Judgment is a very difficult thing, it needs to resonate with the Heavenly Dao, if you don't have a suitable reason for the judgment, then it will not resonate with the Heavenly Dao, in other words, you can't make a successful judgment, and you may also backfire on yourself, which is also a major restriction of the Warden Division.

With Mr. Liu's current state, once there is an error in the trial, he will immediately withdraw from the state of Confucianism and lawlessness, and he will be seriously injured and dying.

The light shone on the Desolate Sect Master, but Mr. Liu was looking down at Ye Xiu.

"Over the years, I have been disheartened by the teacher, and the time to teach you has not been too long, and the teacher thinks that he will be imprisoned in Bashan like this in his life until the day he dies of old age. ”

Ye Xiu, who was kneeling on the ground, had already had red eyes and kept crying, he naturally saw that his master was already at the end of the crossbow, although he had prepared before, but when this moment really came, he still couldn't accept it.

"The disciple knows that the reason why the master has not taught with all his strength over the years is that he wants to hand over the disciple to the Warden Division, so as to avoid conflict with the law taught by the Warden Division. ”

After hearing this, Mr. Liu waved his hand to stop his words, and a smile finally appeared on his extremely cold face: "I have been in a mess for the teacher for more than 20 years, and I finally figured it out during this time, the sins committed cannot be solved by imprisoning Bashan, and the blood debt should be paid with blood, just because the teacher still has you the only concern in this world, and I will help you break the situation today, and there will be no regrets." ”

Ye Xiu was speechless, the brocade clothes on his body were dull at this moment, and he cried bitterly.

And Mr. Liu's gaze finally fell on the body of the desolate man grandmaster, and the smile on his face disappeared, and the cold color reappeared.

The Desolate Sect Master was expressionless and stood up: "I really want to know, how do you judge me?" By the way, my name is Mo Hai. ”

Mr. Liu didn't know him and had never come into contact with his life, so how could we catch his bad deeds? Not to mention that he was still a person without bad deeds!

Zhibai's gloomy face finally recovered a little, and he was not panicked, because neither Liu Yuxi nor the Warden had any way to try an innocent person.

It's just that nine out of ten people in the world are guilty, but some people are hidden deep and have never been discovered.

Mr. Liu was silent for a moment, and the judgment shone on the desolate master, and said loudly: "Mo Hai, the desolate master of the Southern Snow Plain, has attacked the Tang Kingdom for hundreds of years with the power of the desolate people, and has never stopped, and the lives of the army have been ruined everywhere they go, killing and injuring millions of Tang people, and treating human life as a mustard, which is not tolerated by heaven and earth. ”

The sound of the sky exploded into a thunderclap, Mo Hai's face was slightly gloomy, and he retorted: "Opening up the territory and expanding the territory, in order to keep the clansmen away from the sea of suffering, attacking the Tang Dynasty is a great thing for the desolate people, how can it be used as a judgment?"

It is difficult to talk about right or wrong in wars between countries, and this is a matter of position.

His questioning voice sounded, and the thunder that exploded in the sky slowly dissipated.

This is what a failed trial looks like.

But Mr. Liu's face did not fluctuate, his hand was still raised and not put down, the black and red judgment in front of him was only flickering but did not disappear, he had no intention of stopping.

"This sentence, cut in half!"

The judgment flickered and emitted light, but the thunder in the sky did not appear, and the desolate master still stood there well, without any abnormality.

He looked up at Mr. Liu with disdain, and did not speak, but intact was the greatest irony.

Countless people in Yuncheng looked at this scene, and all the sect families said in their hearts Sure enough, even the Warden Department is not judged how he wants.

Mr. Liu looked up at the sky, and the breath on his body rushed into the sky, he actually used himself as a medium to connect the heavens and the earth.

"There is nothing wrong with the national war, killing is wrong, today I Liu Yuxi on behalf of heaven, talking about trial, in charge of killing, willing to exchange life for life, this sentence, cut in half!"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder rumbled, blood-red thunder and lightning flashed wildly in the dark clouds, and the thick killing atmosphere suppressed the entire land, and the face of the desolate master finally changed completely.

No longer as calm and breezy as before, there was a look of disbelief and deep fear in his eyes.

The black-red words no longer flickered, and the thunder and lightning above the sky fell with a bang, and the blood-red thunder and lightning were like a quick knife, which could cut everything under the sky. Beautiful

Everyone looked up at this scene, and then saw that Mr. Liu's body was split in two from the waist down, his legs dissipated into nothingness, and the wound was glowing with starlight, and there was not a trace of blood flowing out.

At the same time, the same was true of the desolate Grandmaster Mo Hai, whose body from the waist down the abdomen had all disappeared and was cut down by lightning.

Countless people looked at this scene in unison, their eyes glazed, and the shock in their hearts had already reached the point of no return.

How can this be?

They were shocked by the strength of the judgment of the warden, and even more shocked by Liu Yuxi's strong strength and this fateful choice.

He actually used his own life to forcibly collude with the power of heaven to fall into judgment, exchanging his life for his life.

As Mo Hai said before, there is no right or wrong in the previous war between countries, in order for the wastelands to live a better and more comfortable life, away from the harsh environment of the southern snow field, it is the best choice for them to compete for the land of the Tang Kingdom.

There's nothing wrong with them.

Heavenly Dao recognized his words, so there was no judgment.

But killing people is wrong, because it is righteous for the people of a country to kill people, but righteousness is also wrong for some people.

Mr. Liu grasped this mistake and sacrificed himself for his life.

"This judgment will be gone!"

His voice resounded through the sky like rolling thunder, and the desolate master Mo Hai finally felt great fear, and shouted a word in a mournful voice, and then disappeared without a trace like Hong Jizhou before.

Since then, the world has evaporated.

And Mr. Liu's body is also slowly disappearing, but the speed is slower, enough for him to say something, enough for him to look at Ye Xiu.

His gaze looked down at Ye Xiu, his eyes were kind and gentle.

Ye Xiu had already been crying silently, and looked up at his master.

"Master, you haven't attended your disciple's wedding yet!"

He said cautiously with a trembling voice.

Mr. Liu was silent for a moment, opened his mouth and wanted to ask for a few words, but found that Ye Xiu had grown up and understood all the truths he should understand, so there was nothing to entrust.

He just looked at him softly, and after a moment he looked up at the sky, and his body was all gone.

The head disappeared and rose into the sky like a sky full of stars, as if it had never been in the world.

He's gone.

He should have died a long time ago.

It has not snowed in the sky since the death of the Snow Country Woman, but now there is starlight falling in the daytime, and these points of light are more like grains of sand, fine, shattered, and glowing.

A handful of star sand fell towards Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu trembled and stretched out his hands, and the star sand fell into his palm, which he gently held and pressed on his forehead.