When the villagers first heard the statement of "killing nine clans", they were a little hesitant.

When the atmosphere was reaching a freezing point, a hesitant and artificial "oh" sound suddenly came from the woman beside him.

Yan Xiwan walked up to the villagers in a pretentious manner, and said in a pretentious voice: "Aiya, my sister is indeed of an ominous nature, but she is protected by the prince and was born under the feet of the emperor of the capital. Even if she was born to be a disaster, she has lived safely all these years, right? Don't frame my sister!"

"What?"

The villagers were furious: "It turns out this woman is really a disaster star. No wonder the master said it was she who brought the plague!"

"Burn her to death! We can't let the plague continue to spread!"

Yan Xiwan covered her mouth in panic: "That's not what I meant! You misunderstood! Although my sister is really a disaster star, but with the prince here, she will never get the plague!"

After saying that, he looked at Chu Xuan pitifully: "Cousin, did Xi Wan say something wrong?"

Chu Xuan was very indifferent and even rolled his eyes.

Lu Yanluo, who had been silent for a long time, finally responded and sneered.

[Has this little white lotus gone crazy? ]

[Are you kidding me? I mean, if you don't have the skills from "Empresses in the Palace", can you please not play palace fighting? It has no effect other than embarrassing me! ]

After thinking about it, he glared at Chu Xuan and roared in his heart:

[What are you looking at? Are you sneering? Hurry up and get your little cousin away!]

[Your sweet cousin is planning to burn me to death! ]

Chu Xuan coughed lightly and glared at Yan Xiwan: "Why don't you get out of here?"

Yan Xiwan was so bullied that she had to retreat miserably and dared not speak again.

But it doesn't matter -

There was malice in her eyes. Anyway, that person had promised her that Lu Yanluo would not be able to walk out of Yecheng alive.

By then, she will be the only woman left by her cousin's side. So what if she is disliked by her cousin now?

When Lu Yanluo dies, her cousin will be hers alone!

Because of her fanning the flames, the villagers completely believed that the plague was caused by Lu Yanluo. One of them rushed over and asked, "Witch! Wait until we burn you to death, and the plague will naturally go away!"

Lu Yanluo showed no fear and snorted coldly: "What if I am burned to death and the plague is not good?"

The man shouted, "Then we have wronged you!"

"And then?" Lu Yanluo spread her hands, looking helpless: "Will I die in vain?"

There was a moment of surprise in the man's eyes, and then he said, "If you are not a witch, then we are wrong. But now the plague is spreading, and countless people die every day. We would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go! At worst, if it is a misunderstanding, we can build a shrine for you and commemorate you!"

The villagers had just hesitated after hearing Lu Yanluo's "wasted death", but were moved by this man's words and began to agree: "Yes! Curing the plague is the most important thing!"

"Quickly burn this evil woman to death. What the master said cannot be wrong. How could he have killed the wrong person? Besides, her sister said that she was a disaster star! Quickly catch her and burn her to death, otherwise the plague will never be cured!" The villagers' voices echoed louder and louder, and the momentum was so great that they were going to set the whole inn on fire.

Lu Yanluo sneered, it turned out to be just an ancient village with feudal superstitions.

I don't know who has deceived him, but he firmly believes that he is a witch and must be burned to death.

But since it is feudal superstition, it is easy to deal with.

Thinking of all the weird TV shows she had watched, Lu Yanluo sneered and said with a smile: "Okay, come and burn me to death."

Chu Xuan was horrified: "A Luo!"

Lu Yanluo waved her hand, signaling him not to care.

"But after you burn me to death, your village and clan will be exterminated for the crime of blasphemy. The death toll will be worse than the plague. What will you do?"

The villagers hesitated again.

Lu Yanluo continued, "If I die, the plague won't be cured, but you will definitely die with me. But if I live, I have the ability to cure your so-called plague, which will be your only way to survive."

"Why should we trust you?"

The familiar voice of this person made Lu Yanluo frown. This was the person who had said before, "It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go."

Lu Yanluo slowly approached him and said coldly: "I said, when I die, the entire Ye City will be buried with me!"

Her tone was firm, carrying the authority of a superior, which made the man tremble all over.

The man avoided her gaze but still spoke in a loud voice: "You are just a princess. Can His Majesty really massacre Yecheng for you? Don't believe her, believe the master!"

When the master was mentioned, the villagers became excited again and shouted: "Burn her to death!"

Lu Yanluo was silent for a moment.

It’s not because I can’t argue with him, but because I feel that this so-called master must be of great importance.

The person who can make all the villagers trust him so much must be no ordinary person.

Screaming, the leading few people rushed forward and tried their best to capture Lu Yanluo.

Unexpectedly, before Lu Yanluo could make a move, the sound of a sword being unsheathed suddenly rang out.

Chu Xuan cut off the arm of the nearest person with one sword!

"Who allowed you to touch her?"

He held a long sword in his hand, stood in front of Lu Yanluo, and said coldly: "She is my princess. If she gets into trouble here, not only will the entire Ye City be buried with her, but I will also kill all nine clans of yours, and make you and your clansmen disappear!"

The villagers have been farming all their lives and have never seen such a situation.

After seeing the blood, no one dared to breathe.

Lu Yanluo gently held Chu Xuan's hand holding the sword, signaling him to calm down.

Then he said slowly: "Come here tomorrow, I will give each of you a holy medicine. This holy medicine is my unique secret recipe, which is very effective in treating the plague. I guarantee that the disease will be cured as soon as the medicine is taken."

She glanced coldly at the troublemaker and said, "If you don't believe me, you don't have to come. You can't do anything to me anyway. I only save those who believe in me."

Ever since Chu Xuan drew his sword and saw blood, the man who was making the most noise never said another word.

After all the villagers dispersed, Lu Yanluo approached Chu Xuan and whispered, "There must be something wrong with that man just now. He was always leading the pace. It is very likely that he was sent by the mastermind to kill me."

Chu Xuan nodded: "I have also discovered it."

Lu Yanluo smiled mischievously: "Don't be in a hurry to expose them. Tonight I will make an antidote to suppress the Xiaoyao grass. Although it can't cure the disease, it can guarantee that it won't recur in a short period of time. When the mastermind sees that the 'plague' is getting better, he will definitely lose his composure. That will be our chance."

Chu Xuan tacitly agreed with her suggestion and added: "There is also the so-called master - I didn't expect that in the small city of Ye, one thing after another happened, and they were all inextricably linked."

Suddenly, he saw Yan Xiwan squatting in the corner. He stared at her coldly and said, "Since you saved my life, I will not pursue you this time. If you do it again, I will not hold you back. Do you understand?"