In the Tang army camp, Li Ke played with the dark broken knife in his hand with a dark face, without saying a word.
The originally eight-foot-long big knife was nearly five feet long after it was broken. The blade was pitch black and it was cast. It was roughly made. There were only a few circles of hemp ropes wrapped around the handle of the knife. If it weren't for seeing its power with your own eyes, who would have thought that this was a treasure knife that cuts iron like mud.
He reached out and took a cold sword from his subordinates, touched it gently on the blade, and the sword broke from it with a clang and fell to the ground, as if it was a piece of rust iron.
Yesterday's thrilling battle still appeared in front of Li Ke's eyes from time to time. The red demon with a pair of terrifying bloody eyes broke into the company camp with this magic knife backwards and began a massacre of a hundred thousand troops by one person.
Six thousand iron armors could not stop her in the slightest, but none of the powerful generals and soldiers who were experienced in many battles and martial arts could walk in front of her.
Two hundred and twenty elite soldiers and eleven generals dyed this invincible magical blade with their blood. If Xiao'er hadn't stepped forward and fought to the death at the critical moment, if she hadn't suddenly collapsed when she cut out the broken knife, Li Keyong might have really become a wisp of unjust soul under the knife.
Li Keyong slowly turned his head and said to a young general next to him: Xu'er, I have never seen such a powerful general in war for decades. If this woman could be used by me, why worry about the world?
The young general was his eldest son Li Cunxu. He shook his head and said: Daddy, this witch is just a lunatic. How could it be so easy for us to subdue?The child heard that she was the invincible general who was invincible in the world back then. Princess Changning was unparalleled. If this was the case, how could she be willing to surrender?If she is really taken away, she will be raising a tiger and will suffer from disaster in the future...
Before Li Cunxu finished speaking, he suddenly heard a muffled voice saying: Brother, I have fought against countless masters in my life, and never lost. Yesterday I lost.Dad, that crazy woman is indeed amazing. If she were there, Zhu Wen would not dare to act wildly in front of Dad.
Li Cunxiao walked in from the door of the big tent, with a thick white cloth wrapped around his chest, and blood oozing out from below.
Li Cunxu was interrupted and saw Li Cunxiao breaking in without any rules. He was unhappy and scolded: Your injury has not healed yet, why are you going out to do?Ye Qingping is Huang Chao's concubine. If you ask your father to take her in, wouldn't it be a real person and a disloyalty to him?Don't talk nonsense anymore and get back.
After all, Li Cunxiao did not dare to contradict his elder brother, so he stuck out his tongue and stepped aside.
Li Keyong looked at the broken knife in his hand and pondered for a while, and finally made up his mind and said: Xu'er is right, this woman cannot be kept.I think it's better to catch Huang Chao and send him to Chang'an and hand it over to His Majesty.
In the fourth year of Zhonghe, Huang Chao was killed by Qi general Lin Yan in Langhu Valley. The whole family and his concubines were all captured and taken to Chang'an for investigation.
At this point, the Huang Chao Rebellion, which lasted eight years, had completely subsided.
However, after this chaos, the world was turbulent and the people were separated. The once prosperous Tang Empire could only survive and silently wait for the day of destruction.
In February, it was chilly in spring, and outside the south gate of Chang'an City, a large group of strong soldiers were walking slowly in dozens of prison vans.
The prison car was full of Huang Chao's family members who were waiting to be killed. They all had dull eyes and expressionless faces. There was only one little girl crying from time to time, adding to a little sadness.
At the end of the team, two big horses were pulling a special prison cart. The entire prison cart was cast from pig iron, each railing was as thick as a duck egg, and iron plates were added on both sides, and even the cages containing tigers were not so strong.
In the prison car, Ye Qingping's hair was scattered, her face was covered in blood, and she no longer had the exquisiteness and beauty of the past.
In order to prevent Ye Qingping from escaping, Li Keyi ordered someone to use a wooden hammer to smash her knees, elbows and spine with a wooden hammer. Ye Qingping, who was paralyzed all over the way, could only stay in the narrow cage in a half-squat and half-sitting position. If there were two iron beams passing through her armpits and erected her, she would have been strangled to death by the iron shackles on her neck.
