The executioner indifferently carried the five children back to the center, lined up, and asked them to kneel, the five people as if they had rehearsed beforehand, and swung the axe at the same time, and the five little heads slipped to the ground, and rolled into the grass under the stage, although the blood rushed out of the weak body was not as high as Yu Chong, but it also rushed straight up like a fountain, and the magic was that the professional executioners were different, they did not have a drop of blood on their bodies, and proudly held the knife around the field.

Seeing this, the onlookers cheered in unison, not knowing whether to praise the people of the Murong family who should be killed, or to praise the executioners for their good skills. Lan Han was originally scolded by Yu Chong and felt very uncomfortable, but at this moment, he suddenly saw everyone cheering, no matter what the reason, his mood suddenly became comfortable, pointed at everyone, and said with a smile: "Look, the people's will is what the people want, what the people want!" ”

The ministers sitting behind him all said in unison: "Big hearts! Big hearts! ”

Murong Bao didn't say a word from beginning to end, and at the moment when Yu Chong's head hit the ground, he even poured a glass of wine into his wine glass and drank it slowly. The "zongzi" on both sides were not as calm as him, and the crying and scolding were louder, it was a desperate cry before death, and it was the last explosion of hysteria. But their voices were insignificant, and the most primitive howls of the spectators, stimulated by blood and human heads, completely drowned out the despair of the victims.

The dragoon captain brought up five more crying women, Murong Bao only glanced at them, they were all his concubines, they used to be charming, but now they have become new ghosts in Fengdu with a knife. The blood of the two concubines in the middle splattered on his body, and he still did not react.

The slaughter lasted for two hours, and then the "zongzi" were so frightened by death that they forgot to cry, and the howls of the spectators were drowned in blood and became numb, and the execution ground was so quiet that the sound of blades cutting bones could be heard. The last group to come up were the queen, the concubine and the crown prince, and when their necks bloomed bright red blood flowers and fell down one by one in front of Murong Bao, Murong Bao stood up, he grabbed the last few dates in the fruit bowl and stuffed them into his mouth, it was his turn.

Murong Bao stood up, and without waiting for the dragoon to get closer, he walked towards the Linggao platform step by step, his steps were steady and powerful, and his feet were clanging. Once on the stage, he looked around, and when he met Lan Khan's gaze, he even showed a strange smile. Finally, he glanced at the executioner's life-chasing knife, and found that the blades were a little curled, so he shouted to Lan Khan in the distance: "Lan Khan, fifty years ago, I killed the emperor of Wei and commanded a dragon slaying knife. That knife is still enshrined in the temple of King Wei, you and I are the kings and ministers, or use that knife to cut off my good head. ”

"Good!" Lan Khan said expressionlessly, "For the sake of my in-laws, I will fulfill you." ”

The temple of the king of Wei is on the mountain of Jijing, after killing the Wei Emperor Ran Min, there are all kinds of anomalies, especially in half a year before the rain falls, the locust plague is prevalent, and many people are starved to death. Later, there was a senior monk who instructed that the Emperor of Yan built this Wei Wang Temple in the place where Ran Min was killed, and personally entered the temple to kneel and worship to ensure that the year was sacrificed in the ether prison, and the next heavy snow in Longcheng alleviated the drought.

Will I be like Ran Min after I die, and there will be a great drought in the world? Murong Bao stood there with his head held high, quietly waiting for the dragoon to go and get the dragon slaying knife, even at the last moment, he had to maintain the last dignity of an emperor.