Chapter 4 Beheading 2

The warm sun at the end of winter shone on everyone with the gentlest light. On the high execution platform, the woman tied to it looked haggard and her lips were dry.

The veiled half-faire Muying stood behind Fu Zishut. She stared at the forsian figure, and a trace of intolerance flashed in her eyes.

"Master." She lowered her head.

"Go ahead." Fu Zishu knows what she wants to do.

Mu Yu nodded, turned around and took the tray from the hand of the government official, and slowly walked from the back to the steps under the attention of everyone.

This chopping platform has steps to go up, front, back and right. Mu Yu's green clothes slowly swayed in the sun, and many people in the imperial city couldn't take their eyes off and looked at the legendary beauty. Obviously, they can't see their appearance because of the veil. Why do all people even breathe much slower?

There was a shadow in front of his eyes, and the corners of the forsythia's mouth rose slightly.

"Sister Mu Wei..."

The executioner on both sides of the forsythia made way, and Mu Yi squatted down and brought the tea bowl to the forsythia's mouth.

Foria looked at her gratefully, "I'm thirsty..."

Although it is winter, when you keep basking in the sun, you will naturally feel dry mouth and tongue. Lian Jian drank water quietly, and Mu Ying looked at her with a little guilt in her tone.

"You wanted to see your master before... I'm sorry that I couldn't convince him."

Lian Jian shook her head slowly. She smiled and said, "Sister Mu Yu, I asked for this. You don't have to let it go."

"Formentia..."

"Hmm?"

"...I'm sorry."

Fortear shook his head quickly, "You don't have to say sorry, you haven't done anything wrong."

"Yes!" Mu Yu's tone suddenly became excited, "You didn't do anything wrong!"

"..." Lianqi looked at her in a staring way.

"I have been paying attention to you for the past two years." Mu Yi said slowly, "I want to know what would have happened to the girl I sent to the Mu family... Lian Jian, do you know, when you become better and better, I am really happy for you. It's just that things have become like this now..." Mu Ying's voice gradually lowered, and she slowly approached Forgings and held her in her arms. "You are very brave... but I... I don't have your courage..."

What a warm embrace.

The fortear wants to sleep like this.

There is a faint fragrance around.

The executioners on both sides looked at the half-immortal Muyi in surprise, and the people below were also in an uproar.

- What's wrong? How could the legendary half-immortal Muyu hold a death row prisoner?!

The fortight's hands were fixed behind her with shackles. She had no way to hug Muying and could only lean on her quietly. Despite this, there was still a smile of remembrance at the corners of her mouth.

She still remembers that the first time she had the desire to practice spells was to see Mu Ying dancing swords in the wind at the top of the empty mountain. She will never forget that kind of suffocating beauty. If only she could do this," she did think so at that time.

At first, when she practiced martial arts, she consumed too much physical strength. Fortunately, Mu Ying took care of her diet and sent her soup every day.

At that time, Mu Yu said that you let me see myself when I first came to the empty mountain.

She found her own shadow on the fortear, but with the passage of time, she found that the future of the fortear was very different from hers. What Forteor does is something she can't do. Forthia can bravely say no to the five leaders, but she can't do anything...

"Everyone calls me a semi-immortal... but I don't know whether they are right or wrong..."

"Lord Mu and Mu, time... it's coming!" The executioner on the side stammed - for the first time to talk to the first beauty so close, can he not stagger!!

"I know." Mu Ying let go of forsythia. She put the teapot and tea bowl into the tray and slowly stood up with the tray in her hand.

Fortear can't turn back because of the shackles on her body, but her voice is still very happy, "Sister, go back quickly."

Mu Yu looked at her and slowly retreated to the edge of the stairs. She turned around and flew down.

Lian Jian turned his head and asked, "Brother executioner, you just said that it's time?"

"Ah, that's right." The executioner looked back at the sandalwood that was about to burn out on the stove behind him, and had prepared all the knives in his hand, just waiting for the king of Chu to give an order.

The king of Chu behind the beheading platform held his chin with one hand and looked at the fortula figure listlessly. He had been sitting here and waiting for a long time!

"King." The close follower came to him and bent down and said, "It's time to start."

"Yes!" The king of Chu quickly sat up straight. He resisted the desire to yawn, threw the token in front of him to the ground casually, and shouted, "Secution!"

Lian Jian was shocked. How come the time came? That, that! - She's not ready yet!!

"Wait, wait!" Lian Jian shouted loudly.

"I'm sorry." The executioner behind her pulled out the sign behind her, pressed her whole body forward on the iron plate, and her head was completely fixed.