After checking the official documents, the prison chariot team entered Chang'an City and walked along Zhuque Street to the execution ground in Mingkangfang.
Ye Qingping opened her eyes with difficulty and watched the familiar scenes passing by her side on the street, feeling a little emotion in her heart.
How many times have she once rode a tall horse and rushed past here, but today when she returned to this place that made her dream again, she was as a prisoner, just like when she first came to Chang'an 17 years ago.
From prisoners to generals, to princesses, to prisoners, maybe this is what is called reincarnation for life.The team stopped in front of a huge square, with an iron pillar standing in the middle of the square, and dry firewood piled up below.
A high platform was temporarily built on the opposite side. The emperor stood upright and watched prison cars walk past his feet from a high place, but there was no joy on his face.
Compared to three years ago, the emperor is much older, with a haggard face and a frosty face. It is obvious that his life of running away in Shu was not happy.
Ye Qingping looked at the iron pillar standing in the center of the square and felt aroused in her heart.
The empty space, the floating city, the wide square, the towering iron pillars, and the woman who turned into ashes from the burning fire and the fire. All of this is the scene that has appeared countless times in her dream: No, that is not a dream.
She seemed to have caught something at once, and the once illusory thing suddenly became real.
In a trance, Ye Qingping seemed to have returned to the past.
The little girl standing on the cliff facing the sea with the wind, the Tingting girl under the colorful fireworks, the cold iron prison, the battlefield where the sky is shouting and killing...
Scenes that have been experienced personally or seen in dreams come one after another.
On the high platform, Li Yan slowly stood up and pointed at a beautiful woman below and asked: I recognize you, you are the daughter of Zhang Lin, the Minister of Works. Your family has received the favor of the country for generations. Why did you even become a thief and become Huang Chao’s wife and concubine?
The woman was stubborn and knew that she would die today, so she simply raised her head and looked directly at the emperor and replied calmly: The thief is vicious, and the country moved to Bashu with millions of people who could not occupy the thief.Today, Your Majesty came to ask me a weak woman. Where are the devils and generals when the thief did evil?Where are you, Your Majesty?
Li Yan didn't expect that she, a prisoner, would dare to question herself. She was speechless for a moment, her face turned red, she stopped asking questions, and waved her hand to announce the execution.
The prison officer saw that many women waiting to be killed in the execution ground were really good, so he ordered people to get several jars of strong wine to let them get drunk before being tortured.
These women also knew that they would separate their bodies and heads after getting drunk and could never wake up again. However, in order to avoid the pain of being cut off, they could only cry while drinking strong wine. For a moment, the crying on the execution ground was endless.
The decree personally walked to Ye Qingping with a bowl of wine and whispered: General, you should drink a bowl too.I will not suffer the endless pain of the wooden stick breaking bones and burning the body with a fire.
Ye Qingping smiled slightly and said: How can you get me drunk with such a bad wine?I have lived a mess all my life, and I must always be clear when I die.
Seeing that she didn't drink, the prison officer sighed helplessly, shook his head and turned away.
The wine is very strong, and soon the women fell to the ground and were drunk and never woke up.
Under the order of the executioner, the executioner dragged these drunken women to the guillotine like a dead dog.
The ghost-headed swords fell down one after another, and beautiful heads rolled out, and the blood spurted out from the broken neck dyed the earth red in an instant.
The delicate bodies that had lost their heads were limp in a pool of blood, and their legs were kicked and stopped moving. Only a few girls had extremely tenacious vitality, and seemed unwilling to die just like this. The remaining bodies that fell in the blood twitched slightly from time to time, looking strange and terrifying.
There was neither crying nor screaming on the execution ground, but the ghost-headed knife cut into the muscles and bones and made a slight sound.
One hour later, more than 70 Huang Chao's wives, concubines and families were all executed, and their heads would be inserted on high poles for three days.
But those once charming bodies were piled up in scattered together, waiting to be transported out of the city to be buried.
Only those women who died did not even have a tomb.
Two executioners walked up, opened the iron shackles on Ye Qingping's body, dragged her to the iron pillar, and tied them up.
The rebel Ye Qingping, who was ruthless,... A loud voice sounded in the execution ground, and the new Minister of Justice began to read out her ten major crimes.
