Harvesting Yin

Xianghonglou.

Ruoshui was concentrating in the room, composing the tune for the poem written by Yang Que last time, Xiao Ran hurried in, Fang yelled as soon as he entered the room: "It's not good, it's not good, sister Ruoshui, come on!" The boy who wrote the lyrics for you this time will be taken to the execution ground and executed in a short while."

"Oh?" Ruoshui put down his pen, looked up at her with an extremely calm expression, "The news you just got?"

Seeing that she didn't have any mood swings, Xiaoran couldn't help being a little surprised, and said: "Yes, everyone outside has rushed to the execution ground to watch. Sister, isn't that boy your favorite man? Why didn't you hear the news? A little sad?"

Ruoshui smiled lightly, and said, "It doesn't matter if you're sad or not? I'm just an ordinary woman, just take care of my own affairs."

Xiaoran looked at her with doubts on her face, and said: "Sister Ruoshui, from what I know about you, you shouldn't be such an open-minded person. A few days ago, the boy was taken away by the city guards Later, I saw you frowning tightly, running around looking for a relationship for him, why do you suddenly think about it now?"

Ruoshui heard the words, a meaningful smile appeared in her eyes, she hesitated for a moment, then looked at her and said: "Xiao Ran, I'm telling you something, don't shout."

"Tell me, it's mysterious, what can I yell about?" Xiaoran said with a face full of disapproval.

Ruoshui smiled, and said slowly: "Actually, the young master who asked you to serve that day was the one who changed his appearance. Our sisters in Xianghonglou have all had relationships with him."

"What?" Xiao Ran heard.Suddenly startled, his face was full of astonishment, "He was the young master that day? Sister Ruoshui. You didn't mean to trick me on purpose?"

Ruoshui said with a smile: "Otherwise, why would I let all the sisters in our building serve him for free? I promised him to write the lyrics that day, and you know it."

Xiao Ran's face was dazed, she stood there in a daze, thinking about the ups and downs with Yang Que that day, and thinking about how he would be escorted to the execution ground to be executed in a hurry.There are thousands of thoughts in my heart for a while, and I can't calm down for a long time.

"No, isn't he imprisoned by Zhang Qian? How did he come out? Even if he escaped, why is he in now?" Suddenly, she thought of these strange things and became suspicious.

Ruoshui heard the words.A complex look appeared in his eyes.He said: "he has his reasons for doing this. Today's incident may also be in his expectation, otherwise he would never go back to die foolishly. Xiaoran, let's go now, maybe It was a wonderful scene.”

Xiaoran looked a little dazed, nodded, and said, "Okay. I'm afraid he will be executed by Ling Chi. Sister Ruoshui, if you don't tell me these things, I won't feel a little uncomfortable."

Ruoshui stood up, took her hand, smiled slightly, and said, "I believe in you, and he might leave today, so it's okay to let you know the truth."

With different thoughts, the two left the wing room and walked downstairs.Many women in the Xianghong Building heard the news, and there were no guests at this time, so after discussing it, they hurried away with the two of them.

On the street, there was a flood of people, and the noise was abnormal, all rushing towards the execution ground.

Under the escort of Yan Lang and others, Yang Que got out of the cell, looked at the crowds running on the street, his expression was calm, but he was secretly thinking about what he should do for a while to accumulate more snow spirits.

When he was thinking about something in his heart and appeared on the execution ground with a seemingly dull expression on his face, he suddenly heard the noise of the crowd boiling up.

Under Xingtai, there was an extremely crowded crowd, and people from the entire southern area of ​​the city came here almost in full force.

Everyone looked at Yang Que's expression, seeing his young appearance, and immediately chatted and talked.Some gloated, some were excited, some felt pity, and some secretly cursed Zhang Qian for wasting resources.

Yang Que was tied to a thick wooden stake on the high platform. A tall woman with a swollen face and a sharp knife was standing in front of him, exuding a strong aura of killing people all the year round. The evil spirit looks extremely fierce.

Not long after, Zhang Qian appeared with a stern expression. She was wearing a red dress, and she led people to sit on the stands.

"Sir, when the time comes, do you want to execute immediately?" After a while, Yan Lang stood on the high platform and asked Zhang Qian respectfully.

A cold look flashed across Zhang Qian's eyes, and she said sharply: "Punishment, starting from the chest, without a hundred knives, absolutely can't let him die, otherwise, I will ask you!"

Yan Lang agreed, glanced at the executioner woman, and said sullenly, "Have you ever heard your lord's words clearly? Remember that you will be hacked into pieces!"

"This subordinate understands!" The woman said with a cold expression, she agreed with a loud voice, and began to roll up her sleeves rudely.

At this moment, dozens of men came rushing out from the crowd, Wu Shengyou walked in front with a flagon in his hand, and said loudly: "Sir, please slow down, let us see this little brother off."

