Lanke Chess Edge

In front of the huge high platform, a cultivator of Jiufeng Mountain stood with his Lesuo in his hand, and the thunder kept falling, but he just raised the Lesuo before he could.

"Zhuang Ze, do you know the guilt?"

The questioning voice didn't sound very loud, but it spread throughout the entire Jiufeng Mountain, and overshadowed the voice of Thunder in Azer's ears, making him almost deaf.

A Ze was hung between the two pillars in tattered clothes. He looked down at the Jiufeng Mountain cultivator below, and then struggled to raise his strength to look around the cliffs and the sky. The Jiufeng Mountain cultivators were far or near, and they all looked at them. Followed him, but did not find Sister Jinxiu.

"Zhuang Ze, I'll ask you one more time, are you guilty?"

Aze was in pain, neither had the strength nor did he want to raise the strength to answer the monk's question below, so he just closed his eyes again.

A Ze didn't expect that when he returned to Jiufeng Mountain, there was only one punishment he faced, and that was death. There was only this one, there was no second option, and even Sister Jinxiu couldn't see it.

In fact, only death is not always the case. According to the rules of Jiufeng Mountain, if Aze's rebellion comes out, he needs to suffer three strikes from Lesuo, and then he will be removed from Jiufeng Mountain.

Xianzong has the rules of Xianzong, and some of the principles involved will not be changed for thousands of years. It may seem a little stubborn, but it is also because it touches the most unbearable part of Zongmen Xiandao.

In the view of Jiufeng Mountain, they have done their best to A Ze and tried their best to help him, but many monks who are optimistic about A Ze are also disappointed. In A Ze's view, the goodness of Jiufeng Mountain is hypocrisy, and from the bottom of their hearts Don't trust them.

No matter what is right or wrong, the fact is a foregone conclusion, even if Jiyuan is here in person, Jiufeng Mountain will never give in to Jiyuan in this regard, unless Jiyuan really does not hesitate to break with Jiufeng Mountain and try to use force. Take Azer away.

But for Azer at the moment, there is no if, he doesn't care anymore, because Leto can't bear the whip, because in essence he hasn't practiced seriously for a long time, not to mention the people holding Leto look at him. His eyes seemed to be looking at a monster.

From Aze's point of view, many people or the vast majority of people in Jiufeng Mountain already believe that his infatuation is irreversible, or they already believe that he is infatuated, and they don't want to let him leave and harm the world.

"Zhuang Ze, do you know the crime? Are you really a devil?"

At the moment when the person below asked another question, A Ze's eyes suddenly opened, bloodshot eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, and those eyes were extremely terrifying, and the hearts of the people who were about to be executed were trembling in their hearts.

why, why, why, why...

Why do you think I'm a devil? Why do you call me this? No, they must have been calling in private for many years, but they never said it before me, but not many people came to Yashan...

At this moment, Aze's spiritual sense seems to be exploding on a cliff. Although there is no demonic energy, it is a pure and exaggerated demonic thought, which is captivating and terrifying.

"I--not a devil--"

rumble rumble rumble...

Aze's roar seemed to overwhelm the thunder, and it made the gold rope on the execution platform shake continuously. The sound echoed throughout the entire Jiufeng Mountain, like a ghost crying and wolf howling, like a beast roaring...

At this moment, Jiufengshan didn't know how many experts who cared or didn't care about Aze, all turned their attention to Yashan, but Zhao Yu, the headmaster, slowly closed his eyes and turned away.

On top of the cliff, the cultivator finally came back to his senses, slammed Lesuo in his hand, and hit Aze on the execution platform.

"Snapped……"

"Boom..."

The thunder of the sky also fell at the same time, hitting Azer who was hanging on the execution platform.

"what--"

He couldn't feel how much Azer was hurt, but that kind of pain, that kind of unparalleled pain, was something he had never imagined. It was a pain that eroded all the perceptual levels from the mind to the body. This kind of pain went beyond Yin Si. The level of whipping the ghost, even when the body seemed to be crushed and crushed, Azer seemed to re-feel the moment when his family died.

"The devil—"

"Snapped……"

"Boom..."

Lesso fell again, and Thunder fell again, but this time there was no scream.

rumble rumble...

The entire execution platform is constantly shaking, or the entire floating cliff is constantly shaking, and the birds and beasts in the mountains, which are already very uneasy, seem to ignore the horror of the wind and thunder weather. fly away.

"To be punished—"

"afraid……"

"Ka... bang bang... ka... bang rumbling..."

One after another thunder continued to fall, and the entire execution platform was shrouded in terrifying thunder...

Lu Min and his friends all looked at the direction of the thunder light in horror. The former slowly turned his head to look at the monk beside him, but found that the other party also looked unbelievable.