Ye Qingping knew that it was finally her turn, so she couldn't help but sneer: If you want to kill me, hurry up, say so much nonsense.
After the crime was read out, the execution began. An executioner came up with a huge wooden stick in his hand, clasped his fists and said: General, I am also ordered to act, so please don’t blame me.
After saying that, he raised the wooden stick and smashed it hard on Ye Qingping's lower abdomen with one battle.
Ye Qingping's belly eyes were shrunk, and she felt the intestines in her abdomen break and shatter, and her whole body trembled in pain, and howled like a pig.
After a few sticks came down, she could no longer control herself. With a soft puff, the yellowish-brown feces and urine spurted out from between her legs and spilled all over the floor.
After the feces and urine sprayed, a large amount of blood mixed with internal organ fragments flowed down her thighs. Soon, a bloody mass of flesh fell from her stomach, and her uterus was squeezed out of her body.
As the wooden stick hit Ye Qingping, smashing all the bones in her body. Ye Qingping's shrill howling became weaker and weaker, and eventually turned into the moans and flies mosquitoes and flies, which were no longer heard.
Her head drooped softly on her chest, and her whole body twitched slightly and stopped moving.
The executioner was also afraid that she would die if she was tortured, so he quickly dipped a towel into ice water and scrubbed her chest a few times on her face.
Ye Qingping was stimulated by the cold water and slowly opened her eyes and woke up.
Her lips squirmed a few times, and suddenly she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and half of her tongue. It turned out that she bit off her tongue in unbearable pain, and the broken tongue blocked her throat, almost suffocating her to death.
When the prison officer saw Ye Qingping wake up, he nodded. Another executioner walked up to light the firewood under her feet.
The firewood was filled with cotton, oil, and other items. When they saw the fire, the flames rose more than two feet high, completely swallowing her legs.
With the slight sound of crackling, the white skin burst out, revealing the pink tender flesh below, and the blood mixed with oil slowly flowed down her thighs.
The pain caused by the burning fire made her consciousness that had just recovered was blurred again. Ye Qingping twisted her body in pain in the fire and made her last struggle, but at this time she could no longer scream and could only barely make a few indistinguishable low sobs.
Is it over like this?
Ye Qingping slowly closed her eyes, and the excessive pain had already numbed her to the pain.
Ye Qingping gradually stopped struggling and let the raging fire burn her body motionlessly.
Suddenly, a sound of calling came from a distance. Ye Qingping suddenly opened her eyes and saw a white horse racing towards the end of the long street. The extremely familiar figure was whipping the horse under her crotch with a horse whip, like a moth that was flying to the fire, rushing straight towards the execution ground with swords and guns.
No, this is not an illusion, it is Wenbin. He still couldn't let go of me after all, so he came to see me for the last time... A slight sound of Kara came from Ye Qingping's chest, and her heart shattered into countless pieces and dissolved invisible.
What's the pity that I could see the lover she missed day and night before my death, even if it was crushed to pieces and turned into ashes in the flames!
Ye Qingping smiled happily and closed her eyes.
The burning fire finally swallowed her up and turned her into a big burning ball of fire.
Ye Qingping's consciousness gradually faded away, and she felt that she seemed to have left the body, drifted away with the wind, drifting further and further away...
I don't know that after too long, she slowly opened her eyes. The pain of burning fire still came from all over her body from time to time, but the huge square and the iron pillar swallowed by the flames had long disappeared.
Ye Qingping found herself lying in a wet and cold cell, and a smell of mold and rot was coming to her face. Although the ground was covered with straw, the bone-thrusting cold air still came from the ground, causing her to shivering.
Could it be that it is really just a dream?But if it weren't for a dream, how could I survive the fire that devoured everything?
Ye Qingping stretched out her hand and stared at her arm carefully with the cold moonlight that penetrated through the small window.
I saw that the skin on the snow-white forearm was smooth and tender, and there was no trace of burnt.
Ye Qingping frowned, recalling every detail in her dream, as if she had remembered something.
Just when her heart was in chaos, someone behind her said: Sister, are you awake?
Ye Qingping turned around suddenly and looked at the beautiful woman behind her, and opened her mouth wide in shock: Su Ru, aren’t you dead?How could it be?...
