Huan Jiuli rubbed his head with a dazed expression. He didn't remember it himself.
Mrs. Huan interjected, "When Jiuli came to our house, he couldn't speak. It's been more than ten years..."
Huan Qingyan hummed, no matter what, I must pay attention to it in the future.
After a while, they came to the execution ground on East Street, which was already crowded with people.
"I heard that today we are going to behead a flamboyant woman..."
"No, it is said that she was the adopted daughter of the former Earl Huan Yuyao's mansion. The Huan mansion married her to the Hou Shizi's mansion. As a result, she colluded with His Highness Ninth Prince... This Huan mansion is not a good character. Such an uneducated daughter!"
"You don't know that Huanfu paid Hou Shizi's mansion 50,000 taels of silver for this, and it can be regarded as a family of benevolence and righteousness. That woman broke up with Huanfu, so she left with His Royal Highness, and has nothing to do with Huanfu. .It was she who was born lowly and did a lot of harm to others. Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor was wise and sentenced her to beheaded."
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In short, the opinions of the people are different.
Mrs. Huan was thin-skinned, green and red alternated with white for a while, Huan turned her face as if she hadn't heard it.
She came to pay attention to whether Fanmengyue will really be beheaded...
On the high execution platform, there is a slender and thin woman, vaguely recognizable as Fan Mengyue, wearing the delicate yellow series of clothes she usually wears...
Her head was raised, her hair was disheveled, and she was tied to the wooden frame, looking very embarrassed and pitiful.
The rotten vegetable leaves were thrown all over her body, and everyone called her a ****, a scumbag...
The executioner shouted, "It's time, execution!"
The two executioners went up and untied her from the pillar, and forcibly pulled her to the beheading platform. Huan Mengyue was frightened, crying and begging not to kill her. The Lingbao mark on her wrist was visible to everyone. Clearly.
The executioner pressed her on a large stone slab...
This situation made Huan Qingyan's mind dizzy.
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... In the cold dungeon, there was a musty and decaying smell everywhere.
Huan Qingyan was locked in the innermost room, the darkness, the iron chains, and the stone door of the dungeon with the symbolic runes of the Holy Court, everything showed that she had no possibility of escaping.
I don't know how many days later, Huan Qingyan has been looking forward to the arrival of the Ninth Prince all day long to rescue her.
On this day, the stone gate finally opened.
Huan Qingyan hadn't had time to rejoice when she saw two guards who were about eighth-level spiritual masters come in with a scroll of paper, and said in an emotionless voice, "The final sentence of the Holy Court, the human and female Huan Qingyan was convicted of colluding with the demon clan, which caused serious losses to our human race, and should be punished by frying oil, and executed immediately!"
When Huan Qingyan heard the result, she was frightened out of her wits, "No! I was framed, and I didn't collude with the demon clan! I want to see the Ninth Prince, and the Ninth Prince will save me, please let me meet my fiancé... "
The two dungeon guards looked at Huan Qingyan with pitiful and pitiful expressions, and they forcibly pulled Huan Qingyan out of the dungeon without replying.
It doesn't take any effort to pull her, because she is now an ordinary person who has lost her spirit treasure.
After exiting layers of institutions and authentic dungeons, Huan Qingyan was escorted into a prison car that had been prepared in advance.
The torture of the oil pan is one of the cruelest tortures enacted by the Holy Academy of the Human Race. People are put in a boiling oil pan and blown to death. Divide!