The Minister of Justice sat upright in the main seat, waiting for the hour. When he saw his subordinate nodding, he immediately pulled out the token expressionlessly and threw it down, shouting: "Chun!"

After hearing this, more than a thousand executioners picked up the big bowl on the ground, took a sip of wine, and sprayed it on the cold knife surface.

Su Mengdie curled her smile and glanced at Wang Xiuyan. Alas, time flies so fast, as if the divorce was still yesterday, but now she faces them being beheaded. This is too cruel.

Concubine Hui looked at Su Mengdie for the last time and had to bow her head and reveal the back of her neck.

The sound of spraying the wine was very loud. The sword was raised and then waved it with a slam. Many people turned their heads, and Su Mengdie closed her eyes. Listening to the sound of her head rolling down, she felt very frightened. In this ancient times, human life was really too fragile. When she opened her eyes again, the prisoners had fallen to the ground, and their heads fell everywhere, and blood stained the earth red, looking at Concubine Hui's head.

Have a good journey!

Fu Yunche hugged the woman's shoulder and whispered: "Return to the palace?"

"Okay, kill well, long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty!"

The noise became more and more fierce. Su Mengdie nodded, not daring to see the person who had played cats and mice with her and separated. She was not her timid, and I believe that no modern person dared to face such a scene. When he arrived on the dragon chariot, he could not forget the scene he had just seen. Those shrill and desperate crying sounds and blood-stained pictures of the earth were human lives, not ants.

"So scared?"

A woman looked over after hearing this. Compared to her, the man was much calmer and shook his head powerlessly: "You said that those executioners killed so many people in their lifetime, aren't they afraid of nightmares?"

"They have survived by chopping things since they were young. They started chopping watermelons since they were sensible, one a day, never stopping. They might be afraid at the beginning. After all, they are all flesh, but this is their duty. Not only do they have to bear the fear in their hearts, but they also have to find ways to relieve their guilt. They must cut off the prisoner's head with one knife to avoid the prisoner's suffering too much. Moreover, there are regulations for every executioner to kill in his life. This profession is quite painful!"

Men speak calmly, and they all learn from books at first glance.

Su Mengdie smiled far-fetchedly: "Thank you!" He said so much, but he just wanted to divert her attention, put away all the dullness, and put his chest backwards: "I suddenly felt that I was really happy to be alive. Fu Yunche, how about we make an agreement?"

"I hope to hear it carefully!"

"Today thirty years later, let's raise our glasses to drink together?" I wonder if we can live to that day. If the country is destroyed, she believes that Fu Yunche will choose to commit suicide and not give the enemy a chance to humiliate her. But what about her? She will not die. As long as she has a breath, she will live. I hope that that day will come and he can survive because of this agreement.

Fu Yunche happily opened the fan and brought cool breeze to the two of them: "It's great!"

Su Mengdie pointed at him: "It's a grandson who cheats!"

"I have always been the same!"

Haha, there have been a few times when I didn’t count. No one in the world can do the same thing. Even monks who have become monks have made mistakes. They can only say that people are not sages, and blood will flow into a river soon. The winner will not take long to come. That day, maybe it’s the time when I left for Xialan, but it’s good to be able to raise a glass to invite the moon once in thirty years.

Seeing that the girl was thinking about something, she changed her angles with a big fan, and she should only relieve the heat for one of hers.
Chapter completed!