I just want to be just mine

Chapter 16 The Prairie King (16)

    He was sentenced to death in full view.

    It seems that countless eyes are staring at Wei Yunbai. Wu Licuo exposes him to the sun. It is dirty, dirty, and filthy. All people know who this cage is made for, and they will be in their hearts. Sympathetic or gloomy, watching with cold eyes a man being persecuted in public by another man.

    Wu Licuo's order made them not dare to look up.

    But daring to look up doesn't mean no one.

    Wei Yunbai looked at the iron cage, the polished and smooth iron bars, the distance between each was just right, the wind was blowing from all sides, and the sun was shining from above.

    A mental hospital also has such an iron gate.

    There are also differences. The narrow iron door outside the wooden door is not as beautiful as this one. It is better to enjoy the wind, rain and sunshine. Wei Yunbai remembers the appearance of every corner of the iron door, including the gap where only one finger can be extended, including All kinds of scratches and bites he made in five years.

    His eyelids drooped, "..."

    Happy, very happy.

    It's a joy to have good memories brought back together.

    Wu Licuo, "Why don't you talk, eh?"

    "Wulizo," Wei Yunbai said in a low voice, "Don't go too far."

    Wu Licuo pinched his chin, turned his head to the side, and met with Wei Yunbai. Yunbai looked at each other, and anger emerged from his eyes a little bit, "As long as you are good, how can I be willing to lock you here.

    " Double fist, "I rewarded He Yi to Ali Lang, stepped on Da Zhao's face under my feet, I tore this face myself."

    "Wei Yunbai, I let Da Zhao'an live safely and securely. These days," Wu Licuo, "is for you."

    "If you are not happy, this king will not be happy. If this king is unhappy, naturally he has to vent."

    He walked around Wei Yunbai, his voice neither high nor low, "Bring people up."

    The Dazhao people who were bound were taken up by the soldiers in a panic.

    They were tied hands and feet, pushed one by one into this open space, resisted and cried suddenly, were rudely pressed to the ground by the soldiers, and in the blink of an eye, they knelt down in a crowd of black people.

    The marriage between Princess Dazhao and the King of the Prairie was a major event. Because they were afraid that Bei Rong would think that they had bad intentions, the court sent a small team to send the relatives, but there were still several hundred people.

    Wei Yunbai looked at them one by one, familiar, unfamiliar, one-sided, completely unfamiliar... all here.

    Both men and women, all kneeled here in despair.

    Wei Yunbai's hand was held by Wu Licuo, and his frowning eyebrows were smoothed by Wu Licuo. He stood on top of Wu Licuo, watching these people beg for mercy with all their ugliness.

    The sound of the iron chain came from the side of the ear.

    Wei Yunbai followed and saw that the door on one side of the iron cage had been opened by the soldiers, and the iron door was tied by an iron chain with the thickness of an adult's forearm.