Five days have passed since General Su's rebellion, and the streets of Yong'an are still deserted, with people with their faces drooping, and even familiar neighbors can no longer hear half of the jokes.

Since Mu Zongmin ascended the throne, it was the first time to kill so many people on the soul breaking platform at one time, and many people wanted to be fresh, and ran to the execution ground before dawn to occupy a seat, wanting to record such a thrilling scene in person, who knew that this heart was so violently alarmed that it had been five days and people were still immersed in the tragedy of killing 37 lives.

Xu had just rained the day before, and the streets of Yongan were wet, which made people's hearts even heavier. The vendors were absentmindedly standing in front of the stalls, and you look at me, I look at you, and they couldn't even shout a word of selling, and from time to time they could hear sighs from nowhere. The pedestrians on the road looked in a hurry, as if they would only go out to deal with the most important matters, and when they were done, they would rush home almost like running, not wanting to stay on the street for a moment.

At this time, the attention of the people on the street turned to one person. This person pushed a cart in his hand, and the cart also contained a high-grade sandalwood coffin, and he was wearing a battle robe that only a general was qualified to wear, and his body was almost stained with blood, and his hair was scattered, and a lot of blood stained on his hair had coagulated, making the original Shunze's hair into locks, and it looked messy and even embarrassed under the cool breeze after the rain.

But those eyes alone were enough to make people ignore his outfit of crawling out of the pile of dead people, those eyes were as cold as ice, and the murderous intent in his eyes made people feel that as long as they looked at him, their lives would be taken by him.

Almost all the people on the street looked frightened, and they all got out of the way to make way for the man, and some of the cowardly ones simply hid in the shops along the street and hid themselves. However, there were also a few bold and curious people who followed the man from a distance, wanting to see what kind of outrageous thing this seemingly "devilish" general would do with a coffin.

I saw that the man didn't detour at all, and walked straight to the place where no one dared to go for a long time, the Soul Breaking Platform.

Newly erected railings on both sides of the Soul Breaking Platform, and gold threads were worn on the railings, and the heads of the thirty-seven men of the Su family were worn on that line.

The weather in August was generally relatively hot, and the heads had been rotted by five days of wind and sun on the golden thread, and from time to time maggots came in and out of the skulls, and the rancid smell from the skulls wafted into the air, so that no one could visit them within five miles of the Soul Breaker Table.

Probably thinking that no one would pay attention to the rotten heads, there was not a single guard around the Soul Breaker, so the man went up to the Soul Breaker unhurriedly, and then carefully removed the gold threads that passed through the skulls, and then cleaned the maggots that remained on the skulls, and finally placed the heads neatly into the coffin prepared earlier.

Seeing this scene, those bold and curious people were also suddenly frightened, and ran back to safety like a girl.

After the man loaded the head, he still closed the coffin lid unhurriedly, and pushed the coffin in the direction of the Jing'an City Gate. At this time, a small number of patrolling soldiers had already noticed the madness of the man's doing, probably seeing that the man's battle robe was extraordinary, and did not dare to use his hands to catch him, but only held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and made the appearance of preparing for battle, and followed the man.

Because of the ventilated messages of those bold and curious people, there were no more people on the streets of Yong'an Street at this time, but the Xu Ji wonton stall located at the corner of the street was a special case. Although Mrs. Xu had put away the wonton stall early, she still refused to leave, and sat on the bench very uneasily, her hands kept making a fold, as if she was praying for something.

It turned out that today there was a very famous candy blower's master who traveled to Jing'an and was setting up a stall on another street to demonstrate the candy blower's divine skills on the spot. Mrs. Xu's grandson is only five or six years old, and he is the age when he likes these cute little snacks, and he cries and pesters Mrs. Xu, and finally gets Mrs. Xu's consent and allows him to buy a candy man and come back.

Now one of the things that Mrs. Xu regrets the most is that she didn't go with her grandson in order to make more money from watching the stall, who knew that there was such a strange person in the city today, if the grandson offended him without knowing anything and lost his life, how could he explain to his grandson's dead father!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Xu's eyes were full of tears, and her mouth kept saying: "God bless, God bless, don't let my grandson have an accident!"

Just when Mrs. Xu was very worried, a childish and cheerful child's voice came from the opposite street, "Grandma, grandma, I got it!" The boy was anxious to let his grandmother see his booty quickly, and he didn't look at the surrounding road conditions.

