Just as he was in a daze, the team suddenly stopped. There was a deserted area around him, and the cool breeze rolled up a few yellow sand, crackling and hitting everyone's faces.

In a clearing field ahead, there was a lonely cross-shaped wooden stake. Several scholars carried the decent person and put him on the wooden stake. The others immediately carried a thick hemp rope, tied his hands and feet in a wide range, and tied several dead knots. The movements were very skillful, and I don’t know how many times I had repeated in the past. The man didn’t move, letting others fiddle with them. He knew that his life was handed over to others, and he was not willing to fight back any more.

Xuanshuang said: "It just so happens that some of the people here today are old subordinates of this sect, so I just want to give you a reminder. There are many new franchise people who will advise you in advance and never have the idea of ​​apostasy. If you want others to be unaware of it, unless you don't do it yourself, you'd better figure out who you are playing tricks in front of. Whoever dares to act boldly is his end."

Nangong Xue was silent and really suspected that they did it on purpose. She wanted to find a criminal offender this day to kill a chicken to warn the monkey.

The Left Guardian shouted: "I swear to be loyal to this sect. No matter how severe the punishment is, it is not the turn of my subordinates to take the guys." Then several people took a few bundles of wood and threw it in front of the man. Nangong Xue frowned and said to himself: "How cruel it is said, it turns out to be a stolen... Although it is both a sin, it is not so tragic!"

However, the church disciples acted beyond her expectations. They sprinkled a circle with dark blue phosphorus powder at his feet, took a bottle of liquid, dripped two drops, and immediately a flame rose up with a "cry". The person was almost completely covered by a light curtain, and the flames were actually dark blue, which looked a bit like ghost fire.

The noise of the crowd gradually became a little lighter, and it was obvious that this move was quite shocking. The fire was not very fierce, and it burned around for a while and wrapped him from head to toe. In the end, it gradually weakened until it was extinguished without waiting for the action.

The newcomers were both stunned, and a few people laughed and said that "there was a problem with the fire." Nangong Xue thought to herself: "If that person was determined to belong to the right path, his fate would not be gone. But... but..." She has never believed in ghosts and gods, and it is even harder to believe that such a bizarre thing was happening. If the heaven really had eyes, why did the righteous cause such heavy casualties and cause the Demon Cult to be rampant until now?

Xuan Shuang sneered and made a gesture. Another scholar came forward, arrived in front of the prisoner, pressed a short knife on his forehead, and then moved to the side. At first, everyone was confused and saw a thin layer of things rising up at the edge of the blade, and the lower end was covered with blood. Finally, they realized that the man was peeling his face. How could the young men have seen such a scene? They couldn't laugh.

However, they obviously underestimated the punishment. The man's blade cut across his neck and did not stop there. He cut it all the way, splashing out a few pieces of fine flesh, scattering all over the ground, blood foam flowing out, and the sound of falling to the ground was dripping like an endless rain of blood. The muscles were clearly divided, the blood vessels were cracked, and small blood holes were accumulated on the ground. Just now, burning with special flames was just to make his skin softer and easier to peel off. Everyone was frightened and turned their heads, and they were timid and wanted to disgust.

Xuan Shuang shouted, "I've opened my eyes wide and looked at it carefully! If I have no other intentions, why be guilty? This sect will always point only to outsiders, not to deal with my own friends."

Everyone forced his eyes to look straight, and tears flowed through his tears. Each knife fell, as if it had trembled on his body, and the pain penetrated into his heart. The man was so painful that his whole body twitched. The executioner had been trained for a long time and only told him to the extreme pain. For a while, he could not die, and his intestines flowed all over the floor. Nangong Xue bit her lower lip and cursed who thought of such torture. She was so hateful to others.

Jiang Liechen was used to this scene and disagreed, saying, "You should let yourself go first, the left guardian, you are here to supervise. Shuang Jin comes with me." Xuan Shuang sighed and followed him obediently. The two walked very fast and disappeared in a short while.

As soon as they walked forward, Nangong Xue could no longer bear it. A flying knife made a move, and a "whisper" sound shot into the man's chest. The man spread his limbs, but his face showed a look of relief. When his eyes closed, he was already extinguished.

A believer was furious and shouted, "Mu Zixun, why are you making trouble again? Don't take the rules seriously because the leader treats you differently! You might as well try it out!" A group of children from aristocratic families started to make trouble and shouted, "Yes, Mu Zixun is so arrogant! Let's teach him a lesson!"

In a mixed voice, Nangong Xue said coldly: "Punishment is used for living people. Isn't it ridiculous to spend so much effort just to deal with a dying person? If you have the time to do these stupid things, it is better to take more thoughts and discuss the major plan for attack. The Seven Evil Saint Lord is confused by himself, and you will also be fooled by him?"

The churchgoers heard what she said, both shocked and frightened. Several other stern people said, "Okay, things have come to this point, and it's useless to blame him any more. The punishment has only been halfway through. The leader will blame him later. How can we explain it?"

Someone suggested: "Just say that his physique is particularly poor, he died of anger halfway through?" The former said: "I'm confused! Look at the boss on his chest with a knife wound. Do you think the leader is blind and can't tell?" The other person said: "Otherwise, let's continue to execute the punishment?" The former person said: "The main person of the religion is to make people feel so painful that he is so heartbroken. Killing with one knife is too cheap. Now he's dead, and he's still punished!"

