Bai Yujing

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The pale golden clouds are lingering, and the quiet and solemn Baishitai is boundless. The white jade pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes are like piercing the sky, spotless, like the needles of the sea, standing firmly in the middle of the stone platform, just looking up Just one glance can teach people to be afraid.

This is the execution platform specially set up by Bai Yujing.

There is a lot of killing here, and few people come here on weekdays, but today, countless palace people are surrounded, playing music and chanting scriptures, each performing his duties.

Lin Yan was dressed ceremoniously, with a gorgeous crown and court shoes, a python robe and a jade belt, and the ever-lasting dazzling white light from Bai Yujing illuminated his bright red costume, making his complexion extraordinarily white.

He didn't seem to like Wenhan like these bright colors, if he didn't ask for court clothes, he wouldn't wear them at all.

Looking from a distance, the tall and majestic Jianzhantai is independent of the world, showing the supreme majesty of the heaven and earth, and the majestic style of the Tianjia.

Immortal officials performing their duties have already stood neatly and orderly on the execution platform, and are methodically carrying out the final inspection work before the execution - after the official start, only one person will be left on the execution platform .

As soon as Lin Yan raised his eyes, he saw Qing Mi standing in the middle and drooping his eyes, thinking about something.

He is really eye-catching. The bright red costume and his lips, which are always as red as blood, harmonize with a somewhat seductive color. It is a very aggressive beauty, like a poisonous snake.

Lin Yan walked over, surrounded by the crowd, and said grandly, "Mr. Qingyu."

"Hello, Third Highness." Shi Tianqing bowed his head slightly to salute him, but looked at him a little presumptuously, like a concubine who was spoiled and arrogant.

"Is everything all right here?"

It sounds like the executioner is just a spectator, but it is not. Immortal executions are not comparable to human beings. Whether it is the huge fluctuations in the internal energy of the caster or the spiritual impact that the victim may erupt, it is unpredictable, even though it has not happened in so many years. It's wrong, but the smaller the spiritual power gap between the victim and the executioner, the more dangerous the execution process will be.

The scope of the execution platform was extremely wide, and there was nothing on the empty white jade platform except the chains of torture tools, and no one was allowed to be there to prevent being affected by fluctuations in spiritual power.

The position of the supervisor and beheader is the closest to the execution platform. Once there is any problem on the execution platform, the supervisor and beheader will immediately rush to prevent the situation from deteriorating.

Being able to be entrusted with such an important position, everyone knows the position that Qing Mijun holds in the hearts of His Majesty and the Third Highness.

Shi Tianqing looked at him with a smile, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I'm here."

Lin Yan nodded, but unexpectedly, Qing Ai suddenly grabbed his sleeve in front of the crowd. Lin Yan looked around, and all the immortals around him turned their backs. He looked at Shi Tianqing helplessly, and the other But she leaned closer to him and whispered: "When we get married, Ah Yan will also wear red, okay?"

"I think Mr. Qingyu is probably too idle on weekdays, and only cares about whimsical ideas." Lin Yan waved his sleeves and was about to leave.

Shi Tianqing was not annoyed, he just followed his back and raised his voice: "Your Highness hasn't told me your name yet!"

Lin Yan stopped to look back when he heard the words, but raised the corners of his mouth, glanced at him inexplicably, then turned around again, and told the fairy officer next to him: "Princess Yong'an is coming soon, let's check again. "

Shi Tianqing let Lin Yan's sharp back fill his eyes as the red outer garment that reached his feet was blown up by the wind.

After 100 years, perhaps because of Mr. Jieshi's skill, Princess Yong'an's appearance has not changed a lot. When she saw Lin Yan, her face was calm, without any expression or emotion.

This surprised Lin Yan.

The five chains fixed her firmly on the execution platform respectively. After checking all links, Lin Yan was the only one left in the vast and empty execution platform.

He could see Shi Tianqing in the distance on his left, and the immortal officials headed by the Emperor of Heaven sitting on his right, but it was too far away to see clearly.

The celestial officials proclaiming the decree are as powerful as bells, and their majestic voices resound through the sky, counting the crimes of Yong'an, majestic and solemn, and their voices strike people's hearts as a warning.

The fairy official followed the imperial decree of the emperor of heaven, flew to Lin Yan on auspicious clouds, and said loudly with a long tail: "The third highness accepts the decree——"

Lin Yan bowed his head and received the imperial decree with both hands, knelt down and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, then said in a deep voice, "I accept the decree."

As his voice fell, Xianle changed suddenly, the sound of killing and decisive music seemed to come from the desert, and the bleak wind blew across Lin Yan's cheeks.

He put the imperial decree on the Zhu Pan that he had already prepared, and the Zhu Pan moved aside, and the second fairy official came immediately, his voice was still calm and unwavering, as if he had trained thousands of times.

"The Heavenly Emperor bestows the sword——"

The ending sound is still protracted, and the cadence is like singing under a mournful tone.

