transmitted his voice, afraid of causing trouble.A heavy, barely-suppressed anger laced Chong Xuan's voice: "Jiang Mengxiong, the military god of Daqi, has a closed-door disciple. The youngest and we...This is a huge scaffold.

Below the stage were people with a variety of expressions, packed together like sardines.

Every face was tilted up, every eye was watching, every mouth was moving...roaring something.

What were they shouting about

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Jiang Wang didn't know.

He is now in a dazed state.

His hands and feet were bound by jet-black chains. These shackles confined his soul, true essence, supernatural powers, and physical strength... they nearly imprisoned everything. They tightened to the point where he could barely breathe, pain coursing through his entire body.

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This chain has a name, called "Confinement of Demons".

That's right, "Demon" prisoner.

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He is a sorcerer, a traitor to humanity, and a spy for the demon race.

He betrayed his friends, his family, his country, even his race. He is the most shameless and vicious wretch in history.

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He is a demon.

According to current public statements —

A while ago, the Jingguo Mirror World Stage announced the crime of sorcery. Jingguo's celestial pride, Zhao Xuanyang, took action and captured Jiang Wang in Zhongshan Country.

The state of Qi intended to temporize, while the old monk at Hanging Temple felt the suffering and hoped to protect them. In order to challenge the status of the state of Jing and to cooperate with their own unmentionable ambitions, the states of Mu and Chu also successively voiced their protests.

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The state of Jing wished not to make many enemies, so they did not hinder Ku Jue. They allowed the True Person to pursue Shen Lin, hoping that in doing so, the previous Shen Lin would return to the inner palace.

Two things, consider it even.

In order to escape the pursuit of Ku Jue, Zhao Xuan Yang was forced to take Jiang Wang and hide in the ancient Demon Cave.

But no one could have imagined that Jiang Wang's status in the demon clan was so high. With his inner court cultivation, he was able to communicate with the Wanjie Wasteland Tomb and directly summoned a true demon to descend!

In a perilous situation, the True Person Taigu from Mount Daluo descended, striking down the true demon with a single sword and saving Zhao Xuanyang from imminent death.

Then, Jiang Wang was escorted to Yujing Mountain and hanged on this enormous execution platform.

There is no need for public trial anymore.

The true demon slain by True Man Taiyu is ironclad evidence itself.

This is the truth of the matter.

Therefore, Jiang Wang is here now.

At this time, his hands were outstretched, bound to the extending crossbeam, as if embracing all the scorn and insults.

Countless rotten eggs and fruits smashed against his chest, his neck, his face.

sticky, smelly

As his reputation

What's the top inner palace in the world, what's the number one pride of Qi country, the third-rank golden melon warrior, the fourth-rank blue badge catcher, the title of Qingyangzi, and Jiang Qingyang who speaks nine times with a single word...

All of them had dissipated.

Now there is only one hideous word left — "Demon."

Though he has a human body and cultivates human techniques, to willingly act as a demon clan spy and become a lackey of the demon clan can also be considered demonic.

To his right, at the very edge of the scaffold, stood a round log, ancient and weathered with faded carvings.

This is a punishment passed down from ancient times.

After he is beheaded, his head will be hung on this round log.

Like the traitorous humans of ages past who have already met their doom, let this serve as a warning to all.

Jiang Wang opened his mouth, wanting to explain.

Song Wanxi is a blood puppet demon, not a true demon with consciousness. Her previous life was a water creature. This blood puppet was also refined by Zhuang Chengqian, the founder of the state of Zhuang, and had nothing to do with her throughout the process.

He only inherited the Blood Puppet Seal, how can he be considered a Demon Master

How innocent he is!

But he couldn't make a sound.

He possessed extraordinary skill in his voice. However, all of his power is now sealed away.

He was unable to speak.

The egg yolk of the rotten egg blurred his vision, but he still struggled to open his eyes.

He wanted to see clearly these people gathered beneath the scaffold, wanted to see this world clearly, but all he could see were distorted, blurry faces.

What are they yelling about!

"Do you want to know the truth of the world" a voice asked.

The voice had no gender, no emotion. It was neither high nor low, but balanced perfectly. Its origin was impossible to find, as if it came from the very depths of one's being.

