On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

Chu Heng looked up, the sky today is quite good, without a trace of dark clouds, and the sun is shining on his head, warming his body.

He blinked, his right eye was a little uncomfortable to see, and it was soaked in a little blood. It was Hua Qianchun's nails that scratched his eye before, and the blood was not wiped off in time. When he woke up again, his right eye seemed to be stuck with blood. Can only open a crack.

Behind Chu Heng, Nishang and Zhu Yu were tied back to back. It was only from Zhu Yu's words that he knew that they were escorted by Hua Qianchun early this morning to the street and tied up on the stage.

From the audience, one can see that the soldiers who have been on the battlefield are wearing Zhirui, with long knives in their hands, and the tip of their guns glowing with a cold iron light. I don't know if it's because I'm afraid that they can still act as monsters, or because I'm just guarding against someone else.

Yin Nanfei guessed at first: "This witch put us here to gain prestige?"

In the world now, there are more people who seek immortality and longevity. Countless small sects that have never been heard of have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain in recent years. Among them, Zheng Guo is established as the orthodox school with Hua Qianchun's national teacher.

Zhong Qian said angrily: "When our master comes, let's see how long she can be proud."

Up to this time, the boys and girls still had no fear. Although they didn't know what Hua Qianchun was going to do, they believed that she would not dare to do anything cruel.

But when the hour passed, there were more and more people on the street, and there were many people who stood watching them from a distance and began to discuss.

Even if their cultivation bases were suppressed to the early stage of Qi refining, their ears still worked. When they understood why they were tied here, their faces changed a few times.

Nishang couldn't stand it anymore, she looked at the empty daylight and estimated the time, there was only about an hour left before noon, more and more people were watching, and the people who might come to rescue them had never been seen, her two With a blink of an eye, he finally cried out in fear.

Zhu Yu comforted her: "Why cry, how could we die in this kind of place."

The disciple of Sanqingzong Yishui'er in the foundation period beheaded and died in front of mortals like this, he must have become famous in the entire cultivation world, and his death would be aggrieved.

Yin Nanfei tried to continue to break free from the rope, but the rope was tightly tied, and he could only move his neck up and down his whole body.

Zhong Qianyi tied him together, echoed Zhu Yu and said, "No matter how powerful Hua Qianchun is, can he be as powerful as the Lord of the Seven Peaks of the Sanqing Sect? Since Meng Meng and Xu Nian ran away last night, they must have been given to the master. Subpoenaed."

But as soon as these words were said, the few people were not stupid. If they had really been summoned back, why no one came to rescue them so far, there must be something wrong in the middle.

If you ask what is the most difficult time in the world, the disciples of the Sanqingzong will probably agree on the answer, the time to die is the most difficult!

Behind the high platform over there, Hua Qianchun was welcomed by several people to her seat. The seat was on the high platform above the high platform. Hua Qianchun sat down gracefully. The few children looked at the crowd below and circled around for a week.

"Why hasn't he been sentenced?"

Hua Qianchun picked up a grape, but didn't eat it, twirled it with her fingertips, and asked the people around her with a smile.

The people around him replied: "My lord, it's still half an hour before noon."

"But I'm bored waiting." Hua Qianchun sighed, "Don't wait for noon, wait a moment, if no one comes, then execute the punishment."

The man wondered why no one came, but he still responded, and the execution would start in a moment.

On the high platform, Ji Nishang began to weep in a low voice, Yin Nanfei and Zhong Qianyi also began to tremble all over, Chu Heng was tied up in front alone, with his hands tied behind his back on the high pillar, he had not spoken to Zhu Yu and the others, he lost too much blood last night. He was muffled to save his energy.

Zhu Yu managed to remain calm, and shouted, "Chu Heng!"

Chu Heng let out a "huh" to express that she heard it. Zhu Yu didn't know what to say after shouting, so she also thought a little confused, is she really going to die here?

Are you afraid of dying?

Afraid, definitely afraid.

They cultivators seek longevity, and when it comes to being afraid of death, they are probably more afraid than ordinary people.

Zhu Yu's eyes were red, and tears fell. She is the oldest, only in her 20s, and she can still be called a little girl in the cultivation world. She is about to die before cultivating immortality. She is more than unwilling, There is even more fear of facing death.

At this time, a shirtless burly man was holding a huge axe, and followed by two soldiers onto the high platform. The burly man walked around them and said with a smile, "Why are they all brats?"

