Chapter 642 Who Dares to Touch Her, I Will Kill Who!

"Where are Xuewu and Yichen going in a hurry?" King Sang Shun stared at Sang Lanruo, with a hint of oppression in his deep eyes.

Sang Lanruo lowered her eyebrows and said calmly, "Tell them to do something."

King Sang Shun's eyes fell on Sang Lanruo's pale cheeks, with complex emotions in his eyes. After a while, he said in a difficult tone: "Lan Ruo, do you feel unwell?"

Sang Lanruo raised her head and looked at her father.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the hoarfrost on her father's temples seemed to be a little whiter, and there was a haggard and tired look between his brows.

"I'm fine." She replied flatly.

However, this answer did not reassure King Sangshun. He looked at his only daughter and said: "Tomorrow, I will find some pharmacists to take a look for you."

He thought, find a pharmacist to take a look at his daughter's body, if the situation is really as bad as Mu Qingge said, he will go to Dongzhou in person and go to the alchemy academy to ask for alchemy.

"No need, I'm fine." Sang Lanruo shook her head and refused.

"Lan Ruo, just listen to me as a father once." King Sang Shun rarely appeared in a pleading tone.

Sang Lanruo looked at her father puzzled, took a few steps closer to him, and asked, "I'm fine, why do I need to see the pharmacist?"

"Lan Ruo..." King Sang Shun hesitated to speak.

"Father." Suddenly, Sang Lanruo shouted. This long-lost address shocked King Sangshun, and his eyes were warm.

"What did you call me?" How long? How long has this diaphragm between father and daughter been going on? Let him never hear Sang Lanruo calling him father again.

"Father." Sang Lanruo looked at her father guiltily, tears falling from her eyes. "I am not a good daughter, nor a good mother. Over the years, I have been immersed in pain all day long. Xuewu and Yichen are all thanks to their father for taking care of them. Lan Ruo is here, thanks to her father."

As she spoke, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to King Sangshun.

King Sang Shun looked at her with a complicated expression. At this moment, he let go of the majesty of the head of the family, and reached out to help Sang Lanruo up. "What are you doing?"

However, Sang Lanruo refused to get up. She refused her father's support, but raised her head and looked at her father. With a pleading tone, he said: "Father, Lan Ruo is not filial. Over the years, she has never fulfilled her responsibilities as a daughter. Now, I still want to ask my father to promise me that Xue Wu and Yi Chen will recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors. Don't worry, they will be honored by Sang. He was raised by the Sang family, and the blood of the Sang family also flows in his body, so he will never do anything to be sorry for the Sang family."

"Didn't I say it in the main hall before, no matter whether their surname is Mu or Sang, they are all my grandsons. When did I go back on my word when I promised you?" King Sang Shun said.

He persuaded: "Get up first, the ground is too cold, it is not good for your health."

"Thank you, father." Sang Lanruo said, and kowtowed three more times to King Sang Shun.

This made King Sangshun frown worriedly, and he couldn't help asking: "What happened to you today? You look completely hopeless. Could it be that Mu Liancheng was taken away, and you also want to leave my father behind and go with him?" ?”

As he spoke, there was a bit of sternness in his tone.

If Sang Lan wanted to die, he would never allow it!

"Father..." Sang Lanruo called softly, with a poignant smile on the corner of her mouth. "Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid."

"Aren't you going to kill yourself, so are you going to grind yourself to death slowly?" King Sang Shun said anxiously.

How could he not know about his daughter's temperament?

Over the years, Mu Liancheng's resurrection is to support her hope of living. Now that Mu Liancheng has been taken away, what a blow it will be to Sang Lanruo?

I'm afraid that from today onwards, her will to survive will become weaker and weaker.

"Since you are so reluctant, why do you agree?" King Sang Shun's anger surged like waves. "If you want to die, why don't I go and catch that bastard who wanted to kill my biological mother right now, and force her to return Mu Liancheng to you."

"No! Don't!" Sang Lanruo hurriedly stopped.

She rushed forward, grabbed the corner of King Sangshun's clothes, and begged: "Don't go to her. She didn't force me, I figured it out myself. Liancheng is by my side, and I have no way to save him. But Ge There is a way, she said."

