Azhao really believed his words, thinking that taking the blood-stained steamed buns that were stained with blood after beheading the head of a close relative in the execution ground would lead to healing all kinds of diseases.

Even though it might be just a legend that no one has ever tried, it may have no effect at all, and it even costs his life, Azhao didn't want to miss that opportunity.

Because, maybe... it is Qin Wushuang's only chance.

How can I go to the execution ground and beheaded? Only if I commit a crime, I will be beheaded if I commit a sin...

Therefore, Azhao had something to do with those desperate people, assassinating the county magistrate and robbing the official silver. The two crimes of totaling were enough for him to die several times.

Azhao once said that his life should be Qin Wushuang's...

It is right to die for her, he is willing to...

If Qin Wushuang could be saved, he would die...

If not, those things don't matter, at least he doesn't have to live alone in a world without Qin Wushuang.

Because no one except Qin Wushuang would treat him as well!

Zhuge Canglan looked at Azhao's headless corpse and suddenly squatted on the ground and laughed silently, with bitterness in his smile...

She hasn't figured out what this layer is talking about, and she doesn't know how to get through it smoothly...

Now... I finally figured it out.

sick--

This is a pathological and helpless world!

Good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded... it is just a empty word.

However, reality is always cruel and cruel...

The one who wanted to seize the "Poison Marrow Sutra" and encouraged Azhao to die, and still has no choice but to stay away from justice...

She didn't even have the ability to help them take revenge and collect corpses, and she didn't know who that person was.

In this story, she was powerless, the only thing she could do...is helplessness, or helplessness...because she was simply an insignificant "passerby armor".

A voice suddenly came to mind in the air: "When you know your own insignificance, without you, other people's stories will still turn, you will truly understand the meaning of the third level... Congratulations, you are about to pass the third level..."

Then, Zhuge Canglan's body began to rise, and she thought for no reason, just like that? It's impossible!

Just as he was thinking about his body rising to more than ten meters, Zhuge Canglan looked down from the air and saw a man coming next to Azhao's body. He raised his head and laughed wildly.

The sound made Zhuge Canglan suddenly recognize that he was the one who deceived Azhao that night, saying that only by eating the steamed buns that were stained with blood from the heads of a relative who was beheaded on the execution ground could Qin Wushuang's disease be cured.

That's why Azhao chose such a path of no return...

Azhao...is just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy...

Anger instantly filled Zhuge Canglan's chest. Zhuge Canglan's mind did not seem to be almost conditioned at that moment. He directly waved a wind blade, and the man's head was cut in half...

Looking at the man's fallen corpse, Zhuge Canglan was a little stunned. This... isn't this impossible to use spells? How can it be done again...

The rising body began to fall rapidly, as if standing at the bottom of the water, seeing someone leaning over and projecting on the water surface.

"In this space, you are just a spectator, helpless and angry, but you can't do anything. You are not allowed to hurt people from beginning to end. However, if you violate the rules, you will never be able to get through this level."

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Chapter completed!