Nangong Xue saw everyone panic. Several people came forward to fiddle with the bodies, which looked like a disaster was coming, and she felt disdainful. She said, "Don't be busy. If he asks, you just put the responsibility on me. This is the case. One person does things and one person will not implicate you. Besides, this is true. Even if he stands in front of me, I dare to say this to him!"

Jiang Liechen and Xuanshuang came to a short bush next to the road. Before he could speak, Xuanshuang jumped away first and said, "Okay, I know what you are going to say. I haven't delayed practicing martial arts these days. How about it?" As he said that, he pulled his hands apart, jumped up, his heels were on the trunk of the tree, and he turned over several times in the air. A "swish" weapon was handed out. Sometimes he kicked and slashed, sometimes he slashed horizontally, and his sword energy was lingering, and his sword light was lingering. He was already the style of a generation of masters in his moves.

Even though Jiang Liechen praised in his heart, he was stingy in his mouth. Seeing Xuanshuang's body turn, the wind blowing in the willows, and he skipped flat without placing the ground. At some point, there was a pair of weapons in his hand. The left head was like the sun's ring, and the edge was sharp serration, and silver light shining; the right head was like the starry sky hook and moon, and he was about to stretch out the light here.

This is the "double wheels of sun and moon" that the Blood Demon Master used in rumor. Both of them came out together, and before the enemy could distinguish the situation, they were already in different places. The cold light flashed in the air, and even the blue sky was about to break open. A flexibly turned around, the double wheels flew into the air, reflecting the scorching sun and white light, which made them shine brightly.

Xuan Shuang flipped her arms, first holding the Sun Yat-Wheel, bent down slightly, kicked her heels, bounced up the Yuehui wheel and hit her back. At the same time, she bent down and turned around, and when the roulette turned around in front of her eyes, her palms popped out, and firmly held the heart. Turned her arms again, each side of her body, and the momentum increased under the cover of the two wheels.

Jiang Liechen praised, "Very good!" Xuan Shuang smiled, put away his weapons, and said, "Master, I only know now. Since practicing the Seven Evils True Art, although it is not easy to get started, it has really achieved twice the result with half the effort. After practicing the rest of the internal skills, it will be easy to learn. As a result, it is not impossible for me to become a first-class master."

Jiang Liechen said: "It will take some time, so it's not too rush." ​​He knew better than others that although Xuanshuang had been with him over the years, he was in a disagreement with his face. Sooner or later, he would still kill himself. The faster the progress of his skills is, it is just accelerating the arrival of this day, and it is indeed not worthy of joy.

Seeing that he was silent, Xuan Shuang was also depressed. He looked at the quiet mountains and forests around him and sighed. Jiang Liechen was slightly moved and said, "What, do you have any worries?" Xuan Shuang smiled bitterly and said, "In the past, there was a forest in Yinxue Palace... I first became your master, and it was there. Later, every time I saw you, I would sneak up on you, as if I was doing something awesome..." Jiang Liechen smiled coldly and said, "So what, you can't bear to leave?"

Xuanshuang said: "I just don't get used to it. After all, everyone will be nostalgic about the environment he grew up with. After many years, I don't know when I will have the chance to go back..."

Although he was showing off his strength, his heart could not help but feel sour. At that time, people and things were no longer the same, and I don’t know how much sadness was added. What had passed in the past was hopeless to be found again. He shook his head and argued: "I don’t miss that woman, I don’t miss her at all! But... I will miss the saplings I planted with my own hands. After a year, I wonder if it will grow into a towering tree? Will it bear fruit from a tree and who will be cheaper? Will there be birds building nests on its branches? Will those young princesses take slingshots to hurt it? I also miss the sparrows I feed with my own hands,

A few flowers and plants in the garden, the well in the backyard... and Xiaoxuan, she is just a fool and never knows how to take care of herself. I am not by her side, I don’t know if anyone will bully her anymore, nor do she know if she wants to think about it. In short, I am no longer the Ling Beile of the past, and I am no longer their master. Even if I go back in the future, they may not welcome me again... I am completely... completely separated from the palace... my home." After the parting, no matter how ordinary things in the past were, they were warm everywhere. It makes people sigh, but why did they not cherish it at the beginning?

Jiang Liechen said, "No prospect! You just think about these stupid things? When the season comes, all trees, birds and birds are about to die. I have never said that you can go back to the palace, but you drove them out and entered the Forbidden City. You should walk into the hall as your master and take back everything that originally belonged to you. Before that, you should practice more so that you can prepare for the future."

Xuanshuang smiled bitterly and said, "I often wonder if I have reached this point today, because I am too obedient to my nature and have not truly followed my heart? Even if I get unparalleled power, I will never have the happiness of the past. Is this obtained or sacrifice too much? If I have not been smart enough to be self-righteous and become a teacher... No, how good would it be? I am still happily waiting for Ling Beile, who is the prince, to live in an environment where wealth is superior and everyone loves. I only need to read a few books of homework every day, do a few easy questions, and play cards with friends in my spare time, that is the life that normal people should live. I don't want others to be afraid of me, as long as they can like me and get close to me... I am afraid that this simplest desire will also become a luxury."
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