Chapter 310

Nangong Yun's voice dropped. Qingluan, standing by the vermilion gate, bit his lip. His hand with a thin cocoon had already covered his waist and was about to move.

Luo Wuyou seems to feel something in his heart.

Suddenly, I looked up at her. It was as deep as fog. There was a little crystal in her eyes. Qingluan's heart was suddenly pulled. It was very far away from each other. There were countless people and snow all over the sky.

But she understood her eyes, and the hand that fell on her waist finally came down. However, the cold air all over her body was thicker and heavier

Luo Wuyou was wriggled by the bodyguard, tied up the rope, and put on the prison cart.

"Worry free..." Mrs. Gu cried out sadly. She wanted to go forward, but she was stopped by several bodyguards. The old man's face was full of tears and he was angry. Finally, she couldn't help but look up and faint.

"Miss..."

"Old lady, old lady, wake up..."

"Miss..."

The people in Gu's house are in chaos. Luo Wuyou stands on the prison cart. Looking at this scene, his eyes seem to be filled with dark dead gas, just like a sudden storm. However, Luo Wuyou disappears in Xuni.

"Red brocade cuts autumn, help my grandfather and grandmother go back, take good care of my grandmother, if you still recognize me as a young lady, go back quickly, don't follow me!"

Luo Wuyou's voice was cold and sharp, his face was cold, and his whole body was emitting a cold breath. The purple cloak had already fallen in the pull. The girl stood in the prison car in a thin scarlet dress, with a pathetic smile. She was biting her lips, and her throat was filled with a sweet smell of rust.

"No, miss, don't..."

"Miss Miss... "

How can Jin Qiu shake his head like this? Red brocade tears crazy, suddenly climb to Nangong Jingli, beg bitterly.

"Lord, please, please help Miss, miss, she is not a kind of enchantress, she is not, no, you help her, help her, maidservant, please..."

Nangong Jingli allows red brocade to hold his knees and his face is overcast. How can he not want to save it? But how can we save her?

The man's eyes suddenly closed, and then opened, a glimmer of cold light flashed in the dark eyes, but he kicked the red brocade with a kick, "Luo Wuyou has ruined the country, the crime is unforgivable, and he is quickly escorted to the execution ground!"

Word by word, weighing more than a thousand pounds, Nangong Jingli said, and the man had turned over and mounted his horse.

Red brocade was stunned, as if he could not believe what he had heard. Turning his head, he yelled at the top of his voice, "don't take my lady, don't..."

She got up and rushed madly to the side of the prison cart, but was held by the guards and slapped in front of her chest.

"Red brocade --"

LUO Wuyou saw that the red brocade vomited blood, and his eyes were itching to crack. He held the prison cart in his hands and pinched the joints to white. His voice was hoarse and sharp, but he was extremely fierce.

"Hongjin, Jianqiu, help my grandfather and grandmother to go back. Do you hear me? If you still recognize me as a young lady, help them go back. Uncle, aunt, take good care of them

"I believe worry free, worry free will come back. Take good care of my grandfather and grandmother. Don't follow me. Do you hear me..."

The execution wasn't good. She didn't want them to see that.

Gu Lin's tears have already turned to tears. Seeing her mother-in-law fainting and the girl being taken to the prison car, she is helpless. In her eyes, she is such a fierce person. How can she become a prisoner under the ranks?

What will be waiting for her next? They dare not even think about it.

"Worry free, you are the one who cares for my family. I care for my family. I never fear death. I want to die together and live together!" Gu Qingyan's eyes were straight and carefree, and his eyes were full of absolute resolution.

Die together, live together!

As the car gradually moved away, Luo Wuyou's eyes finally fell down. However, he turned his head and gently shook his head. He called to Gu Yan, "uncle, take good care of my grandfather and grandmother, wait for me to come back..."

My uncle is urging her to call for Yanyun 72 riding, but she can't. If she really calls for Yanyun 72 riding, she will be doomed to bear the name of rebellious.

That's the real overturn!