This time it was still the vermilion plate, and the epee inlaid with ten-color gemstones lay slowly on the vermilion plate, as if waiting for someone to awaken the killing spirit in its heart.

Lin Yan single-pointed Yujian and pointed it directly at the sky. The sword, which was as heavy as a thousand jun, rushed straight to Xiaohan in an instant, and then stabilized above Xingtai. The person closed his eyes and dodged, the countless radiant gemstones left only a cold air at this moment, and in the world, only Lin Yan had a cold face and a fierce red dress.

Countless immortal officials watched this scene with bated breath, almost forgetting to breathe.

This is the first time that Bai Yujing, the future emperor of heaven, the future master of the Three Realms, will show his abilities to all the immortal officials.

His heavenly power and the respect he can receive are all determined by his ability. Countless people are watching helplessly as to how much this crown prince weighs.

Before the final mobilization of internal energy, Lin Yan glanced to the left in a strange way, Shi Tianqing did not smile, but looked at him with perfect eyes.

However, this strange point did not make Lin Yan suspicious. He took a deep breath, and slowly mobilized the spiritual power flowing in his limbs and bones according to his own rhythm. The mountain spring water gathered in his palm in a soft but unstoppable manner, forming a fine network of light spots.

As more and more sweat dripped from his forehead, the light gathered in his palm became more and more intense, even to the point of dazzling.

Finally, a huge ray of light came out of his hand, following his movements, it struck directly at the sword hanging above Yongan's head, and the long-prepared spiritual power exploded on the sword, and the color of the sky and the earth changed suddenly, and thunder and lightning rumbled, deafening .

One after another of sharp white light pierced her chest and abdomen mercilessly, and went straight to Dantian. The chains entangled her rustled, as if being swept by a strong wind, disturbing the noisy people.

Jieshi Jun's spiritual power in Yong'an was inspired, and suddenly confronted Lin Yan's spiritual power, and the two fierce and fierce spiritual powers collided with Yong'an's body, bursting out a fiery white light that could illuminate the entire netherworld, and everyone People lost their vision and even their heartbeats stopped.

Until the light faded, Yong'an, who was locked in place, uncontrollably vomited a mouthful of blood, and then his body became limp instantly, his black hair melted into snow, and his face also turned gray, but he showed the first touch, which can be called a vivid expression.

——As if she had been controlled by someone before this, she didn't speak or express herself.

"Meet you again, Your Highness Third..." Yongan closed his eyes, a relieved smile floated on his lips, "You have to be careful, they want... you."

The word in the middle was too vague, and Lin Yan couldn't hear it clearly. He frowned slightly and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"I said..." Yong'an seemed to be exhausted, but as if he was enduring great pain, he said intermittently: "They are going to kill..."

"what!!!"

Her words were suddenly interrupted, and a shrill cry that pierced the sky came out of Yong'an's mouth, as if she was enduring pain like a knife, sharp and stinging.

"Yongan!"

A normal execution would never cause such intense pain. Lin Yan rushed towards Yong'an like an arrow from the string, but when he was only a short distance away from Yong'an, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Countless fine hairs stood up in an instant, but he had no time to turn around.

Yong'an's eyes stared straight at him, with a sense of creepiness. The next moment, the beauty in front of him exploded in an instant, and the face in Lin Yan's eyes was extremely distorted, like a shattered mirror. Full of bloodstains.

The surging spiritual power gushing out of her torn body tightly attracted Lin Yan, enveloping him in it, like a silkworm in a cocoon, unable to break free at all.

He couldn't hear any sound, and couldn't see anyone clearly. He could only feel the energy in his body passing away rapidly, his palms were sweating uncontrollably, and his body was trembling very lightly.

Until under the hazy and fuzzy white, a bright red slowly approached him like a newly rising red sun in the east of the world, a bloody sword as soft as a silk ribbon pierced the fog, and a man in red threw him Holding him in his arms, warming his back soaked in cold sweat.

"Shi Tianqing..."

He held his hand tightly, as if he was finally relieved.

However, the next moment, a sharp stabbing pain came, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

The dark but bright pupils suddenly narrowed because of being too surprised. He looked down at the blood sword protruding from his abdomen in disbelief. The blood was rolling on it, and he couldn't tell which ones were his and which ones were used by the sword wielder. Forged swords.

"Ah Yan..."

But the man was still speaking unfeelingly, and he was still holding his hand.

Lin Yan let go of his fingers in a daze, his cold and pale hand moved up, and touched a piece of familiar fabric. He pinched the red sleeve and felt his throat itchy. He lowered his head and coughed, but coughed out Blood.

Not long ago, this man in red was still talking about their marriage shamelessly. At that time, he looked at himself who was also wearing a dress, what was he thinking.

The blood sword is not as cold as ordinary swords. The part of the blood sword that passes through his body has the same body temperature as his glance, and it is closely scorched together, regardless of each other...Only the pain is real.

Lin Yan turned his head and looked straight into those eyes.

"I thought snake blood...was cold."

Those were the last words Lin Yan said in a waking state.