Su Ru gently patted her head and said with a smile: What are you talking about?Are you just looking forward to my death?The verdict has not been issued yet, and maybe I will not die if I encounter an amnesty.
Ye Qingping asked in confusion with her big eyes: What were you talking about?Is this a death row?We haven't become generals yet?
Su Ru shook her head and smiled: Silly girl, are you confused in your dreams?What general?Have you taken the nonsense you said in your dream seriously?
Just as Ye Qingping was speechless, she suddenly heard a rustling sound from the corridor. Soon, a mysterious figure wrapped in a black robe stopped outside the cell.
A low and hoarse voice came from under the black robe: Are you Su Ru, Ye Qingping?I heard that you all know martial arts?...I can keep you from dying, but you will serve me for a year.If you agree, take this medicine, and you will hold your breath and pretend to die. I will have my own way to get you out tomorrow.
As he said that, he took out two pills from his arms and threw them into the cell.
Looking at the bloody pill, Ye Qingping seemed to understand something suddenly. She suddenly stomped the pill and shattered it, tilting her head up like crazy and laughing.
In the cold and cold night, hoarse laughter echoed in the prison for a long time.
There are fairy mountains overseas, thousands of feet high and directly to the heavenly court. The mountains are covered with clouds and mist, and rare birds, beasts, flowers and trees are everywhere.
Next to a strange stone on the top of the mountain, two immortals were playing chess. A piece of green jade shone with a mist on the chessboard, and the clouds and mist inside were shrouded in it, forming a world of its own.
The scenery changes in the jade. A baby girl was born in a small fishing village by the sea. The girl grew up and embarked on a long journey to find her father with her sister.
On a night with brilliant fireworks, a battlefield full of war, the magnificent Daming Palace...
Scenes flashed quickly in the jade, and more than ten years of time were just a short moment here.
Suddenly, the clouds and mist in the green jade dissipated and became empty.
The yellow-clothed immortal exclaimed and stretched out his hand, but his hand was still empty and nothing was called. He muttered to himself: It's amazing, this dark cloud crystal has been burned by earth fire for thousands of years, and it is an extremely strong thing in the world. How can it melt?
The fairy in white who was playing chess stroked her beard and smiled: Although the dark cloud crystal is hard, you use it to build a human heart.What can’t be melted in this vast world melting pot?
The yellow-clothed immortal pondered for a while, and smiled relieved and said: Yes, I lost.
The fairy in white stood up and sighed: This world of cause and effect cycle is changing in a complicated way. When you and I first realized the great way, I want to conquer the world. Wouldn't it be a joke?
As the storm gathered and dispersed, the two immortals had left, leaving only a game that had not yet been completed on the chessboard.
The ancient road is windy, and the sun sets. On the vast wasteland, two thin horses are slowly walking side by side under the bloody setting sun.
There was a man and a woman, the man was a young man, who was handsome, but he looked sad at this moment, as if someone owed him money and refused to pay it back.
The girl who walked side by side with him was only eighteen or nineteen years old. She was naturally beautiful and had an unparalleled appearance. She chattered like a little sparrow along the way, and occasionally let out a few silver bell-like giggles, looking full of joy.
I heard the young man say with a bitter face: Miss Ye, you really recognize the wrong person. Although my name is Zhang Wenbin, I am not the top scholar you mentioned, nor your husband.I have no grudges and grudges with you, why did you tie me to this desolate place?If you want money, my Zhang family can afford it, so I will give it to you naturally.
The girl smiled and said: If I want money, I will naturally have as much as I want, so why should I come to you?If I weren't your wife, how could I know your birth date and privacy secrets?If you weren't my husband, how could you come out with me at first sight?
Seeing that it was getting farther and farther away from Chang'an, the young master couldn't help but feel anxious and begged: I just see that you look familiar, but I don't know who you are.I really don’t remember the past life you said. Why not do this? Let’s go back to Chang’an and think slowly.
The girl blinked and said: We have time to go all the way, I will help you remember it slowly.When you accompany me to the place and follow my wishes or remember those things, I will let you go home.
After saying that, he laughed happily and whipped the young man on the buttocks of the horse.
The horse was frightened and flew away with four hooves. The girl urged the horse to chase after it. In a blink of an eye, the two of them were chasing one after another and had already gone away, and finally turned into two small black dots and disappeared into the horizon.
