"It's snowing — — look, it's snowing — —"
"Why is it snowing at this time? Is there a grievance in the world? "
"What are you talking about? It's the coldest time of the year, 'Little Snow' has long passed, isn't it time to snow? "
— — —
Hearing Yan Xiangma's shout, the people of Zhongzhou, who had their eyes fixed on him and were waiting for him to be beheaded, also noticed that fine snow had begun to drift down from the sky.
It had to be said that at this time they began to sympathize with the West Wind General called Yan Xiangma.
They had already heard of his background a few days ago. The son of an aristocratic family, a young talent that came from a huge family with thousands of years of glory, a young censor of the Kingdom's Monitoring Division, and a vanguard general of an army — —
Such a character was out of their reach, out of their reach, and completely out of their league.
On the contrary, they felt that the upper echelons were seriously corrupt, and that this kind of child born with gold and jade was not the same kind of person as them — — and was a natural enemy.
However, seeing how he refused to kneel in order to preserve his integrity and would rather have his legs broken, seeing how he still defended his friend when his head was about to be chopped off, seeing how he was unafraid of death and welcomed the snow with such a carefree and uninhibited attitude …
How could people not admire and dislike such a man?
"General Yan — — is a good person. If all the men of West Wind are like this, West Wind Country wouldn't be like this — — "
"Yes. General Yan — — is the General of our West Wind — — "
"He's so young, what a pity — —"
— — —
Even the Peacock King Ying Boyan was quite moved. Looking at the joyful expression on Yan Xiangma's face because of seeing the snow, he pondered for a long while before he said aloud: "Full of schemes, disdain for the Emperor, calm and unperturbed, strong and loyal, West Wind has such a talent — — it's a pity. Don't worry, after you die, I'll get someone to send you back to Tiandu for burial. When I unify the nine countries and rule the world, I will confer you the title of Marquis. You won't be wronged. "
Ying Boyan turned around and said in a cold voice: "The time has come, start the punishment."
"Yes!" The golden armoured warrior answered, raising the long sword in his hand.
As soon as the sword fell, Yan Xiangma's head would roll to the ground.
"Wait!" An old voice rang out.
Imperial Preceptor Ying Wuyu walked to the front of the Peacock King Ying Boyan and said with a smile, "I know that His Majesty likes talented people the most. Every time he comes across a useful talent, he will be wild with joy. The Left Assistant Minister, Huang Hao, had originally lived in seclusion deep in the mountains. It was only after the Emperor's repeated invitations that he agreed to become an official. Minister Zhuge Jin was only invited by His Majesty because of His Majesty's Third Gu Qingyuan … I see that Yan Xiangma is loyal and righteous, he is brave and astute. He was indeed a rare talent. Your Majesty is waging war against the seven countries, and this is the critical moment when you need manpower. Why don't you subdue him and use him to help Your Majesty attack the cities? "
"Your Majesty, please subdue it!" An old man shouted.
"Your Majesty, please spare Yan Xiangma's life …"
"Your Majesty, please spare his life …"
※ ※ ※
Under the request of Imperial Advisor Ying Boyu, countless people started to plead with Peacock King Ying Boyu to spare Yan Xiangma's life and subdue him.
Previously, everyone had come out to watch the show.
With a crisp sound, the head fell to the ground. Everyone cheered loudly. Isn't this fun?
Now, everyone did not want the affectionate and righteous young General to be beheaded and his life to end.
In any case, they were after all the people of West Wind — —
Yan Xiangma was the General of their West Wind.
The Peacock King swept a dissatisfied glance at Ying Wuyu, but Ying Wuyu just smiled amiably and did not care.
The Peacock King turned to look at Yan Xiangma again, asking aloud: "Yan Xiangma, everyone is pleading for you, do you hear?"
"I hear. Thank you everyone for your kindness. "Yan Xiangma said in a loud voice. His words were sincere, and he expressed his gratitude to everyone from the bottom of his heart. At the juncture of life and death, there were so many people who wanted him to survive — — this weak help was enough to warm his heart.
"Are you willing to serve me?"
"No!"
"— —" Ying Boyu felt that there was no way to continue the conversation today.
I gave you a way out, gave you a chance to live, but you overturned everything with one sentence.
I am the Peacock King Ying Boyu, do I not want face?
Ying Boyu waved his hand dismissively. "Behead him."
"Your Majesty — —" Ying Wuyu still wanted to dissuade.
"State teacher, you also saw — —" Ying Wuyu said angrily. "It's not that I don't want to give him a chance to live, it's that Yan Xiangma doesn't know what's good for him — —"
"Your Majesty, have you ever thought, if what Yan Xiangma said is true, then there is something between Li Muyang and Qiandu — — If Your Majesty beheads Yan Xiangma, how will you get along with Li Muyang?" Ying Wuyu said in a low voice, his eyes as though he could see through the world and were full of wisdom.
There were some words that he couldn't say too clearly to avoid angering the Peacock King who was on the verge of exploding.
