The morning of July 1st in Donghuang City was noisier than any other morning in the past. The newly built execution ground next to Prince Ji's Mansion was completely surrounded by people watching the excitement early in the morning.

The defensive array composed of sixteen hexagonal stone pillars has been opened, forming a water-blue hemispherical protective shield that covers the entire legal field and blocks the onlookers from outside. Even so, it still cannot be stopped.

These ordinary people who usually have nothing to do are enthusiastic about watching the excitement.

In the execution ground, nearly a hundred guards from Prince Ji's Mansion looked solemn and guarded their respective posts.

The young prince, who had arrived at the execution ground early, was taking his personal bodyguards and chatting happily with several other invited princes of different surnames.

Elder Tuoba, who is in charge of the execution ground, has not arrived yet. He will personally escort Xia Huang from the dungeon to the execution ground at noon. He will not appear before noon.

"King Ji, you are in the limelight this time! Kill the sword master of the seven ancient swords, tsk tsk! Today is probably the first time such a thing has happened in ancient times, right?" A burly middle-aged young man with a different surname, Wang Dui, said

The prince smiled and said, "Although you are young, King Ji, you have the potential to surpass your father. King Ji, you will definitely achieve great things in the future."

"The King of Spirits is too praised. Xiao Wang is just a junior. He will have to rely on your help and support in the future." Uncharacteristically, the young King Ji bowed humbly to the middle-aged king with a different surname.

"We kings with different surnames should be united in order to win a place in the imperial court. As King Ji, as one of us, of course we must fully help and support you." Another king with different surnames interjected at this time, "We

All the manpower that can be mobilized in Mingyue Palace has been assigned to you, I wonder how you have arranged it, King Ji."

"Don't worry, everyone! This excitement will definitely not disappoint you." The young King Ji smiled strangely and lowered his voice, "Little Wang can tell you first that the Third Palace Master of Yanmiao Palace will definitely come to save that man today.

Bastard. When the time comes, Elder Tuoba will defeat her and capture her. It is said that the palace masters of Yanmiao Palace are all stunning beauties. Then...hehehe..."

The young King Ji didn't finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant, and all of them had **** on their faces.

At this time, another personal guard of the Young King suddenly walked up behind the Young King and whispered: "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged. One thousand, two hundred masters of Yuan Fei Realm and two hundred Transcendent Realm Mingyue Palace.

, are arranged in four ambush circles on the outside. As long as you give the order, the prince, they will take action immediately! With Elder Tuoba sitting in charge, by then, not even a fly will be able to fly out!"

The young King Ji smiled apologetically at the other kings with different surnames, walked to the side, lowered his face, and asked in a low voice: "Have all the restrictions on the treasure house been opened? Be sure to protect the Jinghong Sword! Old Man Tuoba is greedy, maybe he will

Coming up with the idea of ​​Jinghong Sword,

We must not let him take advantage of this opportunity to enter the treasure house. Moreover, some of Xia Huang's relatives and friends may try to enter the house while our attention is on the execution field, trying to get his things back for him. This kind of thing,

Absolutely not allowed to happen!”

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, all the restrictions on the treasure house have been opened! Within twelve hours, the treasure house will be impregnable! During these twelve hours, any monk will be blocked by the restrictions, and no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to enter the treasure house."

"Yes." The young King Ji finally felt relieved, "Where are the people of the Sikong family? Is there any news?"

"I heard that people from Sikong Shaohao's line seemed to have plans to rescue Xia Huang, but they were suppressed by Sikong Zaotian. That kid mastered the Sikong family's Heavenly Casting Divine Technique. To Sikong Zaotian, he was also a

Sikong Zaotian will not let him live if he must be eliminated. I believe that we do not need to worry about the possibility of the Sikong family intervening."

"That's good, you can go down first!" The young King Ji waved away his guards, walked back to the kings of different surnames, and started chatting happily with other kings of different surnames again.

In a high-pavilion restaurant a few miles away from the execution ground, the only room with an unobstructed view of the entire execution ground, Xiao Tianqing and Jiu Zhangzui, the master of Dark Night Hall, sat side by side, observing the movements in the execution ground together.

Just as they agreed, Xiao Tianqing chose to be a bystander in this excitement.

"A bunch of wretches." Xiao Tianqing couldn't help but sneered, "Looking at the smiles on the faces of these poor kings with different surnames, they thought they would be the final winners, but little did they know that they had already fallen into the trap of the drunkard in the imperial study.

In the design, it is really possible to

The pitiful and innocent person is the interesting young man Xia Huang. For no reason, he became the bait of the innocent sacrifice in this conspiracy. Even his relatives and friends became part of the conspiracy.

Weapons that have been exploited."

"This is what the imperial court does. Hypocritical kings never consider the feelings of the people who are sacrificed." Jiuzhang Zui then sneered, "Only on this point do you and I have the same point of view."

"Your Dark Night Palace is not much better. In your Dark Night Palace, life is the least valuable thing."

"I never deny my cold-bloodedness and cruelty, but I believe that my approach is much more sincere than the hypocrisy of Emperor Shen Zhao."

"well……"

"What are you sighing for? Sighing that you can't save an innocent person? Xiao Tianqing, my good master, when did your compassion overflow to this extent?"

"As people get older, they are inevitably sentimental." Xiao Tianqing smiled bitterly.

"Old?" A strange look flashed in Jiuzhang Zui's eyes, "This is not something you would say."

"If it hadn't been for this incident, I probably would never have used this word to describe myself in my whole life." Xiao Tianqing stroked his long, silky red hair and laughed at himself, "Now I realize that I am really old. A long time."

life, a long peaceful life, although I still maintain

I still have a young face, but I have lost the vigor of my youth. If I could go back to when I was young and see such injustice, how would I choose to compromise and watch? Even if I was defeated, with my temper back then, I would still

I will fight to the last moment for the justice in my heart!"

"Justice in the heart? This is what you would say, but it was what you would have said back then. Now that I hear it again, it still makes me sick." Jiuzhang Zui sneered sarcastically, "Watch this carefully.

Have fun! If this bloodshed can make you feel world-weary, I will be happy to send you on your last journey, my good master."

Xiao Tianqing was not in the mood to argue with Jiuzhang Zui. As he said himself, at this moment, he really felt that he was old.
Chapter completed!