"She is so cruel to you, and you still speak up for her!" King Sangshun said angrily. There was anger and heartache in his eyes.

If Sang Lan loves his children, why doesn't he love his children?

Sang Lanruo shook her head slowly, "I am the one who is sorry for her, and she should hate me and blame me."

"You!" King Sang Shun pointed at her, but was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Flicking his sleeves in anger, King Sangshun said: "If you don't want me to trouble her, you must promise me to live a good life. You must not have suicidal thoughts, and you must not torture yourself. Tomorrow I will ask the pharmacist to come and recuperate your body You don’t want to live in this place either, move to another yard and take a good rest.”

"Father, I can promise you to see the pharmacist. But, I won't move." Sang Lanruo said.

"Who did you follow with your stubborn temper?" King Sang Shun sighed.

Sang Lanruo lowered her eyes and remained silent.

With whom? She didn't know whether she followed her father or her mother.

"Alas..." King Sang Shun said slowly, "Your eldest daughter is no weaker than you in her stubborn temper. She refuses to recognize you now, so don't think about it anymore."

Sang Lanruo pursed her lips and remained silent. How could she not want to? The daughter who had been looking forward to for nineteen years finally appeared in front of her. Even if the other party won't forgive her and deny her, she can't stop thinking about her daughter.

"I gave her a chance, but she didn't appreciate it. I came here to tell you that if she asks you for the Sang family's refining technique, you must not feel ashamed of her and teach it privately against the precepts of your ancestors. You should know how serious the consequences are." This was one of the purposes of King Sang Shun's visit, and he was afraid that if Sang Lan couldn't bear to do something stupid, then even he wouldn't be able to protect her.

The Sang family has extremely cruel punishments for those who teach the art of refining in private and those who are taught, not just a simple apology with death.

He was worried that Mu Qingge would run into a wall with him, and would find Sang Lanruo directly, and exchange the pill for the refining technique. And if Sang Lan felt guilty, she agreed.

It's just that when he finished saying this sentence, he realized something was wrong.

Sang Lanruo was too silent, a little abnormal.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he lost his voice: "You have already given it to her!"

"No." Sang Lanruo's eyes avoided the gaze of King Sang Shun. Originally, I thought it would take a while, but I didn't want my father to come here so soon, and mentioned this matter.

However, King Sang Shun didn't believe it, and immediately rushed to Sang Lanruo, and asked in shock, "Tell me, did you tell her?"

Sang Lanruo raised her head and looked at her father. In his father's eyes, it seemed that he had already confirmed the answer. She bit her lip, "Father, this is the only thing I can do for Geer, please help me."

boom!

King Sangshun suddenly felt like five thunderbolts, and his body shook for a while. His face was extremely pale, and he looked at Sang Lanruo with heartache, "Why did I give birth to a daughter like you? You want me as the head of the Sang family, how should I protect you?"

"My daughter knew that she had made a big mistake, so she didn't think about escaping punishment. I asked my father to punish me according to the ancestral training. My daughter never complained, and only asked my father to let Geer go. She didn't know what I gave her. It's the art of refining, she is innocent. Just punish me alone!" Sang Lanruo begged bitterly.

"Nie Yuan Nie Yuan..." King Sang Shun closed his eyes in pain. He said slowly: "Do you know what is the punishment for your behavior in the ancestral training?"

Sang Lanruo said with a calm expression: "One hundred lashes, a knife and an ax on the body, and throwing it into the furnace, it will be wiped out in ashes."

Without saying a word, King Sang Shun took a small step back. In the end, he leaned against the edge of the table, as if his momentum had been sucked away, he became depressed, and said in a voice dripping with blood: "You let me punish you like this, you are trying to gouge out my heart!"

"Father, it's my daughter who is unfilial." Sang Lanruo closed her eyes in pain. How could she not know what kind of injury King Sang Shun would be if she did so? However, she had no choice. She has never given anything to her daughter, and now that she knows that she wants to refine weapons, she has to do it.