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The originally eight-foot-long big knife was nearly five feet long after it was broken. The blade was pitch black and it was cast. It was roughly made. There were only a few circles of hemp ropes wrapped around the handle of the knife. If it weren't for seeing its power with your own eyes, who would have thought that this was a treasure knife that cuts iron like mud.
He reached out and took a cold sword from his subordinates, touched it gently on the blade, and the sword broke from it with a clang and fell to the ground, as if it was a piece of rust iron.
Yesterday's thrilling battle still appeared in front of Li Ke's eyes from time to time. The red demon with a pair of terrifying bloody eyes broke into the company camp with this magic knife backwards and began a massacre of a hundred thousand troops by one person.
Six thousand iron armors could not stop her in the slightest, but none of the powerful generals and soldiers who were experienced in many battles and martial arts could walk in front of her.
Two hundred and twenty elite soldiers and eleven generals dyed this invincible magical blade with their blood. If Xiao'er hadn't stepped forward and fought to the death at the critical moment, if she hadn't suddenly collapsed when she cut out the broken knife, Li Keyong might have really become a wisp of unjust soul under the knife.
Li Keyong slowly turned his head and said to a young general next to him: Xu'er, I have never seen such a powerful general in war for decades. If this woman could be used by me, why worry about the world?
The young general was his eldest son Li Cunxu. He shook his head and said: Daddy, this witch is just a lunatic. How could it be so easy for us to subdue?The child heard that she was the invincible general who was invincible in the world back then. Princess Changning was unparalleled. If this was the case, how could she be willing to surrender?If she is really taken away, she will be raising a tiger and will suffer from disaster in the future...
Before Li Cunxu finished speaking, he suddenly heard a muffled voice saying: Brother, I have fought against countless masters in my life, and never lost. Yesterday I lost.Dad, that crazy woman is indeed amazing. If she were there, Zhu Wen would not dare to act wildly in front of Dad.
Li Cunxiao walked in from the door of the big tent, with a thick white cloth wrapped around his chest, and blood oozing out from below.
Li Cunxu was interrupted and saw Li Cunxiao breaking in without any rules. He was unhappy and scolded: Your injury has not healed yet, why are you going out to do?Ye Qingping is Huang Chao's concubine. If you ask your father to take her in, wouldn't it be a real person and a disloyalty to him?Don't talk nonsense anymore and get back.
After all, Li Cunxiao did not dare to contradict his elder brother, so he stuck out his tongue and stepped aside.
Li Keyong looked at the broken knife in his hand and pondered for a while, and finally made up his mind and said: Xu'er is right, this woman cannot be kept.I think it's better to catch Huang Chao and send him to Chang'an and hand it over to His Majesty.
In the fourth year of Zhonghe, Huang Chao was killed by Qi general Lin Yan in Langhu Valley. The whole family and his concubines were all captured and taken to Chang'an for investigation.
At this point, the Huang Chao Rebellion, which lasted eight years, had completely subsided.
However, after this chaos, the world was turbulent and the people were separated. The once prosperous Tang Empire could only survive and silently wait for the day of destruction.
In February, it was chilly in spring, and outside the south gate of Chang'an City, a large group of strong soldiers were walking slowly in dozens of prison vans.
The prison car was full of Huang Chao's family members who were waiting to be killed. They all had dull eyes and expressionless faces. There was only one little girl crying from time to time, adding to a little sadness.
At the end of the team, two big horses were pulling a special prison cart. The entire prison cart was cast from pig iron, each railing was as thick as a duck egg, and iron plates were added on both sides, and even the cages containing tigers were not so strong.
In the prison car, Ye Qingping's hair was scattered, her face was covered in blood, and she no longer had the exquisiteness and beauty of the past.
In order to prevent Ye Qingping from escaping, Li Keyi ordered someone to use a wooden hammer to smash her knees, elbows and spine with a wooden hammer. Ye Qingping, who was paralyzed all over the way, could only stay in the narrow cage in a half-squat and half-sitting position. If there were two iron beams passing through her armpits and erected her, she would have been strangled to death by the iron shackles on her neck.
After checking the official documents, the prison chariot team entered Chang'an City and walked along Zhuque Street to the execution ground in Mingkangfang.
