Liu Qingyun looked carefully at Xue Wangfu in the air, and couldn't find Fan Lihua after looking at it for a long time. The people tied to the stake are unkempt and unkempt, and they can't recognize who is who?

Liu Qingyun thought about it, and he sent Lu Jian and Zhu Bajie to the Chenghuang Temple in the south of the city to wait for him. He descended the clouds, landed in the backyard of the Xue Mansion, and went around to the Iron Tile Yin'an Palace. When I arrived here, I happened to be in time to send someone to check my identity. The errand man had a book of names in his hand and checked them one by one.

Liu Qingyun thought about it, hey, just right. I'll follow you, and I'll be in trouble. These are all unkempt, and I can't pull up all these people's hair. Blowing up all the hair in front of so many people? It's weird. It's much more convenient to follow this errand.

The errand man came to the first stake on the left, and he pointed to the name book with his finger: "Xue Dingshan, pick up your hair and take a look, but it's me." The big man next to the stake stepped forward and reached out to pull the man's hair behind him. The errand looked at it and nodded. Then he walked to the second person.

Liu Qingyun stood incognito beside this poor person, and he looked at the first person who was named. This is a middle-aged man, in his forties, looking at this eyebrow, eye and face shape, he was a standard beautiful man when he was young. Although he is a little older now, he has lost a lot of weight because of the crime, but he can't hide his arrogance.

Liu Qingyun looked at it, well, this is Xue Dingshan. It is really worthy of the reincarnation of the left golden boy, and the person who looks is quite beautiful. It's a pity that he committed Tianjo and shot his father White Tiger Star with an arrow. Otherwise, you can be sanctified in the flesh, and you don't need to suffer from this sword. Alas! Everything is a creation and a trick of people, who is to blame for this! I am here to save Fan Lihua this time, and this Xue Dingshan should be dismembered and returned to heaven. Although he felt that he was a pity, he couldn't go against the will of God.

Liu Qingyun finished looking at Xue Dingshan, and at this time, the errand officer had already arrived in front of the second person. Liu Qingyun didn't delay in front of Xue Dingshan, and followed the errand to the front of the second person. The errand officer rushed to the big man by the pile: "Fan Lihua, pick it up and take a look." The big man hurriedly ruffled Fan Lihua's hair.

The big man stroked Fan Lihua's hair, and Liu Qingyun hurriedly took a closer look. This time I saw that something was going on, and it was not Fan Lihua in front of me. Although Liu Qingyun said that he had never seen Fan Lihua's true face, he had seen Fan Lihua's portrait. Although the middle-aged woman in front of her is also a beautiful woman, she is completely different from the portrait she saw. Even after more than 20 years, this has changed too much, right?

Liu Qingyun was wondering? The officer next to him exclaimed: "This, which is Fan Lihua? Who are you?" The woman shook her forehead: "I am Dou Xiantong, the second lady of the King of Liangliao." The messenger looked at it and hurriedly walked to the third stake: "Hurry up and pick up your hair, let's see, is it Fan Lihua?" The big man next to him lifted the hair of the person on the third stake, and the officer was obviously relieved.

Liu Qingyun was also anxious beside him, and he was relieved when he heard that it was not Fan Lihua on the second pile. Seeing that the messenger was heading towards the third stake, he hastened to follow. Taking advantage of the fact that the big man was pulling up this person's hair, he took the opportunity to take a look. Well, that's right this time, this is Fan Lihua. Fan Lihua has not changed much, but she is much more mature than when she was young, and she may have suffered a lot of sins, and she seems to be weak.

This errand looked at Fan Lihua and then at Dou Xiantong. He sank his face: "What are you doing? Why did you tie them to the wrong stake, hurry up and change them." What's going on? Hurry up and change it. The two big men laughed for a while, didn't dare to say more, and reached out to untie the ropes for them.