"Hey, hello!" Even the upturned face is about to turn blue, "I still have something to say!" Don't be in such a hurry!"

A burst of knife light flashed from his face, and Lian Jian was scared to pale, didn't he? Behead!! Is it really coming like this?! In fact, she could have said it earlier... But... Although she didn't want to admit it, in fact, she still wanted to know if he... would come?

In fact, if you die in the battle, the current fortear will never be afraid. But... but now she is pressed on such a high cutting platform, a group of dark audience under him, and looking at the frightening knife above his head, she, she, she... she suddenly became nervous!!

"Don't, don't! I have something to say!! I still have something to say!!!"

The executioner looked at him blankly. The knife in his hand was already held high in mid-air. Just as he gritted his teeth and was about to cut it down, he suddenly found that his body could not move. He tried hard to break free from this invisible power, but found that... he couldn't move?

Everyone was watching, because the executioner's posture had been maintained for too long, so everyone couldn't help whispering.

"What, what's going on?" The king of Chu looked at the executioner strangely, "He is cutting!"

The forsorgia's heartbeat has been accelerating, but she also found that why did the executioner behind her not move?

Several leaders looked at each other, and it was obvious that someone was stirring the situation.

"Senior Fu..." Among them, the head of the butterfly dance school asked with his eyes.

"It's not him." Fu Zishu shook his head.

Although the person who came has deep internal strength, he is definitely not the night god Cang Liusu.

The executioner on the beheading platform swallowed his saliva. He was also anxious and struggled desperately, but his body really couldn't move at all. His hands are held so high that even his arms are sore, but there is nothing he can do!!

I don't know if it's because of the sun above his head. Why does he feel that his eyes are black now, and what he sees in his sight is getting more and more strange?

It seems that everyone is shaking?

It's not right! He is shaking!!

No, no! - It's this question that the platform is shaking!!

He was shocked. Now his body can move. He turned upside down with the shaking of the chopping platform and barely stabilized himself in front of the pillar beside him. "What's going on?!" He looked around in surprise.

How can this thousand-year-old Zhantai want to collapse?!

The onlookers were stunned by the roaring questioning platform. They couldn't help retreating, and even the king of Chu in the rear stood up and retreated to a safe distance under the protection of everyone.

The only ones who did not move were the four leaders, Fu Zishu, and Mu Yu and Lan Ming behind him.

With a loud "boom--" sound, the high questioning platform collapsed from the air in an instant! Together with the ground around it, there is a huge crack!

I'm going to die! - Forsythia closed her eyes and the wind roared from her ear. She didn't expect to encounter such a thing when she beheaded. I really don't know if it was her luck or misfortune! But... she waited for a long time. How could the pain appear, but it didn't appear??

The fortear slowly opens its eyes...

......

......

......

She looked at the scene in front of her with a dull face. Not only she, but also so many onlookers around her stared at the two people on the stage.

Strange! - Hasn't the Zhantai collapsed?! How, how...

Lian Jian lowered her head. Yes, this is the Zhan platform. She was still pressed on the iron plate, and her body was fixed and could not move at all.

is still at this height, and the bottom is still dark.

The stone pillars and fences beside them are intact.

Everything is intact.

It didn't collapse.

There is no ground crack.

No...

This, this, this...

The executioner behind Lian Jian also looked at his hands incredibly. What's going on? Shouldn't he have fallen to death? How...how did he...

Ah! Lian Jian's eyes lit up, and she thought of it! - It's an illusion!!

Illusion! It's definitely an illusion!!

So! Everything just now is fake!!

- Someone came to save her?!

Is it a small crescent? Is it from the Mu family?

But she can't do well in her current posture... As she was complaining, she suddenly found that the executioner behind her would take out the key and untie the shackles on her neck?!

"Hey, hey?! What are you doing?! ...Don't, don't--ah!"

The executioner shouted, but his body still untied the shackles without persuasion. At this time, the foreared's neck was free. She straightened her upper body and looked carefully through the crowd, but...

"I don't know who the master is, please show up." The head of the butterfly dance stood up from his seat and looked at the crowd in front of him and said seriously.

Their leaders are all here, and there are still people who come to make trouble without knowing whether they are alive or dead? Are you tired of living?!

"Haha..." An old laugh came from the crowd, and the people beside him quickly dispersed everywhere, so that he was directly exposed to everyone's sight. Laughing, he rubbed his nose and said, "I'm just an old man. I'm not a master - butterfly dance leader. You are so murderous that you look up to me too much."