Ye Qingping opened her eyes with difficulty and watched the familiar scenes passing by her side on the street, feeling a little emotion in her heart.
How many times have she once rode a tall horse and rushed past here, but today when she returned to this place that made her dream again, she was as a prisoner, just like when she first came to Chang'an 17 years ago.
From prisoners to generals, to princesses, to prisoners, maybe this is what is called reincarnation for life.The team stopped in front of a huge square, with an iron pillar standing in the middle of the square, and dry firewood piled up below.
A high platform was temporarily built on the opposite side. The emperor stood upright and watched prison cars walk past his feet from a high place, but there was no joy on his face.
Compared to three years ago, the emperor is much older, with a haggard face and a frosty face. It is obvious that his life of running away in Shu was not happy.
Ye Qingping looked at the iron pillar standing in the center of the square and felt aroused in her heart.
The empty space, the floating city, the wide square, the towering iron pillars, and the woman who turned into ashes from the burning fire and the fire. All of this is the scene that has appeared countless times in her dream: No, that is not a dream.
She seemed to have caught something at once, and the once illusory thing suddenly became real.
In a trance, Ye Qingping seemed to have returned to the past.
The little girl standing on the cliff facing the sea with the wind, the Tingting girl under the colorful fireworks, the cold iron prison, the battlefield where the sky is shouting and killing...
Scenes that have been experienced personally or seen in dreams come one after another.
On the high platform, Li Yan slowly stood up and pointed at a beautiful woman below and asked: I recognize you, you are the daughter of Zhang Lin, the Minister of Works. Your family has received the favor of the country for generations. Why did you even become a thief and become Huang Chao’s wife and concubine?
The woman was stubborn and knew that she would die today, so she simply raised her head and looked directly at the emperor and replied calmly: The thief is vicious, and the country moved to Bashu with millions of people who could not occupy the thief.Today, Your Majesty came to ask me a weak woman. Where are the devils and generals when the thief did evil?Where are you, Your Majesty?
Li Yan didn't expect that she, a prisoner, would dare to question herself. She was speechless for a moment, her face turned red, she stopped asking questions, and waved her hand to announce the execution.
The prison officer saw that many women waiting to be killed in the execution ground were really good, so he ordered people to get several jars of strong wine to let them get drunk before being tortured.
These women also knew that they would separate their bodies and heads after getting drunk and could never wake up again. However, in order to avoid the pain of being cut off, they could only cry while drinking strong wine. For a moment, the crying on the execution ground was endless.
The decree personally walked to Ye Qingping with a bowl of wine and whispered: General, you should drink a bowl too.I will not suffer the endless pain of the wooden stick breaking bones and burning the body with a fire.
Ye Qingping smiled slightly and said: How can you get me drunk with such a bad wine?I have lived a mess all my life, and I must always be clear when I die.
Seeing that she didn't drink, the prison officer sighed helplessly, shook his head and turned away.
The wine is very strong, and soon the women fell to the ground and were drunk and never woke up.
Under the order of the executioner, the executioner dragged these drunken women to the guillotine like a dead dog.
The ghost-headed swords fell down one after another, and beautiful heads rolled out, and the blood spurted out from the broken neck dyed the earth red in an instant.
The delicate bodies that had lost their heads were limp in a pool of blood, and their legs were kicked and stopped moving. Only a few girls had extremely tenacious vitality, and seemed unwilling to die just like this. The remaining bodies that fell in the blood twitched slightly from time to time, looking strange and terrifying.
There was neither crying nor screaming on the execution ground, but the ghost-headed knife cut into the muscles and bones and made a slight sound.
One hour later, more than 70 Huang Chao's wives, concubines and families were all executed, and their heads would be inserted on high poles for three days.
But those once charming bodies were piled up in scattered together, waiting to be transported out of the city to be buried.
Only those women who died did not even have a tomb.
Two executioners walked up, opened the iron shackles on Ye Qingping's body, dragged her to the iron pillar, and tied them up.
The rebel Ye Qingping, who was ruthless,... A loud voice sounded in the execution ground, and the new Minister of Justice began to read out her ten major crimes.
Ye Qingping knew that it was finally her turn, so she couldn't help but sneer: If you want to kill me, hurry up, say so much nonsense.
