Burn him!
Burn him!
Burn him!
Under the goddess's sincere words of ridding the people of evil, the people's anger and fear reached their peak, and they united to demand that the fire be set.
Their eyes were fierce and angry, like sharp knives and blades, as if they wanted to cut the young man, who was bound into a cocoon with hemp rope on the wooden stake, into pieces.
Around the wooden stake, there was a dense pile of dry firewood, about three meters high.
The goddess ignored the people's anger and glanced indifferently at Ji Yan.
"Before that, you can give your last words."
"What's there to explain!" The disheveled, wet man standing half a step behind the goddess was furious, his voice filled with rage.
"How dare he push me, the prince, into the Youlan River, which is filled with cursed insects, and frame the royal family! He deserves to die a horrible death! Goddess, set it on fire!"
To save face, the third prince of the southern border insisted on saying "push" instead of "kick".
"Yeah, let's burn him alive! Look at him, all dressed in black, he's definitely not a good person!"
"River God, please protect us! River God, please calm your anger! Quickly burn him to death and atone to the wrathful River God!"
Several bolder villagers chimed in to agree.
The goddess ignored the third prince, whose face was bleeding profusely from being pinched by the pincers of the cursed insect.
She simply turned to reassure the people, "Please calm down, everyone. I will make this person pay a heavy price. His last words are just to alleviate his resentment in the future, so that his evil spirit will not come to harm you."
Many legends about ghosts and gods circulate among the people, and these days, there are quite a few strange and supernatural events.
As soon as everyone heard words like "resentment," "vengeful ghost," and "harm," they immediately fell silent.
"Hahaha……"
Suddenly, a playful and unrestrained laugh rang out in the solemn and eerie atmosphere.
Ji Yan smiled, her smile as gentle as a spring breeze throughout the small town.
His eyes twitched upwards as if conveying a deeper meaning, and he observed everything with indifferent eyes, as if watching a comedy.
If the rope hadn't been tied so tightly, firmly binding him to the wooden stake, he probably would have laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight.
"What are you laughing at?" The tyrant's extremely disdainful attitude greatly displeased the goddess.
Ji Yan ignored her, probably because she felt that this person was not qualified to speak to her.
His gaze was deep and unfathomable as he turned his head to look at the dark, constantly shifting surface of the river.
It was filled with strange insects with two large pincers on each side, so many that it was terrifying.
The goddess, in her current position, is deeply revered and loved by the people; she has never been so humiliated.
She immediately turned cold, and a group of people holding torches saw her expression and quickly stepped forward.
Ji Yan was not afraid; the smile in her eyes gradually widened.
The goddess coldly retorted, "If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences! Set it on fire!"
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, a slender, fair finger rested on the tyrant's shoulder, and a tall, graceful figure appeared before everyone.
A clear, cool voice, tinged with a hint of amusement, slowly rang out.
"I'm new here and don't know much. I'd like to ask, Goddess, how do you plan to burn my people?"
...
"Jiaojiao, you've finally come. They're going to burn me alive. I'm so scared."
Ji Yan stared at Shen Jiao, using the most arrogant and haughty expression to say the most cowardly things.
Shen Jiao: "..."
Are you scared?
Haha, why don't I believe it?
You're baring your teeth and acting like a big tiger, what are you pretending to be, like Lin Daiyu who could be blown away by the wind?
My two 5.2 vision eyes only saw that you were trying to cause trouble!
Ji Yan remained expressionless. "They tied me up without saying a word, and I can't untie myself."
Shen Jiao's lips twitched: "..."
Please, old man, think carefully about the sins you committed over the years before telling me you can't resolve them.
Who caused the competition platform at Langya Pass to collapse?
Who shook down Qinglang Sword Saint's wall?
Who collapsed the terrace on the viewing platform of the martial arts tournament?
It's you! It's you!
It's all your fault!
Shen Jiao kept roaring in her heart.
The tyrant seemed to have no memory of his past misdeeds; he looked at the goddess with extremely defiant eyes.
"Jiaojiao, I don't like this charlatan, slap her!"
Brother, the goddess who is described as beautiful as an angel in other people's eyes has turned into a charlatan in your eyes.
Shen Jiao lowered her voice: "Your Majesty, could you please stop talking? I've finally managed to put on a good show, and if you keep doing this, I'll burst out laughing."
Ji Yan blew on the stray hairs near her lips: "Oh, okay."
The tyrant has been unusually refraining from contradicting her lately, which pleases Shen Jiao.
To be honest, she had already planned out her pretentious act before she came.
We're determined to leave this greedy, murderous goddess speechless.
If you don't export it, fine; but if you do, you have to control it completely.
Shen Jiao stood upright on a three-meter-high pile of firewood. The wind was strong, blowing her black hair and skirt up and down like waves in a gale.
Her black hair fluttered in the wind, like a layer of dreamlike smoke swirling around her.
Whether it was a misperception or not, the people suddenly felt as if they had seen the legendary noble fairy who came from the Ninth Heaven.
The once aloof goddess suddenly seemed to have become a servant boy of a fairy.
The goddess naturally sensed the difference in their auras. She pursed her lips to hide her displeasure and reminded everyone to step back a little.
Everyone immediately came to their senses.
Quickly drive those rebellious and disrespectful thoughts out of your mind!
Shen Jiao didn't know what was going on, but she was curious as to why these people from the southern border suddenly started shaking their heads like rattles.
Most of them are like they're on drugs.
Who exactly is Shen Jiao, the goddess and the others? Anyway, Shen Jiao standing there looks quite intimidating.
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