At this moment, a little eunuch suddenly came in from outside. The little eunuch held a holy decree in his hand, and when he arrived here, he waved the dust: "The holy decree has arrived, Wu Sansi took the decree." The prison officer hurriedly came out from behind the table, and knelt on the ground with a flirtatious robe: "Wu Sansi took the order." ”

The little eunuch opened the holy decree: "Your Majesty has an order, and I order Wu Sansi to execute immediately." Qin this!" Wu Sansi was stunned for a moment: "Father-in-law, what if you haven't checked your identity yet?" The little eunuch handed the holy decree to Wu Sansi: "Lord, is this important? The important thing is that Your Majesty has made an order, and the emperor is afraid of long nights and dreams." There are a lot of people who have a good relationship with this old Xue family, and if they delay any longer, I'm afraid they will have extraneous branches. You'd better hurry up and get executed, right?"

Wu Sansi took the holy decree: "Since Emperor Zetian has already issued an order, then I will do it." Wu Sansi walked to the table, picked up the red pen and crossed a flying stick, and he threw the flying stick down: "The Xue family is guilty of great sins, and the crime is unforgivable." According to the law of the country, the nine clans were punished and Ling Chi was executed. Someone, execution. ”

As soon as he landed on the ground, the big man standing in front of the stake started to pick up the clothes of more than 100 people. What is this for? Isn't it an execution? Why do you still put your clothes? Ling Chi was executed to kill a person with a knife! Some people say that Ling Chi cut 36 knives, while others say that he cut 81 knives. There are also those who say one hundred and eight dollars. In a word, this criminal law is extremely cruel. First strip off all the people's clothes, and then drop the pieces of meat from the body piece by piece.

Liu Qingyun didn't look good, but he didn't expect the plan to catch up with the changes. The execution was brought forward. Liu Qingyun was in a hurry, so he quickly grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, played the trick with one hand, and said something in his mouth. He stepped on the gossip direction to find the dry position, put his hand on it, and blew on the soil in the palm of his hand. Burst.

This breath blew, and at that time, there was a change in the Xue Wangfu. In an instant, a strong wind blew, and the wind was so strong. It was as if the ground had been blown up by the wind for three inches, and the sky was full of dust, flying sand and rocks. Wu Sansi was blown out of the chair by the wind, he quickly covered his face with his sleeves, and hugged the canopy pillars next to him with his other hand.

Not only Wu Sansi is like this, but others are also uncomfortable. They all turned around and crouched on the ground. His eyes were closed for fear that the sand would enter his eyes, and some of them were even more unbearable, for fear that they would be blown away by the wind and lay on the ground. To what extent did the wind blow all the time? The chair on which Wu Sansi was sitting and the table in front of him were blown over by the wind. The canopy overhead is gone.

And when the gust had passed, the people arose from the ground. This look, ho-, all of them are disgraced. The dust on his body is a finger thick, and he has become a native man. Wu Sansi stood up with his support for the pillar, and said while patting the dust on his body: "What's going on?

The people around Wu Sansi replied while wiping their faces and dusting the soil: "But isn't it? Why do you see that there is such a strong wind in the middle of the day? This wind is really big enough." As he was talking, he heard a shout. Yes. This voice frightened everyone into trembling, and they almost didn't lie down.

Wu Sansi frowned: "What's going on? What's going on? At this time, the big man standing next to the third wooden stake pointed to the wooden stake: "King Wang, Wang, Wangye." You see. Fan Lihua is gone. When Wu Sansi heard this, he was thrilled and looked at it fixedly. Isn't it? Where is the third stake standing barely? The pear blossom tied to the stake is gone.

Wu Sansi hurriedly ran over, and he circled around the pile several times: "What's going on? Why is Fan Lihua tied to the stake gone? The wind blew away." Isn't this a shadowless thing? Why did he just blow people away, and this pile was all right? He ordered people to search everywhere quickly.

Search? Where to search? Can you find it? Now Fan Lihua is above them. Liu Qingyun cast a spell and there was a strong wind, and when everyone closed their eyes, he came to Fan Lihua's side, and broke the rope on Fan Lihua's body with one hand. Then he flicked his sleeves, and a cloud was held at Fan Lihua's feet, but Fan Lihua flew up and fell off within three feet.

