too far away from himself, and the weak law of fate is almost impossible to take effect on Hei Yu, Ning Changjiu grabbed it casually, directly took off the black sword hanging on the cross, held it in his hand, and the sword burst into flames, and the young man held the sword and collided with the black feather of the Sin Monarch in the air.

Shao Xiaoli looked at Si Ming and said with a smile: "Lord Si Ming, we meet again." ”

Si Ming's eyes were as bright as snow, her face was like frost, and her silver hair like ice silk was cold, and her body subconsciously struggled twice, but she couldn't get off the cross.

"What do you want to do?" Si Ming looked at Shao Xiaoli and frowned.

She has lived for thousands of years, she is a priest under one person in the kingdom of God, and she has a fairy face that is overwhelming in the world, but at this moment, a teenage girl dares to hover in front of her with a sword, holding a long whip and smiling at herself, while she is unable to move on the torture rack.

This was unimaginable for her in the past.

Shao Xiaoli stepped on the sword and came to her.

Si Ming is now weak, and the spiritual power that exudes is more than enough to deal with the rotten vegetable leaves of ordinary people, but it is far from enough to deal with Shao Xiaoli, who is now a little skilled in swordsmanship.

Shao Xiaoli's childish hand gently stroked her silver hair, and then stroked down the soft long hair, and the back of her fingers lightly touched Si Ming's cheek, as if she were leaving.

"Lord Si Ming really gave birth to a face that turned all beings upside down. Shao Xiaoli smiled and spoke, brushing the hair from her ears, gently pinching her earlobe, and playing with it between her fingers.

Si Ming's cheeks were slightly itchy, and her earlobes were slightly itchy, even if she was now subject to this, she still couldn't change her arrogance: "Take your hand away!"

Shao Xiaoli obediently took away his hand, and then raised it high.

Si Ming showed a look of panic.

Syllable!!!

The next moment, the raised hand fell suddenly, and Si Ming's cheek was deflected, and then, a hot pain spread over his face, like countless small needles pricking, and even the ear cavity also buzzed lowly.

On the snow-white cheeks, there was a bright red slap print.

Si Ming's eyes were filled with a blizzard of killing intent, and her anger rose and fell with her proud chest, but these anger could only be stored in her heart, and she didn't even have room to fight back at this moment.

Shao Xiaoli pinched her chin, looked at the half of Hongxia's face, then turned her cheek to the other side, and raised her left hand high.

Syllable!

Another crisp slap.

Shao Xiaoli has been practicing how to slap in the past two days, she has slapped the air tens of thousands of times, and now she has fulfilled her long-cherished wish and finally slapped her in the face.

Si Ming snorted in pain, pursed his lips, and his body trembled with anger. She knew that Shao Xiaoli was avenging that night's revenge.

Shao Xiaoli looked at her face and said, "Lord Si Ming, what shameful thing did you think of, why did you blush like this?"

Si Ming's silver hair danced wildly, she stared at Shao Xiaoli, and said coldly: "You abolished such a big Zhou Zhang, do you just want to humiliate me like this? This is too child's play, right?"

Shao Xiaoli pointed down and said, "The people all over the city are watching, where is this child's play, it's clearly your big play, right, the chief priest?"

Hearing this title, Si Ming's heart moved, and he wanted to speak, but saw Shao Xiaoli directly put his hand on the back of her neck.

Shao Xiaoli's hand was clenched together, and he held Si Ming's soft silver hair in his palm.

The girl grabbed her hair, pulled it up, looked down at her ice-carved face, and raised her hands again.

Bang! Bang......

One by one, the slaps hit her left cheek like a storm, Si Ming turned her head sideways, and the pain on her left cheek came from the heart, along with it, it was a painful humiliation, she was a mysterious and powerful priest, and she was the goddess who was in charge of the fate of the whole city, how could she have suffered such humiliation?

The higher she fell, the worse she fell, and now her divinity was devoured, and the weakness of human nature exposed her deep vulnerability, how noble she was in the past, how humble she is now.

Her pride and pride crumbled, shattered, and turned into monstrous hatred and anger under the slap of the seventeen-year-old girl.

Under the city tower, there was still a faint shout of a good fight.

Everyone was watching.

"That's enough!" Si Ming couldn't bear it anymore and screamed, "What are you going to do?

"Do you know the compromise now?" Shao Xiaoli slapped her in the face again.

The girl shook the whip in her hand, and looked at Si Ming's slightly red and swollen left cheek, which was as white as porcelain for a while, and was already red in the last class.

Shao Xiaoli pinched her chin, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "I want you to make a blood pact to become the boss's lowly slave, always obey his orders, chase him as your lifelong faith, offer your body and soul, be a cow and a horse, be beaten and scolded, treat punishment as a reward, take admonition as a grace, and feel honored for it." Is that okay?"

Si Ming listened to her words, and scenes of extreme shame appeared in his mind, and the killing intent in the depths of his eyes seemed to turn into a real sword and cut the person in front of him with a thousand knives.

Her teeth clenched, and her words squeezed out of her red lips with resentment: "You are dreaming, I ...... even if I die"

Shao Xiaoli raised his long whip and interrupted her with a smile: "The boss said, if you don't accept it, you will be beaten until you obey, this scene has just begun, Xiao Li will train Master Si Ming well." ”

It was getting dark.

She was supposed to be the king of the night, but now in her night, she is about to usher in a humiliation that she has never experienced in her life.

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(Thank you to the helmsman of the 928 reward for the autistic book friend!!Sincerely thank the book friend for their support and love!Mo Da)