(Jiluo Mountain, Jiugong Spiral Star Square)

The caning of the wattle vine has ended. Three hundred lashes of rattan with hard thorns had caused Xi Mutong's back to open and almost shatter into crumbs.

But the place where he was beaten was covered in layers of blood, and nothing could be seen except for a bright red.

Blood had been flowing down her body, and under the torture rack of the red pine wood, there was already a pool of blood.

In the brazier behind her, the fire was blazing. The purpose of this brazier is to prevent the prisoner from fainting in the process of torture and escaping the pain.

So as long as her consciousness gradually blurred, the strong heat burned her again, and she could only swallow the piercing pain little by little.

During the entire execution, no one made a sound. Many more people were just silently weeping, praying that the 300 lashes would end soon.

Shui Ling'er couldn't stand anymore and fell to the ground softly. According to his temperament, he just wanted to rush to the execution platform and be whipped on behalf of Xi Mutong.

But he knew very well that if he did this, Xi Mutong's suffering today would be meaningless.

After the whipping was over, the spell applied to the wattle vine whip disappeared, and it softened leisurely and fell back to the ground, and the old green just now had turned blood red.

The rattan whip fell to the ground, and the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.

Shui Ling'er's strength suddenly came back at this time, jumped up from the ground, and walked a few steps in the lotus pond to pass through the dense crowd and stand on the torture platform.

His eyes were red, he didn't say a word, he raised his fingers, and he couldn't wait to use his sword qi to cut the sling that bound Xi Mutong's hands and put her down from the torture rack. But as soon as the hand was raised, it was already tightly detained, and looking back, it was the Jinshu Saint.

"Uncle Jin, what are you doing here?" he struggled a few times to withdraw his hand.

Jin Shusheng has long lost his usual gentleness and elegance, and at this time he is like a desperate lion, with two black eyes, which seem to be about to burst in his sockets.

He yelled at Shui Ling'er: "You blindly cut the sling like this, do you want Tong'er to swallow her last breath?"

Shui Ling'er was even more frightened when she heard this, and hurriedly asked, "What did Uncle Jin say about this?"

"What do you say? She has no bones in her body, and her body is just supported by icicles made of Xuantian water, and if three hundred rattans go down, presumably those icicles have already broken into countless pieces. ”

Shui Ling'er understood, but she was even more at a loss: "What? Then what should we do? Do you just let your aunt hang like this?"

"Of course not! Once you cut the rope and let her fall to the ground, she will definitely die, and now I can only hold her body, slowly lower her, and send her into the fairy mound to reshape the ice bone. Jin Shusheng explained in a fierce tone.

Shui Ling'er listened to the whirlwind, and retracted her hand.

At the moment when he shook his head, Jin Shusheng had already rushed to the torture rack, carefully supported Xi Mutong's soft body, then cut the sling, let her fall into his arms, and then without saying a word, he carried her and flew towards Baixiang Valley.

Shui Ling'er came back to her senses, and she and Qingqiu Wuwu followed closely, and the three of them soon arrived at the Hundred Fragrance Valley and rushed straight into the Xuanbing Cave.

At the door of the fairy mound, the two Xuantian toads were still lying quietly by the door, spitting water columns leisurely.

Shui Ling'er recited the formula, opened the mound door, and Jin Shusheng rushed in with Xi Mutong in his arms and put her on the ice bed.

Qingqiu Wuwu knew how to summon the Xuantian Toad, stood at the ice gate, and said a few words to them, the two Xuantian Toads suddenly loosened their throats, and called out twice, and then turned their bulging eyes and lived.

The two toads glanced at each other, left the place where they had been staying, swept past Qingqiu Wuwu, jumped into the mound room, jumped on the ice bed, and squatted beside Xi Mutong. (To be continued.) )