Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 649: Dying to death!

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Wan Dong hurriedly looked in the direction of the cry. I saw a ragged, white-haired old woman in the crowd, who was already crying into tears. Ricky's body was trembling constantly, thanks to the support of two villagers, so he didn't fall down.

"Old man!" Wan Dong exclaimed and hurried forward, holding her hand.

The old woman's hand is very rough and very cold. Holding it in her hand is like holding a piece of dry bark covered with ice and snow for a long time, which makes Wan Dong's heart burst into sourness. Hurrying into the body a bit of Dao Qi, slightly circulated, the old lady's hand warmed up again, and the spirit was better.

"Master, the old lady ... the old lady kowtowed you!" As soon as the old lady felt that she was full of energy, she would kneel down for Wan Dong.

Wan Dong refused, and hurriedly supported her, even saying "Old lady, you are so old, if you kneel me, wouldn't it make me die?"

"No ... No life, no life, the Lord of the City is a rare good person, must live long and long time ..." The old lady said, panicked and quickly waved her hands, that nervous look, The eyes that moved Wan Dong were slightly moist.

"Old man, I just heard from you that your son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren were all hurt on Wednesday?"

"Yes ..." It's hard to imagine how the elderly lived from this grief to today. Wan Dong asked, the old man's face and eyes immediately showed an indescribable grief and sorrow.

"Then your old man must be surnamed Cai? Is your son Yang Wei and daughter-in-law Xinyu, right?" Wan Dong then asked again.

The old lady ’s eyes lighted up, and she looked at Wan Dong in disbelief, "How do you know ..."?

The Wan Dong was bitter in his heart, and the tears in his eyes could not be controlled. Last night, after seeing the old woman ’s complaint against Wednesday ’s blood and tears, Wan Dong hated and broke several tables and chairs directly.

This old lady, when she was young, her husband died of illness. She was alone, braving the frost, wearing stars and wearing moons, and pulling her son into an adult after all the hardships. Finally, he married his son and daughter-in-law, and had grandchildren and granddaughter, and finally lived a good life, but unexpectedly, the disaster came from the sky. Just because the oldest grandson's youngest grandson, because of carelessness, urine on Wednesday's shoes, was killed on the palm of Wednesday. The grandmother's son and daughter-in-law were heartbroken and went to Wednesday's theory. As a result, together with the grandmother's other grandson and two granddaughters, they were all killed on Wednesday. Overnight, seven fresh lives were attributed to dust. The old lady fell ill at that time and struggled for a year on the life and death line before she survived under the care of her kind neighbor.

It ’s possible to survive, but for the old woman, it ’s a hundred times more uncomfortable than death! Son, daughter-in-law, four grandchildren, which is not the flesh of the old woman's heart? In a day, it will be gone. How can such a blow allow living people to bear it?

Wan Dong believes that the only motivation for the old woman to survive is to count on one day to confess guilt on Wednesday!

"Old lady, you have submitted the charge to the city's main palace, I saw it! You can rest assured that today, I will give you and your dead son's family seven people to get this justice!"

"Adult! With your sentence, my wife ... the wife died without complaint!"

Speaking, the old woman wept with tears of joy. As if all the grievances that have been suppressed in my heart over the years have all been vented, the old woman's cry cannot be taken away. Soon, the old woman's cries spread, and more and more people were infected. It didn't take long for the entire execution ground to be a cry!

Even Chu Yunyan could n’t help but wept softly.

Wan Dong patted the old woman ’s hand and suddenly turned to the execution ground and shouted, “Come on, bring someone to commit a crime on Wednesday!”

The words of Wan Dong just fell, and a few officers and soldiers immediately pushed the prison car with Wednesday, and slowly came.

One arm and two legs were interrupted by Wan Dong. The spirit on Wednesday was obviously weakened a lot, but the arrogance on his face never decreased. Even if he can only sit in the prison car at this time, his head is still high.

"Xu Yaoting, I advise you to release Lao Tzu immediately, otherwise, when Lao Tzu comes out of the prison car, he will surely kill you!"

"You brutal beast! Kill you!" The arrogant roar on Wednesday immediately aroused public anger, and no one in the crowd uttered a roar, a rotten egg, and it was hit by an incredible Wednesday's face immediately made Wednesday's face blossom.

"Which hybrid, good dog bile! I will not destroy your whole family, no tricks! Ah!"

While Wednesday's scolding was still falling, there were pieces of rotten eggs, tomatoes, rotten leaves, and even stones, as if thunderstorms threw it towards Wednesday.

On Wednesday, the prison car was closed, and the fence of the prison car was relatively dense. Most of the debris hit the prison car, and only a small part passed through the fence, which could hit Wednesday. Otherwise, in this minute's time, the soldier's camp will be taken away.

