Inside the Royal Palace. The long curtain hangs down to the ground, and the sandalwood curls. A gust of wind blew, and a clammy chill permeated the entire hall.

Hongtai stroked the short beard on his lips, and his eyes were cold. He looked at the real person who was sitting on the side and frowned.

The old man seemed to be aware of it, his eyes opened and closed, his essence flickered, and he said out loud at the right time: "A Jianghu sect can actually stir up the turmoil in the world. Killing people has also made these reckless people more restrained. The emperor is wise!"

Hongtai's face was full of color and he was silent.

"It's just that this move will definitely embarrass His Royal Highness King Ping! He is waiting to be summoned, I wonder how the emperor will appease your brother?" the old man said slowly.

Hongtai sat behind the dragon case, his expression reserved, and his eyes were deep. He nodded slightly and said, "A sect in the rivers and lakes also dares to find the way to ascend to immortals, and what is it that is only done in the rivers and lakes." Hmph! If you don't beat and knock, these grass people don't know what it means to be unpredictable, and what it means to be like a furnace! Hong'an wants to intercede for them, and it is also expected by me. Only when there is a jealousy and suspicion between him and those people in the rivers and lakes can I feel at ease!"

The old man praised and said: "His Royal Highness King Ping wants to be kind to others, but he doesn't know that thunder, rain and dew are all heavenly graces!"

"Let Hong'an come in!" Emperor Hongtai said in a loud voice.

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The soldiers of the brigade walked through the long street in a crowd of prisoner carts. The road was crowded with onlookers, pointing and poking one by one, curiously looking at the death row prisoners in the prison car. There are also people who call friends and happily follow them.

The rainy capital for many days, the cold streets, at this time lively, there is a bit of a festive atmosphere.

The group came to a stop at a wide intersection, and under a towering flagpole, a wooden platform had already been erected. Not far away, under a canopy, sat some people who looked like officials.

The entrance of the street was surrounded by soldiers, and the onlookers were crowded. The armed soldiers reprimanded and cursed as hard as they could, blocking the surging crowd.

Lin Yi and Lord Yang were pulled out of the prisoner cart and pushed onto the wooden platform. Two shirtless, hideous faces, and black hair, each with a red scarf on his head and a ghost-headed broadsword in his hand, stood on both sides.

As soon as he walked on the wooden platform, Lord Yang had been kicked in the armpit of his leg and fell to his knees with a "poof". A rope was pulled out from behind him, and he was pulled by the hand of a soldier, and he knelt straight and straight.

The two soldiers who were holding Lin Yi had to be concocted in the same way.

One of them kicked Lin Yi's calf, but it was like kicking an iron plate, so painful that he jumped up holding his feet, grinning and screaming.

Seeing this, another soldier fell, he stared at Lin Yi with a fierce gaze, and was about to draw his sword.

Looking at the open space in front of him and the crowd of black oppression, Lin Yi gritted his teeth and slowly knelt down. This kneeling is to kneel to the father and mother, and to the master.

When the people of the Tianlong Sect heard that Lin Yi was going to be beheaded for public display, they had different moods, but they all followed Elder Meng to the execution ground. It's just that there are inevitably soldiers guarding with weapons, for fear that these Jianghu people will make trouble.

finally squeezed in, and the situation in front of him made people's eyes widen.

In the midst of the crowds, it was an open space. On the wooden platform under the flagpole, stood two majestic executioners with murderous faces. The ghost-headed knife had an eerie chill, which made people dare not face it.

On the wooden platform, there were two people, an old man and a young man.

The old man's face was flushed and his expression was excited. The little man with messy hair, torn clothes, bloodstained and dusty cheeks, with iron locks on his body, was looking around curiously.

"Lin Yi!"

"Lin Brothers——!"

Mu Qing'er and Yuan Qing shouted at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi seemed to have seen the other party a long time ago, the corners of his mouth curled, and he nodded slightly.

"Stinky boy, it's still this virtue!" Mu Qing'er stomped her foot hatefully, looking anxious.

Meng Shan was also in the crowd, looking at Lin Yi with a calm expression, his face was gloomy, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhen Yuanzi is still calm as before, but there is more worry in his expression. Lin Yi nodded at him, and after saying hello, he no longer paid attention to these acquaintances, and he looked coldly at the bustle in front of him alone.