"Father, Lan Ruo has been stubborn and willful since she was a child. Even after she became a wife and a mother, she still followed her own temperament and completely ignored other people's thoughts. Father, in this life, Lan Ruo's temperament is to change It's over, just pamper me one more time, for the last time, okay?" Sang Lanruo said with tears.

A tear slipped from the corner of King Sangshun's eyes. He murmured, "You still want to die after all, and you still want to abandon me as a father."

Sang Lanruo closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her face. She didn't want to die, her daughter hadn't called her mother, she hadn't seen her husband resurrected, and her children hadn't grown up yet, how could she be willing to die. Even if **** is suffering from heartburn every night, she will not die lightly. But if this is the only way to achieve consummation, she will not back down.

"You treat her like this, do you know that she knows that you are sick, but she refuses to save you? Do you know that the daughter you have been thinking about, before you entered the main hall today, she proposed to me to exchange the elixir that saved you?" The Sang family's weapon refining technique? After I refused, she completely disregarded your life and death, and walked away without mentioning it again." King Sang Shun said sadly.

He wanted to wake up Sang Lanruo and tell her it wasn't worth it.

However, Sang Lanruo smiled indifferently, "This child is smarter than her father, so I can rest assured."

"You!" King Sang Shun held his breath in his heart, feeling aching with boredom.

Sang Lanruo looked at him, and said slowly: "In Dad's heart, as the head of the Sang family, he must never seek personal gain for himself. Rejecting Ge'er is a righteous thing, and Lan Ruo understands. In Ge'er's heart, she has never To recognize my mother, I am just a stranger to her. Isn't it the most normal to seize the bargaining chip and negotiate with father. How can I be chilled, how can I blame her?"

King Sang Shun looked at her with a sad expression, his tightly pursed lips trembling faintly.

"Ahem..." Suddenly, Sang Lanruo coughed violently.

"Lan Ruo!" King Sang Shun quickly supported her and pulled her up from the ground.

When she raised her head, he found blood on the corner of her lips.

The dazzling blood color made King Sang Shun's eyes reflect shock and heartache. "I'm going to find the pharmacist right now!"

"Father." Sang Lanruo grabbed his wrist tightly and shook her head at him. "Father, promise me. Please fulfill me this last time. In my daughter's life, she lived a rebellious and carefree life when she was young, and grew up under the blessing of father. When she was young, she met the love of her life again. Although they were only together for a few years, But it is enough to make me spend my whole life. But these nineteen years have been very painful for me. Dad, I am a little tired. In this life, I am not a good daughter, a good wife, or a good mother. I only hope that in the next life, I can still be a father My daughter, repay my father's kindness to me in this life. In the next life, I will obediently obey my father's words, okay?"

Every word of Sang Lanruo's words seemed to tear King Sang Shun's heart apart.

He can pretend not to know and hide this matter. However, once this happens, he is not worthy to be the head of the Sang family. In the future, if Mu Qingge forges weapons according to the Sang clan's weapon refining method, he will also be hunted down by the entire Sang clan.

If Sang Lan wants to take this matter on her own, she just hopes that it will end with her and not involve Mu Qingge any more.

"You really want to do this?" King Sang Shun tremblingly said.

Sang Lanruo smiled sweetly, "I'm my father's daughter, and now the Sang family is in danger. If my father doesn't take me to rectify the law, I'm afraid it will make the clansman renounced. Giving Ge'er the weapon refining technique is the only thing I can do for her. And Taking responsibility for this matter is the only thing I can do for my father. In the future, my father can better manage the Sang family and eliminate the voices of dissatisfaction in the family." Over the years, she has lived in a claustrophobia, but it does not mean that she is ignorant. , There are already many people who are dissatisfied with her father's attitude of conniving her.

If this time, she was executed according to the law, it would make King Sang Shun's management of the Sang family easier, and the Sang family might have a day to climb back to the top.

King Sang Shun closed his eyes in pain, struggling with this decision in his heart for a long time.

In the end, he shouted: "Come here, if Sang Lan wants to teach the Sang family's art of refining in private, take her down to the clan's land, and choose a day for a big trial in front of the clan!"

