Mo Jue walked all the way, and soon came to a clearing.

Not far away, there is the execution ground blocked by the fence, from the paint on it, it is not difficult to see that this execution ground is temporarily built, so Mo can not help but be a little curious, how many people did the prisoner kill, is it worth such a lot of trouble?

But now that the hour has not come, the execution ground is empty, and if you want to know the answer, you still have to wait.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue walked to a corner and habitually sat cross-legged.

As soon as he sat down, he was stunned, and muttered, "Strange, when did I have this habit?"

Mo Jue's brows furrowed deeply, but he couldn't figure it out.

This feeling of being accustomed to nature made Mo Jue a little suspicious, did he ignore something?

And this feeling became more and more profound, and in the end, Mo Jue was finally sure that he must have forgotten something.

So he closed his eyes and thought carefully about his memories.

Since he was a child, his parents have died, and he and his brother Mo Qing have depended on each other, although they are poor, but at least they can survive.

But just a few days ago, Mo Qing suddenly disappeared without warning, and it was precisely because of the search for Mo Qing that Mo Jue appeared in the middle of the city.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue sighed faintly and slowly stood up, intending to continue to search for Mo Qing's traces.

But when he opened his eyes, he found that he was full of people standing in front of him, and then there was an overwhelming sound.

"Murder pays for life!"

"I don't think he deserves to be damned......"

"Take a closer look, this murderer is pretty good-looking......"

"It's a pity that I'm still so young......"

It was finally Mo Jue who heard the information he wanted from the noise, had it been so long since he closed his eyes?

Although he felt that something was wrong, a wave of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, so that Mo Jue didn't have the heart to think about it so much at all, and hurriedly squeezed towards the front of the crowd.

As he got closer to the execution ground, the uneasiness in Mo Jue's heart became more and more intense.

[That person must have something to do with me!]

A thought formed in his heart, and Mo Jue hurriedly quickened his pace, only to see him walking in the crowd like a swimming fish, and he arrived in front of the crowd in a short time.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of well-trained soldiers, behind whom a pot-bellied officer sits in the vast execution ground, while a bearded executioner carefully wipes the broadsword in his hand.

"Silence!"

At this moment, the soldiers let out a loud shout, and the crowd immediately fell silent, and for a moment the surrounding area could be described as a pin drop, as if it had been trained.

"The hour has come, bring the prisoner in!"

When the crowd was completely quiet, the official shouted as he looked at the rising sun above him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a prison uniform was escorted to the center of the execution ground by the soldiers, who then kicked him in the leg.

Under the force, the latter immediately fell to his knees, and his messy hair rose slightly.

Mo Jue saw this scene, his eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes revealed disbelief.

Because the prisoner who was escorted to the field was none other than Mo Qing, who he was looking for.

Mo Jue never thought that the other party would appear again in this way, and if he wanted to survive after being sent to the execution ground, the only way to rob the law field was to rob the law field except for amnesty.

However, Mo Jue looked at his little arms and legs, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

"How can this be ......"

Mo couldn't help but mutter, it was not easy to find Mo Qing, but it turned out to be in this way.

After Mo Qing was brought on the field, the fat official stood up and slowly walked over to the former, and asked with a look of disgust, "Name?"

Mo Qing struggled to grab the official's hand under the pain, and his chapped lips opened slightly: "Mo Qing!"

The official did not dislike Mo Qing's dirty hands, but said loudly: "Mo Qing, why did you kill people in the street? Do you know what a big crime this is?"

"I didn't..."

Mo Qing stopped halfway through his words, with a hesitant look on his face, because the official had just approached his ear and didn't know what he had said.

Originally, no matter what Mo Qing said, the punishment would not stop, it was just a routine procedure, in order to let those onlookers know what the consequences of committing a crime were.

But the official's move makes people feel that there is still a secret inside.

I don't know why, everyone present couldn't hear what the official said, but it was very clear in Mo Jue's ears.

"As long as you confess, I will spare your brother. ”

A simple sentence made Mo Jue's heart rise with endless anger.

Mo Qing didn't kill anyone at all, but he appeared on the execution ground, which shows that the former is just a scapegoat, and the real murderer is still at large.

"As long as you confess your guilt, the son of the Su family will take care of your brother. ”

In Mo Jue's anger, the second sentence of the official came, and after Mo Qing heard this sentence, he seemed to have made up his mind and shouted: "He deserves to die!"

As soon as these words came out, it was equivalent to nailing Mo Qing's crime to death, and there was no way to live.

"No! He didn't kill anyone! These are all fakes! The real murderer is someone else!"

Mo Jue couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted loudly, hoping to attract everyone's attention, so that there might be a slight possibility to save Mo Qing.

However, the people around him didn't react at all, as if they hadn't heard Mo Jue's words at all.

[In that case, then I'll save it myself!]

With this thought, Mo Jue ran forward violently, even if he couldn't even pass the soldier level with his ability, Mo Jue couldn't watch his brother die like this.

But Mo Jue was desperate to find that no matter how he ran, the distance between him and Mo Qing had not decreased at all, he had always stayed in place, and he had not moved at all.

"The prisoner has pleaded guilty and will be executed!"

At this moment, the official loosened Mo Qing's hair, turned around and walked to the board, took out a token and threw it, and said so.

As the token fell, the executioner on the side stepped forward with a large knife in his hand, and Mo Qing seemed to accept his fate, sticking his forehead to the ground and not moving.

"No!"

Seeing this, Mo Jue couldn't help shouting, and as the words fell, a strange fluctuation swept through the audience.

Time paused again, and Mo Jue could clearly see everyone's expressions, even the stains on the executioner's broadsword were clearly visible in his eyes.

"Do you want to save him? Do you have the strength to do it, do you want to save him?"

A voice full of temptation sounded in Mo Jue's ears, and the latter looked down at the heart of something, and an illusory little sword was held in his hand at some point, and a little sword flashed on it.