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On the first day of September, heavy snow in the capital.

In the snow, a black prison car slowly walked towards the west city tower.

In such a rare weather, there are still many people watching the excitement. But after all, due to the weather, not many people come.

Su Balang is going to be executed today, which is well-known. Just as Chuya Pavilion was burned into a pile of rubble half a month ago, and those who refused to leave were burned to death.

Since then, there have always been people who hear the sound of the pipa at night, saying that the burned person is still in dispersed and wandering there and refuses to leave.

Some people who are brave and disbelief in evil will go to the ruins at night after drinking.

I dreamed of having an entanglement with a group of beauties, and after I went back, I got a strange disease and died within a few days.

The people in the prison car were tortured to death. What is amazing is that several serious patients who were originally locked in the prison car with her were all cured.

The prison car stopped, the fence door was opened, and the two officials dragged Su Haoyi out.

She was barefoot and with shackles on her legs, dragging a long mark in the snow.

A rope had been tied on the pillars of the city tower, and the demon Su Baro was sentenced to hang and was about to storm the corpse on the city tower for three months.

It was clearly noon, but the sky was as gloomy as dusk.

The order officer read the documents on the city tower about Su Haoyi's guilt. The voice was scattered by the wind and could not be heard clearly.

Most of the people below looked silly. They had seen too many scenes of killing people. Now that they came here, there was nothing to do.

The rope was tied around the neck, and the executioner pushed it hard.

Su Baro's body fell from the wall, swayed for a few times, and his hands and feet struggled for a few times before he stopped moving.

The person watching the fun looked up at his neck for a while, feeling boring.

The thin body hung there, like a scarecrow.

"It's apart, it's apart! There's nothing to see!" Someone said and walked back: "It's better to burn people to death in Chuyaoguan."

A carriage passed by, and the people in the carriage entered the city from outside. I wonder why so many people gathered here.

After listening to the comments from passers-by, I realized what was going on.

He couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity, such a smart person."

The one who drove the car was his shop and said to the car: "Our tea shop has not opened for half a year. I remember that Su Balang still has money in our account!"

"When the news is getting low, buy some paper money and burn it for him!" said the boss of Chunming Tea House.

On this day, Yu Rubi was about to give birth, and the Yi family kept hiding it from her, not asking her to know about Chu Yaoguan and Su Haoyi.

But the day before yesterday, Yu Gui left her mouth, and Yu Rubi was in a hurry and became angry.

In the boat gang, Zhang and Tong Sanye have set up a private mourning hall for Su Haoyi.

"Haru, we can't save you," Zhang knelt on the ground with his belly wide and cried: "I just wish God had eyes and would clear your innocence early."

At the corner of the city tower, the wind and snow are still there.

The spectators could not resist the cold and dissipated, but some people were reluctant to leave.

The man stood there, pursing his lips tightly and wiped away his tears. He is now wearing a warm fur and no longer looks as poor as before.

The snow was nearly a foot deep, and no one would have gone out if it wasn't for a very anxious matter.

A team of people rushed out of the city, and the black crow's official uniform was particularly conspicuous in the white snow.

It's really like a group of crows coming through the snow.

In such cold weather, white heat rose from the horse's body. The snowflakes fell down and immediately melted when they touched the heat.

But the horse was covered with a layer of shiny ice shell.

It was getting darker, but the snow had no intention of stopping.

The team rushed into the city gate, and the leader strangled the horse's head, and his narrow hawk's eyes stared at the corpse on the city tower.

After a long time, the snow on my head was already covered with snow, and I couldn't see clearly.

Only his bare feet, hanging stiffly, lifeless.

Quan Qingshi felt like he was frozen, sitting straight on the horse, sucking the cold snowflakes into his nose, and the steel needle made his chest hurt.

More than a month ago, he was sent to Chuzhou for business. When he heard that Su Haoyi was asked to make progress, he immediately rushed back day and night, but in the end, he still didn't have time.

"Sir, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time!" Cui Li whispered: "Be careful of the eyes and ears nearby."

Quan Qingshi snorted coldly, and instead of leaving, he got off the horse. Cui Li and others hurriedly got off the horse.

"You stay here!" Quan Qingshi held the cloak with one hand and waved it, threw down this sentence and went up the city tower.

The guard came up to stop and said, "There is an order from above, no one is allowed to approach the dead body."

Quan Qingshi didn't say a word, and kicked him up.

The man couldn't dodge and fell directly from the wall, landing on the ground and fell to death.

Quan Qingshi continued to walk up without blinking his eyes. When the rest of the people saw him, who would dare to go up to stop him? They had already hid aside.

Cui Li still chased after him and followed Quan Qingshi and said, "Sir, I just asked, Mr. Su was executed by the princess, and he was going to kill the corpse for three months. If you collect the corpse for him, you will be unable to do so."

The blue veins on Quan Qingshi's temples were twitching, and his face was so white that it was invisible.

Cui Li knew that he was in a state of rage at this time, but as a loyal subordinate, he had to be advised by Yan.

"Sir, just listen to my advice!" Cui Lixin made a frank and spread his arms to block Quan Qingshi: "Stay the green mountains and don't worry about losing firewood. A small impatience will cause trouble!"

Facing Quan Qingshi's murderous gaze, Cui Li felt that she had been cut into pieces.

But he finally held on and didn't take a step back.

The power of the world is the living king of hell, and his methods are cruel and inhumane. Whoever wants to seek favor from him is tantamount to heaven.

But because of this, Su Haoyi, who became an exception, became the golden hoop on Sun Wukong's head, and he could not touch it even if he touched it.

Cui Li is a powerful old subordinate, and he can always find five or six points in his temper.

He had never seen such an angry powerful man. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a man to kill gods and Buddhas.

Cui Li even prepared to slash Quan Qingshi with one knife.

The two of them had a stalemate for a moment, and finally Quan Qingshi pushed him away. Cui Li sat on the ground like a exhausted body, and no longer had the strength to stand up.

Quan Qingshi walked up to the city tower and took off his cloak.

The hanging body was frozen, and he carefully put his cloak on her and put on a hood.

The wind and snow were still there, and Quan Qingshi held Su Haoyi's body in his arms.

He hugged her very tightly, as if he wanted to use his body to warm her, but his remaining reason made him realize that it was futile.

No one dared to get close, because you can tell that he was crying when you look at the back.

No matter how stupid the people on the city tower know that as long as you see the living Hell crying, the death is coming soon.

They all turned their backs and walked down the city tower, and honestly became deaf and blind.
Chapter completed!