Zhang Qian glanced at them coldly, then glanced at the excited crowd, and nodded to the executioner.What she wants is this kind of effect, the more people who know about it, the better the effect of killing chickens and monkeys, and absolutely no one who offends her Zhang Qian will end well.

Wu Shengyou walked up to Xingtai with two men, looked at Yang Que with a sympathetic expression on his face, sighed, and said, "Little brother, we finally met. I can only watch helplessly, I will give you a pot of wine to drink, I hope you will never come to this daughter country again in the next life."

Another man had a bitter face, and said: "Brother Wu is right, little brother, to us men, this daughter's country looks like a fairyland at first, but it is actually more cruel than hell. When you first came here, you ended up like this In the end, I will also feel cold in my heart."

Wu Shengyou poured a glass of wine, stretched it out to Yang Que's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Brother, drink, you will die if you die. Don't be afraid. It's just a little pain for a while. If you can't bear it, you can cut off your tendons and kill yourself. It’s better than being gouged out with a single knife.”

Yang Que looked calm, glanced at them, nodded, then drank the wine in the glass, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"Okay! The time has come, the wine has been drunk, it's time to execute, you all go down!" The woman with a sharp knife, with a murderous look on her face, urged in a cold voice.

Wu Shengyou sighed secretly, glanced at Yang Que, and walked down Xingtai with the two men with sad faces.

Among the crowd, Ruoshui and Xiao Ran stood in front of him, looking at Yang Que who was tightly tied to the wooden stake, his eyes shone with a moving light, and he took a closer look at the guards around him, feeling secretly worried.

Although she had great confidence in Yang Que, but thinking of the strength of the city guards and Yan Lang's cultivation, and seeing the heavily guarded scene in front of her, she couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"Sister Ruoshui, didn't you say that he did it on purpose? But now it seems that he really can't escape, and Yan Lang is at the Yuanshen Realm. Even without the help of the city guard, it would be easy to take him down. "

Xiao Ran also seemed to feel Ruoshui's sudden anxiety. She looked at the guards and Yan Lang behind Yang Que, and couldn't help frowning.

Ruoshui's eyes were filled with surprise and suspicion, he fixedly looked at Yang Que who seemed to have fallen into despair, and remained silent.

Among the crowd not far from the two of them, Qin Ling, who was dressed in plain white, stood there quietly, looking at Yang Que, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

And in the outermost corner of the crowd, stood a plainly dressed woman, and beside her was a tall, tall and heroic girl wearing a veil.

Seeing Yang Que's ragged clothes and indifferent expression, the girl's beautiful eyes showed a hint of distress, her voice trembled slightly, and she whispered to the woman beside her: "Your Majesty, are we really not going to save him? "

The woman looked at Yang Que on Xingtai, her eyes revealed a gleam of brilliance, she smiled slightly, and said, "It's not that we don't need to be saved, it's that we don't need to be saved."

Seeing that she looked confident, the young girl felt a little relieved and didn't dare to say any more.

Just when the executioner was about to stretch out Yang Que's clothes, Zhang Meimei suddenly rushed out from the crowd, rushed to Xingtai and shouted: "Wait a minute, let me do it!"

Immediately, she walked quickly to the stands, and smiled flatteringly at Zhang Qian: "Sister, let me do it myself, you know, I like doing bloody things like this the most."

When Zhang Qian saw her appear, a look of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she sneered coldly: "You really linger! You are everywhere."

Zhang Meimei seemed to be deaf to her sarcasm, with a flattering smile on her face, she rubbed her hands together and said, "Sister, just let me do it for you once, this is the first time I've killed a boy, gouged out his limbs in a short while, and made him die of pain, But I can’t die, I’m excited just thinking about it.”

"It's really the same as your daughter, she's a pervert!" Zhang Qian knew that she didn't like others to ridicule her daughter the most, but now she had something to ask of herself, and she was naturally happy to be able to stimulate her and make her angry.

A sternness flashed in Zhang Meimei's eyes, but she still kept a submissive smile on her face, and said cheekily, "Then thank you, sister."

If there is no objection, it is naturally acquiescence.

Without waiting for Zhang Qian to agree, she immediately turned around and ran to Xingtai, snatching the sharp knife from the executioner's hand, her face full of excitement.

Looking at Yang Que's body, her eyes lit up, and she said with a sinister smile, "Boy, are your stomachs turning green with regret now? If you followed our mother and daughter back then, how could this happen? You're going to die anyway. Now, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, all these things were planned by me, hehe..."

Yang Que raised his eyes, a bone-chilling chill flashed in his eyes, and he said, "So, Ke'er's death is also to be blamed on you?"

Feeling the scorching gaze from all directions and the surging snow spirits gathering, the corner of his mouth suddenly showed a trace of mockery. (To be continued..)