93 Fallen Flower
1812 Words
No one noticed Poria's reaction, so no one was surprised by Poria's exclamation-of course, the "no one" mentioned here is except one person, that is, the "high priest".
The "high priest" keenly noticed Fuling's reaction, turned around and looked at her with a smile, and said, "Fuling, don't forget your stand!"
Fuling's body shook, he couldn't help taking a step back, and his head dropped again.
"I declare--" "The High Priest" looked down at the people below, and said, "The trial begins!"
Fuling's body was shocked again as if something was broken in her heart.
The man under the altar was forced to raise his head by the soldiers on both sides grabbing his hair. Fu Ling couldn't bear to look but found that there was a gaze staring at him, but when he lowered his head, he saw Nan Xing's pair of tears. Light eyes.
Fu Ling's body trembled suddenly, and he hadn't seen him for many years. Nan Xing's changes were not trivial. Now she has a little less aura than before, but a lot more haggard and vicissitudes of life.
Nan Xing's hair was very messy, his face was covered with dust and scars, and the corners of his mouth were frayed. There were still some wet tears on his delicate face. It seemed that he had experienced hellish torture.
Fu Ling was shocked when she saw Nan Xing like this, and then two lines of tears fell from her eyes involuntarily.
Although Nan Xing's face was haggard, the moment she saw Fuling, she managed to squeeze out a smile, and said to Fuling with her eyes-"Don't worry, I'm fine."
However, the more Nan Xing was like this, the more Fuling's heartache was. Not only that, she felt her heart throbbing, and the pain almost destroyed her already very fragile heart.
Nan Xing's expression became very gentle the moment she saw Poria, she smiled faintly at Poria, lip-synching and said to her: "I'm really happy to see you again!"
Fuling lowered her head. She couldn't bear to watch Nan Xing make a smile for her. She didn't know how to face Nan Xing.
Southern Star...
Why, why should it be like this...
Fuling's tears rushed freely behind the veil, and she could not stop it.
However, Nan Xing still looked nonchalant and made a look of okay. Fu Ling knew in her heart that she just didn't want her to worry.
However, Fuling is not a child. Of course she understands the position between her and Nan Xing now, and what Nan Xing will face next...
She really wanted to jump on now and save Nan Xing. But she can't, she can't...
If she was still the former Poria, she could now voluntarily rush to rescue Nanxing, but she is not. She is now the "Gu King" of Miao Jiang. When she chooses to exist as the "Gu King", she will It means she wants to abandon the identity of "Fuling".
This is the price of becoming a "Gu King".
At this moment, the voice of "High Priest" rang in Fuling's ear again——
"Nan Xing, you have fornicated China and betrayed my Miao Jiang, can you be convicted?"
Nan Xing lowered his head and said nothing.
"The High Priest" waited for a while, seeing that Nan Xing didn't answer, and then asked——
"Since you don't answer, I will take it as your acquiescence. Then, since you have convicted, can you confess?"
Nan Xing still lowered his head and said nothing. Since her face is all covered with messy hair, no one can see her face clearly.
"The high priest" saw this and said lightly: "Well, if you don't answer, then I will treat you as a confession. Come, execute!"
As soon as the words of the "high priest" fell, Nan Xing was carried by the soldiers on both sides to the altar, and then the two soldiers standing on the altar erected a high wooden frame, and there were many piles under the wooden frame. On the wooden frame, there is a person standing behind the wooden frame, holding a long rope in his hand.
Nan Xing was pushed onto the wooden frame by two soldiers. During the whole process, Nan Xing did not resist. Maybe she knew that it was useless to resist, or she didn't want to resist. In short, she stumbled and was pushed onto the wooden frame.
Fuling didn't dare to watch this scene, her head was buried deeply and never lifted up.
Nan Xing was pushed onto the wooden frame, and then the executive officer on one side looked at the "high priest" with questioning eyes. The "high priest" nodded lightly. The execution officer understood and turned around and said to the soldiers responsible for the execution. "Ignition!"
"Yes!"
The soldiers responded, and then the flames ignited from under the wooden frame with a "boom", and Fu Ling's heart was shaken, and when he raised his head, he saw the figure of Nan Xing buried in the flame.
Poria's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and he only felt a throbbing pain.
Nan Xing was still smiling at the moment. She looked at Fuling with a smile, as if she was saying—"It's okay, I don't hurt at all"—but Fuling's tears couldn't stop flowing.
