the villain has been coveting me for a long time

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After all, Shen Fengyue did not wait for Theodore, and when the wound was crusted, he heard the news that Theodore was about to be executed.

The news that Guangming Shengzi was executed for impure beliefs spread all over the streets for a while. People came in groups after hearing the wind, dragging their families with their mouths, some with the mentality of watching theater, some resentful, some doubtful.

Shen Fengyue had so many wounds all over her body that she didn't want to be exposed, so she wrapped a hooded black dress on her body. He hid in the crowd and followed the crowd to the execution ground.

The system was afraid that he could not bear it, so before firing, he advised him: "Old Shen, let's go, don't look."

Shen Fengyue refused: "No, I can't go, I have to watch it with my own eyes."

When the Dark Son died, the task completion notification did not come, indicating that their task target was indeed wrong. But at that moment, Shen Fengyue had a faint feeling in her heart

——Theodore may be the real bug candidate. The moment he guessed the truth, he had already given up, giving up this mission.

Perhaps destiny really does not allow reversal, even if he does not want to do so subjectively, and try to avoid this. But in the end, the development of the situation is still unchangeable and firmly heading towards the already set ending.

The crowd surrounded the three and three layers in the middle of the sentenced person. Shen Fengyue could not get in the front row and was far behind by the crowd. He wrapped himself tightly, covered himself up and down, leaving only a pair of eyes to show through, and he did not dare to meet people's eyes, for fear of exposing the strangeness to teach others to see through his identity.

Theodore was fastened to a wooden cross, with iron ropes wrapped around his limbs and neck to prevent him from escaping.

The Jin Yi Huafu has been taken off, and the decoration on his hair has also been removed. He is only wearing a thin white coat.

Shen Fengyue hid in the corner, widened her eyes, stared unblinkingly, and watched as the attendant read his verdict in public.

Falling in love with men, and falling in love with rebels, should be punished by fire.

After the sentence was read, people threw buckets of alcohol on him, and then threw a burning torch at him.

He closed his eyes forcefully, then forced himself to open, watching all this. Tears flowed in his eyes, and the tears condensed into a thick wall to block everything from the outside world. He blinked again, tears filled his eyes, and he barely recovered a little clarity in front of him, enough to see the prospect of his eyes.

As soon as the torch and the alcohol were connected, the flames immediately rose, quickly spreading over Theodore's clothes. The fragile and thin clothes could not withstand the fierce offensive of the flames. They were instantly ignited and burned to charred black. In the blink of an eye, they climbed up the broken clothes.

Then the tongue of fire began to lick his lover's face. It burned with Theodore's golden blonde hair as brilliant as the sun, and his lover raised his head high and opened his eyes full of stars, as if to tell God his unrepentance.

His eyebrows are flat, no frowning is seen, man and **** are separated, and his mind has already drifted far away, perhaps drifting to heaven, asking the gods for sin, or drifting to a family in a distant village, as if he could no longer feel the heat The flames.

Tears flowed down the crusted wound. The salty tears hurt the wound, but Shen Fengyue couldn't care about it, so she could only cover her face and cry silently.