A villain who killed the chief would naturally not have any good endings.

Zhou Xinmiao held a vigorous critical meeting for Sangel. Dadar's herders surrounded the high platform, waiting to watch the show.

Sanger's mouth was sealed, and his hands and feet were tied firmly to the platform. Although she was very scared, she was struggling hard, but unfortunately her hands and feet were still motionless, and everything was useless.

Under the platform, the torches are clear.

Zhou Xinmiao accused Sangel of his voice like a cuckoo crying blood, making people unbearable to listen.

Sangel was charged with a demon, and such a person could only be burned to death.

The wizard and his disciples began to sing and dance around the platform. In the cold weather, they were bare-handed, covered with scary masks on their faces, feathers on their heads, and ancient and obscure spells in their mouths, which made people feel awe.

Suddenly, the wizard raised his hands high, chanting to the sky, and actually spit out a fire dragon from his mouth.

The herdsmen exclaimed one after another, and knelt down and bowed.

Zhou Xinmiao took the torch from Xiangmeng's hand and walked slowly to the high platform.

She raised her head and looked at Sanger with a smile. When the latter widened his eyes and was extremely frightened, she pushed the torch onto the pile of firewood.

The fire, which was poured with pine oil, was suddenly ignited, and the flames burned all the way to the high platform with the wind.

Sanger struggled desperately, and his unwilling whine sounded unwillingly from his mouth.

At this moment, two men in black suddenly fell from the sky, wearing wet coats, as if they were ready, as if they were going to take the risk to rescue Sanger.

Zhou Xinmiao quickly took two steps back and said loudly: "This is a demon's accomplice, take it down."

As soon as he finished speaking, a red figure suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and she almost fell on the platform with the other two black shadows.

The three of them started fighting quickly.

There was a burst of exclamation under the platform.

The guards held crossbows, but they were reluctant to launch them because they knew that the man in red was the princess who valued the most.

Some time ago, I mobilized people to find someone for her.

Xiangmeng looked up for a while and asked Zhou Xinmiao: "Princess, Fengxing people are worth ten. Master Mo Li is their opponent?"

Zhou Xinmiao curled the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "You just look at it."

Their voices were very low and the scene was so lively that no one noticed them at all.

The struggles on the high platform gradually distinguished the level.

The red figure was one to two, but slowly gained the upper hand. The two black shadows seemed to be unable to do anything to her.

In a few breaths, one of the men in black was kicked by her. The whole person tilted, rolled down from the platform, and fell into the fire. First, he was heavily thrown, and then the tongue of fire rushed to his body. The man fell to the ground and kept rolling, screaming with a wolf crying and howling.

The guards guarding below rushed over. They held spears in their hands, and they didn't have to worry that the fire on the man would burn. Everyone held spears and stabbed the man in black. The man was instantly stabbed into a hedgehog, and he snorted a few times before he died.

"Little sister!" Xi Zelin could see clearly on the platform, knowing that his girl was no longer alive, and he felt extremely sad at the moment. He roared, his eyes were as red as fire, and he rushed towards the man in red.

He had a powerful weapon in his hand, but unfortunately he couldn't touch the corner of the man in red. After several rounds of attack, he not only did not gain any advantage, but was restrained everywhere.

Xi Zelin didn't understand when such a master appeared beside Zhou Xinmiao? You must know that the old people who followed King Qing'an were almost dead!

When the two sides fought, they were most afraid of being careless and distracted. Xi Zelin was distracted, and Qin Daixin took action. She saw the opportunity and kicked him on the wrist suddenly, hitting his numb tendons. Xi Zelin let out a "Oh", his hands were numb and weak, and the sharp weapon in his hand fell on the platform with a bang. He was about to bend down and pick up the knife, but the man suddenly kicked it to his chin. He heard a slap, as if the bones on his chin were broken, and then a sharp pain came, and Xi Zelin fell to the ground immediately.

Qin Daixin looked at the man who couldn't stop rolling on the ground, and understood in her heart that this man was afraid that he would betray Yan Huang's Xiaoxi.

She squatted on the ground, pulled off the face towel from the man in black, and indeed saw a familiar face.

They must have seen it in the backyard of Chen Ji Grocery Store.

Xiaoxi's eyes were full of resentment. His mouth was covered with bruises and blood was flowing down the corners of his mouth. His chin was in a very strange shape. Beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead formed a stream and flowed down from his temples.

That hurts.

Qin Daixin smiled slightly, "How is it like being a traitor? How does it feel?"

Xiaoxi was stunned, thinking that the sound sounded very familiar, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he thought about it.

"You, who are you..." He can't speak at all now, but if he doesn't ask the questions in his heart, how could he be in peace?

Qin Daixin didn't say anything. She reached out and grabbed Xiaoxi's collar and hung the person in the air.

