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Looking at the piece of "meat to be sacrificed to heaven" that was thrown into the sky, the First Emperor waved his hand and said, "Heaven doesn't care about me here, and the earth can't take it away. I don't need human sacrifices. Don't do these things, just cut the knife."

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What the First Emperor wanted to see was how Yi Xiaochuan was treated, rather than the complete Lingchi punishment, because for him, what he wanted to see was Yi Xiaochuan's suffering, the kind of suffering that would lead to death despite being punished a thousand times, rather than any ceremony.

The punishment of Lingchi.

The other emperors also nodded when they heard this. Isn't what everyone wants to see just pure torture? What's the point of playing with such a ritual?

Zhu Youxiao ignored them at all, but slowly played with the second knife. The second knife was called "blindfold", which meant cutting the flesh and skin on the prisoner's head and pulling it down to cover his eyes to prevent the prisoner from interacting with him.

The executioner's eyes are facing each other to prevent the prisoner from emitting unusually cold and frightened eyes when he is in extreme pain, which may cause the executioner to become flustered and affect the execution.

But Zhu Youxiao's second cut was different. He didn't cover his eyes with a blindfold, but opened a clear window and directly cut off a pair of double eyelids, revealing only a bunch of white and black eyeballs.

These eyes were full of coldness and hatred, and looked very scary, but Zhu Youxiao just smiled. Then he picked up a bristle brush, dipped it in salt water, and brushed Yi Xiaochuan's body bit by bit.

, the area where he finished brushing was full of blood stains, Yi Xiaochuan's limbs twitched in pain, and the bit in his mouth was almost deformed from the bite.

He twisted his head with difficulty and kept screaming in pain. The saliva flowed out along the chew, and then kept splashing along with the swing of his head.

"This is called cleansing. You have too many sins on your body and you need to wash them away."

As Zhu Youxiao spoke, he was brushing slowly. His chest was all tattered, and the flesh was cut into pieces by the wire. It looked like a flower, but it was just nothing.

Red, the coagulation factor is so easy to use. It was sprayed with coagulation factor as soon as it was cut open, so no blood flowed out at all. All you can see is the texture of fat and muscle.

At this time, Yi Xiaochuan couldn't close his eyes because his eyelids were gone. He could only watch his body being cut into a flower. Because of the sulfide pentosan, his nerve sensitivity was several times that of ordinary people.

, any slight touch

Touching him would make him feel pain, let alone being cut into pieces, which was much more painful than Lingchi, and because of the powerful sobriety drugs, he would never be able to pass out, and the Maibolo capsule would keep his body functions intact.

Keep in mint condition.

His polycirculatory system and nervous system will not undergo drastic changes, which means that such a beautiful thing as death from pain will not happen to him.

Yi Xiaochuan's parents and brothers were all restrained there at this time, and they could only watch this scene happening, with their eyes red and swollen from crying, just like Taozi.

And Gao Yao, who has lived for two thousand years, is watching. He knows that he will not live much longer, but as long as Yi Xiaochuan feels uncomfortable, he will be happy. So he is smiling happily, and everyone can hear it.

His cheerful laughter.

And the soldiers of the Xia Dynasty who were guarding the door of Mythology and Modern World all vomited one by one, and they vomited loudly.

This made Gao Da Zhuang and others who were looking at them a little dissatisfied. These people had never seen blood, and they were so bear-like. They felt that after joining forces, it was necessary to teach them a lesson. How could soldiers be afraid of death?

It didn't take long for Yi Xiaochuan's chest and back to be scratched into flowers. At this time, Zhu Youjian put down the brush and picked up two ghost-headed Lingchi knives.

It started to slide quickly on Yi Xiaochuan's body, and the flesh on Yi Xiaochuan's body fell like snowflakes one after another, red, pink and white, extremely beautiful.

And Zhu Youxiao, who was wearing a mask and wielding a pair of swords, also made everyone think that this is an art with a strange beauty.

"Hey, didn't you say that the meat after Ling Chi will be eaten by others? Why are you all avoiding it?"

The First Emperor watched Zhuo Qun and the people in the main world put on masks and stay away from the snowing place. Zhu Youxiao did not wear a mask before, but when Lingchi started, he put on a mask.

Everyone was wearing masks and goggles, which made the First Emperor a little confused. Why didn't he eat his flesh if he hated him so much?

In the history books, isn’t there someone sharing food every time Ling Chi is served?

"First Emperor, you don't really think that the earliest piece of meat cut off to worship the heaven is actually a sacrifice to the heaven, do you?" Zhuo Qun looked at the First Emperor and said, "That piece of meat needs to be quarantined."

"This person has immune-resistant hydrophobic proteins in his body, so we have to stay away from him. This is a real human devil!"

Zhuo Qun looked at Yi Xiaochuan and pulled out a medical platform from the space-time door behind him.

He was preparing to treat Yi Xiaochuan. He had not finished suffering the eighteen levels of hell yet, so he couldn't be so relaxed.

Zhuo Qun had Yi Xiaochuan, whose bones could be seen, be placed on the medical platform and started treatment.

As the light on the medical platform passed over Yi Xiaochuan's body, the tissues placed on Yi Xiaochuan's body began to reshape. In just one minute, Yi Xiaochuan returned to his human form without any injuries on his body.

If it weren't for the pain that still appeared faintly on his body, Yi Xiaochuan would have felt that he was actually dreaming.

At this time, the big guys from the mythical and modern world also came over.

They saw Yi Xiaochuan as soon as they arrived.

Then he started laughing. In his opinion, these people still didn't dare to kill him, otherwise why would they treat him?

"You barbarians, try to touch me now. I tell you that in modern times, there are laws. Your charges will not apply here. You can't touch me."

Yi Xiaochuan was like crazy, howling and screaming there.

"You're overthinking it. We just wanted to give you a sauna to see if you were shaking too much and whether you had any clothes on to keep out the cold."

Zhu Zhanji stood behind Yi Xiaochuan, placed a large copper vat on his body, and filled it with charcoal next to it.

Just when Zhu Zhanji was about to get angry, the big bosses of Zhu Xia stopped Zhu Zhanji and wanted him to give him face and leave the matter to them.

In the end, it was better not to deal with this kind of prion carrier casually, and then the leading middle-aged man came to Zhuo Qun's side.

"I'm Qiu Mingtang, let's get to know each other." After speaking, he handed his hand to Zhuo Qun.
Chapter completed!