"Fellow Daoist, this, this is really just punishing a... entry-level disciple who has made a big mistake?"

The cultivator beside Lu Min was also silent for a long time, not knowing how to answer Lu Min's question.

This thunder light lasted for more than ten breaths before it dimmed. The copper pillars of the entire execution platform looked slightly red, and Aze, who was hanging on two golden ropes, was dead.

But the arm of the monk holding Lesuo trembled slightly. As an immortal cultivator, his breathing was a little messy at the moment, and his eyes looked at the person hanging on the golden rope in disbelief.

"This evil, this devil... he didn't die... he, he didn't die... huh..."

The execution cultivator let out a long sigh, grabbed Lesuo tightly, and slowly spit out a sentence after a long time.

"Three whips have passed... Let's hear the hair fall..."

After finishing speaking, the execution cultivator slowly turned around and stepped on a mountain wind to leave, while most of the Jiufeng Mountain cultivators who were watching the execution did not leave, and those who were still in the low-level of cultivation even had a little overwhelmed panic.

The execution cultivator flew halfway, turned around and opened his mouth to Yashan.

"It's all gone! Go back to practice."

As soon as these words came out, a group of monks from Jiufeng Mountain left one after another. On the entire cliff, there was only A Ze, who was hung in the air by the execution platform, and was full of frightened birds and beasts.

The birds and beasts in the mountains were not frightened by the thunder. Throughout the cliffs, birds were abandoning their nests and fleeing, flying far away from the cliffs, while all the beasts ran towards the edge of the cliffs, and some were wandering uneasy on the edge of the cliffs.

"Azer-"

Jinxiu shouted in her quiet room. She also heard thunder just now, and even faintly heard the screams of A Ze, but the quiet room was cast by her master, and she couldn't get out at all.

"Master! Master, let me out—"

A monk from Jiufeng Mountain who was sitting cross-legged in the front pavilion opened his eyes, glanced at the direction of his disciple's quiet room, shook his head and closed it again. Jiufengshan has no reason to keep him anymore.

What everyone did not expect was that A Ze, who was hanging on the execution platform at the moment, did not completely lose consciousness. Although it was very vague, his consciousness was still there.

"Ho...ho uh...ho..."

Every breath was painful to the extreme, even with a single thought, A Ze couldn't open his eyes, he felt as if he was blind and deaf, but he could feel the fear of the animals in the mountains.

"Why am I not dead yet..."

Not long after the thought arose, a small spot of light slowly floated out from A Ze's tattered clothes, slowly turning into a picture scroll.

This picture scroll is already very broken, and it is full of scorch marks. The bright light on it is flickering, and it is dissipating along with some scorched ashes. Until the wind blows away the light, the picture scroll also seems to be full of broken and broken pieces. The scorched drawing paper was blown away by the wind from the cliff, and I don't know where it would go.

Although Aze couldn't see it, he surprisingly knew what was happening in front of him.

'No, don't go, no... Mr. Ji, I'm not a demon~www.NovelMTL.com~ I'm not, sir, don't go...'

Aze couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't see, couldn't hear, but he roared in his heart!

...

Jin Xiu was finally released, but it was already the third day after A Ze was sentenced, but she couldn't be happy, not only because of A Ze's situation, but because she vaguely understood that the sect should not stay Azer is.

Jinxiu was allowed to see Aze once, but it was only one side. When she could decide by herself, no one would disturb them. It was a very warm thing, but it was also a cruel thing behind it.

Jin Xiu didn't know how to meet Aze, and she didn't dare to meet her, but she knew how small she was. The sect couldn't take her own will as a transfer, and she couldn't keep dragging her. She wanted to go to Mr. Ji. , How did the mysterious Mr. Ji start to find it, and it took several months to find it? several years? Or decades? She wanted to find Agu and the others, but she couldn't bear to let Aze and Agu see them for the last time.

So Jinxiu can only prepare well and do what she can do. On this day, she left Jiufeng Cave and came to Ruanshandu. There are some things that are not available in Jiufeng Mountain.

Sugar gourd, little sugar man, spring noodles, beggar chicken...

Many of them were the things that Jinxiu and Aze had agreed to go out to eat together. Of course, there were also clean and tidy clothes, which she and Aze had.

It's just that although he was shopping, Jinxiu was a little numb, and the excitement and laughter of Ruan Shandu seemed so far away.

"Girl... girl!"

Someone shook her hand in front of Jinxiu, her eyes returned to focus and she looked forward, and responded in a daze.

"what?"

A woman who looked gentle and beautiful stood in front of Jin Xiu.

"Girl, I see that you're not holding on to your soul. You must have encountered a difficult situation, right? Will the disciples of Jiufeng Mountain also have troubles in the deep cultivation of the Holy Land?"