After shouting this sentence, his entire face was stretched from neck to neck, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his eye sockets were covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Thank you for your success, Dad." Sang Lanruo smiled brightly at him.

...

"What are you doing here?" Mu Qingge tightly clenched the paper in her hands, and looked at Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen with dim eyes.

"Boss, we finally caught up with you. Mother asked us to send you out of Fusha City, saying that she was worried that some people in Sang's family would harm you, and asked us to send you to a safe place. Then I also took this opportunity to return to Linchuan Mu Let's go to the mansion." Mu Yichen said quickly.

Mu Xuewu also nodded and said: "Boss, although you refuse to recognize your mother now, we are always a family, and this will not change."

What the two said made Mu Qingge's face darken.

Her ugly face made Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen puzzled, wondering if they said something they shouldn't have said.

'These two idiots! These words clearly meant that if Sang Lan wanted to separate the two of them, she would leave Sang's house. ’ Mu Qingge said angrily in her heart.

When she saw that Sang Lanruo gave her the weapon refining technique of the Sang family, she realized something was wrong.

At this time, the appearance of Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen confirmed her guess even more.

What would be the consequences of spreading the art of refining without permission? Just looking at the fact that King Sang Shun would rather give up treating Sang Lanruo from her hands, one can judge that his punishment will never be light.

"Young master, what's the matter?" Mu Chen felt that Mu Qingge's expression was wrong, so he asked.

"It's something." Mu Qingge said in a deep voice.

She holds the weapon refining technique given by Sang Lanruo in her hand, but she is unwilling to accept her love in her heart.

'Go back, as long as you haven't discovered it yet. ’ Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes and made a decision. She wanted the Sang family's refining skills, so she would figure out a way by herself, without Sang Lanruo helping her like this.

However, before she could leave, a low-pitched horn sounded suddenly in Fusha City.

When Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen heard this voice, their expressions changed immediately.

"This is the voice of the Sang family summoning the people." Mu Xuewu looked at Mu Qingge and said.

"It must be except for some major event. The sound of the horn must not be blown unless it is a major event." Mu Yichen also said.

Mu Qingge's heart sank, and she thought to herself: "It seems that I have been discovered." '

In this way, there are two choices before her. Or, leave Fusha City before the people from the Sang family chase after them. Or, return to Sang's house.

A trace of sharpness appeared in Mu Qingge's clear eyes. She brushed past Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen.

"Young master, where are you going?" Mu Peng asked when everyone was puzzled.

"The Sang family." Mu Qingge kept walking, but left behind two words that were puzzling to everyone. Something happened to the Sang family, why did she join in the fun?

...

In the enclosed prison car, Sang Lanruo's eyes were red and swollen, she bit her lower lip tightly, and looked at King Sang Shun with sharp eyes.

King Sang Shun stood outside the prison car, ignoring her sharp eyes, and said slowly: "Lan Ruo, don't blame father. You are my daughter, and father doesn't want you to die like this. The horn has sounded, if she and Xue Wu and the others will know what this means when they are together. If she rushes back for you, even if I don’t take the position of Patriarch, I will keep your mother and daughter safe. But if she is determined not to come, father can only watch helplessly Watching you being thrown into the furnace."

"If Ge'er is hurt in any way, I will hate you forever..." Sang Lanruo said hoarsely.

She originally thought that her father had agreed to her, and after locking her up, he would wait until Mu Qingge left Fusha City before dealing with it. But he didn't want to, but he immediately blew the horn to recall the whole family.

In less than an hour, all the Sang people in Fusha City will gather together.

"Hate it. Even if you hate Dad, Dad will do the same." King Sang Shun finished speaking, turned and left.

...

Mu Qingge suddenly wanted to return to Sang's house, and everyone was puzzled.

However, the sound of the horn indicated that something important had happened to the Sang family, and Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen could not leave at this moment.

A group of people hurried back to Sang's house, but found that the door of the house was closed, and there seemed to be no one inside.

"He must have gone to the clan land!" Mu Xuewu turned to look at Mu Qingge and said.

"Clan land?" Mu Qingge frowned.

