The sun rises and the moon sets and the sun rises.

Luoyang City will be executed today a famous court official. He was once the Zuo Pushe of the Shangshu Province, but now he has become a prisoner, waiting for the executioner's ghost-headed sword to cut off his great head. Lin Pan followed Lin Yile's advice and never let down his slap, although he had long been on the verge of being unbearable.

But Lin Pan was still dragged and taken to the execution platform, waiting for his final outcome.

Nothing is more frustrating and despair than this. Looking at the faces in front of you and the beautiful rivers and mountains outside the city, Lin Pan felt unwilling to accept it, but he could only let it go. This was his lifelong destiny. When he suffered in prison, he had already thought it clearly.

At this moment, he only asked for two things, one is that this disaster must not affect his children... the other is that if he still has a glimmer of hope and can survive this disaster safely, he will definitely resign from all his positions and become a commoner, and talk about his life.

Three people were sitting on the prison stage, Yang Mi, Qixiu and Yang Jing.

The three ministers were dressed in five-color court uniforms, and armored soldiers stood behind them to show the solemnity of the court. The emperor asked the Secretary to order Yang Mi to behead him, which showed his importance. The surroundings were filled with civilians. They did not know what crime Lin Pan committed, but each of them was facing the scorching sun to watch the rare beheading scene.

Occasionally, there were a few more people who were filled with righteous indignation and spit out thick phlegm from afar.

If it weren't for the many armored soldiers around, these civilians might have thrown the rotten eggs and sweet potatoes they brought to the execution platform.

It was already noon, and Qixiu was impatient. He got up and came to the center of the main seat, stared at Yang Mi's eyes and said, "Mr. Yang, the time is here." Yang Mi frowned, nodded slightly, and thought to himself: Why hasn't Lin Yile appeared yet...

Qi didn't see Yang Mi doing nothing, so he stretched out his hand, grabbed a token, and handed it to Yang Mi.

Yang Mi took it slowly and sighed secretly. Although he was deliberately delaying the time, the emperor's order was difficult to do. The beheading of Wu is the beheading of Wu, not Si Shi, nor Wei Shi. In desperation, he had to throw the token gently and whisper: "Catch it."

Qixiu turned around and saw the executioner taking a sip of the strong wine and spraying it on the ghost-headed knife. Lin Pan was trembling all over, his eyes closed and opened, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "I am wronged... I am wronged... I am wronged..."

"Mr. Lin, this confession is above your honorary name and the name is signed. Now it is called unjust. Is it a little late?" Qixiu held the confession and showed it to Lin Pan. Lin Pan looked at it and shook his head and said, "It was not written by me, it was not written by me..."

Qixiu sneered and said to the executioner: "Go to do it."

Lin Pan's heart was full of despair, and he closed his eyes in pain, and then killed him.

The executioner raised the ghost-headed sword, and was about to take off his sword. Suddenly, a delicate shout sounded: "Please leave someone under the sword--!" Qi Xiuxin was shocked and turned his head to see that it was none other than Yi Yang, the second wife of Lin Mansion.

There was a dead soldier next to Yiyang, but no one recognized him. Yang Jing looked at him carefully and shouted: "Dare to rob the law, be brave!"

But Yi Yang and Sun Jingshan were like a whirlwind, stepping on the shoulders of the onlookers and jumping onto the execution platform in three or two steps. Sun Jingshan kicked the executioner over, and Yi Yang cut off the hemp rope that tied Lin Pan's hands with a sword. The two of them were flowing and snatched Lin Pan out of the gate of ghosts in the blink of an eye.

But... the soldiers of the Sili Mansion were also extremely rapid. They quickly dispersed the onlookers and surrounded the execution platform.

Yang Jing stood up, pulled out the sharp sword from his waist, raised the sword and ordered: "Don't hurt these three people, capture them immediately!" The soldiers took the order and stepped forward one after another, but Yang Jing ordered them not to hurt others, so Yiyang and Sun Jingshan got a lot of advantages.

The armored soldiers of the Sili Captain were all brothers that Sun Jingshan had just met. Yi Yang did not want to hurt anyone. Both sides went back and forth with swords, but there was no blood from beginning to end.

Qixiu stood on the execution platform and saw that Lin Pan was about to be rescued, he quickly shouted: "Don't you use fists and feet without using swords to hurt people?!"

When the soldiers of the armored soldiers heard this, they all made ruthless moves. Although Yi Yang and Sun Jingshan were very skilled in martial arts, they were extremely difficult to face these 180 soldiers, not to mention that they had to take a wounded Lord Lin, and there was no hope of breaking through.

A group of soldiers and generals surrounded him, Yi Yang and Sun Jingshan were finally defeated, and were both overwhelmed by swords and axes. They failed to save the person and had to surrender.

The storm ended, and the onlookers who had not dispersed surrounded and talked a lot. Yang Mi hurriedly said to Yang Jing: "Sili Captain, quickly capture these two bold people and detain them and interrogate them carefully."

He glanced at the people who were talking, frowned, turned his head to Qixiu and said, "Sir Zuo Cheng... The court was robbed, and the people were talking about it. I am afraid that it was not the result that Your Majesty wanted to see... Besides... This little girl dared to come to rob us and wait for the court. I think there must be a hidden secret in Lin Panzhi's case. It is better to stop the execution and take it back for a detailed trial, so as to give Your Majesty an explanation."

Qixiu sneered and said, "Mr. Yang, this is such a big joke! The solemn place of the court is not a place where two thieves will stop executing after they are robbed? I don't agree to stop executing, I want to continue!"

After saying that, Qixiu took a step forward and stared at Yang Mi's eyes.

Yang Mi had nothing to say, so she could only nod her head, but she thought to herself: That brat Lin Yile is so calm...

At this time, Lin Yile was mingling among the onlookers, wearing a slumber, shivering, inconspicuous. But his eyes were like torches, staring at what was happening in the court, staring at a person - Qixiu.

Fa Zheng's eyes could see the black light emitted from Qixiu's body, but the light was gradually weakening, and replaced by a faint dark green.

That's a sense of fear.

Lin Yile's heart was so anxious that he almost rushed out when the executioner's ghost-headed sword fell, but at the critical moment, Yiyang and Sun Jingshan appeared, which was something Lin Yile had not expected. The appearance of these two people made the dark green on Qixiu's body thicker, so Lin Yile endured the impulse in his heart and decided to wait a little longer.

After all, he has and only has this chance! If he messes up, he will be doomed!

Finally, this opportunity came... The executioner's ghost-headed sword was raised again, Qixiu's breathing heavily, and the black and dark green on his body dispersed together. He now thought he was sure to win, and he relaxed all his mind with lingering fear.

This is when a person's consciousness is the most vulnerable, and when Lin Yile attacks angrily!
Chapter completed!