Moreover, she could not fall into the situation of unfaithfulness and unfairness, nor harm Rongdi and disobey the emperor's order. Even if the rongwangfu was respected, she could not escape the disaster.

That man, to her kindness, she must not bite the hand that feeds!

God let her rebirth, she does not believe that God will destroy her like this, then what is the significance of her rebirth? But this game, how should she solve, how to break?

This crime is like a mountain on her head. The emperor ordered her to get rid of her. Nangong Yun didn't give her a chance!

At this time, she fell into the Jedi again!

Luo Wuyou bit his lips and forced back the tears in his eyes. He tried to calm himself down. She can't be disordered. She can't be disordered now. She doesn't want to die. She has to think about self-help!

But now that it is, what can she do?The officers and soldiers of the brigade escorted the chariot to a large open space outside the city, where a high platform had already been erected. On the platform, two huge peach tree poles were erected in a cross, but under the platform were covered with dried wood branches.

Luo Wuyou was put out of the prison cart and tied to the stake with iron rope.

The cold wind is fierce, blowing the girl's hair and dancing wildly. The train is flying. The white snow flakes fall on the girl's head from the sky, and a thick layer falls on her body. The cold cold wind pours down into the body along the neck and neck sleeve, which is cold to the bone.

"Come, execute, and bring twelve soul nails!" Nangong Yun's words rang out in the cold wind, and Nangong Jingli heard the speech and his face was livid: "Uncle Huang, what kind of soul nail, isn't it burned by fire?"

Nangong Yunleng explained: "before leaving, the Emperor gave the king twelve soul nails. The spirit of this demon is too strong. She must be nailed with soul nails to burn her body and kill her spirit. Only then can she be once and for all."

Burn its body and destroy its spirit!

Nangong Jingli clenched the back teeth. If the fire was not enough, he would also be punished with bone nails. What would destroy his demon soul? It's just ridiculous. If Luo Wuyou is really an enchantress, how can he save so many people?

Langqing, it must be Langqing!

As clever as Nangong Jingli, how could he not understand the truth? Although his father and emperor were involved in Buddhism, he could not have thought of such a vicious method. Only those sordid magicians could think of such a cruel method and use it.

Lang Qing is capable, but he doesn't understand why Lang Qing used such a cruel method to treat Fu Luo without worry. If we say that he hates Luo Wuyou most, there is only one person who most hopes that Luo Wuyou will die.

What is the relationship between Langqing and that man?

Nangong Jingli thought a lot for a moment. However, looking at the golden dragon shaped bone nails brought up by the guards, he had no time to think about anything else. The twelve bone nails were very thick and had more than three feet roots.

It can be imagined how painful it is to be nailed into the bones and flesh. After all, how many disasters should the girl bear before she can give up?

There is a trace of blood red in the stars of Nangong Jingli. At the moment, he hates his own powerlessness. If he is not the prince, if he is the emperor of life and death, can he stop all this?

A belief in the heart of men wantonly soaring!

Two people are not far away, the voice of the conversation is more clear through the cold wind into the girl's ears on the high platform, but the girl seems to be unaware of the general secluded eyes, only looking at the distance, the way stumbling to catch up with the crowd.

Grandfather, grandmother, uncle, aunt, red brocade cut autumn, ink Tangyuan, and pale elder martial brother

They, after all, came.

Behind them, there was a long line of people hanging behind them. At a glance, they could not see the end. All of them were ragged and thin, but they rushed here in a hurry despite the wind and snow!

All the people who had been treated by Luo Wuyou in Qizhou mansion came here.

However, the officers and soldiers held swords and blocked their steps.

"Guan ye, please release the county Lord. She is a good person and our benefactor. She is not a witch. Please let her go..."

"Adults, please, let her go. She saved so many lives for us. She could not take her clothes off her clothes to treat our diseases. She helped us buy rice for us. If it wasn't for her, we would have died long ago. How could she be a witch? Please let her go..."