In the drizzle of smoke and mist, there are faces with inexplicable excitement!

What's the matter? Would it be so pleasant to have these people killed and killed?

Lin Yi couldn't see sympathy, pity, sadness, anger, or suspicion on these faces. There was only excitement on the faces of these people. And apathy.

No one thinks about whether the person who was killed was wronged, and no one thinks about whether the person who was killed should be killed. In these crazy expressions, it is difficult to describe the expectation, which is a kind of expectation that makes Lin Yiye's heart palpitate.

What were they expecting? The moment the man's head hit the ground?

The crowd of people like mountains and tsunamis is fierce like a herd of beasts. What brought Lin Yi was a bone-chilling cold, boundless chill, which made his heart throb.

Lin Yi exhaled a long breath deeply, and the crowd in front of him that was about to boil had slowly disappeared in his eyes. Instead, there was an ugly skeleton on the side of the red dust roadside.

Human nature is indifferent, and the world of thousands of purples and reds has no color.

At this moment, Lin Yi just wanted to leave. He suddenly understood why Master had been traveling for decades and was willing to live in the mountains and forests.

Step into the world and read all the world. Master is not going to go into hiding, but to get out of this great red dust.

The noise gradually faded away, and in Lin Yi's eyes, there was only this rain, only this wind, and only this heaven and earth.

What joy is there in life, and what is the sorrow in death? Flowers bloom and fall, life and death change, and heaven and earth remain eternal. These people in front of you are sad and happy, and what does it have to do with themselves?

These people look at themselves as a lively scene, and looking at these people by themselves, it is just a boring scenery!

The chill in his heart gradually faded away, and Lin Yi's mind was empty at this time.

......

Inside the Royal Palace.

"Your Majesty, please pardon the people of the Tianlong Sect! These people are guests invited by the courtier's brother, so in the past, what is the face of the courtier's brother?"

King Ping'an looked earnest and stood solemnly.

Hongtai sat behind the dragon case and said coldly: "This person is so bold and reckless that he dares to destroy a ship and kill people in the imperial city, such a great crime, how can you let me pardon him?"

Hong'an's face turned bitter, and he argued: "Arresting someone last night, beheading him today, not to mention whether this person committed murder, when did my Great Shang Dynasty act so carelessly! Doesn't this make the people of the Tianlong Sect think that our court is deliberately embarrassing them?"

Hongtai snorted coldly: "I want to kill people, I just want to embarrass them, what should I do? It's just a bunch of recklessness, and there are still people who dare to disobey my will?"

Hongan hesitated for a moment, "Puff" knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, this group of people is dissatisfied, and the courtiers go overseas with them, how can they be at ease?"

Emperor Hongtai patted the dragon case and said angrily: "Aren't they afraid that the mountain gate will be destroyed?"

Hongan looked up at his own brother, his face full of sadness, and tears slowly flowed. He choked up: "Brother Huang, even if the courtier brother embarks on a road of no return, he has no complaints. Before the younger brother had yet to travel, the royal brother cut off the way for the younger brother. If the imperial brother wants the life of the younger brother, then take it, why bother to give birth to this experience! The future is gone, and there is no return. Brother, please die!"

Emperor Hongtai Huo Ran stood up, pointed at Hong'an and scolded: "What do you mean by this?

Hong'an fell to the ground and cried: "Brother Dare, I just want to die!"

Emperor Hongtai's chest rose and fell, and he really didn't expect this brother to die to death. He thought that Hongan was afraid of death, so he could only honestly obey his arrangement. It seems that this brother is not a dull person, and he can see the strangeness of this matter.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry!"

An old voice sounded, and the real person who protected the country slowly got up and walked in front of Hongtai. He looked at the unscrupulous King Ping, and said:

"His Royal Highness King Ping is thousands of miles away, and it is inevitable that he will have relatives, which is human nature. Poor Dao thinks that it is better to do what King Ping wishes!"

Hongtai snorted and said, "People have been escorted to the execution ground, how can my will be reversed?"

The real person who protects the country bowed slightly at Hongtai, smiled meaningfully, and said: "This matter will be brought forward by the poor road......

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PS: The next one is 12 o'clock later