It just so happened that the man pushing the coffin also passed by here, and when he saw the boy running like this, he turned the cart violently so that the boy would not hit the coffin, but the sugar man who had just blown out was not so lucky, and fell to the ground with a snap and fell to pieces.

The boy was so frightened that he cried, and Mrs. Xu was even more like a lost soul, so she stood in front of the stall and froze.

The man withdrew his eyes full of murderous intent, looked at the boy very gently, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll buy you a new sugar man later!"

The boy looked at the man covered in blood, cried even more, and shouted: "I don't want it, I don't want it!" Mrs. Xu picked up her grandson regardless of her safety and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, at this time, hundreds of soldiers suddenly rushed out of the surroundings, surrounding her grandfather and grandson and the strange man.

Mrs. Xu was very frightened, and her arms holding her grandson trembled uncontrollably.

The man seemed to see Mrs. Xu's nervousness, and took the initiative to say to the sergeant who led the team: "Cui Hujun, if you want to surround me, what are you doing with these ancestors and grandchildren!"

Cui Hujun was also obedient, and gestured to the sergeant to get out of the way, and Mrs. Xu fled in a hurry with her grandson in her arms.

"His Royal Highness King Ning, you have made it very difficult for the little ones to do this, you better hang the head of the Su clan traitor back to the Soul Breaking Table, so that we will treat it as if nothing happened. Cui Hujun's eyes were a little more fierce, "If His Royal Highness King Ning insists on taking away the traitor's head, he will only arrest you for the crime of treason!"

"I have decided on the head of the Su clan today, and then I will enter the palace to ask my father for the guilt, if you insist on stopping it," Mu Xize's eyes full of murderous intent actually revealed the pleasure of murder, "I guarantee that your heads will also fall down with a whoosh!" After saying that, an extremely evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, making Cui Hujun feel that what Mu Xize just said was not a joke.

"Well, I hope His Royal Highness King Ning will keep his promise and will personally enter the palace to ask for guilt. Cui Hujun no longer insisted, but just let the soldiers follow Mu Xize from a distance.

They followed Mu Xize all the way out of the city to a wasteland. Mu Xize carefully buried the coffin in the soil, and then knelt in front of the tomb for a long time. But in the blink of an eye, Mu Xize disappeared, under the supervision of hundreds of people, in a very empty wasteland, he disappeared.

Cui Hujun was suddenly very flustered, and led the soldiers to search for him like crazy around.

At this time, Mu Xize had already arrived outside the palace gate, and the soldiers guarding the door saw His Royal Highness King Ning who looked like this, how dare they stop him, and let him into the palace in a daze.

In the Zhaoyang Palace, the emperor dismissed all the maidservants and eunuchs, but he was dressed in a very gorgeous and formal dragon robe, and was sitting on the dragon chair waiting for Mu Xize's arrival. It seems that it was also instructed by the emperor, and all the soldiers in the palace did not stop Mu Xize in the slightest. Mu Xize swaggered into the door of Zhaoyang Hall like this.

Walking into the Zhaoyang Palace, Mu Xize quickly moved in front of the emperor at a speed that was imperceptible to humans, his right hand was already tightly locked in the emperor's throat, Mu Zongmin's cheeks were flushed, and he said with difficulty: "You are my son, you can't kill me!"

"I'm your son, I'm also the son of the nine-tailed fox, I can't kill you as a man, but it's not necessarily necessary to be a demon!" Mu Xize's eyes had turned red, and there was still an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Murder... Su Zhiwu... of people... Not me. The emperor said with difficulty.

"If you hadn't ordered the destruction of Su Mansion, how could so many unjust souls be born on the Soul Breaking Stage! How could Xiao Su be exposed to the wilderness!" Mu Xize said even more angrily, and the strength in his hand became stronger and stronger.

The emperor closed his eyes in despair.

At this moment, Ji Beiyuan suddenly appeared beside Mu Xize as if he had jumped out of thin air, and suddenly sprinkled a handful of ashes similar to those left by trees after they were burned dry, and the ashes were all scattered on Mu Xize's face impartially.

Mu Xize suddenly had a severe pain, and the hand that locked his throat was also released, and the whole person fell to the ground, covering his eyes tightly with both hands, and the blood that kept oozing could be clearly seen between the fingers of his ten fingers.

The emperor ordered the guards to come to escort him, and then issued a holy decree, the third prince Mu Xize intended to kill the king, depose his throne, and put him in the prison of Dali Temple, and he could not be released for eternity.