Chapter 630: Execution

Chapter 630: Execution

"I'll know later if I dare to do it or not. No one who deserves to die can't get rid of, and no one who deserves to die will die in my hands." Li Yan's sword in his hand, and the sharp sound of the sword sounded, as if it had become a butcher knife hanging around these people's necks, and could fall down at any time.

The silver-haired old man did not reply, but just spoke slowly: "Do you know my identity?"

"Is this important?" Li Yan smiled.[

The silver-haired old man was stunned, sighed in his heart and then closed his eyes: "It doesn't matter. If it is important, I will not end up beheading."

"That's right. It's about to come at noon. I'll say something more. I'll cooperate later, so as not to let my sword fall apart and only cut off half of your head. If you have any last wishes, I'll write it down. After you go back, I'll write it into a letter and send it to your family, relatives, and children. Of course, don't say that you want to deal with me as a tycoon in the letter, I'm innocent." Li Yan said. In fact, if it's possible, he doesn't want to be so troublesome, but in order not to let the forces behind these people take revenge.

"You are a good man. I have a word to write down and tell my father, the second uncle, is a traitor. If you kill him, the letter will be passed to the Xiong family in Beishan County, Datang." A monk couldn't help but say.

"Okay, I'll write it down." Li Yan said.

"I have something to say, just be short, don't worry. Send it to Zhao's family in Fengxian County, western Liaoning."

"I've also recorded it."

"And I, I have something to keep. Please help me convey it."

For a moment, the originally calm death row prisoners began to rush to leave last words, but there were nearly 300 people, and there were many people, so Li Yan could not have recorded them all.

"I can only write it down as much as possible. As for those who haven't recorded it, don't blame me." Li Yan said.

"Why do you need to do this if you are just a tycoon?" said the seven-year-old boy staring at Li Yan.

Li Yan replied, "Do you have nothing to say?" This child does not look like an ordinary child, but gives people the impression that he is a powerful monk.

"No need, what's the point of leaving behind words? It's just a little sad." The child said.

The bearded man sneered: "You are so open-minded, but you have died once, so you are naturally qualified to say this. It is the first time I die that I am leaving something behind."

"Has I died once? Could it be that this young child was reborn by a master?" Li Yan thought to himself, and there was only this reason that he could tell.

Just as these monks were quarreling, the team of disappeared soldiers came back, and one of the leading generals said, "It's time to execute the execution. Come with me, and the others will suppress these people to the execution ground."

Li Yan frowned, not knowing what the generals called him, but he still followed him.

"Your Excellency, have something to say to me."

The leading general whispered, "When the execution is executed later, the old silver-haired man killed his soul for me, and do not let his soul be reincarnated."

Li Yan raised his eyebrows: "It seems that the tyrant is only responsible for beheading but not soul-killing."[
Chapter completed!