The words were divided into two ends, when Zhu Yifei was involuntary in the General's Mansion, the little monk and Ziyang were on the way to the court, Ziyang was tied with two heavy iron cables, but he was still walking calmly, and the soldiers who followed him saw that he was thin and weak, and he was so strong and suddenly began to talk in a low voice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whoever this Ziyang Dao Chief has offended, he will be beheaded if he doesn't try it anyway," Soldier A said.

"It is said that the first emperor was poisoned by him," said Soldier B.

"I see, I didn't expect that the good-looking person was also a charlatan," Soldier A continued.

"It looks like he has some real skills, otherwise he can be so reused by the first emperor?" Soldier B.

"It's still General Lu who is loyal to the first emperor, and it took several days of strict investigation to catch him," the soldier said.

"It is said that today's beheading of this demon road is also supervised by General Lu himself, in order to comfort the spirit of the first emperor in the sky" Soldier B Dao.

"General Lu is known as a killer, every year if you don't kill a handful of people, it's itchy, I heard that when he chased and killed Wei Jishu, the young general of the Ice Country, he directly single-handedly killed the area along the North River, which is the boundary of the Ice Country, and he cut off more than 100 heads before he stopped," Soldier A said.

"Hey, if it weren't for him, the Ice Kingdom wouldn't be so honest in the past two years," Soldier B said.

"Also, now that the first emperor has just gone, he has come to the capital, I am afraid that these princes will have to look at his face more or less."

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Compared with Ziyang's embarrassment, the little monk was much more relaxed, and the soldiers didn't speak when they saw him honestly following, they only took a small rope and tied it decently, in fact, he opened it as soon as he struggled, and he was particularly cheerful when he was bouncing, not at all like a person who was about to die.

There was nothing to say all the way, and it took three minutes before arriving at the execution ground.

The so-called execution ground is just to set up a square platform at the intersection of the most prosperous streets, surrounded by soldiers to intercept the lively people, and the direction of the court is the imperial city, which means to respect the heavens and apologize.

There are two huge red silk drums on both sides of the square platform, and the drum must be sounded three times before the execution at noon and three o'clock, so that the people who come and go come to watch, in order to set an example, and then there are the executioners, two naked men, with tiger heads tattooed on their arms, and the big knives in their hands are bright and bright, extremely sharp, even if the cold winter wax moon reflects the white snow, it can reflect the cold and mighty luster.

Ziyang and the little monk were escorted to the execution table and knelt down together, in front of them were three large tables, one sat Lu Qian in the middle, and unknown officials sat on both sides, it looked like they were just accompanying Lu Qian to talk and chat to relieve boredom, Lu Qian stood behind an old Taoist priest in gray and Lu Fengmin, who looked anxious, constantly wiping his sweat, trying to say something, but he always couldn't interject.

As soon as Ziyang and the little monk appeared, the expressionless gray-clothed Taoist priest immediately frowned, stroked his beard and shook his head, and nodded again, but he didn't say anything.

Lu Qian seemed to be annoyed by the two flies beside him, waved his hand, stood up and walked in the direction of the torture table, stayed closer, looked at Ziyang, and then looked at the little monk and smiled, "You are the Daoist of Ziyang?" ”

"The general has a good eye," Ziyang also smiled lightly.

"You know I'm a general, yes," Lu Qian said again, "You're Yifei's master?" ”

"Yifei in your hands?" Hearing him call him so intimately, Ziyang suddenly had some doubts.

"Last night we passed the candle in the cave room, she is now my wife, according to the seniority, do I also want to pay tribute to you, Master?" Lu Qian's smile suddenly dissipated, and his face turned cold.

"It's not okay if you don't worship and get married, but if you want to worship under my door, I can consider it" Ziyang's two sword eyebrows staggered, and he smiled evilly.

"Then there is no need, I never recognize a dead person as a master" Lu Qian's beautiful voice also revealed a chill, especially when he thought of the woman in his arms in the morning interceding for this person, his heart was like a stone, and he wanted to pick up a knife and cut him into flesh.

"It's decided that I'm going to die so soon," Ziyang continued to laugh.

"Hey, big brother, why did you even kill me," the little monk called out from the side.

"It's just a waste of food to keep you," Lu Qian glanced at him and continued to say to Ziyang, "Get up this morning, she is still pleading for you, it seems that your master and apprentice are not shallow."

"What the hell do you want to say" Ziyang was a little confused about Lu Qian's brain circuit, and felt that his communication with him no longer seemed to be on a horizontal line.

"The men that Yifei cares about can't live," Lu Qian paused for a moment and said suddenly.

"Ah, I know why you killed me, because the demon girl cares about me the most" The little monk suddenly put on an expression like a sudden realization.

Ziyang raised an eyebrow, almost not laughing.

