God lures him to attack

"Your life will end at noon today." A man in white clothes was sitting in front of a stall with fortune-telling hanging on it, while fiddling with the three bronze coins on the table, he said to the man sitting in front of him, "Death!" Misfortune comes from Yu Fei."

"You, what fate are you counting? How could I die?" The man slapped the table and stood up with an angry expression on his face, not trusting the fortune teller's nonsense.

"You don't believe me? It's okay. If you walk ten meters away from here, you will see a prison van carrying prisoners passing by, and you will die unexpectedly within an hour." Nan Jueming sneered slightly, but didn't say anything Tianji, "But I can't tell you how to die, because the secret of heaven cannot be revealed."

"Nonsense, I don't believe you!" After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left without paying.

Lu Yao watched the man pass him by, and then saw Nan Jueming who was present in the capital of Tianhuayao Kingdom.

Why is he here?

"Why don't you do the math for us too?" Mo Xi walked to the fortune-telling booth and sat down.

Nan Jueming didn't know why they were dressed like this, but he still picked up the three copper coins on the table, put them into the turtle shell and began to shake them.

After a while, he poured out the copper coins. Instead of falling on the table, the copper coins rolled along the table to the ground and got mixed into the crowd.

Nan Jueming frowned slightly, and wanted to reach out to lift Mo Xi's veil, but Lu Yao grabbed his wrist.

"It's inconvenient for my wife to show her true colors." When Lu Yao spoke, Mo Xi had already stood up and stood behind him.

"You two have strange fates. I can't figure it out. I'm really sorry." Nan Jueming said with a smile, and heard a commotion not far away.

The carriage drove the prison carriage to the direction of the execution platform, and the people on the street followed to watch the excitement. The man who said he didn't believe in evil just now was also in the crowd, with a look of sincerity and fear on his face, and then turned towards Nan Jueming's direction to come.

"Master, please tell me how to avoid this accident. I don't want to die yet. I'm still young. I want to return my wife and children..." The man tugged at Nan Jueming's sleeves and begged for a solution, while Nan Jue Ming's eyes have followed the prison car away.

"Let go, let go." Nan Jueming frowned, not wanting to talk to this man any more.

"Master, you can't do this. If you leave me alone, I will die." The man walked ten meters just now, and indeed saw the prison car that Nan Jueming said. He saw the prison car passing by, and suddenly panicked.

Because in Tianhuayao's country, no prison car would pass by the street, and all sentenced people would be sentenced if they were in prison.

"Are you willing to spend money?" Nan Jueming asked, shaking off the man's hand, stroking his clothes.

The man nodded hurriedly, with an expression on his face that his life was at stake.

"Go one hundred steps in the opposite direction of the execution ground, buy any item on the first person you meet, and chop it off with a knife." After Nan Jueming finished speaking, the man turned around like crazy and headed back to the execution ground. The direction is gone.

On the execution ground, a group of people quickly gathered, and they all looked at the three people who were put on the execution platform by the executioner, two men and one woman, all unkempt, it seemed that they had been imprisoned for a long time and had not been groomed.

Lu Yao and Mo Xi mingled among the crowd, listening to the discussions.

Bai Qiancha came out from the back of the execution ground and sat on the judge's seat. He glanced at the crowd, sneered calmly, and didn't intend to pull out the two men wearing veiled hats.

"The three-day period is up, you should be on your way." Bai Qiansha fiddled with her long hair, smiling evilly, and from the opposite direction of the execution ground, Ruoran hurried towards the execution ground with her maid.

A gust of wind blew, flying sand into the eyes, Ruoran stopped to rub her eyes, and the maid beside her walked a few steps faster than her, and was stopped by a man when she stopped suddenly.

"Little girl, can you sell me one of the things on your body? I will give it as much as you want." The man pestered the maidservant, and took out all the money on his body.

The maid looked at the heavy purse, and while the master behind her was still rubbing his eyes, she quickly pulled out the wooden hairpin from his head and stuffed it into the man's hand, taking away his purse.