In those eyes, Lin Yan was familiar with but not familiar with the Soul-Binding Curse.

The severe physical and mental injuries pushed Lin Yan's body almost to the extreme, all defenses collapsed, and the Gu worms that had been dormant in his body for too long finally aimed at the opportunity, just as Feng Qi predicted that day, like overwhelming mountains and seas With the help of the soul-binding curse, the irresistible scourge swallowed Lin Yan's consciousness in an instant.

All the accidents that were almost impossible to happen to His Highness the Third Prince piled up and finally became possible.

Everyone thought that Qing Ai was going to save the Third Highness, so everyone... missed the last chance to save the Third Highness.

"My lord, I brought him back." The man kneeling in front of Rong Ji had bloodstains on his face, but it was not his own.

"Well done," Rong Ji lay on the imperial concubine's couch, the cinnabar mole on the rouge point between her brows seemed to be stained by real blood, she raised her eyelids and glanced at Lin Yan, and said with a cold smile: "It's okay Only three points resemble her mother, otherwise I really can't do anything with my sister's face."

After saying that, she slapped her across the air, and Lin Yan's face was covered with bloodstains from her armor.

However, Lin Yan just stared at her blankly, as if ignorant.

"You're a Gu worm." Shi Tianqing stood up on his own, and explained without any emotion.

"What are you doing so coldly?" Rong Ji smiled like a blooming flower, "I know you were angry that I made a mess of you without discussing with you when I was in Liujialing, but in the end the Third Highness was not hurt by the Gu insect What? Besides, you just came out of the seal at that time, how could I contact you with a blood contract in time?"

"I brought it to you." Shi Tianqing stood up with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were cold, like a poisonous snake with a cold temper, "I don't want you to use the blood contract without consulting me in the future." Manipulate me to do anything."

Not long after he first came out of the seal, he was inspired by the blood contract in his body to come to Huanyin Ridge and met Rong Ji.Through the blood contract, Rong Ji ordered him to lie dormant around Lin Yan and be on standby at any time.

"If you violate the blood contract, you will lose all your internal strength," Rong Ji chuckled. "The agreement can only guard against gentlemen, but not against villains. Why, this time, you were controlled and stabbed the third highness with a sword, so you got angry?"

"I said I would bring him to you, and I would. Why do you need to control me?"

Shi Tianqing always smiles on weekdays, Rong Ji's maid seldom sees his anger really show on his face, and they all lower their heads, but Rong Ji shows no fear at all, instead seeing Shi Tianqing angry, her eyes are even brighter and more interested , "Qing Ai, you don't want to tell me that you broke into the silk formation to save His Highness the Third Highness...?"

"Qing Ai, that's the silk array that you personally built with Jieshi-Jun's remaining skills in Yong'an, wasting more than a hundred years of your planning... It was originally designed to deal with the Third Highness," Rong Ji said here, like As if he had discovered something very interesting, he said with an exaggerated expression: "Qing Ai, you must be in love with him."

She didn't wait for Shi Tianqing to answer, she suddenly covered her face and laughed, the smile became more and more intense, and finally she simply put down the hand covering her face, and laughed wildly without any cover, like a flower branch trembling under the strong wind, gorgeous and compelling people.

"Sister, have you seen it? Your good green mist, your good green mist... actually fell in love with your son." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Sister, talk, why don't you speak?" ?”

She yelled into the air like a lunatic, and everyone looked at her as usual, she seemed to be aware of this, and said to the servants with three parts reproach and four parts viciously: "Isn't it funny? Are you all laughing at me? How funny..."

The trembling snake monsters had no choice but to laugh dryly, but they were accused again, "You didn't laugh loud enough, give me some more!"

The room roared with laughter, and even the snake tail pendant hanging in the hall was knocked down by the laughter.

Only Shi Tianqing still had cold eyes, watching Rong Ji go crazy like a bystander.

"The king of the family..." The servant from outside walked in with small steps fearfully and timidly, but he didn't dare to take a step closer, so he leaned against the door and said in a trembling voice amidst the awkward and abrupt laughter that filled the room, "Phantom voice The perimeter of the mountain barrier is full of immortal officials, threatening to break through the barrier and rescue the Third Highness."

Rong Ji's laughter stopped abruptly, and she looked at the boy with a dark look, "Why don't you laugh?"

The boy froze in place, before he could speak, he had already turned into a puddle of blood in the hands of the clan king. Everyone was shocked, their faces became paler, and they maintained the expression of wanting to laugh or cry, shaking like chaff .

"Go and tell those people," Rong Ji leaned back lightly without knowing it, took the silk cloth handed by the maid beside her and wiped her blood-stained hands, seeing that there were still some that hadn't been wiped clean. , She stuck out her tongue to lick it indifferently.

"After seven days, I will wait for someone at the Burial Sword Mountain, and I will bring the Third Highness with me at that time, and please those old gods, don't spoil my good deeds.

She licked her lower lip, "After all, the people I want to see...I believe they will also want to see."