Xiaoxi was surprised. Why is this person so strong? Judging from her figure, she should be a woman, so how could she have such great strength?

The people below were also shocked. Xiao Xi was not thin, had a medium figure, and was very strong. At this time, she was caught in the air like a little chicken. This was so incredible.

Qin Daixin smiled and said, "If you want to know who I am, go down and ask the King of Hell!" After that, he relaxed his hand gently.

Xiaoxi fell at an astonishing speed, and then he heard a plop, and his back fell to the ground, and after he fell to the ground, he quietly began to say something.

The guards hurriedly surrounded him and pointed his spear at Xiaoxi. This man was extremely dangerous. Even if he didn't know his life and death at this time, he should be careful.

Zhou Xinmiao waved his hand, and everyone held on to the spear again, piercing Xiao Xi to the heart.

Now, I can't live completely.

On the platform, ashes were flying everywhere, and flames were rushing towards the platform with the wind.

Sanger's black hair was flying, tears streaming in his eyes, looking particularly pitiful.

Qin Daixin walked up to her and said, "I guess the child you lost before should not belong to the prince, but to the man just now, right?"

Sanger widened his eyes slightly, not understanding how she knew about this.

Moreover, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and fear for the person in front of her.

Who is she? Have you seen her before?

"Woo, um." Sanger struggled, the crackling spark was so terrifying.

Qin Daixin smiled and walked towards Sanger and said, "Do you really want to know who I am?"

Sanger felt more and more familiar with the voice, but she couldn't remember it at all.

Qin Daixin smiled and stretched out her hand to leave the golden mask on her face.

Sanger's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets.

It was her, it was her!

Qin Daixin smiled, as if she was very satisfied with the feelings on her face.

"Why should I call you Sangel, or should I call you Qi Baochan? People like you only think about using men and relying on men. In the past, you used to use Jingmu, and later you used Xiaoxi. Although Xiaoxi rescued you from Yanhuang, you were afraid that you would still die in my hands. Speaking of which, fate is really a wonderful thing. Jingsen and Xiaoxi all died in my hands. The next one is you. This time, no one will save you again." After that, she put the mask on her again, then looked at Sangel, and jumped off the platform.

Sangel was silent on the platform. She didn't know whether she had thought about the past or her fate. Gradually, tears actually appeared in her eyes. Perhaps she knew that she was doomed, Sangel was extremely calm.

Qin Daixin!

She never thought that the two would meet again, and it was in such an occasion!

Sanger looked down at Zhou Xinmiao and suddenly laughed. Her laughter was blocked in her mouth by the rag, which sounded so unreal...

Zhou Xinmiao, you would never have imagined what will be waiting for you next!

When Sanger thought of this, he became more and more happy.

The fire dragon rushed up and gradually swallowed the high platform. Sangel's smile slowly turned into a shrill one. The pain of the scorching fire on the skin was unimaginable to ordinary people. Pain does not mean the end.

Maybe one day, that person will die in a more painful way, and she will wait for her below.

The fire gradually diminished and the smoke disappeared.

Everything returned to tranquility, and the fire sacrifice that appeared in Dadar returned to peace quietly as if it had never happened before.

If it weren't for the charred land, if it weren't for the faint burning smell in the air that reminded people, perhaps all this would be regarded as a dream! Some people think it was a nightmare, while others think it was a beautiful dream.

Apart from Sanger, Zhou Xinmiao felt that her world became quiet again, but...

"Master, you stood on the platform for so long that day, but what did you say to Sanger?"

Qin Daixin smiled slightly, "Yes, the princess is indeed keen."

"What did you say?"

"Xiaodao just counts that the child that Sanger lost before was not Wang [31 Novel Network                                                   

"Oh?" Zhou Xinmiao was stunned. Can such a thing be calculated?

Qin Daixin said again: "Princess, Xiaodao has written a few talismans for you, put a few of them on the pillow, and boil the other two and drink it!" Qin Daixin took out a few pieces of stacked talisman paper from his arms.

Zhou Xinmiao's expression froze slightly. To calculate, he had several lives on his hands. If these people's wronged souls do not dissipate, wouldn't he be affected again?

"It's still the Taoist priest who thinks about Zhou Dao." Zhou Xinmiao signaled Xiangmeng to get it.

Xiangmeng bent her knees and stepped forward to take the talisman paper.

Qin Daixin told her in detail again, which ones were placed under the pillow, and which two were left to drink with boiling water.

Xiangmeng wrote down one by one, and then returned to Zhou Xinmiao.

At this moment, Qin Daixin's face suddenly became solemn, and she reached out to count.

Zhou Xinmiao and Xiangmeng couldn't help but look at each other.

"Master..."

Qin Dai said with a serious expression: "Oh no..." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!