From a distance, it looks like a grand ceremony is being held here.
She was wearing a white gauze dress, with black hair hanging freely on her shoulders. Her big blue eyes were bloodshot, and upon closer inspection, her face was frighteningly pale.
In front of her was a huge pot of boiling water, with boiling water rolling inside and bubbling upwards.
The person in the gray gown behind her untied the rope that bound her wrists.
Just a moment
She turned around and ran down the high platform. The man in a long gown behind her tried to catch her, but missed her and fell into the scalding hot pot.
She paused and looked at the man in the pot. The exposed flesh had turned crimson, and he didn't even have a chance to struggle.
I don't want to be the second him! ! !
The man came riding a white horse, and the approaching people all gave way. The visitor stretched out his hands to her, and she jumped on the white horse and ran towards the city.