The two soldiers who followed him were relatively silent and ignored him. Yin Nanfei and Zhong Qianyi saw the ax being carried by the man in front of them. The ax was clean, but the smell soaked in human blood couldn't be concealed, and it rushed straight to the tip of their noses. , the eyes of the two brothers and sisters were straightened, and a smell of urine came from under the two of them.

The man with the huge ax said to the two boys: "What are you afraid of? Since life is born, there will be a day when people will die. You are just walking a few days earlier."

Yin Nanfei and Zhong Qianyi's lips and teeth trembled, and they thought desperately that this was not a few days earlier, they thought it was at least hundreds of years earlier!

The man looked at Nishang and Zhu Yu again, shook his head and said, "These two girls are so pretty, what a pity."

Zhu Yu gritted his teeth, with tears streaming down his face, the person in charge of beheading finally walked up to Chu Heng and stood still.

Among them, Chu Heng was the first to perform the operation. When he went to see Chu Heng, he saw blood on the boy's face, his right eye was squinted, and he was looking up at the sky. His snow-white Taoist robe was also stained with blood. The most embarrassing of these people.

"You look like a man." The executioner praised, "Don't worry."

He raised the giant axe, which was like a toy in his hands, controlled between his hands.

"My family has been doing this for generations. I have beheaded thirty-three heads so far, and now I am very skilled with my hands." The man even gestured, "When the ax falls, it will take the blink of an eye. It won't hurt."

When Nishang over there heard what he said, she was sobbing softly, but she rolled her eyes and fainted from fright.

Zhu Yu gritted his teeth, his voice stained with tears: "Junior Brother Chu Heng, you were not implicated in this matter, we are the ones who implicated you."

Chu Heng only made a sound at this time, he lost blood and water, his throat was dry and hot, and he asked hoarsely, "How do you know it doesn't hurt?"

The executioner paused, and realized that he was asking him. He was very interested in this young man in Taoist robes, and he just thought that he was a cultivator, so in the end, he could still live without his head?

When I think that I can add some such great achievements in this life, I am very willing to talk to them a few more words.

"Why does it hurt?" the man said happily, "You have to trust my technique, the time is short, in the blink of an eye, you will die before you feel the pain."

"It hurts." Chu Heng looked up, not looking at this person, the sunlight shone into his eyes, it was too dazzling, tears came out of his eyes, and the blood on his right eye was washed down a little by the tears.

Hearing Chu Heng refute him, in the eyes of the executioner, these people are already dead, how can the dead refute him.

He said angrily: "Could it be that you have died before!"

Chu Heng closed his eyes and said softly, "It's still cold."

Unable to understand what Chu Heng was talking about, the man scolded: "So you're a fool."

After scolding, he went to tease Yin Nanfei and his brothers and sisters. The yelling of the two grandfathers and ancestors was much more fun than Chu Heng.

Chu Heng thought, how can there be no pain, not only pain, but death is a bone-chilling cold.

It's like being buried in a deep well, or sinking into a deep pool without breathing. What's more terrifying than pain is this kind of quiet to silent cold.

It is also like an endless wilderness, but there is not even the sound of the wind blowing.

There is nothing left, and death is such a terrible thing.

There were a lot of civilians watching under the stage, as if they were singing an opera on the high stage. Some people shook their heads and sighed that these were still young people. lively.

Xu Nian led the little bell, and led a tall black horse, and Nan Gongyin walked to the front. At the end of the West Street was a high platform that was nearly twenty feet long and twenty feet wide, and about two feet high. There were three tall pillars on the stage. , the one in the middle is tying Chu Heng.

Behind the high platform was a platform more than ten feet higher, Hua Qianchun and several officials were sitting there, Xu Nian looked over and saw Hua Qianchun's smiling branches trembling, and heard something funny.

Feng Ling'er looked around and figured out what the beheading meant. She saw that some people around her were excited, and even smiled excitedly. Even those with regretful faces seemed to be doing it on purpose. .

Little Bell felt a little frightened for no reason, pulled Xu Nian's sleeve and choked up, "Why are they laughing? Brother and sister Zhu Yu are going to be beheaded."

Xu Nian patted his junior sister's head, not caring about comforting her, and looked at the soldiers in Zhirui under the high platform. Nan Gongyin was right, a hundred or so soldiers were all right.

Nangong Yin laughed and said, "If I didn't know that this was a beheading, I would have thought that a stage was set up in front of me to perform for free just by looking at the people around me."