Mu Xuewu nodded and explained to her: "If there is a major event that requires the participation of the whole clan, we will go to the clan to solve it. Only there can accommodate tens of thousands of people from the Sang family." Even if the Sang family is down now, There are nearly 100,000 people with the surname Sang, plus those with other surnames attached to them.

In the heyday, there were hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of people with foreign surnames who came to the Sang family for their names.

That was the most glorious era of the ancient race!

"Where is the clan land?" Mu Qingge asked.

"There is a distance from the Sang family's mansion." Mu Xuewu said.

"Let's go there." Mu Qingge said immediately.

"Boss, what happened?" Mu Yichen asked in confusion.

Mu Qingge said in a deep voice: "When I left the Sang family, in the scroll that Sang Lanruo gave me, there was a hidden copy of the Sang clan's weapon refining method."

"what!"

"what!"

Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen said in shock.

"Then the sound of the trumpet must have revealed the matter. My mother was arrested! I taught the family the method of refining weapons privately, but I would be flogged, and I would be tortured to the point of dying, and then thrown into the furnace to be burned. It will be wiped out!" Mu Xuewu said with a pale face.

Mu Yichen's complexion was also extremely bad, he mobilized his spiritual power and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Boss, let's hurry over there." Mu Xuewu said anxiously to Mu Qingge.

"Young master, this is a matter of the Sang family. If we go in this way, I'm afraid it will make things worse!" Mu Chen stopped in front of Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge looked at him coldly, and said with a firm expression: "I am involved in this incident, and I still have to take responsibility for it." If she didn't go, Sang Lanruo would really die like this. She probably owes her a lifetime.

Even if she got the weapon refining technique of the Sang family, can she use it?

Bypassing Mu Chen, Mu Qingge and Mu Xuewu left together.

Bai Yu and Mei Zizhong also followed closely, and Mu Peng said to Mu Chen: "Elder, this is the difference. If such a thing happened, Mu Luofeng would probably run away long ago, but the young master Qingge is so powerful. Take charge, this is the young master of our Mu clan!"

Mu Chen sighed, and his eyes were full of emotion. He told Mu Peng: "I'll follow first to protect the young master's safety. You hurry up and gather your men and rush over here. I'll leave a mark for you on the way so that you can guide the way."

"Yes, Great Elder!" Mu Peng responded and immediately left.

After explaining to Mu Peng, Mu Chen hurriedly chased after him.

In the floating sand city, the wind blows the yellow sand, which has attracted many people's eyes and blown away some people's obsessions.

...

Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The ancient horn sounded slowly.

The clan land of the Sang people is located in the west mountain outside Fusha city. Xishan is like a sharp mountain, naturally with a bit of sharpness and solemnity.

Two cliffs, like swords descended from heaven, stand between the sky and the earth, forming the gate of the San tribe.

Here, the totem of the San people is engraved, and the rocks inside are like various weapons formed naturally.

The arc-shaped wall connects these mountain rocks that look like weapons, layered on top of each other, interlocking.

In the most central circle, nearly a hundred thousand people gathered. They were summoned by the sound of the horn, but they didn't know what happened.

I just saw the torture platform slowly emerging, and the blazing furnace behind the platform. This smelting furnace was born with the Sang people, and among the Sang people, it has the status of an ancestor.

The flame inside is an accompanying flame, a different fire, but not a different fire. Since it was ignited, it has never been extinguished.

The ancestors of the Sang family said that the fire in this furnace symbolizes the fate of the Sang people. If the fire is still burning, it means that there are still San people in the world. If the fire goes out one day, it will be the day when the San people are in great trouble.

For generations, the ancestors guarding the clan land have always regarded this furnace and this fire as very important. If it is a normal matter, the refining furnace will not be invited at all.

The people of the Sang tribe and those in Fusha City have all rushed over.

They stood together, rustling and discussing, guessing what happened.

"Patriarch, do you really want to punish niece Lan Ruo like this?" the second elder of the Sang family said kingly to Sang Shun.

King Sang Shun pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, his deep eyes looked at the execution platform floating in the sky. The pillar carved with exquisite patterns on it was stained with the blood of many sinful clansmen. Today, is it his daughter's turn?

