Mortal Prison Chapter 365: Not ordained

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Three bells ring, which means the arrival of the final judgment.

This is a ceremony to judge some extremely evil people.

This kind of positioning given to me by Liming is really...

I never think that I am loyal to them, but at least I have shed blood and fought on the front line, pouring excitement and blood for this organization. Even if I break the rules, it will definitely not be like this!

I know that I have become a punching bag for many people. The consecutive defeats against the Abyss have made some people in Dawn red-eyed and stimulated their proud hearts. But just now, someone like me appears who has an affair with the royal family. His "rebellion" must be severely punished to serve as a warning to others!

However, in general, I am still calm. From the moment Qianfu pointed out, my last link to this organization has been severed.

"It's time for me to hit the road."

I looked at Mr. Mao with a smile and said softly: "Master, this time... how sure are you?"

Maogong fell silent for a while, then smiled and patted my shoulder: "I will do my best, I should be 50% sure!"

Fifty percent?

I know this old man is lying to me and trying to reassure me. His real certainty is probably less than 10%. The change in his expression just now has already told me the answer. This time it is really a narrow escape. These ancestors are at the level of Although the characters are of high seniority, they have been away from Dawn for too long after all, and there are only a few of them, so their impact is really limited.

I have gradually recovered from the initial shock they gave me. It is not difficult to understand these things. I originally had great hopes, but now I think about it, I was a little too naive, and the crowd was so fierce. Can people be equal?

"No matter what, I still want to thank you, thank you for coming to accompany me."

I bowed deeply to Mr. Mao, and my gratitude is beyond words. When the whole world is full of enemies, someone is willing to stand up. This feeling is very heavy.

Although Mao Gong is old, how smart is he? Instantly understanding what I was thinking, he hesitated, and finally sighed: "Actually, I contacted many old friends, all of whom are the originators of the same party. Unfortunately, we are too old after all, and these are the only ones who gave me my response. , some people may no longer be in this world, some people may just want to be clean, no longer want to get involved in these things, and choose to remain silent. Maybe some people have different ideas from us, but taking into account the past feelings, they don't want to stand up and do things that add insult to injury at this time, so Choose not to show up..."

"It doesn't matter! Master, you don't have to feel guilty. It's all my fault that I am here today. I should bear the consequences myself. I will not hesitate to be the enemy of the whole world. I have already prepared. If you can come, it is already me." blessing."

I bow deeply again.

Boom!

At this time, the sky roared.

A pair of huge eyes appeared in the clouds.

Ancestor Ming Ming appeared with a voice like thunder: "Sinners, go to the rooftop!"

"Get out of my way!"

I have been patient for too long, and now I don’t want to exercise restraint, which is almost the same as breaking the pot. I just want to be myself vigorously, so I raised my head and cursed: "I am not guilty!

Today, I will never plead guilty today!

If you have the guts, just kill me here. If you don’t have the guts, just shut up. If you don’t give me the time to say a word, if you really want to break your face, you guys are just a ball in the morning. You didn’t give birth to me or support me. What a big clove of garlic. In the past, it was okay to drink it here and there. But now that I don’t hold you in my mouth, you are just a piece of shit! ”

The look in those eyes became terrifying.

"What are you looking at?"

The Red Emperor was picking at his feet and looking at the sky sideways, and said calmly: "The ancestors of our family are so angry that the rules must be changed. What's more, what they said is right. You didn't give birth to someone else and didn't support him. Why do you take yourself so seriously? Why do you shout around?"

"Go to the rooftop!"

Ancestor Ming Ming looked at me deeply and disappeared.

I said goodbye to the several ancestor-level experts who arrived at this time, expressed my gratitude, then shook my sleeves and left with my head held high.

Whether it was Emperor Li, Concubine Mi, or several ancestors, their arrival gave me too much confidence, and unknowingly made me develop a huge dependence. It's easy to watch.

This is not right.

As soon as I woke up, I finally made a choice. If a person doesn't save himself, how can others save him? With a calm and firm heart, I drove straight into the depths of dawn.

The rooftop, as the name suggests, is the platform to ascend to the sky.

Actually, this is not a majestic building, but it is the tallest building in the Dawn Headquarters. It is like an altar, with the so-called judges looking down at the "sinners" below. They stand high, Self-righteous people feel that they are close to God's will, and it is natural to judge those below.

When I arrived at the rooftop, it was packed with people.

Surrounded by a dense mass of watchmen, one could not see the end at all. It was estimated that all the watchmen from the headquarters were here, arranged neatly, as if thousands of troops were approaching the city, killing each other in solemn silence!

On the rooftop, a row of men and women sit on it, overlooking the bottom, with people surrounding them behind them, showing their dignity. This is the head of the seventy-two aristocratic families.

"The criminal Ye Xiaojiu!"

An old man walked out. He should be the so-called law enforcement elder. He stared down at me with an expressionless face and said without any emotion in his voice: "Can you plead guilty?"

Roar!

Countless watchmen around them roared at the same time, almost shouting in unison: "Sinner, can you plead guilty?"

The sound waves were rolling, carrying murderous intent soaring into the sky, and the tragic aura almost hit his face.

"Nonsense!"

I sneered. I had seen this scene before and ignored them: "I have already said that I am not guilty!"

I walked on the road paved with bluestones and strode toward the rooftop with my head held high.

These bluestone slabs are quite old, and there are patches of dark red everywhere on them. They should be made by the blood of former criminals soaked into the stones. Over the years, I don’t know how many people have died here, let alone how many of them. Some are guilty and some are innocent!

"Admit punishment if guilty, appeal if not guilty!"

The cold voice of the law enforcement elder hovered in the sky: "The heads of the seventy-two aristocratic families are already here. You can go to the rooftop and express your grievances, and they will make the decision. However, according to the ancestral system of Ming Dynasty, if you want to defend yourself, you must first hold accountable , come on, take down the criminal Ye Xiaojiu for me, use a hundred canes, and drag him up to the rooftop!"

Ling Ming’s so-called spine sticks are all struck with special weapons. They are extremely heavy. There are barbs on the torture stick. When the stick is used, the skin will be ripped open and the barbs will take away a piece of flesh. A hundred spine sticks will be considered a Nirvana level. The strong ones have to lose most of their lives!

So, there are people under the rooftop who hold their noses to admit their guilt or innocence in order to avoid the pain of their flesh. What is even more miserable is that they have clearly embarked on the path of defense, but have no chance to express their grievances and are beaten alive with a cane. die!

At this time, the law enforcement elder gave an order, and eighteen strong men rushed out from both sides of the rooftop. Each man had a large black iron rod with a barb about one centimeter long, and his skin was rubbed with gold powder. , such as the legendary Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin.

"Enforcement!"

The law enforcement elder spoke indifferently.

"Are you a fool?"

At this moment, I looked up at the rooftop with cold eyes and said calmly: "I said that I am not guilty. If I am not guilty, why should I be ordained?"

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