Iron Cross Fire

At the same time, one of the guards took out a wooden sign and hung it in front of the prison car. On it were several eye-catching characters: evil and heretic.

"Everyone!"

At this time, the captain of the guards walking in front looked around and shouted: "This demon woman is called Mo Yan. She is one of the twelve holy demon kings of the demon clan. She is cruel and brutal. Last night, she broke into the palace and disrespected Her Majesty the Queen."

"Fortunately, Her Majesty the Queen is so powerful that she summoned the guards to quickly capture this female demon. Today, she will be paraded through the streets to serve as a warning to others."

The captain of the guards is called Yuan Hong. When he said this, he was righteous and full of justice and pride, but his eyes were complicated.

The captain knew the truth very well. Three months ago, Mo Yan subdued the Queen in front of the civil and military officials, and then forced the Queen to take poison to control the Nanyun royal family.

How could such a shameful thing be made public and let the people know?

Crashed!

Hearing this, the people on both sides of the street were filled with righteous indignation, and they surrounded and pointed at Mo Yan.

"How abominable! They actually broke into the palace and blasphemed the Queen?"

"I said that this demon woman looks as beautiful as a fairy, but her heart is as vicious as a snake and scorpion, so bad."

"Devil, go to hell..."

In anger, someone in the crowd picked up a stone and threw it at the prison car.

"Yes, smash her to death, smash her to death."

In an instant, the people around were mobilized, and they shouted angrily, then picked up stones on the roadside and threw them at Mo Yan in the prison car.

Bang bang bang....

The stones kept being thrown, some hit the prison car, but more hit Mo Yan's body. She was tied tightly in the prison car and couldn't dodge at all. In a blink of an eye, Mo Yan's forehead was broken and blood flowed out.

Mo Yan didn't shout, but bit her lips tightly, almost collapsing.

How could she bear such humiliation when she was so proud?

Your Majesty, please bless me to escape from the dead.

At this moment, Mo Yan looked up at the sky and swore in her heart that she would escape as long as she had the chance. When she made a comeback, she would never let go of those who humiliated her.

Yue Feng, Queen Nanyun, and the people of the imperial city.

All of them must die, not one of them will be spared.

More and more people gathered around, and the people who came later soon joined in and threw stones at Mo Yan.

Huh!

Seeing this scene, Yuan Hong, who was walking in front, smiled.

Her Majesty was indeed wise, and she could think of this way of parading in the streets. The female devil in the prison car must have collapsed at this time.

"Tsk tsk!"

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the onlookers: "It's really interesting. Just grab a weak woman and say she is a female devil. She is paraded through the streets to show the royal majesty. Haha, it seems that Queen Nanyun is not that good."

Wow!

After the voice fell, the whole street was silent in an instant. Many people looked over and were shocked at the same time.

Who is so bold that he dares to talk about Her Majesty the Queen in public?

Are you looking for death?

"Who?"

Yuan Hong was also shocked and angry. He quickly searched over and shouted angrily: "Who is so bold that he dares to talk about Her Majesty the Queen? Get out now."

While shouting, Yuan Hong's eyes were bloodshot and he could almost spit fire.

Today, I was ordered to parade the female devil through the streets for public display. The responsibility is heavy and there must be no trouble. Otherwise, how can I explain to Her Majesty the Queen?

More importantly, in the imperial city, under the feet of the emperor, someone dared to talk nonsense in front of him and comment on the faults of the empress. This was not only contempt for the imperial power, but also completely disregarded him.

"Haha!"

After hearing Yuan Hong's angry shout, a laugh came from the crowd, and then a young man in a white gown, fearless, strode out.

Swish!

In an instant, the eyes of the whole audience were focused on the young man.

He was about 27 or 28 years old, with a handsome face, handsome features, holding a folding fan, and a graceful demeanor, just like a handsome man with a refined temperament.

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