If Li Muyang really came together with Qiandu, then, regardless of whether Ying Boyu agreed or not, Li Muyang would be the son-in-law of the Peacock Imperial Court — — If Ying Boyu beheaded Yan Xiangma, how would he get along with his son-in-law?
"Something difficult to say?" Ying Boyu felt a surge of anger in his chest, an impulse to start a massacre. "What is difficult to say? Before, I objected to Qiandu's close relationship with the evil dragon, but Second Uncle said that this is fate and cannot be disobeyed. I thought that Qiandu is a smart child who knows what is important, she knows how to avoid the dangers of the outside world — — Besides, with the relationship between the Ying family and the dragon clan, I don't want to be too ruthless, but what's the result? Qiandu's life and death are unknown, and even now Second Uncle still speaks for the evil dragon? "
"If the evil dragon was sincere to Qiandu, why would he hurt her like that? If there is something hidden between them, Meng Die should have told us — — What did the evil dragon do? He took my daughter and ran away without a trace, making me, as a father, unable to eat or sleep in peace because of my daughter's safety — — Now, Second Uncle still thinks I did something wrong? "
"I know Your Majesty is anxious, but you can't use killing to vent your anger." Ying Wuyu sighed softly. "Once the head is chopped off, there is no room for redemption."
"What redemption? Even if there is redemption, it is the evil dragon who thinks of a way to save — — "Ying Boyu said fiercely.
He turned around, staring at Yan Xiangma and asked again, "Yan Xiangma, are you willing to surrender to me?"
"Surrender!"
"Surrender!"
"Surrender!"
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The people of the Central Continent were afraid that the Peacock King would behead Yan Xiangma in a fit of anger, and all of them shouted loudly. As long as Yan Xiangma said 'surrender', his head could be saved.
"If it doesn't work, I'll rebel later …" The people thought honestly in their hearts.
"The chicken has been eaten, the wine has been drunk, and what I want to say has been said …" Yan Xiangma looked up at the sky with a content smile and said, "God thinks it is a pity that I, Yan Xiangma, died, so he spared me this heavy snow to send me off … The snow has fallen, how can I not die and live up to God's good intentions?"
Yan Xiangma turned to look at the Peacock King and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Peacock King, for your kindness. Xiangma … will not surrender!"
The Peacock King nodded and said, "Behead."
"Yes! Your Majesty! "
The golden-armored warrior answered. He raised his long saber high and fiercely chopped at Yan Xiangma's neck.
Yan Xiangma knelt on the ground, but his upper body was as straight as a pine tree.
He looked up at the sky, watching the falling snow, and then a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Goodbye forever!" He said in his heart.
He said it to his parents and family, to his friends and colleagues, to the beautiful girl hidden deep in his heart, and to the world …
Goodbye forever!
Forever … separated by life and death!
There was a smile on his face, but tears fell from the corner of his eyes.
I really can't bear to … die!
When the long saber was about to chop off Yan Xiangma's neck, some people opened their mouths and cried out in alarm. Some people were so scared that they closed their eyes.
At this moment, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.
The falling snow stopped. It stiffly stopped in mid-air without any warning. The open mouth could not be closed. The closed eyes that wanted to open again could not be opened. Even the eyelashes could not move …
The foot that was lifted could not land, and the twisted body stopped in a strange position. The tears fell and hung in mid-air. The fallen leaves that were blown by the wind also solidified into eternity.
The saber was still hanging above his head, and the head was still his neck.
The whole world froze in an instant.
In the sky, there was the faint voice of a great Buddha.
A large hole suddenly appeared in the dusky sky. Tens of thousands of rays of golden light shone down from the hole, illuminating Central Continent City like it was daytime.
In the center of the golden light, there appeared a fairy dressed in white.
The fairy was extremely beautiful, as beautiful as a dream or fantasy.
She bathed in the golden sunlight, her entire person like a blazing sun. Who could truly see what the sun looked like?
Her feet were bare, walking on the wind.
Her body slowly landed, and then stopped in front of Yan Xiangma.
Yan Xiangma blinked his eyes, wanting to see the fairy in front of him more clearly.
But, because the light was too dazzling, because the beauty was too hurtful, all he could see was a bewildering halo.
He could see that alluring outline, he could confirm that every part of her was beautiful. But, no matter how hard he tried, he could not clearly see her eyebrows or her eyes.
She was wrapped in light, hard to look straight at.
Yan Xiangma's heart was wild with joy. He faintly guessed something, but he was restless and couldn't be sure.
He opened his mouth to speak, but found that he still could not speak.
The fairy wrapped in light glanced at the long saber resting on top of Yan Xiangma's head, as if she felt that it was an eyesore. With a flick of her finger, the long saber turned into a wisp of gray dust.
She also felt that the surrounding golden armored warriors were an eyesore. With a wave of her sleeve, the golden armored warriors disappeared.
She squatted down, squatting in front of the kneeling Yan Xiangma on the execution platform.
"Pfft …"
The little fairy laughed softly, like a silver bell.
"This appearance … looks like a pig!" The little fairy said crisply, her eyes brimming with joy.
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