The huge Chu Xingtai looks clean, but it is so empty that it is scary.

They blamed their god for nothing, threw stones at her, abused her in the worst language, and burned her to death.

Su Nanzhi suddenly felt a sharp throbbing pain in his temple, and his head became heavier and heavier in a trance.

The black air in the sky billowed violently, roaring and enveloped the top of the head, and the vines were instantly covered by the black mist.

After regaining consciousness again, the sky brightened, and Su Nanzhi found himself tied to the firewood pile in Xingtai, and the facial features of the people underneath were no longer blurred.

Instead, there are disgusted and angry faces.

"Burn her! Burn her! She will bring bad luck!"

"This monster actually pretends to be an envoy to deceive us! Burn her to death!"

I don't know who threw the stone on the forehead, and the blood flowed from the eyelids. Whether it was the pain on the forehead, or the touch of the blood slowly flowing down the face, it was very real.

Su Nanzhi looked at the torch in the executioner's hand, and struggled hard with her hands tied behind her back, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't use her strength, and her wrist was worn off by the rough hemp rope, and she couldn't break free.

Her throat hurt and she couldn't even make a sound.

The scolding from below was getting louder, and everyone was cheering for her death.

There were also civilians who had been helped by her and survived from the robbers.She is a respected emissary, given to people who have worked.
"It was her! It was she who killed my daughter! Burn her to death!!!"

This angry man, she still remembers.

It was he who knelt down in front of her many times and begged her to save his daughter.

She said that she cannot change life and death,
But the man didn't want to believe it. He knelt down on the steps for two days and passed out. The envoy didn't want to save his daughter, so he would kneel there until he died.

In the end, she relented and agreed to give it a try. Doctors all over the city said that the man's daughter was incurable and could live for a week at most.

Even she herself didn't expect that she really cured that girl.

This incident made more people believe in her. A girl from a small town became a real god in people's eyes, and her parents and relatives were also respected and treated preferentially.

But soon, the price appeared.

The people rescued by the so-called divine power only lived for a while, and then died of sudden illness, or in a more painful way, even the people close to them would die.

It turns out that the pain has not been eliminated, but has been temporarily suppressed, and when her ability is not enough to support it, it will bite back.

The angry people and those in power who wanted to get rid of her for a long time brought people in, tore off her fine clothes, and sent her to the trial seat.

She tried her best to explain that she couldn't get a way out of the people who feared and hated her power.

Su Nanzhi looked at the torch that was getting closer, and struggled even more desperately regardless of the severe pain. The blood on her hand was stained red with the rope, but she just couldn't get rid of the restraint.

The despair and powerlessness of not being able to use up came to my heart, and Su Nanzhi couldn't tell whether it was his own emotions or 'her' emotions.

If it just entered the memory of the past, how could it be so real, it hurt so much that it didn't come out of the memory.

For a moment, she really felt that she was the envoy of God who was pushed up to the altar by people and then dragged down by them.

Those people were afraid of her ability to speak, so they tortured her so that she could no longer speak.

Su Nanzhi watched the torch fall on the neat firewood pile under her feet, the gorgeous flame ignited at once, and the heat wave rushed towards her body.

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