At noon the next day, all the elders of the Xuanming Cult discussed the disappearance of the Saint of Jing Shuangluo Saint Sand.

Everyone unanimously demanded that Jing Shuangluo's most severe punishment be given, that is, burning his body with a fire.

Jing Yiming, who was sitting on the head seat, trembled all over when he heard this result. Although he had known this result for a long time, when he really heard it, he felt a different feeling. After all, no matter what, Jing Shuangluo was her daughter.

Jing Yiming had no way to change this ending. Even if he was the leader of the Xuanming Sect, he was still powerless. This was the responsibility that a saint should bear. If he could not defend the gongsha, he would not be able to defend his life. He suffered in the pain and died slowly. This was the result of poor protection of the gongsha.

This news quickly came out and spread throughout the Xuanming Sect. Everyone knew about Jing Shuangluo. For a moment, Jing Shuang became a despise by thousands of people.

Jing Shuangluo's death sentence was sentenced to three days later. It had been more than ten days since she came back. Now, in another three days, Jing Shuangluo will face the end of her life.

Jing Yiming entered Jing Shuangluo's room and looked at the woman he loved, and suddenly felt endless sadness. As the leader of the Xuanming Sect, he was powerless to do anything for her.

Jing Yiming told Jing Shuangluo the result of the verdict. Jing Shuangluo smiled indifferently, as if she didn't care about the result at all. Or maybe, the result was already known from the day she decided to give herself to Liu Xin.

"I have never been afraid of giving myself out, because love, no matter how terrible the punishment is, there is nothing to me." Jing Shuangluo said. Every time she thinks of Liu Xin, she feels very happy, and smiles happily, like a child.

On the other hand, Han Bo, who is also a member of the Xuanming Sect, was shocked when he heard the news. He did not expect that Jing Shuangluo would be sentenced to death, which was a fact that Han Bo could not accept.

Although Jing Shuangluo is a saint, Hanbo has never changed his admiration for Jing Shuangluo. Although Hanbo knows that all this is impossible, the two have been childhood sweethearts, and Hanbo's admiration for Jing Shuangluo will only become deeper and deeper.

In fact, for Han Bo, as long as he could watch Jing Shuangluo from a distance and see her happy, Han Bo never hoped to be with Jing Shuangluo because neither of them could violate their responsibilities.

But this time, after hearing this news, Hanbo could no longer bear it. He would never let Jing Shuang die in such pain. He wanted to save him. No matter how difficult the road ahead was, Hanbo would never give up.

Hanbo thought of Liu Xin, the highest general of the human soldiers, the general of the Southern Expedition, perhaps only Liu Xin could save Jing Shuangluo at this time.

On that day, Hanbo rowed to Muke Village alone. After arriving at Muke Village, Haibo flew up and headed directly towards the masked city.

Halfway through, Hanbo found a wild horse. He immediately turned over and galloped all the way. He had no more time, only three days, and the journey back and forth might not be enough. No matter what, Hanbo would not give up. He must find Liu Xin, tell him about this, and ask him to save Jing Shuangluo.

Hanbo rode his horse all the way, not daring to stop at all. One sound came out. On this quiet road, there was no one at all. The demon army and the human army had suffered heavy losses, and their black-clad men in Xuanming Sect had already returned to Xuanming Island.

On the wall of the masked city, a soldier discovered Han Bo's figure, and the sound of horse hooves sounded and dust filled the air.

"General, someone is here." The soldier pointed at Han Bo's shadow and reported to Bai Wuya.

Bai Wuya looked at him and did not know Hanbo, and Hanbo did not look like a demon clan. The guards of the Wild Volcano did not stop him. In this way, Hanbo must have something urgent to do.

"Who will come here to sign up?" Bai Wuya saw that Han Bo had arrived in a blink of an eye, and asked angrily.

"I'm going to see General Liu if you have something important to do." Han Bo hugged his fists, "This matter is urgent, please open the city gate immediately." Han Bo said.

"Hmph, it's you, you dare to come here. The people of your Xuanming Sect have the face to come." Bai Wuya recognized Han Bo. When he was in Licheng, Han Bo had been in Licheng for a while. Now when he saw Han Bo, Bai Wuya was so angry that he came.

"I'll talk about this later, but now I have something urgent to see General Liu. Please open the door." Hanbo said. He was anxious. He didn't have time to talk nonsense with Bai Wuya here. It has been a day since I rushed back to Xuanming Island. It doesn't have to take much time!

"General, do you want to notify General Liu?" asked a soldier.

"Go." Bai Wuya nodded. No matter what, Hanbo came to find Liu Xin this time. If Liu Xin didn't know about this matter, it would be troublesome if there was really something going on.

When Liu Xin heard Hanbo come to find him, the first thing he thought of was Jing Shuangluo. After all, Hanbo and Jing Shuangluo are both members of the Xuanming Sect.

