At the crossroads, the smoke and rain gradually stopped.

Lin Yi looked at Lord Yang who was kneeling beside him and shook his head slightly. In any case, this Lord Yang can't survive, the silver needle and the point on the back of his head are the same, forcing people's spirit and spirit to their heads, and the people of the rivers and lakes use secret methods to stimulate their own skills. But a weak reader, where can he withstand such a toss. These people are evil!

Seeing Lin Yi looking around, the soldier who had just kicked him puffed up his chest and put on a vicious posture. There were several officials sitting under the canopy, and Chen Shilang was among them. But he saw an older official, standing up, holding a silk scroll in his hand, not knowing what to do.

Out of nowhere, there was a sound of drums, dense and short, and the intersection was silent.

The official looked around majestically, and began to read aloud. Lin Yi knew that Lord Yang's name was Yang Pujun, and he was once a Hanlin Zhongcheng, in short, an official. It deceives the king, forms a party for personal gain, and so on. In short, this Yang Pujun is heinous, not killing is not enough to anger the people, and not killing is not enough to correct the dynasty.

The official's tone pulled the elder, which can be described as a subdued and frustrating, tasteful, and then Lin Yi's guilt.

Lin Yi's crimes are murder and arson, rape and robbery, and all kinds of evil. He himself was a little confused when he heard it, was he so cruel and corrupt? Such a thief, he wanted to kill him and then he was about to kill him.

I thought I used a knife to kill people, but now I understand that you can use a pen to kill people. The so-called three people become tigers, and all mouths are golden, and spitting can drown people!

"Through, through, ......"

A few horns sounded, and the crowd, which had finally calmed down, resounded with cheers. What is this for?

Lin Yi estimated that it should be a quarter of noon.

The rain stopped, the sky was still gloomy, and a few peach blossoms at the end of the street corner were very eye-catching, one, two, three...... In the rainy and misty mountains, there are also peach blossoms, and there are ...... graceful figures.

"Through, through, ......"

It was a quarter past noon, Lin Yi shook his head and retracted his thoughts. Murder should also be chosen one day when the yang energy is in full bloom, in order to let the person who is killed not enter the cycle of reincarnation, and the body and soul will be destroyed. And in this gloomy and gloomy sky, there is also a trace of coldness in the wind, where is the positive and yang qi of heaven and earth?

The crowd in front of him shook like a river, and duckweed-like faces floated in the river. Thousands of faces, there are thousands of different expressions, such as all kinds of red dust, all kinds of worldly forms, all along the shore of this red dust, arranged in a row, let Lin Yi look all over again.

It was the river that I had waded through, red and dusty like water, surging like a tide, but it was getting farther and farther away from me.

In the river, out of a few people. Lin Yi shook his body, slowly stood up, and smiled.

Elder Meng, Zhen Yuanzi, and Senior Sister Mu Qing'er, the four of them made their intentions clear to the officials at the execution ground and walked in front of Lin Yi.

Lin Yi smiled faintly and looked at the four of them silently.

Meng Shan's face was as gloomy as the weather, he looked at the outer disciple in front of him who was unclear, inexhaustible, and unable to ponder, sighed, and said, "King Ping entered the palace early in the morning, and there has been no news so far. But at this time...... Alas, if this matter is really difficult to return to the sky, Lin Yi, the sect will treat your family well. You...... What else do you have to say?"

Lin Yi held the shackles and nodded. He raised his eyebrows, looked at Elder Meng and said, "No matter what the matter ends up with, I Lin Yixin has received the affection of all of you." If I don't die today, I really want to accompany you all the way! When the time comes, I hope that Elder Meng will be with you, and don't abandon Lin Yi!"

Lin Yi's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see the sorrow and despair before the execution, but his words were like idle chatter.

When a man is about to die, his words are good, and his words are sad. As for whether there is an off-string sound in the words, Monsan has no heart to think about it. He glanced at Lin Yi and nodded sullenly.

"Boy, Lao Dao is not here to send you!" Zhen Yuanzi looked at Lin Yi as relaxed as ever, and his heart was a little relieved. However, this kid doesn't really see death as home, and seeing that the time is short, he doesn't dare to think about it.

"Oh, that Dao chief is here to rob the execution ground to save me?" Lin Yi chuckled.

