Kitazye took the goldfish he snatched, and his face was full of happy smiles. Even more proud than she usually went to rob halfway and snatched back a large box of gold, silver and jewelry.

She held the "hay carp" and looked left and right in her room, feeling that it was not good to put it, and it was not good to put it there. After thinking about it for a moment, he finally decided to place it on the wooden shelf in the most prominent part of the wall. The things on the shelves were the best things she had picked out from the loot she had looted every time she was a child.

As the saying goes, a bowl of water must be leveled, and good and bad things must always be appropriate. So, she was proud of the spring breeze during the day, and retribution came at night.

She had a dream.

Everywhere you look, there is a white skylight, which is dazzling.

Bei Ran half raised his eyes to look at the surrounding environment, and the first thing he saw was a gray stone step less than ten meters away, step by step, a total of eighteen steps. Then there are a number of dragon head stone pillars arranged symmetrically on both sides, each pillar is carved with a giant dragon circling upward, each dragon is different in shape, and the size is not exactly the same, but they have one thing in common: they are all hideous, fierce and vicious. In the legend, dragons are auspicious beasts, adjusting the wind and rain, keeping people safe, but their appearance is all teeth and claws, and they can't swallow life alive.

Then there is the edge of the stone ground 100 meters away. She seemed to be on an island, for there was no support along the edge of the ground except for the ground beneath him, and it was the same when she looked around for half a week. After taking a closer look, I felt that it was wrong, not so much that this was an isolated island floating on the sea, but that this was a fairy mountain floating in the clouds. For it was not water that flowed at the border, but a mist of glow, blue and white, which flowed slowly with the clouds, like a very beautiful dream.

She had never seen such white clouds, and the sky so close, as if she could touch them on tiptoe. But all this was outside of her territory, and corresponding to that enchanting fairyland, was the dark and oppressive sky above her head, where crows flew wildly and thunder and lightning surged in the black clouds, and I didn't know when it would cleave.

A man in white wearing a silver crown and a magnificent costume stood on a high platform on the eighteen steps, looking at her condescendingly. Leaving aside the anger and coldness in his face, this person can be regarded as an extraordinary person, with a graceful bearing, just like a heavenly man.

His figure was very tall, so tall that Bei Ran raised his head hard, and he could barely see his face, but the outline of his facial features was blurred, and he only vaguely felt a little familiar. She soon realized that the man was tall and the reason was that she was too short. At this moment, she looked at him in a prostrate posture, her cheeks were already low to touch the ground, and there was still a trace of residual blood hanging from her mouth, some of which flowed to the ground and merged into a sinuous line of blood.

In addition to him, there were many people gathered around, dressed differently, but all plain. Like the man above, he still couldn't see his face clearly. Bei Ran closed his eyes vigorously, and opened them again, and the scene in front of him was not clear.

A few steps away beside her, there was a green sword that was twisted and broken in two, and for some reason, when she saw this sword, her heart hurt like a knife. She stretched out a hand and wanted to take the sword to see what was going on, but this move was even more heartbreaking, and she clenched her teeth in pain.

Her body was covered with wounds, her snow-white clothes had long been stained with blood, and the air was filled with a strange bloody aura, and the source of this blood was herself. She tried to get up from the ground, but she couldn't move, and her whole body hurt like tears. But the strange thing is that in such a situation, there is no trace of fear in her heart, but surprisingly calm, not complaining, not sad, not happy or sad.

The man on the platform took a few steps down, a little closer to her. In the haze, Beiran saw his two thin lips fanning, as if he was saying something, but judging from his expression and the reactions of the people around him, it was more like a sentence, and his tone was solemn, as if he was going to send someone to hell. There was a deathly silence around him, and after listening to his words, the crowd was restless, and controversy broke out one after another, but no one dared to come forward.

However, at this moment, Bei Ran, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have closed her five senses, unable to see, hear, speak, or move, or perhaps, she didn't want to see or listen at all. But that didn't change the decision the man in the fancy costume made, and it didn't stop him from doing what he would do next.

The man waved his hand, and two circles of light swam swiftly like fiery snakes, climbing up her entire arm, locking her wrists firmly and dragging her backwards for a while, before soaring into the air and hanging two huge dragon-shaped stone pillars on either side. After fixing, two more chains flew from the pillar, tying her ankles, and then the four chains tightened at the same time, pulling her whole body into a "big" character and hanging in the air.

In this way, the feeling of oppression that was a few feet lower before was swept away, and now she was taller than anyone else, above the air, overlooking the hundred and ten people below who were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

But she didn't like it at all, the two chains that bound her arms made her hurt, so tight that they seemed to sink into her flesh and suck her blood dry. On top of that, she suddenly noticed that it seemed that no part of her body was intact, and she had not felt anything when she had been lying on the ground, but now that she had gotten up, the wounds all over her body began to ache.

Especially when he was lifted like this, the weight of the whole person was added to the two arms, tearing the original wound even more, and the pain in the hands was especially worse. The wounds all over her body had tormented her to the point that she was no one or a ghost, and the four soul-hooking chains dragged her body apart as if they were about to disassemble her.

Patches of crows swirled in the air, converging into a black whirlpool above her head. From time to time, one or two fell down and perched on her hands and shoulders, screaming in a thick voice, "Ahhh

The man in the fancy clothes walked towards her, walking down the steps, surrounded by countless holy lights, and with each step, the light grew an inch. The crows were shocked by his light, and every time he took a step closer, the speed of the crows hovering slowed down by a minute, and finally they couldn't stand the persecution of spiritual power, and scattered and flew away screaming.

The space is higher, the air flow speed is much greater than before, and there is constantly wind blowing around him, blowing the hem of the north-dyed clothes to hunt and fly. At this time, she finally heard a sentence clearly, it was the man in gorgeous clothes, and he said sharply:

"I'll ask you one last time, do you know what's wrong?"

Beiran was silent, his eyes focused on the broken green sword on the ground, and he didn't look at the person who spoke. Before, her throat must have gone through a burst of hoarse screams and roars, and at this time, it was like a hot field dried by flames, and it cracked out of the ground, and the slightest sound made it hurt so much that it was almost suffocating. So, in order not to make herself suffer any more, she decided not to say anything. Besides, her psychological cues told her that she really didn't want to say anything.

But when the man in the gorgeous suit cast a spell on her and punished her, her five senses, which were almost exhausted, suddenly came back to life, desperately fighting against this mana that was so powerful that it was impossible to breathe.

A dazzling pillar of yellow light descended from the sky and hit Bei Ran's body, enveloping her entirely, and she really felt that something in her body was being stripped off from the attached bones like a blunt knife, thousands of times more painful than tearing flesh and blood raw!

Her body twitched, and even her fingertips trembled. There was a voice that cried out infinitely in her heart: It hurts! It hurts! It hurts...... Finally, at the last moment when the meridians were separated from the body, a wave of anger broke through the abdominal cavity uncontrollably, and burst out of her throat with a wail that was about to break her bones:

"Ahh......!!!h