The second elder of the Sang family said self-consciously: "I think that niece Lan Ruo committed such a wrong thing because she was bewitched by that unfilial son, and she can't be entirely blamed."

"Second brother, you can't say that. We don't know what's going on, so why blame Mu... Where is Qingge's nephew?" The third elder spoke for Mu Qingge.

Only now did he understand that Mu Qingge's difference to Xue Wu was due to his blood, and it was not what he thought at all.

"Inside story? What else is there? In the main hall, didn't you hear the Patriarch say that she covets our Sang family's weapon refining technique? Fortunately, the Patriarch discovered it in time and did not let Lan Ruo's niece really use the weapon refining technique. Tell her." The second elder stared.

"Yes!" The third elder also sighed, and persuaded King Sangshun: "Patriarch, in fact, since niece Lan Ruo didn't succeed, why did you punish her with such a big fanfare?"

King Sang Shun said slowly, "If Sang Lan is my daughter, she is also a member of the Sang clan. The rules are set by the ancestors, and no one should violate them. She knows that this is a serious crime, and she still wants to do it. If not punished, wouldn’t the hearts of the people be chilled?”

"However, once this matter is exposed, according to the family rules, niece Lan Ruo will be thrown into the furnace." The third elder said incredulously.

King Sangshun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "That was also her choice, her fate."

"Come here, bring up the sinner of the family, Sang Lanruo!" Suddenly, he raised his hand and shouted.

Soon, there were guards from the Sang tribe, who pressed Sang Lanruo up, and hung her up on the pillar with both hands raised on the execution platform.

"It's really Sang Lanruo!"

"She is the daughter of the patriarch! What happened?"

"Hmph, what kind of patriarch's daughter. She was the one who made our San tribe bow down in front of the Ying tribe. If the patriarch hadn't defended her all these years, who would think of her as the eldest lady of our San tribe?"

"That's right. I don't know what trouble happened this time. Even the patriarch couldn't keep him, so he was brought here."

"Maybe it has something to do with her dead husband."

"Yes. Back then, Sang Lanruo was also the jewel of our Sang clan. She was beautiful, talented, and bloody. The family had high expectations for her, and all the clansmen treated her like a princess. But what about now? For a man who came out of nowhere, she has fallen like this. I was not as good as her back then, but now the weapons I casually refine can make her admit defeat."

Among the Sang people, because of the appearance of Sang Lanruo, there was a more intense discussion.

Nearly 100,000 voices of discussion reached Sang Lanruo on the execution platform, like thousands of flies flying by, unable to hear anything clearly. However, she could clearly see the expressions of the clansmen and guess what they were talking about at this moment.

Smiling wryly in her heart, Sang Lanruo didn't defend herself.

That's the fact, she did disappoint the clansmen.

After tying up Sang Lanruo, two Sang guards stood on the left and right, with serious and stern expressions.

King Sang Shun looked at Sang Lanruo with a complicated expression. In her eyes, he saw despair and hope. That expectation... He didn't need to guess, he knew what to expect.

She was expecting that Mu Qingge would not show up, and that everything would end as soon as possible.

Looking back, King Sang Shun stood up. He stood on the high platform on the ground, with the second and third elders standing beside him, and not far behind them was the suspended execution platform.

"Today, you are called here to deal with the sinners in the clan, Sang Lanruo!" King Sang Shun's voice was infused with spiritual power, so that everyone present could hear his voice.

The San people gradually became quiet.

They didn't know what Sang Lanruo had committed, they just waited for King Sang Shun's next words.

King Sangshun took a deep breath, and said: "Today, she wanted to pass on the family's art of refining weapons to outsiders. I found out and stopped it in time. But even if she didn't succeed, she violated the family rules. Therefore, Today, under the witness of the tribe, as the patriarch of the San tribe, I will punish her according to the family rules of the ancestors!"

"What! To teach the art of refining weapons to outsiders? If Sang Lan is crazy!"

"She's gone crazy!"

"The Art of Artifact Refining is the secret of our Sang people. Each of us regards Art of Artifact Refining as more important than our own lives. Let alone outsiders, even if it is our own clansman or our own children, if they have not been passed on by the family Bloodline verification, who among us dares to teach the art of refining?"

