"Third prince, take care of the old man, and eat the little ones."

The executioner murmured in a low voice, as if in this way his conscience would be settled.

"I was originally a pig killer in the countryside, and I was in a hurry, and the drought has been more than ten years, there is no harvest in the field, and the uncles are taxing tightly, so I became a monk halfway and did this deed of cutting off the heirs......"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, you, it's over, it's painful to the extreme, it's numb!"

"It doesn't hurt!"

……

Execution, there is a specified time, three o'clock in the afternoon Yang Qi is the heaviest, at this time the unjust ghost killed, before the revenge of the ghost turned into a ghost, the soul is scattered.

More than half of the incense burned on the ground, letting the executioner know that he still had half a cup of tea to chatter with the prince of the previous dynasty.

Although the red-capped lord above strictly ordered that the crown prince's gag cloth should not be removed......

But aren't your ears blocked?

It doesn't matter if he can answer it, he can listen to it.

"Did you know? A few years ago, the old and young masters were eager to eat the flesh and blood of your Zhu family, but after Jiashen, we hated it! ”

"Prince, tell me, what do they think about those big lords in the south? It's a good day, but you have to make a fuss, you have to make a fuss......"

"This is good, in the whole world, which city has not been slaughtered again? Those big masters, their own whole family was also chopped like eggplant melons...... Chopped... Chopped... Wooden balls! ”

"It's all wooden balls!"

The executioner poured himself another large sip of wine.

"Zhaozhou, Jinan, Baoding, Sanhe, Luping, Jinan, Caozhou, Shazhen, Datong, Shuozhou, Hunyuan, Fenzhou, Taigu, Qinzhou, Kaifeng, Zezhou, Nanyang, Xuchang, Luoyang, Guide......"

The executioner said a lot of names leisurely, as if to say an inconsequential thing:

"Miserable! Datong, there are only five death row prisoners left in the city in prison......"

"These, just the four provinces of Shandong, Shanxi, Henan, and Hebei, the capital cities that were slaughtered, not to mention those county seats!"

"In the whole world, which prefecture and county has not been slaughtered?"

"Shaanxi, there is only one county town left that is intact......"

"Tell me, why are you guys... That's useless..."

"Alas!" The executioner sighed.

Zhu Cijiong's eyes widened.

What?

Aren't Yangzhou, Jiangyin, Jiading, and Guangzhou slaughtered miserably?

He didn't see the north so miserable in any of his mother's books!

Could it be that there are fewer reptiles in the Biqu Pavilion?

Zhu Cijiong decided that if he could return to modern times, he must charge his money to see the genuine ......

Piracy kills people......

… Crossing the gods, I was wrong, I don't look at piracy anymore...

"The hour has come, execution!"

Before Zhu Cijiong woke up from the shock, he was startled by the singing of a small official next to him.

"Bang!"

A cannon rang out, and a Blue Feather official shouted: "Ming Zhengcanon,

The executioner poured another large sip of wine, and then "poofed" and sprayed it on Zhu Cijiong's face.

It was as if the master had overtaken the apprentice and handed the executioner a razor for shaving his hair.

"Prince, bear with me, I shaved your head and covered your face, if you can't see it, he won't hurt!"

The executioner's hand trembled again, but he approached Zhu Cijiong's face.

Looking at the rusty knife, Zhu Cijiong seemed to smell the rotten smell on it.

Your uncle, you don't know how to remove the rust from the knife, do you want Lao Tzu to be infected and die?

Zhu Cijiong was so frightened that the focus was so different......

Seeing the rusty knife getting closer and closer to his head, Zhu Cijiong trembled, and the birds seemed to be about to lose their ......

"Green branches, green leaves, white lotus roots, the three sects in the world kill the dog!"

Just when Zhu Cijiong was about to be scared to pee, he suddenly heard a magnetic whisper, as if it was Andy's Gangpu, full of charm.

He opened his eyes, and somehow, petals suddenly appeared in the sky, hitting the execution table.

Saved!

It turns out that this is the world of high martial arts!

