When there was chaos on and off the stage, Li Shiyuan and his wife were still firmly controlled by the Qing soldiers, although those Qing soldiers and guards were killed and injured countless times by Deng Tieying and others, but Ao Bai Lao Treacherous Juhua ordered to watch the two prisoners to death, if the prisoners were robbed, a group of Qing soldiers and guards should destroy the nine clans.

He ordered, no one is afraid, and he strictly guards against his life at the moment, so Deng Tieying and others came close several times, but they were all blocked by the Qing soldiers and guards, and finally failed.

Li Shiyuan saw that everyone killed and injured several people in order to save his husband and wife, and even caused the innocent people present to die in vain, and he was really uneasy. He shouted loudly to Deng Tieying and the others: "Heroes, go quickly, don't sacrifice your lives for me, your kindness, Cijiong will repay it in the next life!" The guards around him heard him shouting, and they were angry, and they lifted the handle of the knife and stabbed him in the heart.

Wu Qingluan, who was a few feet away, was concerned about her husband's safety all the time, and when she saw Li Shiyuan being abused and beaten by the guards, her heart ached, and she scolded: "You dog thieves who are fighting for the tiger, don't you forget that you are also descendants of the Han people?" Some of those guards were actually Han Chinese, and when they heard Wu Qingluan's words, they were ashamed and angry, and one of them shouted: "You mother-in-law, if you want to snort again, I will kick your big belly with one kick." ”

Wu Qingluan said disdainfully: "In addition to bullying Han compatriots, what other skills do you have?" The guard was annoyed and angry, and shouted: "I bullied you today, what's the matter?" raised his foot and kicked Wu Qingluan's lower abdomen, Wu Qingluan was held hostage by them, coupled with his weak body, and the two were close at hand, even on weekdays, he couldn't avoid this kick, let alone here and now. This kick hit her in the lower abdomen, only to hear her scream, the pain in her stomach was like a knife, she could no longer stand, her body slowly bent down, tired into a ball, blood flowing down the trouser tube.

Li Shiyuan didn't care about her every move, when he saw Wu Qingluan being so mutilated, he was simply frightened, and shouted: "Qingluan." He scolded again: "You pigs and dogs are not as good as beasts, I fought with you!" With all his strength in life, he lowered his head and slammed into the guards around him, although he was disabled and tortured in prison for a long time, but his physical strength was not lost.

Li Shiyuan struggled and limped towards Wu Qingluan, already in tears. The guards didn't expect him to have such strength, and when they were stunned, they immediately came to their senses, and one of the warriors who had been knocked over got up from the ground, pulled out his waist knife, rushed forward, and slashed Li Shiyuan's back with a single sword.

The guard knew that Li Shiyuan was a repeat offender and could not kill him, although he did not dare to use all his strength with this knife, but the sharpness of the knife was not trivial, Li Shiyuan was cut a wound close to a foot when he boarded his back, and blood gushed out, Li Shiyuan only ran out a few steps, and then fell to the ground at once. In the blink of an eye, both of them collapsed in a pool of blood, leaving only one breath.

At this time, Deng Tieying and the others had already fled, and Ao Bai announced the beheading again. He saw the situation of Li Shiyuan and his wife, but as long as both of them still had a breath, they were considered alive, and they were only left alive to kill them to demonstrate, so he turned a blind eye to the cruel actions of the guards, and turned a blind eye.

When the guards heard the order, they put Li Shiyuan and Wu Qingluan up bloodily like wolves, returned to their original positions, and waited for Ao Bai to order the execution. Just when Li Shiyuan and his wife were abused by the guards, Daoist Yushu was looking for Li Xiangru in the crowd, so everything on the stage was not seen. When the people in the audience saw that the third prince and his wife were tortured like this, they only gritted their teeth with hatred, but they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, for fear that Ao Bai would order to be shot with arrows as before, and they only secretly cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations in their hearts.

