Chapter 2777

Fortunately, job was spared.

Pile by pile, piece by piece.

Every single thing can be called a capital crime. If you add it up one after another, it's not too much even for the nine families!

This night,

The Ministry of punishment mobilized the public!

All cases are on the register!

The leader, with his men and the Imperial Army, directly surrounded Li Zhaojian's residence!

There are hundreds of people in the Li family, none of them can be spared!

And Wen Shuliang,

no

To be exact, it should be Li Shuliang. The blood of the Li family flows in his body. Naturally, he will be copied by the whole door with Li Zhaojian!

This night,

The city was stormy and restless.

Crying, shouting, desperation, everything was staged in the general's house.

Li Zhaojian, the culprit, has never opened his mouth, said nothing, and his face is as gray as ashes.

In the cottage,

The person Lin Shuang saw was indeed dyed white. That's right.

When the hatred value is full, ranbai starts to solve Lin Shuang. As for Wen Shuliang, he doesn't care.

Wen Shuliang can't escape the charges of implicating the nine tribes.

And about dyeing white,

The fallacy suddenly turned overnight.

Everything has been cleared, and now the truth comes out.

Ran Bai has never murdered Lian Yi.

Mufeng stronghold has never killed anyone and committed all kinds of evil.

On the contrary, they rob the rich to help the poor and never indiscriminately kill innocent people.

That group of people in the name of Mufeng stronghold were also cleaned up this night.

The Li family who has stood in the court for so many years.

It's dead.

Everything, everything,

It will come to an end.

The end of Li Zhaojian,

It's also a family of nine families. It's full of people.

The rainstorm that had been raining all day was over, and the temperature fell in a straight line. The bleak autumn wind rolled up the withered and yellow leaves and beat them on the ground, sending them with desolate sorrow for no reason.

Although the flowers and leaves withered, the maple trees all over the sky opened just right. The fiery red color was stacked one after another, like being poured with the brightest red blood.

That day,

The villagers on both sides of the road watched the scene as they passed the vegetable market before the execution.

Li Zhaojian was trapped in the prison car. His face was gray and haggard. His hair was messy. Even his beard had not been trimmed for days.

He pulled and shrugged his eyes, as if he had lost all his vitality in a moment and was old and could not stand up.

Probably, after ten years of deliberation, eventually

Such a failure was the heaviest blow to him.

More than a hundred people are under punishment.

Ran Bai and Lian Yi stood at the top, looking down at such a seemingly insignificant picture.

At the time of execution,

The scene was oppressive and solemn, and silently filled with a breath of death.

Wen Shuliang knelt on the ground and was tied with a rope. His body was shaking uncontrollably. His face was pale, even his lips were shaking, his eyes were dull and afraid.

He's scared.

In the face of death, he was really afraid.

Only at this time, when everything is over, Wenshu Liangcai feels real regret, inner despair and cry!

He doesn't want to die!

Wen Shuliang really regretted it.

This is different from everything he imagined.

Came to the dream and yearning capital,

He did not obtain fame, nor did he become an existence above many people, nor was he complacent.

The only useful identity has now become the culprit who pushed him to death!

Why did he come to Beijing? Why did he have to go to Beijing for the exam!

Why?

Wen Shuliang asked himself madly and desperately at the bottom of his heart.

He wants to live better, but now

It's all over.

If he could choose again, Wen Shuliang would rather he had never been to the capital from the beginning.

If only I were still in that small village.

If only he had been in Mufeng stronghold and hadn't left.

Bandit stronghold

yes,

Joab!

Wen Shuliang suddenly raised his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes. He seemed to be looking for something, almost eager and urgent, like looking for the last straw.

"He's looking for you." Lian Yi looked at the picture high, and his eyes were cool and light. There was no temperature in his eyes. The radian of the end of his eyes outlined something of the inherent coolness.

"It's no use looking for me." ranbai replied lazily. Today, she is still wearing a red dress with a blood stained color. From a distance, it's dazzling and dazzling, like the stars suddenly shining in the night sky.

The girl looked down at such a picture indifferently. At the moment of execution, blood went to the bone and splashed three feet.

The picture was extremely bloody and cruel, enough to make everyone present lose their look, and their stomachs rolled with the feeling of nausea and nausea again and again.

Many people even fainted when they saw such a scene.

Head on the ground, die in peace.

The girl in red stood at the highest point on the wall, flying like a blood coat in the wind, hunting and generating the wind, with 3000 ink hair scattered behind her, and evil cunning like a devil.

Dyed white looked at such a frightening picture calmly. The peach blossom eyes with hazy colors and cold and evil were like a thin layer of winter frost, which collected all the emotions.

The jumping pale golden light fell in her eyes, leaving a deep color that was difficult to distinguish, and there was no half temperature.

"Does it look good?" Lian Yi saw the girl just looking at her expressionless face, smiled slightly, and gently closed the cloak on dyed white.

Now it's late autumn, and it won't be long before winter. Since the end of the rainstorm that day and night, the temperature has dropped rapidly, getting colder and colder day by day.

"Not so much." dyed white replied faintly, a little careless, not in the mood to see it again, and made an objective and calm evaluation: "there is no beauty at all."

Lian Yi: "

"What the general said is very true." the slender young man's white and exquisite face holds a touch of light smile, with some refreshing warmth and cool meaning, carrying the beauty of green ink and Book fragrance in the flying snow colored clothes.

A gentleman is like jade, square and elegant.

After returning to the palace,

After confirming that the previous execution picture didn't give dye Bai the slightest impression, Lian Yi approached a little closer, put his jaw on the girl's shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "wait a little longer, pick a good day... Let's get married?"

I probably didn't expect that Lian Yi would suddenly put forward such a thing. Ran Bai deviated her eyes and looked at the gentle and exquisite face of the beauty in snow, "why do you suddenly mention this?"

"No reputation." Lian Yi frowned a little and said, "it's not good at all." he sighed gently. His fingertips wrapped a wisp of green silk and ink hair around the girl, bent his long and narrow eyes, swaying the broken light of the stars, low and bewitched: "marry me... Or you can marry me."

The existence of an emperor is above all the people in the world.

But the word "marry" is enough to see how much concession.