Liu Xin soon came to the city wall and ordered the door to be opened. However, Hanbo did not come in this time, but sat on the horse's back and looked at Liu Xin.

"Liu Xin, Shuang Luo is the saint of Xuanming Sect, but because of you, the gongsha disappeared. Now, the Xuanming Sect members have to use the punishment of burning fire to punish Shuang Luo for death. Now there are only two days left. Whether you go or not, all of this is up to you." Han Bo looked at Liu Xin and said, angry. From his tone, he was obviously angry, because Han Bo felt that all the suffering was given to Jing Shuang Luo by Liu Xin.

Han Bo turned around and left, and even the masked city did not come in. If it weren't for Jing Shuangluo this time, Han Bo wouldn't have come to this masked city. After all, Xuanming Sect has begun to tear his face. As a hostile opponent, Han Bo absolutely chose Xuanming Sect unconditionally.

After hearing Hanbo's words, Liu Xin felt his head explode and everyone looked at Liu Xin, but Liu Xin was as if she could not hear any sound at this moment.

In his mind, Jing Shuangluo's figure kept appearing, the simple and kind girl, the girl who used her body to block all her injuries at the most dangerous moment.

Liu Xin never thought that this would be the result. Although he knew that Jing Shuangluo was the saint of Xuanming Sect, he had never thought about the responsibility that a saint should have, because Liu Xin didn't know what Xuanming Sect meant.

"General, what's wrong?" Bai Wuya asked, Bai Wuya's voice restored Liu Xin's thoughts.

"It's okay, I'll leave it to you about the Masked City. Remember, you must guard the Masked City." Liu Xin said, and then flew up and went straight toward Muke Village. Only by reaching Muke Village can you reach Xuanming Sect. Now Liu Xin has no time to ride a horse, after all, flying much faster than riding a horse.

Bai Wuya and his group shouted behind him for a long time, but Liu Xin ignored him. His mind was full of Jing Shuangluo's figure, Jing Shuangluo's affairs and Jing Shuangluo's voice, appearance and smile. How could Liu Xin have the heart to deal with others?

Although the flight was very fast, the masked city was far away from Muke Village. When Liu Xin arrived at Muke Village, it was still dark, and Hanbo had already been left behind by Liu Xin. He didn't need to listen to Hanbo telling about the Xuanming Sect now. Now the most important thing for Liu Xin is to rescue Jing Shuangluo first.

No matter what, Jing Shuangluo is already his own woman, and it is because of herself that Jing Shuangluo was sentenced to death. Liu Xin will never allow anyone to hurt Jing Shuangluo, even her father, it is not possible.

Xuanming Island, Xuanming Sect, three days have come. Jing Shuangluo was tied to the open space of Xuanming Sect. A cross has been laid in the center of the square. Jing Shuangluo was tied to it. At the foot of her feet, there was a pile of wood. All around were from Xuanming Sect, densely packed, occupying the entire square.

Jing Yiming stood in front and looked at his daughter. Even if he died, he never compromised and had no trace of regret. This made Jing Yiming think of Jing Shuangluo's mother, the same stubborn woman.

For the first time, Jing Yiming felt so incompetent. Even if he had supreme power, he could not even protect his daughter. For the first time, he felt like a knife was shattered.

Behind Jing Yiming were seven or eight old men, all of whom were elders of the Xuanming Sect, including Han Hu. At this moment, he looked angry at Jing Shuangluo, including the people of the Xuanming Sect around him. Everyone was discussing Jing Shuangluo, and discussing that Jing Shuangluo violated the purpose of a saint.

Jing Shuangluo's eyes were dumbfounded. The people around him, those who were so familiar that they could not be more familiar, were at this moment, but Jing Shuangluo felt extremely strange.

Jing Shuangluo never regrets this point, and Jing Shuangluo has never given up on his love for Liu Xin.

Even now, facing death, Jing Shuangluo still has a calm face. At least, she has loved her in her life and loved a man deeply, and she will not regret it and is willing to give everything for her.

What do everyone's whispers do? What do everyone's mood do? What do she do is just what she is willing to do. It's just because she is the saint of Xuanming Sect and carries everyone's desire for gods. All these things become moral and active, so he must die.

"Hehe." Jing Shuangluo smiled bitterly and looked at the people around him.

"Jing Shuangluo, until now you still don't know how to regret it, and you still have the face to smile." An elder shouted angrily, and the people around you blamed him even more violently.

"Repent, why do I regret it?" Jing Shuangluo said. The people around him were angry and pointed at Jing Shuangluo and scolded him.

"shameless."

"No shame at all."

The screams kept ringing, and everyone was accusing Jing Shuangluo, but Jing Shuangluo didn't feel the same as she looked calm.

"Hmph, as a saint, you have developed feelings for you and have done something miserable with the man. You have the nerve to say why you regret it." The elder said angrily.
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