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Two days later, An Tongsheng slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was fully dressed and still bound by the chains. His memory stayed at the moment when he rushed towards Yujia.

There are also fragmented and fuzzy memories, could it be a dream?

I just feel a little sore there, damn it, what did King Yujia do to him.

He shook his head and checked his body. Has he been assimilated so badly?

Only death can prevent him from turning into an evil devil like Yu Jia, and he can be killed. Why did he feel unbearable in his heart, and he felt even more strange.

Close your eyes and rest your mind, don't think too much.

On the third day, the execution day.

An Tongsheng was put on the execution ground, tied to a pillar, and dry firewood was piled around him.

There were many people standing outside the arena, villagers and children from Yangji Village, and some outsiders. Shen Yuexiu stood among the crowd wearing a cloth-like low-key hood, so that he could easily look at the thirteen demons.

"Brother An?" Xiaoxia's children raised their heads, with tears in their eyes, and their voices were mellow and weeping.

"Shut up, don't shout." The adult shook his child to tell him to shut up, and the child cried even harder.

An Tongsheng opened his eyes, looked at the people around him, and said in a gentle voice, "Children, don't cry, don't hate anyone else, and listen to your parents well. They are not going to burn Brother An to death, but to send Brother An back. Another world."

"Liar, they just want to burn you, kill you."

"Adults are feudal, and they always turn black and white."

"If they can't catch the murderer, they will use you as a scapegoat."

"They are just jealous of us kissing you, father, mother is really annoying."

Parents and adults beat their children in anger.

"How do you prove that he is a demon?" Xiao Xia asked loudly.

"Look carefully, he will reveal his true form when he dies." An adult said viciously.

There are different opinions that An Tong is different from human beings after his death, and will become a monster.

The village head led a few young men who had some prestige in the village, holding torches in their hands, and walked towards An Tongsheng.

With the sound of "teng", the fire quickly burns into a circle, and the flame grows bigger and bigger. The tongue of fire rises several feet high, illuminating the sky and the earth red.

Shen Yuexiu walked forward uncontrollably, suppressing her emotions, and muttered in grief: "Mr. An..."

The thirteen demons held him tightly to prevent him from being unable to control himself and rushing forward.

The cries of the children on the field were all over the sky, very ear-piercing.

"Listen to Brother An, don't cry." The flames were soaring that they almost swallowed An Tongsheng.

An Tongsheng didn't show pain, but smiled, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

His smile was very warm, which made the torrential fire less terrifying. The thick smoke that was originally emitted gradually faded, turning into a faint white smoke, just like the white mist on the fairy mountain.

The children were sobbing, looking at him with hazy eyes, their bright and pure eyes covered with a dark veil.

"Brother An," the child's voice was like the sounds of nature, and he shouted tremblingly.

"Don't cry, Brother An doesn't hurt at all."

His voice is very gentle and warm, even if he speaks softly, everyone can hear him.

The tongue of fire spread over his body, scorching his clothes and hair. His body was wrapped in fire, emitting a holy white light, making it difficult for everyone to see clearly.

The surrounding hot fire became warm and comfortable, making the people present feel strange, why do they feel warm.

This contrast makes them feel uncomfortable, feel that they have done something wrong, and have a sense of guilt.

It was morning, but the sky was full of rays of light, and the sun was glowing red, like evening.

The gorgeous sun filled the sky, and the drizzle fell continuously.

The corners of An Tong's upper mouth raised, and he laughed, which was exactly the same as the pure child's voice from the heart.

The laughter engulfed the children, and the corners of their mouths raised unconsciously.

——Laughter pierces the hearts of adults——

An Tongsheng's back spread out a pair of white illusory wings, like a fairy boy from the sky, without any evil spirit or blackness;

"I know books that say angels have white wings."

Everyone was astonished. Legend has it that angels are born to protect human beings and bring good luck.

A wisp of white smoke, exuding a little color, slowly lifted into the sky.

The fire is still burning.

The flames receded slowly, and An Tongsheng's face gradually blurred.

"Put out the fire, put out the fire quickly." All kinds of phenomena showed that An Tongsheng was not a monster, but a holy boy.

"Everyone, you didn't kill An Tongsheng, but An Tongsheng voluntarily, so don't blame yourself."

"Goodbye, children." As soon as An Tongsheng finished his words, the flames engulfed him, leaving only the glaring bones, the sound of the fire, the crackling of the firewood, and the faint smoke.

People finally sent their angels away.

"That, those are the bones of a child."

"He, he is really a child."

"He's an angel..."

"Why can't the fire be extinguished?" A young man extinguishing the fire yelled eagerly, sweating all over his face, regretful in his heart, with the imprint of the fire that could not be extinguished in his eyes, his face was bright red, he gritted his teeth and curled his mouth, looking He looked like he was about to cry.

Everyone looked up, only to see An Tongsheng's bones turned into ashes and dissipated into the world.

"Scared?" The surrounding fire has not yet disappeared, and his mood is complicated and heavy.

The children were unusually calm, they knew that it was the adults who killed An Tongsheng for no reason.

But they are all ordinary people and Fanhuo, An Tongsheng is disappointed with them, returns to the original world, and continues to live.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and a huge horse flew in the air, circling three times, flapping its black wings, looking very hideous and terrifying.

Sitting on the horseback was an evil-looking man with horns on his head, eyes staring at everyone, and a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's Yu Jia..." Everyone hugged their children tightly and stepped back.

Yu Jia hovered above the place where An Tongsheng was burned to death, and stopped in mid-air, his eyes frivolously and sarcastically swept everyone's faces.

"Tsk tsk, it's really touching, An Tongsheng voluntarily undertakes what he didn't do in order to save you stupid people alive.

However, I don't know if I never keep the agreement.Now, you who have lost his protection are like fish on a sticky board. "

When everyone heard this, they were afraid at first, and wanted to seek some support and protection in their hearts, so they blushed in embarrassment, tears welled up in an instant, knelt down on the ground, and confessed in the direction of An Tongsheng: "We were wrong."

Only Shen Yuexiu and the Thirteen Demons did not kneel down, which seemed unusually abrupt.

The devil horse landed in front of the fire, and Yu Jia Wang came down from the fire: "Chou'er, tell them all the good things that An Tongsheng did, and let them understand what kind of a good person I killed."

King Yujia wants to play with their hearts, make them feel guilty, make their lives worse than death, and fill the psychology of this group of children with complaints against them.

The magic horse turns into a human being, beautifies An Tongsheng with embellishments, and deteriorates Yu Jia.

He also made it clear that An Tongsheng was willing to drink the blood of the black heart demon for them, and he deliberately let them see it, causing misunderstanding.

All the evil deeds were done by Yu Jia. The people in Yangji Village are eaten by ugly children. The heroines in the village were also abandoned by him and given to the bandits for fun. The illusions he dreamed at night were fabricated by him.

As for abducting children, the children and everyone knew it well, especially the kind-hearted people, naturally knew that their children became sensible because of An Tongsheng.

All of a sudden, everyone who knew the truth was even more grief-stricken. It was the turn of some children who didn't understand why they were crying, but felt bored.