It must be painful...
It must be...it hurts...
Nan Xing, if you are in pain, just yell out... If you yell out, maybe the pain will be lessened, right? Don't hold back so hard... If you are like this, my heart aches even more...
Fuling couldn't bear to look again, but her eyes seemed to have lost the ability to move, looking straight at the southern star on the high platform.
Nan Xing has been smiling from beginning to end. Whether it was when the flames hit her body or burned to her hair, she never yelled or made any painful expressions, just watched quietly. Fuling smiled slightly.
Fuling's tears had already burst, and her heart seemed to be gripped tightly by something, almost painfully unspeakable.
"South Star...South Star..."
There was such a voice in Fuling's heart that kept shouting, that painful feeling was always in her heart, almost shattering her whole body and heart.
Nan Xing endured the pain in the raging fire, and just smiled at Fuling.
It must be painful...it must be painful... Fuling felt as if he was feeling the pain of Nan Xing personally. Her body and mind seemed to be connected to Nan Xing, and Nan Xing's pain could be felt in her in the same way.
However, Nan Xing has not shown any pain, her expression is still that calm.
The flame burned more and more fiercely, Nan Xing's entire body had been swallowed by the flame, and the pain was already unbearable...
She saw that the expression on Nan Xing's face finally changed—not to pain, but to guilt—she looked at Fuling guiltily, and gently spit out a word from her lips--
"Sorry, Fuling, this time I... have caused you trouble again..."
Her voice was very light, but Poria could hear her clearly.
Fuling's heart couldn't help but feel like he had been struck by something, and there was a tingling pain.
Immediately, Nan Xing's figure was swallowed by the raging flames, and the pain that Fuling had been enduring could no longer continue to be silent, and it sprayed out of Fuling's body.
She yelled "Ah", which seemed to be wailing from the depths of her soul. Then, her knees were bent and she knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down her face behind the veil...
There was no expression on the "high priest"'s face, he glanced at Fu Ling faintly, then turned his head, and said to the Miao people below: "You see, this is the fate of betraying Miao and Tianluo. , Her soul will be burned in the raging hell, and will suffer forever under the hands of Tianluo Shen!"
"Good! Good! Good!"
The Miao people below saw such a bloody and terrifying scene, but did not show any abnormality, but shouted hello.
Fu Ling could no longer hear the voice below. She was immersed in deep hell and nightmare, unable to restrain herself...
The "high priest" still looked unsmiling, stretched out his hand to help Fuling who was kneeling on the ground and took her back to the Tianluo Temple.
After returning to the temple, Fuling has always looked like she can't lift her spirits. Her eyes have always been in a sluggish state as if being eroded by a deep nightmare.
Seeing her like this, the "high priest" didn't say anything, but just turned a blind eye to it, and then handled many affairs of Miaojiang as usual.
What he didn’t know was that the seeds of vengeance had been buried in Fuling’s small heart, and she secretly made a vow in her heart-no matter what method, even if she put herself in hell, Kill the "high priest"!
Although there are still many mysteries in this time, Fu Ling knew in his heart that Nan Xing could not betray Miao Jiang. She was very clear about Nan Xing's personality. All of this was the fault of the "high priest". All the pain and hatred in Fu Ling's heart was sent to the "high priest" by her.
Swear to use this body to exchange the destruction of the "high priest"!
Since then, Fuling has been planning to kill the "high priest". In the end, she thought of a way that is to use Nobita's Saint Emperor Sheng Lingyun to destroy the "high priest".
That's why she wrote that letter, and then let her cronies, whom she had cultivated for countless years, travel thousands of miles to send a letter to Sheng Lingyun, just to jump off Sheng Lingyun's anger and let him launch an army to the crusade.
She knew very well that with the character of that saint emperor, she would be furious and sent troops, vowing to never destroy Miao Jiang.
Sure enough, things were as she expected, Sheng Lingyun launched a large army, and it only took three months to hit the "high priest".
Very good, Sheng Lingyun, you really did not disappoint me!
The corner of Fuling's mouth showed a devilish smile.
However, at the last moment, Fuling was killed by the "high priest". Although she regretted not being able to witness the demise of the "high priest" with her own eyes, she was still smiling when she died. As for the look of fear before death, it was the last scene that she took pains to perform so that the "high priest" could not understand all this until death.
She believed that her hatred, Nan Xing's hatred, would be avenged by the man named Sheng Lingyun...
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