After the crime was read out, the execution began. An executioner came up with a huge wooden stick in his hand, clasped his fists and said: General, I am also ordered to act, so please don’t blame me.
After saying that, he raised the wooden stick and smashed it hard on Ye Qingping's lower abdomen with one battle.
Ye Qingping's belly eyes were shrunk, and she felt the intestines in her abdomen break and shatter, and her whole body trembled in pain, and howled like a pig.
After a few sticks came down, she could no longer control herself. With a soft puff, the yellowish-brown feces and urine spurted out from between her legs and spilled all over the floor.
After the feces and urine sprayed, a large amount of blood mixed with internal organ fragments flowed down her thighs. Soon, a bloody mass of flesh fell from her stomach, and her uterus was squeezed out of her body.
As the wooden stick hit Ye Qingping, smashing all the bones in her body. Ye Qingping's shrill howling became weaker and weaker, and eventually turned into the moans and flies mosquitoes and flies, which were no longer heard.
Her head drooped softly on her chest, and her whole body twitched slightly and stopped moving.
The executioner was also afraid that she would die if she was tortured, so he quickly dipped a towel into ice water and scrubbed her chest a few times on her face.
Ye Qingping was stimulated by the cold water and slowly opened her eyes and woke up.
Her lips squirmed a few times, and suddenly she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and half of her tongue. It turned out that she bit off her tongue in unbearable pain, and the broken tongue blocked her throat, almost suffocating her to death.
When the prison officer saw Ye Qingping wake up, he nodded. Another executioner walked up to light the firewood under her feet.
The firewood was filled with cotton, oil, and other items. When they saw the fire, the flames rose more than two feet high, completely swallowing her legs.
With the slight sound of crackling, the white skin burst out, revealing the pink tender flesh below, and the blood mixed with oil slowly flowed down her thighs.
The pain caused by the burning fire made her consciousness that had just recovered was blurred again. Ye Qingping twisted her body in pain in the fire and made her last struggle, but at this time she could no longer scream and could only barely make a few indistinguishable low sobs.
Is it over like this?
Ye Qingping slowly closed her eyes, and the excessive pain had already numbed her to the pain.
Ye Qingping gradually stopped struggling and let the raging fire burn her body motionlessly.
Suddenly, a sound of calling came from a distance. Ye Qingping suddenly opened her eyes and saw a white horse racing towards the end of the long street. The extremely familiar figure was whipping the horse under her crotch with a horse whip, like a moth that was flying to the fire, rushing straight towards the execution ground with swords and guns.
No, this is not an illusion, it is Wenbin. He still couldn't let go of me after all, so he came to see me for the last time... A slight sound of Kara came from Ye Qingping's chest, and her heart shattered into countless pieces and dissolved invisible.
What's the pity that I could see the lover she missed day and night before my death, even if it was crushed to pieces and turned into ashes in the flames!
Ye Qingping smiled happily and closed her eyes.
The burning fire finally swallowed her up and turned her into a big burning ball of fire.
Ye Qingping's consciousness gradually faded away, and she felt that she seemed to have left the body, drifted away with the wind, drifting further and further away...
I don't know that after too long, she slowly opened her eyes. The pain of burning fire still came from all over her body from time to time, but the huge square and the iron pillar swallowed by the flames had long disappeared.
Ye Qingping found herself lying in a wet and cold cell, and a smell of mold and rot was coming to her face. Although the ground was covered with straw, the bone-thrusting cold air still came from the ground, causing her to shivering.
Could it be that it is really just a dream?But if it weren't for a dream, how could I survive the fire that devoured everything?
Ye Qingping stretched out her hand and stared at her arm carefully with the cold moonlight that penetrated through the small window.
I saw that the skin on the snow-white forearm was smooth and tender, and there was no trace of burnt.
Ye Qingping frowned, recalling every detail in her dream, as if she had remembered something.
Just when her heart was in chaos, someone behind her said: Sister, are you awake?
Ye Qingping turned around suddenly and looked at the beautiful woman behind her, and opened her mouth wide in shock: Su Ru, aren’t you dead?How could it be?...
Su Ru gently patted her head and said with a smile: What are you talking about?Are you just looking forward to my death?The verdict has not been issued yet, and maybe I will not die if I encounter an amnesty.
