Chapter Ninety-Three: On the Torture Table
On the long street, the voices of the people seem to be solemn, although there are not many pedestrians on the streets of Dongqi City, as soon as this parade is on, most of the neighbors have left the street for fear of harming themselves, hiding in their homes, but there are a few families secretly open the small windows, peeping.
On the torture platform, a woman steadied her feet, shook her head, and finally recovered from the panic.
"The little emperor is auspicious, you are doing well, let the girl send some food to her father, he is not in good health, he has not eaten for a day, and he has been whipped by the emperor, in case something happens, how can you get it, just take a bite, just eat a bite!"
The woman took out a snowflake cake from the basket, with a faint fragrance, and brought it to the old man's mouth.
A long whip came out, not only sucking the snowflake cream in the girl's hand under the torture rack, but the girl's ten fingers were imprinted with a crimson blood mark.
Another whip came, the girl's vegetable basket cracked, the dishes spilled all over the ground, and the torture table was so embarrassed.
"Deliver food?"
The sole of a shoe stepped on the snowflake cakes all over the ground, and when he was unconscious, he stomped on it for three points, stunned to embed the snowflake cream under the floor of the torture table.
"Oh, my lord, ask for a good deed, spare our family, will it be successful?"
The girl knelt on the ground, pulled the corner of the emperor's clothes, and begged for mercy with tears.
He kicked the girl to the ground, grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her up from the torture table.
The girl's hair was caught, it was very painful, and she struggled blindly, but she went straight to help, her hands shrunk behind her back, and she didn't dare to touch the emperor's body.
"Oh, this emperor, it's okay, let go of the girl, this meal, don't eat it, don't eat it again, it's good, it's good!"
After the old man finished speaking, the emperor turned over and kicked directly to the old man's chest, and a mouthful of pus and blood spurted out, spilling straight into the sky.
"The old immortal, don't work hard, what's the cost!"
The emperor stomped his foot, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed directly at the old man's shoulder.
Another foot of Qiong's blood spilled and splashed on the faces of the onlookers under the torture platform.
"Emperor, Emperor!" A pair of Qianqian's little hands grabbed the emperor's arm, although the girl was full of fear, stopped the emperor, and if it went on like this, her own father would be killed in front of her eyes today.
"Well, you girl, you have some charm, you dare to stop my torture car, there is a suspicion of assassinating the royal family, betraying me Dongqiu, a few of you, catch this woman, tie it to a stake together, parade, march together."
Several guards stepped forward, although they were wearing treasure swords, but they were not from the government, but without saying a word, they tied the girl to a stake, and marched with the old man's back.
"I said, you guys, you also violated the king's law by sending food to eat?"
"But no, here, there is no royal law, only the emperor, oops, girl, what are you?"
A cold aura swirled, and a wisp of bloodthirsty red light burst into the eyes of the two onlookers.
The two little guys trembled, and the little boy with a cotton hat in front of him seemed to be different from other neighbors.
"Childe, Childe?" The two little guys stretched out their index fingers and tapped the child's shoulder with their fingertips, trying to pull the child's mind back.
Gongzi suddenly turned his head sideways, glanced at the two of them viciously, frightened the two of them respectfully, and said bluntly that Gongzi was so courageous, comparable to the king of the Eight Mountains in Zhenshan.
On the torture rack, the old man saw that his daughter was abused, so he lost his good life, and began to scold in a faint manner, and told the prince that he used his royal status to oppress the county officials, robbed the strong men in various families, and violently mined gouache raw materials.
This is not only that, the emperor also privately occupies the land, debauchery, most of the girls in the city have some looks on the day of marriage, they will first enter the government, called to go through the registration of population relocation before marriage, in fact, they will be sheng flute overnight.
In this way, Li Zhenxiang couldn't bear it, and changed Ming'er to find a little girl to become a fake relative, and also entered the bed of the emperor's mansion to take a look, to see if such a traitor was still so arrogant and unscrupulous.
Zhenxiang really couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, her mind was already so angry that she was deprived of oxygen, so she hurriedly stopped and watched the distribution of combat power around the torture platform, and then didn't go to the pile to stir up, she was not Li Zhenxiang.
Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of the shirt tearing.
On the torture rack, the faint sound of the little emperor came again.
"What kind of clothes to wear, let's go to the street to be naked, look at your father, shirtless and majestic, come, you also come to the majesty!"
The clothes were torn more and more, and the red belly pocket in the girl's body became more and more conspicuous.
"Boom!"
A kick just kicked the little emperor in the eye.
Under the torture rack, before the guards could react, the emperor flipped over in the sky, and the same foot of fragrant blood splashed under the blue sky.
"Bang!"
The emperor smashed the ground and kicked up half a wisp of dust.
"Master! Father! Why do you fly, and still do somersaults in the air? ”
The guards were in a ball and hurriedly helped the emperor up.
"Among people, among people!"
Among the people who pinched the emperor to death, a guard was so polite.
"Oops!" The emperor woke up.
The guards were silent, and the emperor suddenly stood up and aimed at the handsome young man who untied the hemp rope between the girl and the old man on the torture table.
"Poof!"
The two little guys who had just talked to Li Zhenxiang under the torture table really couldn't suppress the laughter in their hearts and burst out laughing.
Immediately, the neighbors of Changjie laughed with the two small people, but they felt that they were really indecent, so they covered their faces with their palms, trying their best not to let others find out.
Although the emperor spoke majesticly, his eyes were full of bloodshot marks on the soles of his shoes, and he was so beautiful.
The emperor was tragically disfigured, but he didn't know it.
Several guards took out a bronze mirror that they carried with them and placed it in front of the emperor's eyes.
In this way, it was like five thunderbolts on the top, and several guards looked at the torture platform to kill.
Although Li Zhenxiang has a high fever today, he feels very comfortable dealing with a few young people, first subduing this unscrupulous emperor and a group of people, and then rescuing the two torturers, but this Dongqi City must not be able to stay anymore, and after being rescued, he directly got on the horse and walked through the city, stepped out of the north gate, and never looked back.
The girl sucked in a twig and prepared for a scuffle.
A dragon volleyed in the air and landed in front of Zhenxiang.
He was dressed in armor and held a demon sword, slashing the turbid sky in chaos, so that he was mighty.
Although he has his back to Zhenxiang, he has a fierce aura that surrounds his body, as if he has the courage to look down on all beings.
The guards in the audience rushed up, but this person was not surprised, and waved out a green knife with blunt force.
Suddenly, the general's legs were weak, and he smashed to the ground, knocking his head three times in front of the guards.
"That'...... That, Little Emperor...... The Emperor, the Last ...... The end of the ...... Damn, offense please...... Ask the imperial grandfather, don't fight, okay, it's really weird...... Weird and scary! ”
Li Zhenxiang's face was stiff, her eyebrows were tightened, you are a powerful general, why do you speak so cowardly, act so cowardly, as a general who guards the city, you actually kowtow to this hateful little emperor.
Why don't you give this girl three knocks and serve us as your ancestors?
The girl was dizzy, sat cross-legged on the ground, put her hands on her chest, and glared at the little general in front of her.