Zhou Tong struggled and crawled in the snow, gurgling in his throat, and finally turned into a weak, crying cry.

"Help me...... Who's going to save me......"

His screams and wails were somewhat disguised. However, from the underground prison, to the small courtyard full of sunlight, to the long street full of cold and snow, he kept fleeing, chasing hope, but again and again disappointed, until this time, finally despaired, and his will collapsed like a levee that had been washed away by a flood.

He cried out in pain, and some of the blood on his face was washed away by old tears, and then it was condensed by the cold wind, turning into a pasty shell, which was very ugly.

His cry was like that of a night owl, and it was hard to hear.

As the most famous cool official, Zhou Tong has never forgiven this world, he has saved this world once, then this world is naturally absolutely cold to him, he will not forgive him, and no one will come to save him, the lights on the road of peace are gradually gone, and his road ahead is dark.

There are several mansions that are still open, and the closest to Zhou Tong is the Zhongshan Palace. The lights were bright in the depths of the palace, and the king of Zhongshan sat on the chair, holding a frozen pear in his hand, recalling the miserable appearance of Zhou Tong in front of the palace before, and felt that he was so happy, even this pear was also sweet.

A subordinate official of the royal palace wanted to speak and stopped: "The subordinates always feel that it is inappropriate. ”

"What's wrong? I've wanted to tear this old dog to pieces. ”

The King of Zhongshan was silent for a moment and said: "And what Mo Yu said makes sense, whether it is ruthless or ruthless, I can live to this day, it is grace." ”

This subordinate official was very surprised, but he didn't expect that the prince was really moved by Mo Yu's words.

You must know that among the princes scattered in various states and counties over the years, the worst situation is the King of Zhongshan, compared with those side princes who were tragically poisoned, he did survive, but he was forced to eat and pretend to be crazy...... It's a worse thing than dying.

"Is delicious? Of course it's not tasty, but have you ever thought that that woman could force me to eat, wouldn't she know that I was pretending to be crazy?"

King Zhongshan said expressionlessly: "Of course she knows that I am pretending to be crazy, and the reason why she doesn't break it is because she likes to watch me eat, but at least, she didn't let me die.

More than ten palaces closed their doors for different reasons and blocked Zhou Tong from the door.

The most honest and timid King Louyang hid in the deepest part of the three-layer futon, worried about the safety of Mo Yu, who he knew, while silently saying bad things about Zhou Tong in his heart.

The oldest and most powerful prime minister is not in the palace at all today.

The door of Xiangwang's Mansion opened, and the young Chen Liuwang stood in the light, his expression calm, and there was a faint worry between his eyebrows.

Zhou Tong crawled over the snow, and Mo Yu then walked over.

Chen Liuwang ignored Zhou Tong and said to Mo Yu: "It's almost." ”

Mo Yu ignored him, continued to hold the sword as a whip, and drove Zhou Tong, who was covered in blood, forward.

At the end of Ping'an Road is a very large courtyard, which is extremely delicate and luxuriously decorated, and even the newly renovated Xiangwang Mansion cannot be compared.

This is the Tianhai family, the truly most powerful family in the entire continent in the past two hundred years. The big names of the Tianhai family, such as the patriarch Tianhai Chengwu and several elders, naturally would not stay in Kyoto at such a sensitive time tonight, and they had already gone to the manor on the outskirts of Beijing.

The gate was open, the lights were bright, and Tianhai Shengxue stood under the lamp, dressed in white Shengxue.

Zhou Tong crawled through the snow in front of the door and glanced at him, his eyes were resentful, but whether it was asking for help or insulting, he had no strength to say it.

A string of silver bells of laughter rang out, then faded into crying.

Princess Pingguo was stopped behind by Tianhai Shengxue.

After the palace change, she was picked up by the Tianhai family, and it is said that after a while, she may marry King Chen Liu.

Looking at Zhou Tong struggling and crawling in the snow, she smiled a little crazily, and her beautiful face was full of tears.

"You're like a dog today!"

She shouted at Zhou Tong, like a curse.

Tianhai Shengxue didn't stop her, just hugged her shoulders and didn't let her do anything to Zhou Tong because of impulse.

He looked at Mo Yu, who was covered in blood, and said very seriously: "It's almost." ”

This is the same as the meaning of Chen Liuwang's words.

Mo Yu is the target that the imperial court must arrest, and he is in the first place.

Mo Yu still didn't speak, she returned to Kyoto, and she didn't think about leaving alive.

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Zhou Tong was already delirious, even despair and anger had withdrawn from his consciousness, and at the last moment, there was only one question.

Why didn't anyone come to save me? Dean Shang only needed to move a finger to keep me alive, but why did I have to die?

Just like those giant beasts on the northern snowfield, when they perceive that they are about to die, they often subconsciously go to the most familiar place and wait for death to come.

For Zhou Tong, the place he was most familiar with was of course the small courtyard in the North Terracotta Hutong, so he was going over there.

It is actually very close to Ping'an Road, and when Xue Mansion set up a sacrifice, he was able to rush over with his subordinates so quickly, because of this.

It's just that he has to climb over the snowy streets, and the road becomes very long, not to mention, the sword light still lights up behind him from time to time.