Ye Qingping asked in confusion with her big eyes: What were you talking about?Is this a death row?We haven't become generals yet?
Su Ru shook her head and smiled: Silly girl, are you confused in your dreams?What general?Have you taken the nonsense you said in your dream seriously?
Just as Ye Qingping was speechless, she suddenly heard a rustling sound from the corridor. Soon, a mysterious figure wrapped in a black robe stopped outside the cell.
A low and hoarse voice came from under the black robe: Are you Su Ru, Ye Qingping?I heard that you all know martial arts?...I can keep you from dying, but you will serve me for a year.If you agree, take this medicine, and you will hold your breath and pretend to die. I will have my own way to get you out tomorrow.
As he said that, he took out two pills from his arms and threw them into the cell.
Looking at the bloody pill, Ye Qingping seemed to understand something suddenly. She suddenly stomped the pill and shattered it, tilting her head up like crazy and laughing.
In the cold and cold night, hoarse laughter echoed in the prison for a long time.
There are fairy mountains overseas, thousands of feet high and directly to the heavenly court. The mountains are covered with clouds and mist, and rare birds, beasts, flowers and trees are everywhere.
Next to a strange stone on the top of the mountain, two immortals were playing chess. A piece of green jade shone with a mist on the chessboard, and the clouds and mist inside were shrouded in it, forming a world of its own.
The scenery changes in the jade. A baby girl was born in a small fishing village by the sea. The girl grew up and embarked on a long journey to find her father with her sister.
On a night with brilliant fireworks, a battlefield full of war, the magnificent Daming Palace...
Scenes flashed quickly in the jade, and more than ten years of time were just a short moment here.
Suddenly, the clouds and mist in the green jade dissipated and became empty.
The yellow-clothed immortal exclaimed and stretched out his hand, but his hand was still empty and nothing was called. He muttered to himself: It's amazing, this dark cloud crystal has been burned by earth fire for thousands of years, and it is an extremely strong thing in the world. How can it melt?
The fairy in white who was playing chess stroked her beard and smiled: Although the dark cloud crystal is hard, you use it to build a human heart.What can’t be melted in this vast world melting pot?
The yellow-clothed immortal pondered for a while, and smiled relieved and said: Yes, I lost.
The fairy in white stood up and sighed: This world of cause and effect cycle is changing in a complicated way. When you and I first realized the great way, I want to conquer the world. Wouldn't it be a joke?
As the storm gathered and dispersed, the two immortals had left, leaving only a game that had not yet been completed on the chessboard.
The ancient road is windy, and the sun sets. On the vast wasteland, two thin horses are slowly walking side by side under the bloody setting sun.
There was a man and a woman, the man was a young man, who was handsome, but he looked sad at this moment, as if someone owed him money and refused to pay it back.
The girl who walked side by side with him was only eighteen or nineteen years old. She was naturally beautiful and had an unparalleled appearance. She chattered like a little sparrow along the way, and occasionally let out a few silver bell-like giggles, looking full of joy.
I heard the young man say with a bitter face: Miss Ye, you really recognize the wrong person. Although my name is Zhang Wenbin, I am not the top scholar you mentioned, nor your husband.I have no grudges and grudges with you, why did you tie me to this desolate place?If you want money, my Zhang family can afford it, so I will give it to you naturally.
The girl smiled and said: If I want money, I will naturally have as much as I want, so why should I come to you?If I weren't your wife, how could I know your birth date and privacy secrets?If you weren't my husband, how could you come out with me at first sight?
Seeing that it was getting farther and farther away from Chang'an, the young master couldn't help but feel anxious and begged: I just see that you look familiar, but I don't know who you are.I really don’t remember the past life you said. Why not do this? Let’s go back to Chang’an and think slowly.
The girl blinked and said: We have time to go all the way, I will help you remember it slowly.When you accompany me to the place and follow my wishes or remember those things, I will let you go home.
After saying that, he laughed happily and whipped the young man on the buttocks of the horse.
The horse was frightened and flew away with four hooves. The girl urged the horse to chase after it. In a blink of an eye, the two of them were chasing one after another and had already gone away, and finally turned into two small black dots and disappeared into the horizon.
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