When the man got the hairpin, he didn't care to say anything else, so he left directly to find a knife that could break the wooden hairpin.

"What happened just now?" Ruoran continued to walk forward after rubbing her eyes, and the maid hurriedly put the money bag into her sleeve, shaking her head to express that she just met a boring person.

"How far is the execution ground?" Ruoran asked.

"It's just ahead." The maid pointed to the crowded place ahead, and the two walked towards the execution ground.

"The time has come, let's carry out the execution." Bai Qiancha threw a token with the character "behead" on the execution platform, and the token flicked lightly on the wooden floor of the execution platform, making a dull sound.

Under the execution platform, people have not seen the execution scene for a long time, and they are both curious and panicked.

The fat-headed and fat-eared executioner walked up to the three prisoners with a big knife. Like the executioner in all TV dramas, he took a bowl of water and sprayed it on the big knife. The finely divided water flew across the three prisoners. face.

"Chop it up, why do you still spit, it's so disgusting!" Gan Zongde closed his eyes, disgusted by the flying spitballs.

When the executioner raised his sword, there was a sigh from the crowd.

Kneeling on the guillotine, Qin Huai clamped his index finger and middle finger, and silently recited a mantra.

The gust of wind whizzed past, and Mo Xi's pupils in the crowd suddenly turned silver.

When the big knife fell, a purple figure moved under the knife very quickly, protecting Qin Huai's body.

When the veil fell to the ground, the man in women's clothing had recovered his black pupils,

He looked up in horror, looking at the blade that was coming towards him.

"Mo Xi!" When Ruoran and the maid pushed aside the crowd, the executioner's knife was about to fall on Mo Xi.

"Mo Xi!" Suddenly, Bai Qiansha, who was sitting in the judge's seat, changed his eyes suddenly, and he stood up abruptly, his pupils glowing red.

A strand of broken hair fell with the wind, and the knife in the executioner's hand was shattered by an invisible force and fell apart.

Suddenly, there was a piercing scream from the crowd.

The sound of falling to the ground was mixed into the panic.

"Ruoran?" Bai Qiancha looked along the restless crowd, and saw Ruoran standing aside in astonishment covering her mouth, and the person lying on the ground was her personal maid.The maidservant's neck was scratched by the flying knife fragments, and she was already convulsed in a pool of blood. A bag of broken silver rolled down from her sleeve and scattered all over the floor.

When the fortune-teller saw the maidservant's body, he took a deep breath and hurriedly withdrew from the crowd.And Nan Jueming in the crowd shook his head and sighed: "Man dies for money, birds die for food."

"Mo Xi, let's go!" Lu Yao took Mo Xi's hand, jumped off the execution ground with the three untied people, and got into the chaotic crowd.

"Stop them!" Bai Qiancha looked away from Ruoran, frowned, and slapped the table to get up.

Soldiers poured out from all directions, and everyone in the execution ground was surrounded.

Ruoran saw that Bai Qiancha was going to stop him with his own hands, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Qiancha, let him go, he is not the one you love at all, he just looks similar to him, if you let him go, let him go too." push away.

Nan Jueming, who was in the crowd, saw her staggering backwards, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"If so, are you okay?" Nan Jueming asked with concern.

"It's you? Why are you here?" Ruoran was a little surprised when he saw his appearance clearly.

"I'll take you away." Nan Jueming glanced at the five fleeing people, hugged Ruoran and fled on the eaves.He was as light as a swallow, making the people around him sigh constantly.

Bai Qiancha narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Nan Jueming's leaving back. He took a step in that direction, but stopped, and turned to look at the five people who were fighting with the soldiers.

A black shadow passed through the crowd, and the wind swept away the crowd, and the people bounced in all directions, causing a mess around them.

Lu Yao kicked away the soldiers blocking the way, and the next moment, his hand holding Mo Xi was empty.

He glanced at the empty palm, turned his head quickly, and exclaimed, "Mo Xi!"