Feng Ling'er sniffed, she also knew how much she weighed, so she had no choice but to ask Nangong Yin: "Sister Nangong, save my brothers and sisters."

Nangong Yin raised his eyebrows: "What does this have to do with me, are you talking about the benefits of me helping you?"

Little Lingdang was speechless, she felt that Nangong Yin was right, but she also felt that Nangong Yin could be so cold-blooded, Feng Ling'er had no choice but to go to Xu Nian: "Little brother, what should we do?"

Could it be that three people came out and only two people were left when they went back?

Feng Ling'er just felt that it was like going back to that weird rainy night six years ago, tears fell down, why did Chu Heng have such ill-fated fate, he was obviously a long-lived person.

Xu Nian touched the black-haired horse beside him. This horse was about to be slaughtered when they went to buy it. It was rumored to have the blood of a wild horse. It was not tame and had injured several owners.

After all, Xu Nian is a cultivator of Taoism, and he is also a swordsman. The self-awareness of animals is more sensitive than that of humans. This horse was subdued after only one encounter with Xu Nian and Nan Gongyin. The people who persuaded Xu Nian not to buy it were amazed.

"I'm also afraid of death." Xu Nian said, with a hesitant expression on his face, "Even if I really broke in, I probably wouldn't be able to bring Chu Heng out without Hua Qianchun's hands."

Six years ago, he had the impulse to not be afraid of death, but the stable life in the mountains for the past six years has smoothed the edges and corners, not to mention that his mother probably didn't die, so he naturally has to save his life to find Huo Shiyun.

Feng Ling'er was no longer the six-year-old girl back then, and she knew the importance of this. She wiped her eyes, and it was the first time she hated herself so much for not cultivating Tao properly. Her cultivation base and sword use are good.

Nan Gongyin looked at Xu Nian, thinking that this kid would rob the court to save Chu Heng, seeing how good the relationship between the two seniors was, now she realized that it was nothing more than that, she thought to herself, as a man, Xu Nian is not bloody at all .

At this time, Nan Gongyin went to see Hua Qianchun, and saw Hua Qianchun moved his mouth to the people around him, and she saw the person beside Hua Qianchun waving at the executioner. She was surprised: "It's not here yet. At noon, did you see that man, he waved his hand to let the executioner prepare."

Xu Nian's face was pale and his hands and feet were cold. Seeing that the executioner had walked to Chu Heng's side, he subconsciously touched the black horse. There were canvas bags hanging on both sides of the saddle, and in the bag were sixteen unsharp swords. stand inside.

The black-haired horse snorted, and they were standing facing the high platform. Under the high platform, soldiers sealed off both sides of the West Street. The crowd of onlookers were trapped on both sides of the road. There was a foot-wide road in the middle of the road. As if to greet someone.

At this time, Chu Heng, who had been lowering his head, turned his eyes to the audience, and glanced at the more and more excited crowd below. He thought, what are you happy about? Is he going to die if he is happy?

He really is like this, life is not expected, death is cheering?

That's a really sad life.

Then they met a pair of eyes, and Chu Heng met Xu Nian's eyes in the audience. He saw Xu Nian's small pale face, and a pair of ink-like pupils that were bottomless.

Chu Heng moved his mouth, and said with the last bit of strength: "Leave quickly, it will scare you."

The voice in Xu Nian's ear became more and more complicated, and someone shouted: "Cut these monsters! Cut it quickly!"

But there is only that little voice in his ear, which will scare you.

What does it mean to scare him?

Chu Heng always thought of him as a child, but he was no longer that child. He was no longer the child who could be carried in a basket by his senior brother and walk in the mountains every day.

He is twice as tall as that big basket, okay? Chu Heng still thinks he is a delicate little doll, afraid that his head will be cut off and fall off to scare him?

Is he a fool to tell him this when he is dying?

He bought a sword and a horse and came here, but he didn't just leave obediently after listening to him say this sentence.

At this time, the executioner had already untied Chu Heng's rope, and two soldiers walked over to pick up Chu Heng. Chu Heng struggled, but was kicked hard by them in the bend of his leg, and immediately knelt down on the ground, his head was hit by someone. Grabbing and pressing on the groove of the stone pier in front, the neck was exposed.

The executioner said with a smile: "I can't wait for a cup of tea. If there is a card on it, you will die. Do you have any last words?"