"That's right! This Sang Lanruo dared to act so boldly and disregarded the interests of the clan simply because she was the only daughter of the patriarch!"

"Sigh, it's a pity for the patriarch. This Sang Lanruo is his only bloodline. After today, he will probably be depressed for a long time."

"Our patriarch is still very good. The punishment of Sang Lanruo today is simply selfless!"

King Sangshun's words aroused a lot of discussion among the people of the Sang people.

Those words, some words, clearly passed into the ears of King Sang Shun and Sang Lanruo. No matter who heard it, they felt like a knife pierced their hearts. Even if there is no insult in these words, it is still uncomfortable.

Because, that is the disappointment from the entire clan.

Sang Lanruo smiled miserably, without any excuses, and was extremely quiet. At this moment, she only had one thought in her mind, that is, she hoped that Mu Qingge would not appear.

Not only Mu Qingge, but also Xuewu and Yichen should not appear.

She owed too much to her father and her clansmen, so let her pay it off now.

"Patriarch, she is your biological daughter, what do you plan to do with her?" Someone in the crowd shouted.

The second elder and the third elder shouted at the same time: "Presumptuous!"

King Sangshun calmly raised his hand to prevent them from pursuing.

His pair of deep eyes lightly swept over the tens of thousands of densely packed clansmen. He opened the mouth and said: "According to the clan rules, anyone who teaches the art of refining weapons in the clan privately will be punished with one hundred lashes, one hundred knives and axes, and then thrown into the furnace."

His words silenced the clansmen.

They didn't think this family rule was cruel, but they were not sure that King Sangshun would do this to his daughter.

One hundred lashes is okay, but adding swords and axes to the body...that is to put a hundred weapons on the body! After that, they will be hung on the pillars and roasted in a raging fire until the blood of the whole body drains from the wounds on the body, or they will be dried, and finally thrown into the furnace when they are dying.

Such a cruel punishment, these big men may not be able to bear it. Sang Lanruo is a weak woman? Even if she can bear it, is the Patriarch willing?

They even wondered if this was just a show, so that the whole clan would dissuade them, and then logically bypass Sang Lanruo.

The silence of tens of thousands of people is more terrifying than the fierce voice.

King Sang Shun kept looking over their faces, but none of them stood up and said to spare Sang Lanruo.

This made King Sangshun feel a little pain in his heart.

He knew that for more than ten years, Sang Lanruo had not only hurt his heart, but also hurt the hearts of his clansmen.

It can be said that if Sang Lan was so much hoped by the tribe in the past, she is now so disappointed, and even this disappointment has multiplied.

King Sang Shun's mouth trembled slightly. He said to the guards on the execution platform: "One hundred lashes, hit!"

The two people on the left and right stood up, and their hands flashed, each holding a barbed whip that was covered with salt water.

"Miss, I'm sorry."

After one of them finished speaking, the two looked at each other and nodded.

They held up their whips at the same time, and swung them at Sang Lanruo alternately.

Papa papa——!

The sound of Teng whipping his body was clear and loud. Every whip tore through Sang Lanruo's dress, taking away her flesh and blood. However, she clenched her teeth and did not make a cry of pain.

Even if he couldn't help it sometimes and groaned in pain, it was very soft, only the two people on the execution platform and King Sangshun could hear it.

The sound of the whip hit Sang Lanruo, but hurt King Sang Shun's heart.

His eyes quickly turned red.

The slender figure under the whip gradually complicated the eyes of the San people.

Suddenly, the whipping stopped.

The guard's voice came: "Patriarch, I'm dizzy."

"Wake up with water, keep beating!" King Sang Shun gritted his teeth, and squeezed out the words that made his heart ache.

"yes!"

Wow--!

There was the sound of splashing water, accompanied by the cough of Sang Lanruo being woken up.

However, King Sangshun felt relieved when he heard the coughing sound. What he was most afraid of was not being able to hear his daughter's voice.

A hundred lashes, finally over.

King Sangshun has already smashed his palms. "Add a sword and an ax!"

