Everyone trembled violently.

They didn't know why he mentioned this "rule", but they knew that if they didn't abide by this inexplicable "rule", the evil army behind the men would swarm up, shoot them into hedgehogs, and chop them into paste.

"I will only give you a stick of incense. If it's too late, just hold them together and perish together."

The sultry, mellow low voice is so cold and unfeeling, it makes people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts, unable to feel the slightest bit of resistance.

They understood.

If you want to live, you must do what he says.

be quick!

Be faster! Be faster than others!

Because your chances of living are limited!

"Do it, let's do it..."

Everyone's eyes turned green, and they felt a power coming from nowhere, and they all started to rush up to the high platform like crazy.

The high platform is one foot long, and all the upper and lower parts depend on the rope net laid down from the bottom of the platform. The net is not big, one meter wide. With this net, people can climb up.

Just because the network is not big enough, it cannot accommodate nearly a hundred people climbing on it. Therefore, if you want to occupy a place on the network, you must rely on grabbing, fighting, and fighting.

They scrambled, ferocious and crazy, kicking and pushing people who were close to them. Men and women seemed to be stimulated crazy, regardless of whether they were close neighbors, relatives, friends, or acquaintances.

All of them are as cruel as they treat their enemies.

The weaker ones, the older ones, women and children are naturally no match for the strong ones. Those who fell from the net, those who were pushed down, fell hard, in various shapes, and screamed in pain, some fell.

He hurt his head, fell and broke his leg, broke his hand, and was left wailing and bleeding all over the ground.

"Save me, save me..."

As for those who stood on the high platform, their hearts were pounding. Even though they stood up, they couldn't help but look at the huge burning fire. As soon as they got closer, they felt a sense of fear of being burned.

Their breathing was rapid, their heads were covered in sweat, and they were spinning around in panic, but there was nothing they could do.

How to get the body out?

There were no utensils on the high platform, not even a wooden stick.

"More than half of the time has passed. If we delay any more..."

The devilishly pleasant and evil voice was urging them, making their tense nerves unable to relax for a moment, like thorns piercing their backs.

There is no other way, there is no other way!

It hurts, it’s better to die!

They gritted their teeth and stared, their faces flushed, their expressions became crazy for a moment, and they directly dug their hands into the fire.

Those corpses were once hung, but later the ropes burned and they fell down and piled up in a pile.

They smashed the firewood pile with their hands, kept reaching in, groping, and dragging.

I tried again and again, and every time I was in pain.

Those fires were very hot, roasting their flesh and burning their clothes, leaving them completely naked.

They were screaming, struggling, rolling on the ground and howling.

"Ahh——"

"Ah, I can't stand it anymore-"

"It hurts, it hurts so much——"

How ironic.

Before, no one thought about saving those children, but now, everyone is desperately reaching out into the fire, trying to pull them out.

Looking at this scene, Chen Baiqi smiled, but his eyes were calm.

"Are you satisfied? If you are not satisfied, why don't you play again?" Meng Changjun hugged her and wanted to take her hand and hold it, but he felt her fingers were cold. He frowned and put her hand in his.

He was warm inside his robe.

His behavior is completely subconscious and without thinking.

And those Yuelu disciples also came over, led by Zhang Yi. They happened to hear Meng Changjun's words, and they all showed a trace of... unbearable, but when they thought of the innocent children dying in pain in the fire, these words of dissuasion suddenly stopped.

In a hoarse voice.

They thought vainly that Mengchang Jun would not die after all the torture. Although the pain was painful, they should just apologize to those innocent people who lost their lives.

So they stopped trying to persuade him, but they didn't look at those people who were frightened out of their wits by Lord Mengchang and reached into the fire like a self-indulgent act.

Chen Baiqi shook his head and sighed, and she said: "In fact, what has always manipulated them is just the desire for life. People's obsession with living is so deep, no matter how painful it is, they still have to live..."

People's desire for life is instinctive, even for her. She wants to be able to go back alive. Even if she does many things against her will, right or wrong, she is not willing to give up on herself easily.

"Let's forget about others, but we can't let those people go." Chen Baiqi said coldly.

When I thought of the culprit behind the scenes, the gentle and beautiful face with a pale and sickly look revealed a cold and evil intention for the first time.

Mengchang Jun's eyes were soft and tender, and he felt that she was beautiful in many ways, her tolerance for compromise, her calm and self-controlled intelligence, her gentle and enchanting changes, even her "snake and scorpion" appearance made him happy to see her.

Mr. Mengchang knew which people she was talking about.

"This whole city is rotten..."

What is currently displayed in front of them is only a small part of what happened in this city. There are more, more...
Chapter completed!