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly looked at both sides. The two executioners stood closer, as if they heard Lin Yi's words, snorted disdainfully, and stood in a posture of self-care, not bothering to deal with these people at all.

Lao Dao sighed lightly and scolded: "Stinky boy, when is it, still full of nonsense? Do you want my old Dao to accompany you to behead you?"

Lin Yi nodded at Mu Qing'er and Senior Sister Xu, and the two of them looked anxious and a little panicked.

Leaving his eyes from the two of them, Lin Yi smiled at Zhen Yuanzi: "That's it, in the future, if the Taoist is in danger, Lin Yi will hide far away, but he will also feel at ease!"

For some reason, when Zhen Yuanzi heard this, her heart couldn't help jumping. He didn't have time to think about it, and opened his mouth to scold: "Who do you think you are, and you still have the ability to speak into a prophecy." But...... ...... later"

Halfway through the words, Lao Dao was silent, staring at Lin Yi with a somewhat suspicious look. This kid has something to say......!

There were no less than 500 soldiers on the execution ground, and no matter how high Zhen Yuanzi's martial arts were, he didn't dare to save people, not to mention that this was still in the capital. If you save people, you can't escape. Lin Yi naturally knew this, and he still quarreled with the old Taoist as usual.

"Stinky boy, what time has it been, you're still laughing, you really have to wait for death!" Zhen Yuanzi's eyes widened in anger, and he looked at Lin Yi expectantly.

Zhen Yuanzi thought to himself, your kid's martial arts are so high, if you really want to run by yourself, I'm afraid that no one will be able to stop you. But there are people around him, he can't remind him directly, and he is unwilling to die like this, but he is afraid that this kid will forget that there is still this way to live.

"Lin Yi, this is the wine that my senior sister and I bought for you!" Mu Qing'er held a small wine jar and walked in front of Lin Yi.

Looking at the wine jar in front of him, Lin Yi smiled and said, "Thank you Miss Mu and Miss Xu, you two have a heart!"

"Senior Brother Lin's life-saving grace, my sisters will not forget!" Senior Sister Xu said quietly with tears in her eyes. Lin Yi looked at this kind-hearted woman and nodded with a smile.

"Lin Yi, the old days...... In the past, I was a little arrogant......" Mu Qing'er's eyes were also red, and she slapped the wine jar open the mud seal and put it in Lin Yi's hand.

Lin Yi took over the wine jar and drove the shackles to "bang lala", he smiled heartily: "The past is over, I drank this send-off wine today!"

As soon as the wine jar was turned over, the wine was like practice, "goo, goo", and five catties of spirits were drunk in one go.

"Smack-" The wine jar fell to the ground and shattered.

"Through, through, ......"

After a few more cannon shots, the faces of the four Monsan changed, and before they could say anything, they were expelled to the side by a group of soldiers.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, open the knife and ask ——!"

As the official's long tone sounded, an executioner took a large bowl, drank a few sips of spirits, and then sprayed a mouthful on the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand. He shook his wrists, exuding a cold killing intent all over his body, and walked in front of Lord Yang.

Lord Yang still stood upright and kneeling, not responding to the movements around him, but his angry eyes slowly closed, and his expression actually showed relief.

"I'll send you all the way, this favor is in vain, don't remember me. There is a wrong, a debt is a master, and it will be repaid in the next life!" the executioner said with words.

"Hi ——!" shouted, and the steel knife slashed down like a whirlwind. With a flash of the knife, a head flew out of the distance, and a few feet of blood mist gushed out from the neck cavity in an instant, bright red and colorful!

Lord Yang's lifeless body stretched forward in vain and fell under the wooden platform.

"Good ——!"

The earth-shattering applause resounded in the sky above the intersection. People waved their fists, their faces contorted, and raised their arms and shouted—

Bloody blood filled the air, making the long-awaited crowd crazy-

The executioner stood tall and concave, clenched his fists with both hands, and frequently saluted the crazy crowd, looking quite proud. The other executioner snorted unconvinced, his eyes were red, and he walked up to Lin Yi.

The death row prisoner in front of him was still standing, and the executioner was slightly flustered, but the shouts like a tide made him care so much.

A mouthful of the liquor sacrificial knife was spewed, and the executioner shouted, "Someone, knock him down for me!"

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