Liu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, what was going on? It stands to reason that the apprentice of the old mother of Lishan should have mana! I just need to help her! Why can't she fly? Liu Qingyun took a closer look and understood. There was a talisman pasted behind Fan Lihua, and Liu Qingyun blew on this talisman, which turned into flying ashes and fell to the ground. Liu Qingyun flicked his sleeves again, and Fan Lihua flew into the sky, and Liu Qingyun followed closely behind.

Fan Lihua waited until the sky, and she reflected it. I have been in the Heavenly Prison for so many days, and the body pressure charm has almost exhausted the mana, not to mention that the strength of the unrestrained chicken is almost nothing? Seeing that he was about to be executed, he didn't expect that a sudden gust of wind would blow him into the sky, so he didn't react for a while. When she reacted, she looked down, worried about her husband.

At this moment, Liu Qingyun came up. Fan Lihua looked at Liu Qingyun who flew towards her and was stunned. Liu Qingyun smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist, your fate with Hongchen is over. It's better to go into the mountains quickly and find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to cultivate?" Liu Qingyun finished speaking, and he was about to pinch the magic trick to send Fan Lihua away from Chang'an.

Fan Lihua now knows that this sudden gale did not appear in vain. It must be the young man in front of him, the spell he cast in order to save himself, but why did he only save himself and not the Xue family? Now that he has no ability to save Xue Dingshan and the Xue family, Fan Lihua hurriedly knelt down in the clouds: "Fellow Daoist, please save the Xue family, right?"

Liu Qingyun frowned for a while, the Xue family was full of loyalty, and ended up like this. But he couldn't go against the will of heaven, so he could only watch the people of the Xue family fall to the ground. Liu Qingyun didn't feel good in his heart. Now Liu Qingyun knows, why didn't Lishan's mother come to save Fan Lihua? This is too embarrassing. I feel embarrassed by an outsider, let alone Lishan's mother.

Liu Qingyun snorted: "Hey, Fan Daoyou, you get up first." Alas, it's not that I don't save you, everyone has a different fate. Xue Dingshan committed the Heavenly Rule, and he should be dismembered back to the sky, and there is nothing I can do about it. If I save him, it will affect the time when he returns to heaven, and then I will also break the rules of heaven. The reason why I rescued Daoist friends is because you hit the body to sanctify, so I took action. As for the people who saved the Xue family, Daoyou don't need to say it anymore. The Xue family is a loyal martyr, I think God will not let the Xue family die, and the Xue family will be given justice in the future. You'd better go back to Jiutian Mountain, right?" Liu Qingyun didn't wait for Fan Lihua to plead after speaking, pinched his sleeves with one hand, and carried Fan Lihua in the direction of Jiutian Mountain.

Liu Qingyun looked at the direction where Fan Lihua flew, and was stunned for more than ten minutes, feeling confused. At this time, the execution had begun under his feet, Liu Qingyun squinted, biting his lower lip and staring at the tragic scene below. Looking at the crime suffered by the Xue family, the corners of Liu Qingyun's mouth were broken, and his fists were clenched and trembling.

After a while, Liu Qingyun couldn't hold on. He was afraid that he couldn't help but go down to save people, so he turned around and hurried to the Chenghuang Temple in the south of the city to find Lu Jian and Zhu Bajie.

When he arrived at the City God Temple in the south of the city, Liu Qingyun went to the City God Temple. Zhu Bajie and Lu Jian were drinking tea inside! There were ghost guards waiting carefully on the side. Liu Qingyun came in, and the two of them were stunned when they raised their eyes. Liu Qingyun's face was very ugly, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were very gloomy.

Lu Jian looked at it: "Brother, are you okay? Didn't you rescue Fan Lihua? What's the matter with the blood on the corner of your mouth? Could it be that there are still masters in this little Chang'an?"

Liu Qingyun looked at Lu Jian and Zhu Bajie blankly: "Two old brothers, why do you want to do this? Why are good people not rewarded? The Xue family is full of loyalty, why did they end up like this in the end? Could it be that this providence treats good people like this? What is the Xue family doing for the sake of the Tang Dynasty? Is this the result?"