"Big brother! Lan Ruo can't take it anymore!" The third elder no longer called Patriarch, but called King Sang Shun Big Brother. Sang Lanruo's bloody appearance made him, who looked down on her since she was a child, really couldn't bear to look at her.

However, King Sangshun ignored his persuasion and shouted loudly: "Go on!"

One hundred weapons were put on the execution platform.

Sang Lanruo was already very weak, and the plain clothes on her body had already turned into tattered blood clothes. Her vision was a little blurred, and she had double images on the weapons that were approaching her.

However, she smiled.

She hoped that the punishment would be faster, as long as Mu Qingge didn't show up, she would leave without regret.

puff!

The sound of weapons plunging into flesh made tens of thousands of Sang people shudder suddenly.

A dagger had been inserted into Sang Lanruo's right shoulder.

Her slender body could somehow be filled with a hundred weapons.

At this time, another attendant picked up a small ax and swung it vigorously, directly chopping on Sang Lanruo's calf.

"Ah!" The pain of broken bones made Sang Lanruo almost faint from the pain, another layer of cold sweat spread out.

The small ax stuck in her bone and did not fall.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of all the San people trembled. With the addition of a knife and an axe, only by seeing it with your own eyes can you feel the cruelty. Only two sticks have been inserted, and there are ninety-eight sticks left. If all the inserts are finished, will this... still have a human form?

King Sang Shun's hand, which was hidden in his sleeve, was clenched tightly, and the palm was already bloody. He didn't dare to look at the scene behind him. His daughter's suppressed groans seemed to drag him to death.

'Mu Qingge, are you really not coming! ’ he said in his heart.

The third, the sharp sleeve arrow was inserted into Sang Lanruo's left shoulder. Blood flowed out from the wound and dripped to the ground, making her face paler again.

"Brother! Enough is enough, don't continue!" The third elder couldn't help but said.

King Sangshun pursed his lips, but the second elder said in embarrassment: "The family rules are like this. If you give up at this time, how can the Patriarch be able to convince the people in the future? Before this has started, everything is easy to talk about. Now that the punishment has begun, there is absolutely no interruption." The truth!"

"Second brother! You watched Lan Ruo grow up, don't you have the heart to see her suffer so much?" the third elder said excitedly.

The second elder shook his head slowly, "Of course I can't bear it, but what can I do now?"

"Ah!" A gun tip was inserted into Sang Lanruo's palm, and she couldn't help shouting out due to the severe pain.

After a while, her body was filled with more than twenty weapons of various kinds.

Sang Lanruo was dying, and when there was another blood hole in her body, she yelled again.

"Ang—!" Following her shout, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the sky, and there was a deafening roar of beasts.

The sudden changing situation caused everyone in the Sang family to look up, even King Sang and Shun were no exception. I saw that a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the air, and a huge python that couldn't see the edge suddenly appeared.

That giant python, silver-white all over, had an astonishing momentum.

"what is this!"

"Is it a spirit beast? It's too big!"

On the ground, the members of the Sang family began to be a little confused.

The appearance of the Nine Absolute Swallowing Python even aroused the attention of the Supreme Elder who was secretly cultivating in the Sang tribe.

They came out of the retreat one after another, hung in the air, and looked at the giant python in the air.

Among them, one narrowed his eyes and recognized the identity of the giant python. "It's the Nine Absolute Swallowing Python! How could this ancient holy beast appear here?"

"My whole clan is in front. Let's go and have a look!" Another Supreme Elder said.

The figures of the six people flashed and disappeared in place.

At this time, five people jumped from Bai Yu's body and stood on the execution platform.

"mother--!"

"mother!"

When Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen saw Sang Lanruo covered in blood, they rushed towards her.

Singer Mu Qing held a Linglong spear and stood on the execution platform with a cold expression, like a god of war. Mu Chen shot quickly, restrained the two people on the execution platform, and stood beside Mu Qingge with a solemn expression.

The white scorpion surrounds the execution platform, entangled layer by layer, protecting everyone in it.

Sang Lanruo's appearance made Mu Qingge's clear eyes a little colder. She looked at King Sangshun, and said with killing intent: "Whoever hurts her, I will kill him!"