Lu Qian didn't want to talk nonsense with the two, stood up and returned to the seat of the supervisor, as soon as he raised his hand, a gray-robed young general next to him stepped out, spread out a roll of bright yellow imperial paper, and read aloud, "Today, according to the queen's decree, the demon Dao Ziyang is under the yellow sky, and the first emperor and dragon emperor have been respected" The drummers on both sides were just about to beat the drum, Lu Qian shook his hand and said, "No need, cut it directly"

"Well, General, won't you wait until three o'clock in the afternoon?" Lu Fengmin's sweat has dripped into a river, this edict is so simple, and even the reason is not clear, I am afraid that it is a false decree fabricated out of thin air.

"General Ben has always wanted to kill, if you want to kill, you have to pick a time, then when you fight, wouldn't you make a joke, hum, don't wait, don't hit the drum of Narausz, just cut it for me" Lu Qian said as he grabbed a handful of the prison order on the table and threw it to the ground, and the uproar was suddenly scattered.

The executioners on the stage were stunned for a moment, knowing that the person who had broken the liquor next to him stabbed his unusually thick waist, so he came to his senses, drank and smashed the bowl, quenched the knife in one go, pulled out the chopping mark inserted behind Ziyang, and slashed it down with a big knife on his neck.

The executioner was very experienced, and when he drew the knife, the head of the half-ringing Ziyang fell from his neck, and he rolled all the way to Lu Qian's eyes.

"Hahahaha, happy, next" Lu Qian looked at Ziyang's head and eyes closed, his brows furrowed as if he was in extreme pain, and he suddenly pointed to the little monk on the stage.

The other executioner also drank and smashed the bowl and quenched the knife in one go, but he couldn't lift the knife and compare it for a long time, and he really couldn't do anything to this chubby, white and tender little doll.

"Why, do you want to change it to your head," Lu Qian shouted in a deep voice.

The executioner gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and slashed down with a knife, only to hear a loud bang, he felt that the blade of the knife was violent, and the tiger's mouth was instantly itchy and unconscious, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the steel blade had been rolled, and there was a crack in the place where he was facing the neck, and the little monk was blinking his big eyes and smiling at him for a moment.

The executioner looked at Lu Qian's face as black as the bottom of a pot, and slashed again, this time with eight points of strength, even a big man of the same size as him could not escape death.

Bang, there was another loud bang. This time, the executioner did not close his eyes, but watched as the knife slashed at the little monk's bare head, not only was it not damaged at all, but even the knife in his hand shattered into two with a click.

Just when everyone was surprised, they saw that the human head of Ziyang on the ground slowly turned into a horse's head, and at the same time, a new head actually grew on the body that had always been kneeling straight and had not fallen down at a speed visible to the naked eye, but for a moment, the eyes, eyebrows, mouth, nose, and hair were all complete, which was no different from the previous Ziyang, and the people around them gasped and exclaimed.

"Give me another cut" Lu Qian not only did not have the slightest remorse and retreat when he saw this scene, but aroused his competitive spirit even more, and slapped the table with a snap.

The two executioners changed their knives again and continued to perform the last set of actions, the one who cut the little monk still broke the knife, but this time the one who cut Ziyang felt like he was chopping clouds and water, and there was no feeling of touching the real thing.

After tossing like this no less than seven or eight times, the sweat of the two executioners came down, Lu Qian slapped the table angrily, pointed at Ziyang and the little monk and said, "Today, this general will personally kill the two demons" As he spoke, he jumped onto the torture table, stretched out his hand, grabbed the big knife and slashed down at Ziyang.

The blade fell temporarily, Ziyang actually turned into a cloud of mist, flew behind him and turned into a human form, patted Lu Qian's shoulder and said, "The vertical son is murderous, beware of the heirs"

Lu Qian was even more furious when he heard this, and threw the big knife and shouted, "Carry my Jade Qiong Xianglong Sword"

As soon as these words came out, he saw four soldiers who were as strong as bears carrying a huge sword and offered it, Lu Qian's peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he reached out to grab it, only to hear a crisp sound of Cangchang, and the sword was held in his hand by itself.

The sword is really huge, about nine feet nine inches long, about three feet three inches wide, the color of the scenery and jade, the power of turning the river and the sea, the long ridge is concave and convex like a shark, the short-handled python is attached to the Jiao, the sharp place is like a dragon's tail, the two arms and three beads are like embedded eyes, the sky and clouds are changing, and the halberd is cut out of the sheath, just like the birth of a divine soldier, and it is like a fairy king casting a strange wonder.

As soon as Ziyang saw that this sword was extraordinary, he knew that he could no longer entangle with this mortal, so he hurriedly turned around, held the little monk in his arms, pointed his sword at the center of his eyebrows, and said, "The killing intent of the vertical son is too heavy, I will go, and it disappeared out of thin air in an instant.

Lu Qian couldn't find him left and right, and with an angry shout, he raised his sword and split the torture table in half..........