Mo Yu still swung his sword from time to time, and every time the sword fell, he would cut off a piece of meat from Zhou Tong's body.

Zhou Tong's blood was almost gone, and his screams became weaker and weaker, until he was silent, like an ignorant wooden man, crawling on the snow.

The crowd of onlookers appeared on both sides of the street, they looked at Zhou Tong, who was covered in blood, constantly being cut and humiliated, after the initial shock, it turned into some kind of extreme pleasure, and even every time Mo Yu swung his sword to cut off a piece of Zhou Tong's meat, he would usher in a cheer from the crowd.

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The sky was still snowing, and the night sky to the west was already full of stars.

The floor of the courtyard in the North Terracotta Alley had been destroyed, and it had been cut into countless pieces by countless sharp swords.

Zhou Prison was truly destroyed, whether it was the buildings on the ground, the dungeon, or the cells hidden in the deepest part of the ground, all revealed their true appearance.

The torture instruments covered with blood and human fragments, the severed limbs and corpses, formed a purgatory on earth.

Xue He opened the doors of all the cells in advance, and the less injured prisoners scattered and fled, only those who were seriously injured and about to die remained in place.

The prisoners who have endured countless tortures are the most direct proof of this hell on earth.

The starlight fell on the Zhou Prison, and the divine beauty and purity contrasted with the bloody filth and ugliness.

There was a dead silence.

Xiao De and the masters of the military are like hemp, and the assassins of Tianji Pavilion are extremely vicious, but they have never seen such a tragic situation, even the officials of the Qing Officials Division, looking at those cells covered with dirty blood and strange torture instruments, also feel a little disgusting, obviously they have seen it many times in ordinary times, and they have personally tortured countless times.

Or maybe it's because these bloody, ugly images have never been so exposed to the light of day before.

No trace of Zhou Tong was found.

There was a lot of noise coming from outside the courtyard, but there was a strange sense of silence.

Chen Changsheng was covered in blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or someone else's.

He walked out of the courtyard, where all his swords were unsheathed, but no one stopped him.

The streets were full of people, and it was black, but there was a large space in the middle.

Zhou Tong was lying on the snow, dying, with wounds all over his body, no one could count the number, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had suffered a thousand cuts.

Chen Changsheng walked in front of him.

Zhou Tong looked up at him with great difficulty, and actually recognized who he was, and gave birth to the last hope in his heart.

In his opinion, Chen Changsheng must hate himself very much, otherwise it would be impossible for him to kill himself so wholeheartedly.

He was not afraid that Chen Changsheng would hate him, but he was afraid that Chen Changsheng would not hate enough.

He firmly believed that he knew the human heart very well, and the more he hated, the more reluctant he was to die of his enemies.

Come on, cut me a few more times, torture me, humiliate me, castrate me, feed me lard, raise me to be the ugliest fat, and squeeze out my oil and light the lamp!

Anything goes, as long as you don't kill me on the spot.

Please.

I don't know if I heard Zhou Tong's heart, Chen Changsheng drew his sword.

There was no humiliation and torture, no cold revenge, just a clear sword light, a clean killing intent.

With a snort, a thin line of blood appeared on Zhou Tong's neck, and then quickly spread and widened, finally separating his head from his body.

Zhou Tong died, his eyes open, very confused.

I probably don't understand, why is it so simple?

Chen Changsheng didn't look at Zhou Tong's corpse again, walked up to Mo Yu, and said, "You're here." ”

Mo Yu said: "Yes, I came. ”

She felt a little tired and sat down directly on the snow.

Chen Changsheng also felt a little tired, and sat down on the snow, beside her.

The shadows on the corner fluctuated slightly, and he was tired, but he didn't sit down in the snow, because he knew that there would be a battle next.

The earth shook, the snow loosened, and the hoofs sounded like wind and rain.

Hundreds of Xuanjia Feather Forest troops came to the field.

Xiao De and other court masters were separated from each other.

More than a dozen Taoist priests in Tsing Yi also came here at some point, and the realm was unfathomable.

Suddenly, there was another sound of hooves, and a little eunuch arrived on horseback, holding a bright yellow decree in his hand.

The decree naturally came from the palace.

The little eunuch announced Zhou Tong's charges in public, a total of 22 counts.

The 22 counts were counted after the fact, and at that time, no one was able to remember anything too specific.

Everyone was in shock, whether it was the officials of the Qing Officials Division or the soldiers of the Yulin Army.

Chen Changsheng also didn't remember the scene at that time.

He only remembered that the little eunuch's voice was a little high-pitched, a little erratic, sometimes near and sometimes far away, in short, it didn't seem real.

He still vaguely remembered that Ling Chi seemed to be mentioned at the end of the holy decree.

It's just that at this time, Zhou Tong has turned into a corpse with blurred flesh and blood on the snow, and his body is cut off.

There's no way to thank you anymore.

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(1) I wish you all a happy new year, good health and good luck for the whole family.) Two, this chapter is very well written. Three, I haven't had a monthly pass this year, there is still the last hour left today, I have nothing to do, I want a monthly pass from everyone, please help vote, of course, I will continue to do not have a ticket next year, I will have to do this hour. Fourth, the name of today's chapter is good, and when I wrote it, I suddenly thought of a sword in the snow...... ）