"Ba!Ba!"

The board began to fall.

Meng Xishan didn't say a word, and even the expression on his face did not change much. It seemed that he had already become accustomed to this kind of punishment.

This is enough to imagine how many disasters Sikong Sheng caused during this period, and how many punishments he received on behalf of him.

However, this time is different from every time.

This time, what he is about to face is to be beaten to death.

Sikong Sheng clenched his fists silently.

And, he died for himself.

"Ba!Ba!"

The life line belonging to Meng Xishan is slowly declining with a landslide.

But as the punishment intensified and Meng Xishan's injuries became heavier, the life bar, which had been slowly falling, suddenly slipped out of control.

Meng Xishan's back was stained with blood. And the gushing blood was also flowing to the ground, soaking the thick carpet.

"Don't beat it again!" Sikong Sheng finally couldn't help but shout, "Didn't I say don't beat it again?"

Feng Qiwu glanced at him coldly and raised his eyes again: "I have also said that he will bear all your punishments within the contract. If you want to blame, blame yourself. Regardless of his life, he committed such a heinous crime."

The punishment continues.

Blood, like a pool of despair, has even spread to the toes of the onlookers.

Finally, the others couldn't stand it and said to dissuade them:

"A small punishment and great commandment. This time he defended Geng City, he also made great contributions. It would be better to spare his life even if he had to pay off his merits and demerits."

"Yes, whoever makes a mistake will be punished. Wouldn't it be a shame for other soldiers to let the general die for such a person?"

"What's more, we are about to fight Group A. Now it's time to use people. One more person is also another new force!"

After hearing these words, Sikong Sheng felt like he had met a savior, and he nodded repeatedly. He ignored the slightest remarks and cursed him.

"What does his own contribution have to do with Sikong Shengdae?" However, Feng Qiwu was still as cold as ice and unmoved.

At the beginning, he would bow and apologize to Lu Hongyu for his self-sacrifice. Everyone said that he had changed. However, he was still as strict as one code and involved military law.

The decisive battle is imminent. Are they going to fight to trigger another civil strife for Meng Xishan?

Ye Shuo frowned and looked between Meng Xishan, Sikong Sheng and Feng Qiwu. He could say that he didn't like any of these three people. Seeing them biting dogs has nothing to do with him.

As for this matter, Meng Xishan is indeed innocent, but he was willing to sign a contract of guilt with Feng Qiwu when he was willing to sign a contract of guilt for the sake of points. In other words, he could only blame him for this. If he had been to himself, he would never have signed such a contract without human rights.

What's more, since the execution, Meng Xishan's reaction seems to have no intention of begging for mercy from Feng Qiwu since the execution, except that he has gradually become unable to withstand and has begun to make intermittent crys of pain, he has no intention of begging for mercy from Feng Qiwu. It seems that he has planned to get a point and get out.

Everyone has their own wishes. Since he doesn't care about anything glory and persists until the end, let him go. He has already got what he wants, but it was a bit difficult to bear when he was executed.

But life is like this, and whatever he wants to get, he must pay accordingly. In this war, he does not have to work hard. Just use this short-term pain to exchange for huge points far exceeding others, which is also an equivalent exchange.

At the same time, Ye Shuo did not object to using his tragic death to stimulate Sikong Sheng, so that he could truly alert him of his mistakes and make good money.

Although the rest of the people still couldn't bear it, they saw that Ye Shuo, who had always been the most "justice and kindness", kept silent here. After careful consideration, the rest of the people suppressed the intention of dissuasion.

Now, no one can save Meng Xishan anymore.

The most painful thing is Sikong Sheng.

He really realized his mistake and was willing to pay the price for this mistake. But he never expected that this price would actually be another person's life.

This is the punishment of heart-wrenching, which makes him suffer much more pain than a simple punishment of sticks or even a direct execution of him.

Feng Qiwu, he is indeed a natural military strategist. No one knows better than him how to establish severe punishments and torture subordinates, so that sinners cannot live or die.

Now, Sikong Sheng could only watch Meng Xishan be punished. Every time the board fell, it seemed to hit him in his heart, and even rubbed millions of nails into his blood.

Meng Xishan, he has suffered such pain many times, but this is the first time he has faced his pain.

Every time when he was punished, the self who smiled and cheered "It's great to have a scapegoat" was nothing.

After a while, the life bar above Meng Xishan's head had been cut by more than half, and his pain became more and more shrill and desperate.