Chu Heng moved his mouth, and the executioner frowned and couldn't hear what he said. On the high platform over there, Hua Qianchun threw a hand, and a "cut" sign fell to the ground, and the executioner raised his ax high——

At the same moment, Xu Nian had already got on his horse, and finally no longer hesitated whether to save Chu Heng or save his life to find his mother. He made a move with the Linlang Sword in his hand, using the sword as a gun, and threw it straight over.

This little sword cultivator of the Sanqing sect who only knows how to practice swords on weekdays, at this moment Linlang, the sword of killing that has been stained with the blood of thousands of armies, brought his lonely courage and desperate determination to come out with one strike It actually brought an unstoppable edge, and it went straight through the hand of the executioner who was about to drop the axe!

The man wailed, the ax fell to the side, his hands were nailed to the high platform, and he screamed in pain like killing a pig.

Chu Heng raised his head, and the sound of weapons and weapons in the audience was noisy and noisy. When he went to see the audience, he saw a person riding a tall black horse, it was Xu Nian.

Xu Nian kept pulling out the swords from the cloth bags on both sides of the saddle with both hands. He had no intention of hurting anyone. The unstrapped swords usually curled up after a few moves, and they had to be replaced with new ones as they were used.

He has practiced the Eighteen Forms of the Shangqing for six years, and today he finally used his sword to open the way here. The stability of his swordsmanship on weekdays has turned into the unstoppable power of a young man at this moment——

He wants to take Chu Heng away, he will leave!But he wants to take Chu Heng away with him!

Xu Nian had no distracting thoughts at this moment, all his attention was focused on the sword, and he attached the sword without a teacher with his true energy. Only Chu Heng on the stage.

Back then when Huo Shiyun asked him to run away, he ran far away.

Now that Chu Heng also let him leave, is he going to repeat the past?

Since he was nine years old, Chu Heng has taken care of him growing up, now he is going to leave his senior brother like a coward and leave!

You have to wait until you lose it to know that the person you lost...is it so precious.

Xu Nian's eyes gradually turned red, and the unkaifeng sword was sharper than Kaifeng's sword with its true energy. His face was splashed with blood, and his eyes were covered with blood. He felt that he had been cut three times on his back. The black-haired horse beneath him whined, tripped over the long gun on his front legs and knelt down, Xu Nian fell forward——

"Can you be a little more heartless!"

As soon as she leaned forward, someone grabbed her back, Nangong Yin drank from her mouth, and threw him onto a high platform that was already close at hand. With a sweep, a group of soldiers was swept in a fan shape.

Xu Nian rolled around on the high platform before stopping. The two soldiers who were already on the high platform surrounded him. Xu Nian met him with the last sword in his hand, and swept them off with the "Pingyang Luoqiuyan" high tower.

Yin Nanfei and Zhong Qianyi shouted: "Junior brother! Junior brother! Come and save us!"

Xu Nian didn't seem to hear, and walked straight towards Chu Heng.

Chu Heng knelt there and straightened his body. His eyes followed Xu Nian. Xu Nian walked towards him. Blood dripped from Nian's fingertips drop by drop.

"Brother."

Xu Nian yelled in a low voice, he bent down, Chu Heng was embraced by him in his arms, Xu Nian put his hands through his body to untie the rope for him.

Chu Heng thought it was a little funny, as if his and this child's identities were reversed in normal times, obviously he was the one who held his junior in his arms and carried him on his back when he was a child.

He moved his nose and smelled the smell of blood on Xu Nian's body again, and said hoarsely, "I told you to leave."

"I saved your life back then." Xu Nian sniffled, "How could your life be gone without my consent?"

"Looking at such a big man, why is he still so childish?" Chu Heng replied softly.

Xu Nian untied the rope, and reached out to wipe the dried blood on his face: "Just now, when that man's ax was about to fall, what did you say?"

Chu Heng looked into his dark eyes, and the expression on his face was suppressed. He moved his mouth, finally showing some sad emotions.

"I don't want to die," he said.

Xu Nian nodded: "Then I will take you away! You said you don't want to die, I will never let you die!"

Chu Heng looked at his face covered with blood, the originally delicate eyebrows and eyes looked a little scary now, but those eyes looked at him stubbornly like a child who didn't grow up.

Chu Heng wanted to say that he was still a child, and only children would say such naive words, but he reached out and hugged the child.

He yelled: "Let's go together! Let's get out of here together!"