However, even if there was a blockage by a prisoner, Wednesday was suffering. The dirt on his body was needless to say. The face, the head, and the places where meat was exposed were smashed bruises.

"You ji people, three lords, I will kill you all, kill all!" On Wednesday, with the remaining good hand, I tried my best to cover my face, and shouted hysterically.

When he was taken to the center of the execution ground on Wednesday, Xiao Minger lost at least half of his life. It was obviously not as violent as the beginning, lying there, like a pile of rotten meat. The three lords who are incapable of life, there are today, which makes the people of the city of Thunder City greatly relieved their hearts.

"Where is your hand!" Wan Dong settled a few days after the case and gave a loud cry.

A female hand in a red dress, immediately carrying a broad knife, stood on the execution table and responded with a loud voice, "Are!"

The echo of the hands of the slaves made it impossible for Wednesday to tremble and looked up at Wan Dong, the naive way, "You ... do you dare to kill me?"

Wan Dong snorted, and then shouted "Identify the right body!"

As soon as the words fell, a few officers and soldiers rushed to the execution table. They squeezed Wednesday's chin extremely rudely, and raised his head too hard. Not only was the arm and leg broken on Wednesday, but the collarbone was also broken on one side. How could a few officers and soldiers be so rude, how could it not involve the broken bone on Wednesday? Sorrowed the painful sound of Wednesday.

However, the roar on Wednesday was miserable, and no one would sympathize. Instead, he let those few officers and men find a way to vent their anger, and at a glance they were able to verify their integrity, but several officers and soldiers went back in the past, and all those who had tossed on Wednesday were about to pass out.

"Adult! This is undoubtedly Wednesday!"

Wan Dong nodded and said to Wednesday, "Wednesday, did you see it? These are the crimes you committed! Can you confess your sins?" Wan Dong shook the charge in his hand, his expression was extremely severe.

There is Lord Hidden Blade. On Wednesday, I did n’t even believe that Wan Dong dared to kill him. I hoped that Lord Hidden Blade would save him from removal, and then let Wan Dong pay an apology to him. On Wednesday, I even imagined the scene when Wan Dong apologized to him and stepped on his feet.

But what is happening now seems to be farther and farther away from his expectations. All eyes are on the execution ground, the dazzling beheading steel knife, and the Wan Dong's murderous eyes, this is not like acting.

"Wh ... what is the crime of bullshit? I ... I do n’t know! The surname is Xu, I want to see His Holiness! You set up a torture court to kill me, does His old man know about it?"

Wan Dong sneered and said, "You are violating the law of the country, and I am a city master. What is there about Lord Hidden Blade? I don't need to let him know!"

"You ... you are so brave!" Wan Dong's words screamed on Wednesday.

"I think your courage is really big! I'm dead when I die, I don't regret it, I think you can't be saved! My hands, cut!"

Wan Dong roared, and the hand of the slave was unambiguous. He pressed down Wednesday's head and exposed his neck.

"Hey ... Sanye, my knife is not sharp enough. I may not be able to make a cut in a while, and it may be necessary to get a few more. You must blame me!" Qiu, with a gruff tone at this moment, almost scared away Wednesday's soul.

The head is about to land on the next second. On Wednesday, I really panicked and begged for mercy. "Do n’t kill me, do n’t kill me! I ’m wrong, ca n’t I know if I ’m wrong? Xu Yaoting, oh No, Master Xu, uncle Xu, forgive me, forgive me, I do n’t want to die, oooo ... "

At the end, on Wednesday we burst into tears, like that, even worse than a child. In the eyes of Wan Dong, he shook his head again and again. It ’s a villain on Wednesday! I really don't understand, how could the Hidden Swordsman reuse such a person, it is simply blind!

No one paid attention to Wednesday's wailing and begging for mercy. The hand of the slave was even more hesitant. He shouted loudly, held the knife in both hands, and slashed down toward Wednesday's neck.

The people at the scene immediately held their breath and no one spoke. At the scene of tens of thousands of people, the needle fell silently. The only thing was the thread that was brought up when the knife of the hand of the slave fell down. The sound of wind.

However, while everyone was holding their breath, waiting for the three heads of Zhou to fall to the ground, they screamed, and suddenly sounded out of thin air, followed by a gust of wind, screaming, and banging, so they connected their hands The man brought the knife to the place a few feet away.

Wan Dong shook his head lightly, and His Holiness the Sword Sword came.

"Master of the city, old man, you can kill if you want to kill!" Venerable Hidden Blade's voice thundered and thundered, just like the Lei Ming when the storm came Sound, the people of the straight torture field, the heart trembling, even a little figure could not stand.

And with the roar of Venerable Hidden Blade, there is a terrible invisible but overwhelming pressure. That kind of feeling really seems like the gods are angry, and even the sky has changed a little bit ...-- by: dad856 | 55634 | 14402128->