"That is, if the head of the county is a witch and really wants to harm the country, will she still do so? Someone must have set up the county Lord. The eldest master didn't go to see the villains, but he wanted to burn the county Lord. Is there any reason in the world... "

"Please let the county master go, let the county master go..."

"Please let the county master go..."

“……”

Tens of thousands of people all kneel down and plead in unison. It seems that even the earth is shaking. Even yue'e comes with her child in her arms. Gu Tingzhi and Gu Qingyan kneel in front of them. They look at the girl on the high platform, and their hearts are broken.

Since Wuyou refused to call Yanyun 72 cavalry, their only hope now is to impress the king of Jin with public opinion. At least, they can let the king of Jin be suspended and give Wuyou a chance. This is what Wuyou pleads with the king of Jin.

Since she has done so, she must have her reason.

The only thing they can do now is that.

Luo Wuyou looks at the old man kneeling on the ground and the scene of people's pleading. His eyes are slightly red and the waves are rolling in his chest. When he thought of benevolence, he saved them, but he didn't expect to get such a reward from them now.

There is no time to lose.

Nangong Jingli looked at Nangong Yun and advised him again, "Uncle Huang, public opinion must not be violated. Please give Luo Wuyou at least a chance. If she can prove it, how about asking his father to make a decision then?"

Rao is Nangong Yun. At this time, his face is complicated. Who would have thought that a little girl should have such a high voice among the people and saw countless people pleading against the wind and snow.

Who can be indifferent?

Can think of the emperor's words, but he can only faint sigh.Nangong Yun was silent for a moment, looked up, and his voice was cold and harsh, "if there is any trouble, kill the ground, come, light, and execute!"

That sound was a talisman.

Gu Laozi and Gu Qingyan almost fainted on the spot. They thought they had a chance of life, but they didn't expect that Nangong Yun didn't leave any love this time!

A special guard who was in charge of execution threw down the torch. The dry wood branch was burning fiercely. However, another person picked up the dragon shaped bone nail on the bright yellow silk cloth and shot at the girl on the high platform. The ten bone nails were shot into the whole body's acupoints, and the nails penetrated into the bone. All of them were like gouging out the heart.

Ten bone nails, blink of an eye into the girl's delicate body, only the end of the ten bone nails is still exposed.

The girl's face was whiter than snow, her forehead was cold sweat and Cen Cen, and she was still biting her teeth. She didn't even think of it. She was lucky to experience it again.

The corner of her mouth raised a smile of self satire. I don't know if she is lucky enough to be reborn again this time?

Blood, such as the column, soaked the girl's red skirt, along the skirt all the way, fell on the high platform, the thin layer of snow on the wooden platform was also dyed into a piece of red snow in the blink of an eye.

Bright red glare, burning life pain, raw pain!

"Miss..."

"Worry free..."

Under the high platform, the four people of Hongjin Jianqiu were crying with heart cracking and lung cracking. The old man Gu shed a line of muddy tears, as if he was more than ten years old in an instant, and Gu Qingyan was even more tearful.

Seeing the sufferings of one's closest relatives, is that a sentence of grief that can be done?

Who said that a man has tears, but not to the sad place!

Liu Suifeng, why don't you come? Why don't you come?

Nangong Jingli glared at the star eyes, and his face was very dark. Looking at the high platform, the fire, the girl was covered with blood. He pinched his fingernails into his flesh. Only with that pain, could he restrain his impulse to fly to release her!

The pain of piercing bone, the pain of burning body!

She was a silent bear down, Luo Wuyou, Luo Wuyou, why are you so stubborn, stubborn let people feel pain!

The wind of Lingli blows, and two golden awns flash in the air again. The two dragon shaped bone nails shoot at the young girl in the blazing fire again. They are about to be nailed into the girl's brow. All the people hide their faces and can't bear to look again.

Nangong Jingli's eyes shrank, and he could not help it. The reins in his hand loosened. He was about to fly forward. Suddenly, there were two silver awns in the air, which were like fast stars, directly on the two dragon shaped bone nails.

Actually, the dragon shaped bone nail was split into two parts and fell into the snow with two clicks.

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