Li Xiangru walked through the crowd and came to the front of the crowd, and the Qing soldiers in front stopped everyone with knives and guns, preventing them from getting too close to the platform, for fear that the people would take the opportunity to make trouble again. Li Xiangru was thin and small, blocked by the Qing soldiers in front, and only vaguely saw the situation on the stage, but as for the appearance of the third prince of Zhu, he couldn't tell the difference. He struggled to stand on tiptoe, stretched his neck, looked over the shoulders of the guards, and looked towards the platform, only to see that the people on the platform were dressed in prison clothes, covered with blood, dyed the white prison clothes red, and were held hostage by several guards, kneeling on the platform, only to see his hair scattered, covering his face, not very clear, but a somewhat familiar look.

He felt a little strange in his heart, and thought, "Is this person the third prince of Zhu?" and saw that he was covered in blood, and felt a little pity for him in his heart. After a few moments, his toes were sore, and the crowd was crowded, and he was relieved.

After resting for a while, I heard the edict of beheading read out on the stage, and I couldn't hear what I was reading, but I only knew that as soon as the edict was read, he would be beheaded, and the third prince of Zhu would be beheaded. The body couldn't help but lean forward again, standing on tiptoe again, he looked over the gap between the Qing soldiers, slowly moving, moving, moving.

Suddenly, he saw a woman, a woman with disheveled hair, a woman who was also covered in blood, although his face was very haggard, although he could not see her face clearly from a distance, from his body shape and slightly bulging belly, Li Xiangru determined who the woman was.

At that moment, Li Xiangru's head "boomed", as if he had been struck by lightning. His mind went blank, and he immediately shouted, "Mother!" He only felt that moment, that moment, his throat was extremely dry, and he wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't shout. He opened his mouth wide and screamed desperately, but the sound he came out was like a mosquito's chirp, dry and hoarse.

He suddenly pulled out the Qing soldiers in front of him, and quickly rushed to the execution table with all the strength of his life, opening his mouth wide, desperately trying to shout out, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

The Qing guards saw a little beggar suddenly rushing from the crowd to the stage, his mouth wide open, but there was no sound at all. The first is to feel strange, and then immediately come forward to intercept. At this time, Li Xiang had already seen clearly the man who was being detained, the legendary third prince of Zhu, who turned out to be his father Li Shiyuan. Under the great amazement and pain, the true qi in his body naturally burst out, and those guards with swords were pushed down and kicked over by him one by one, and there was a riot on and off the stage.

Li Shiyuan and Wu Qingluan looked at the audience at the same time, and saw a small figure, with an angry face, a wide open mouth, and a face full of tears, like an angry little beast, rushing towards the stage like a storm, which was their angry and loved, worried and proud son Li Xiangru.

The guards and Qing soldiers slashed and stabbed Li Xiangru with swords, Li Xiangru turned a blind eye, and only shouted silently countless times in his mouth: "Dad, mother!" Li Shiyuan and Wu Qingluan on the stage were surprised at first glance, and the beginning was unparalleled joy, followed by unparalleled worry and fear, the heart was like a knife, seeing that Li Xiangru was about to be hacked to death by the guard's sword, I saw a white shadow wind also snatched in, grabbed Li Xiangru from the gap between the knives and guns, soared into the sky, jumped up, and all the swords and guns of those guards pierced the air.

Li Shiyuan and Wu Qingluan had already seen clearly who the white shadow was, and they were finally relieved. The couple glanced at each other and laughed together, the laughter was high-pitched through the sky, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, the laughter made people feel happy and peaceful like never before. Except for Daoist Yushu, no one knew why they were still smiling so happily and heartily when they were dying.

Li Xiangru was lifted by Yushu Daoist from the Qing soldiers' swords and guns, and his body floated in the air with Yushu's body, but his eyes never left his parents on the execution table. He watched his mother's body suddenly be lifted high by the rope, and the blood splattered, and his father's head rolled out of the distance, and his eyes were blood-red, a deep and blue blood-red.

For a moment, he tilted his head, but fainted.