Urban Madness

Xing Tian, ​​who was in the cell, didn't know how much changes had taken place outside.

He could only stay quietly in the cell, waiting for when Ye Fan or Di Jiang would take him out.

At that time, he knew that he was going to be washed away from his memory.

Xing Tian thought that this day would come soon, but after more than half a month, he was still bored in the cell.

The Haechi guarding the cell would not detain him, beat or scold him, but would not chat with him to relieve boredom.

"Xing Tian, ​​come with me!"

Early that morning, when Xing Tian was still asleep, he saw Ye Fan standing by his side.

When he saw Ye Fan, he immediately woke up and stood up and bowed to him.

"My lord, please!"

Ye Fan didn't say much to him, only when he was about to leave the cell, he suddenly patted Xingtian on the shoulder.

"Don't resist for a while, it will be a lot less painful."

Xing Tian nodded.

It was still on the execution platform, or in the place where the female ghost was executed.

Xing Tian walked up a little nervously.

He didn't know what he would face in the future, and he didn't know what he would be like in the future. Perhaps by then, he would not even remember who he was, but this way, he could save his life anyway.

He took a deep breath and stood in the center of the execution platform.

Sun Simiao stood on the execution platform with the medicine box.

There are still a lot of people here today, just like the execution of a female ghost that day.

But among the people who came to watch today, there was one more handsome monk.

He avoided the crowd and came all the way to the forefront, looking at Xing Tian above the execution platform.

Xing Tian stood quietly on the execution platform and said nothing.

Let the Illuminati monks in the audience point to him.

Not long after, Sun Simiao handed a pill.

"Drink it, and forget everything after drinking it."

Sun Simiao said loudly.

"This medicinal soup of mine dare to be called Meng Po soup, there must be a certain reason, rest assured, this memory will be cleaned very clean."

Then, turning his back to the crowd, he lowered his voice.

"Master Dijiang said, I can give you another chance to choose. If you don’t want to hurt me, you can get out from here. If you want, then I won’t say anything anymore. Just drink. This is the bowl of medicine."

Listening to Sun Simiao's words, Xing Tian was suddenly moved.

In the evil faction before, people respected their strength, and the bright card decoration on the border, once it falls into the hands of the evil faction, it will definitely end up as a plaything.

However, after he was captured, instead of humiliating himself, Di Jiang gave himself time and time again and allowed himself to choose.

He now felt that even without this bowl of medicinal soup and this bracelet, he would be willing to become a subordinate of Dijiang.

Xing Tian grinned at Sun Simiao, then poured the bowl of medicinal soup into his mouth.

No matter how many times he watched it, Sun Simiao still found it strange.

The man’s mouth was on his belly button, and it looked so strange whether he was eating or drinking medicine.

I don't know how Xing Tian survived after his head was beheaded off by Master Huangdi, and he was able to use his **** as his eyes and his belly button as his mouth.

If it weren't for a good time for research, Sun Simiao would definitely take Xing Tian back to his pharmacy and do some research.

After a few breaths of the medicine, Xing Tian felt dizzy and weak, and then fell softly on the execution platform.