...the truth of the world Jiang Wang thought hazily.

Suddenly, the sound returned, and all the noise surged back.

Kill him!

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"He must be killed!"

"This damn demon traitor!"

"He should be cut into a thousand pieces!"

“Rip him to shreds! Peel his skin off! I'm going to eat his flesh and drink his blood!”

"No! I am not a spy for the demon race!"

Jiang Wang jolted to life, struggling against his bonds: "I have saved people in peril, sheltered innocent sailors, battled with the Sea Tribe for life and death in the Mist Realm, and shown the might of humanity at the Guanhe Terrace! I am not a spy for the Demon Clan!"

But every word he uttered, every syllable, seemed to form into stone, sinking into the mire and failing to stir even a ripple.

“Ginger Qingyang, Ginger Qingyang, I never thought that with all my intelligence, I would be blinded by you here! Hahaha! Hahahaha!”

The laughter was sorrowful and painful.

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This voice is too familiar.

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Jiang Wang strained his eyes, and vaguely, through the crowd of onlookers, he saw Chong Xuan Sheng's face, bloated with anger.

He didn't have time to explain, and the face contorted immediately, transforming into Li Longchuan's heroic features: "Brother Jiang, I never expected you to be this kind of person. You've truly disappointed me! From now on, there will be an insurmountable chasm between us!"

He drew out an arrow and snapped it in half before him.

Jiang Wang's heart ached! The pain of not being understood, the pain of not being believed!

A broken, falling arrow was caught by a hand.

Li Fengyao, who caught the broken arrow, left without a word.

Li Fengyao's exquisite back was silently torn apart. Jiang Wuyou strode in from the midst, carrying the Fangtian Ghost God Halberd, her eyes murderous and her voice cold as ice: "Jiang Thief! This palace will personally kill you!"

The Fangtian Ghost God Halberd rose high!

In the gleaming blade of the spear, Yan Fu's peaceful face was reflected.

He looked over, his eyes filled with disappointment. He shook his head and said nothing.

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And Xu Xiangqian's shiny forehead, at this moment, was pressed against his face.

A man tore open his robe sleeve and exclaimed, "To sever ties with righteousness!"

From somewhere, a straw mat was brought. With a sword, it was slashed open: “Severing the mat, breaking the bond!”

Another strand of hair was pulled out and cut off with a hand: "Hair is cut, righteousness is severed!"

He flushed red with rage, "To cut something is to sever righteousness! I despise you! I despise you!"

That's not so!

Jiang Wang wanted to shake his head, desperately shaking his head.

But his mind was fixed by some force, unable to move.

Cannot speak, cannot move.

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He was in pain, anguish, and fury, yet he could only watch helplessly.

Looking at all the familiar faces, they passed him by like a fleeting parade.

Zi Shu, Zuo Guangshu, Lv Zongxiao, Zheng Shangming...

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“Third Brother, Third Brother,” Zhao Ruocheng closed his peach blossom-like eyes and sighed, “How could you do such a stupid thing”

Du Yecho's rage boiled over, his eyes bulging: "Humans and demons cannot coexist! Jiang Wang, you bastard! I will kill you and then take my own life!"

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Ye Qingyu lowered her eyelids: "Lingxiao Pavilion will no longer welcome you..."

Jiang Wang could only watch helplessly as this all unfolded, gritting his teeth and enduring it.

He was too wronged, too resentful, too miserable!

But I don't believe this is the end!

Could it be that heaven and earth lack justice Could it be that black and white are completely reversed

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Could it be that everything comes down to what Jing Guo has to say

He didn't believe it. He stared wide-eyed at everything!

Until a sweet childish voice rang in his ear —

"Brother, what is a demon clan spy"

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There seems to be something in my heart...

Broken.

He finally broke down.

He closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look anymore, not daring to face it again.

How could he possibly face it!

...Just then...

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"Do you regret it If you could do it again, what would you choose"

A voice in my heart asked. translated!Have you been discovered Cotton Candy Novels ××www.mianhuatanGTXt.comThe more this kind of situation, the more we should stay calm.Jiang Wang walked slowly, seemingly nonchalantly pressing...