Sikong Sheng could no longer bear it, so he suddenly shook the trialist behind him, rushed forward in a few steps, and blocked Meng Xishan.

"Don't hit me anymore! If you want to hit me, just hit me!"

The people responsible for the execution were virtual soldiers. They had no human emotions, so they would never have any mercy on the subject. But this time, the order they received was to torture Meng Xishan. The other person who suddenly rushed out interfered with their established procedures, making them stand still with the board, and hesitate and difficult to make decisions.

Sikong Sheng looked straight at Feng Qiwu with his eyes, his eyes not retreating at all. He just wanted to use this to express his determination to the other party so that he could open his sleeves.

However--

"Pull him apart and continue to fight." Feng Qiwu's eyes fluctuated without any fluctuation, and he ordered coldly.

Compared to those virtual soldiers' executioners, he is more like an emotional machine.

When Sikong Sheng struggled repeatedly and was still pulled away by the virtual soldiers rushing forward, he almost completely collapsed.

The struggles and shouts, and the weaknesses of his body and mind were suffering unprecedentedly.

If there is any way...it will be fine if he can punish himself!

If his enemy suddenly rushed up and gave him a knife, that would be great!

Just don't let your whole body be intact, but let another person be bruised...

This is the first time in his life. Sikong Sheng realized that it was not so easy to hurt himself.

In the military camp, the commander's order is absolute. If he doesn't let you live, you can't live. When he doesn't want you to die, you can't even control your death.

He is not his father, he will always spoil himself.

He is not Huangfu Li, he will tolerate himself again and again.

Now, he is not the young master of Jiuyou Palace...

He is just the head coach of Group B, who is in charge of the life and death of their people...

Head coach.

Meng Xishan's cry of pain was getting lighter and lighter.

The entire hall was shrouded in a depressed despair. It was like the smog-covered air, so heavy that there was no light in it.

"Ba!Ba!"

Even Sikong Sheng's crying was hoarse, and the only sounds of dull, mechanical, without any emotion in the room were the sounds of execution.

The life strip above Meng Xishan finally completely dropped to zero.

His body was completely stiff. He crawled in a pool of solidified blood, only his eyes were still wide open.

The virtual soldier who was seizing Sikong Sheng finally let him go and went forward to clean up the endgame.

With a "thump", in front of Meng Xishan's body, Sikong Sheng, who had lost his support, fell down his knees and knelt down in pain.

"It's all me who hurt you...it's all me who hurt you..."

Even though his knees and hands were already stained with blood flowing from the ground, Sikong Sheng still did not move his body.

The only thing he muttered to himself repeatedly was the sentence "I harmed you."

The battle of killing the heart, Feng Qiwu, you won.

...

late at night.

When most of the others fell asleep, only Sikong Sheng was still sitting under a big tree in the courtyard.

Feng Qiwu ordered Meng Xishan to be buried with a grand ceremony as a martyr.

Even if he just wanted to get points, the contract between the two parties was just a verbal agreement and there was no hard constraint. He could call for mercy at the last moment.

Even if he begs for mercy, Feng Qiwu would not have any kindness.

But no matter what, I would rather die than surrender, endure such great pain, and still abide by the contract and do not ask for a word of love for myself. Such tenacious perseverance is worthy of being the name of "martyr".

After all, even if it is torture to be beaten to death for points, not everyone can stand it.

Now, standing in front of the tree is a simple tombstone.

Sikong Sheng held a glass of wine in his hand and evenly sprinkled in front of Meng Xishan’s tomb.

"Brother, go with peace of mind."

"I will definitely fulfill your unfulfilled wish for you and win the final championship with Group B!"

"And... when I return to the real world, I will transfer half of the points I have earned this time to you to show my belated apology."

Although Sikong Sheng was so painful that he wanted to commit suicide by drinking a sword on the spot, when he calmed down, he realized that doing so was not only meaningless, but also disrespectful to Meng Xishan who died for him.

Since his current life is equivalent to Meng Xishan's exchange for his life, the only thing he can do for Meng Xishan is to cherish his life and strive to make this life that carries sins and can exert its remaining energy in the final war.

Perhaps, Meng Xishan didn't care about the trophy or not. But Sikong Sheng still wanted to do his best for him. Only by getting the final victory can he be commemorated with him and all the lost heroic souls in Group B!

At the same time, Jiang Caini was also sitting under another tree, looking at him from afar.
To be continued...