Zhu Cijiong was overjoyed, even though he didn't know who the person was coming, but with such a handsome appearance, the strength of the person who came must be not small!

"It's the Red Flower Society, strictly prevent the enemy from robbing the law field!"

A man in a yellow coat beside Ao Bai shook two rat tails and roared.

He didn't wear a hat, his head was shiny, his chin was smooth, his braids were thick with two pen leads, and his carefully trimmed mustache was seven or eight mustaches.

On the other hand, the audience in the audience, even though they are dressed like this, their heads are full of messy inch-long hair stubble, and their chins have not been shaved for more than ten days......

Shaving the head every three days and trimming the face every five days is the content of the shaving order stipulated by the Qing court.

Leave two copper coin-sized hair weeks on the head, braided into two rat tails, and be able to pass through the copper coin holes, which is the standard for death.

Violators...... The main culprit abandoned the city, and the whole family was exiled to the border.

"Kill the dog!"

Just on this side of the law field, when the Qing soldiers were becoming more and more vigilant, a loud roar suddenly came from the crowd, but I saw more than a dozen gray-clothed men, suddenly jumped up, stepped on the shoulders of the people, and rushed towards this side.

"Kill the dog!"

Almost all of them had hidden arrows, and the Qing archers on the sidelines of the court were shot to the ground before they could react.

The onlookers scattered and fled, but they didn't know if it was deliberate, and they blocked the way for the soldiers on the periphery.

On the side of the court, the gray-clothed man and the Qing soldiers fought together......

These people are very skilled, even though the Qing soldiers in the field are all first-class Bayala, they are still killed in all directions.

"Your Highness, it's too late for the end!"

Just when Zhu Cijiong secretly exclaimed, he saw a man dressed as a Confucian in his thirties, of medium height, and with an elegant face, dressed in a white robe in the style of the Ming Dynasty, stepping on the battlefield of flesh and blood, and slowly walking.

On the battlefield where the stumps and dead bodies flew together, and the blood howled miserably, such a fairy suddenly came, and the shock that brought Zhu Cijiong could not be described in words.

It's like Andy wearing a denim jacket, and it's like a back-haired guy wearing a trench coat with a vertical neckline.

On the day of the cold winter wax moon, he held a feather fan in his hand, and walked over step by step.

"Kill!"

More than a dozen Qing soldiers shouted and rushed towards the Confucian scholars, their weapons reflecting the awe-inspiring cold light.

The crowns on their heads are all blue feathers, and they are obviously the blue feathers guards in the guard, which is a rare master in the world.

The Confucian man was able to hold the ground, but his left hand stretched out into his arms, turned over, and raised again!

"Woohoo!"

More than a dozen copper coins flew out in turn, and the entire Qing Dynasty, only 600 Lan Ling guards, just stopped on the ground without saying a word.

In their throats, without exception, there is a copper coin stuck in it!

"Whoever insults me will die!"

"Whew!"

With a wave of his hand, the Confucian seemed to have something flying out.

"Bang!"

The rope that tied Zhu Cijiong broke in response, and he turned his head to look, only to see a copper coin, nailed to the stake.

Zhu Cijiong quickly ripped off the rope on his body, and then took off the strangulation cloth......

"Prince, let me tell you, it doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt......"

The executioner also looked stupid, he was incoherent, trying to persuade Zhu Cijiong to accept the fate of being Ling Chi.

", why don't you untie this fishing net for me!"

Zhu Cijiong was furious, this executioner is so stupid, didn't you see someone from Lao Tzu's side?

"Oh, oh......"

The executioner responded blankly, as if there was no focus in his eyes, and with a flick of the machine, the fishing net fell to the ground.

……

Those dozen gray-clothed men are extremely powerful, although they have not reached the level of flying eaves and walls in the high-martial world, but the hundred and ten first-class soldiers of the Great Qing Dynasty were still defeated and retreated by them......

"If you don't know Chen Jinnan, it's useless to call yourself a hero."

Ao Bai slowly stood up: "Your Excellency is the helmsman of Chen Jinnan Chen?" ”