Chapter 2779: Bandit Dao Xing: Abducting the Son of Heaven and Returning to the Cottage (Sixty-Two)

Fortunately, Qiao Bai survived.

Piece by piece, piece by piece.

Every single thing can be regarded as a capital crime, if these layers are added together, even if the nine clans are involved!

this night,

The Ministry of Punishment is mobilizing the public!

All cases are on the books!

The leader, with his subordinates and the Imperial Forest Army, directly surrounded Li Zhaojian's mansion!

There are hundreds of people up and down the Li family, and none of them were spared!

And Wen Shuliang,

Do not,

To be precise, it should be Li Shuliang, the blood of the Li family flows in his body, and naturally he will be beheaded by the whole family along with Li Zhaojian!

this night,

The city is full of wind and rain, and there is no peace.

Crying, noise, despair, everything was staged in the general's mansion.

And Li Zhaojian, the culprit, never opened his mouth, kept silent, and his face was ashes.

In the cottage before,

The person Lin Shuang saw was indeed dyed white.

When the hatred was full, Ranbai dealt with Lin Shuang, but Wen Shuliang didn't bother to care.

Wen Shuliang couldn't escape the crime of being involved in the nine clans.

And about whitening,

It turned into a fallacy overnight.

Everything has been cleaned up, and now the truth is revealed.

Ranbai has never murdered Lian Yi.

And Mufengzhai has never done anything to kill anyone.

On the contrary, they rob the rich to help the poor, and never kill innocent people indiscriminately.

The group of people in the name of Mufengzhai were also cleaned up that night.

The Li family, who has stood in the court hall for so many years, has not fallen down.

It's dead after all.

Everything,

It will also end.

Li Zhaojian's final fate,

It is also linked to the nine clans, and the whole family is copied.

The heavy rain that had been falling all day has ended, the temperature has dropped in a straight line, and the bleak autumn wind has rolled up the withered yellow leaves and slammed on the ground, bringing desolate sorrow for no reason.

Although the flowers and leaves were withered, the maple trees that filled the sky were blooming just right. The fiery red color was layered on top of each other, as if being fed with the brightest red blood.

that day,

Passing by the vegetable market before the execution, the villagers on both sides of the road watched this scene.

Li Zhaojian was trapped in the prison van, his face was gray and haggard, his hair was messy, and even his beard had not been trimmed for several days.

He shrugged his eyes, as if he had lost all his vitality in an instant, and looked so old that he couldn't help it.

Probably, after ten years of deliberation, finally

Such a failure was the heaviest blow to him.

There are more than a few hundred people in the whole family, and they are all punished.

Ranbai and Lian Yi stood at the highest point, condescendingly staring at such a seemingly extremely small picture.

During execution,

The scene is depressing and chilling, silently filled with an aura of death.

Wen Shuliang knelt on the ground, tied with ropes, his body was shaking uncontrollably, his face was pale, even his lips were trembling, his eyes were dull and fearful.

He is afraid.

Facing death, he was really afraid.

Only at this time, when everything was over, did Wen Shuliang feel real regret, despair and cry in his heart!

He doesn't want to die!

Wen Shuliang really regretted it.

It was nothing like he imagined.

Came to the capital of dreams and yearning,

He didn't get a title, he didn't leap to the top of many people, and he didn't feel proud of himself.

The only useful identity has now become the culprit that pushed him to death!

Why did he come to Beijing, why did he have to go to Beijing to take the exam!

Why? !

Wen Shuliang couldn't help questioning himself frantically and desperately in his heart.

In order to have a better life, but now...

It's all over.

If he could choose again, Wen Shuliang would rather have never been to the capital from the beginning.

It would be great if I were still in that small village.

It would be great if he hadn't left in Mufeng Village.

Bandit Village...

right,

Joe Bai!

Wen Shuliang suddenly raised his eyes, and a light flashed across his eyes, as if he was looking for something, almost eagerly, urgently, as if he was looking for the last straw.

"He's looking for you." Lian Yi looked at such a picture high, lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold and indifferent, without any temperature, and the curvature of the end of his eyes outlined a bit of innate coolness.

"It's no use looking for me." Dianbai replied lazily, she was still wearing a red dress today, the color of blood stained, from a distance, it was dazzling and dazzling, like the stars suddenly lit up in the night sky.

The girl indifferently overlooked such a scene, and at the moment of execution, blood pierced into the bones and splashed three feet.

The scene was extremely bloody and cruel, enough to make everyone present lose their expressions, and their stomachs rolled with nausea and nausea again and again.

Many people even fainted when they saw such a scene.

The head fell to the ground, and there was no rest in sight.

And the girl in red stood on the highest point of the wall, like a blood-robed robe flying in the wind, hunting and hunting, with three thousand black hair scattered behind her, evil spirits appearing like a demon.

Ranbai looked at such a terrifying picture so calmly, that pair of hazy, cold and evil peach eyes seemed to have condensed a thin layer of winter frost, restraining all emotions.

The jumping pale golden light fell in her eyes, leaving an indistinguishable deep color, and there was no temperature.

"Does it look good?" Lian Yi saw the girl staring blankly like this, smiled slightly, and gently closed the cape on Ranbai's body.

It is already late autumn weather, and it will not be long before winter will enter. Since the end of the heavy rain that day and night, the temperature has dropped rapidly, and it is getting colder day by day.

"It's not so good." Ranbai replied lightly, a little careless, and didn't have the mood to read it any more. He commented objectively and calmly: "There is no beauty at all."

Lian Yi: "..."

"What the general said is very true." The slender young man's fair and delicate face had a faint smile on his face, and there was a bit of coolness in his bones, and he carried the beauty of green ink and literature among the snow-colored clothes.

A gentleman is like jade, elegant and elegant.

After returning to the palace,

After confirming that the previous execution picture did not leave any impression on Dye Bai, Lian Yi got closer, put his chin on the girl's shoulder, and said softly, "Wait a little longer, pick a good day... Are you getting married?"

He probably didn't expect Lian Yi to suddenly bring up such a thing, and Dianbai turned his eyes to look at the gentle and delicate face of the beauty in Xueyi, "Why do you suddenly mention this?"

"No name." Lian Yi frowned slightly, "It's not good at all." He sighed lightly, wrapping his fingertips around a strand of the girl's black hair, and bending the pair of long, narrow, wispy hair. His eyes flickered with the broken light of the stars, low and bewitching: "Marry me...or you can marry me."

As an emperor's existence, he is above all people in the world.

But the word "marry" is used, which is enough to see how much concessions are made.