"It's different from what many people think. If the trachea is cut, a person will not die immediately. The only thing that will make a person die quickly is cutting a large blood vessel." Cang Qiao looked at the blood-stained sword in his hand.
This kind of ability to cut a person's throat with a sword but not kill him instantly is only possible because they are the Dongchang people who are good at punishing prisoners and have an extremely clear understanding of every muscle and bone pain point and weakness of the human body.
Zhou Chen was twitching on the ground, with a frightened and painful "heh...heh..." sound coming from his throat.
Who is it? Who is this "Cang Qiao"?
Cang Qiao conveniently threw the sword to Xiao Qi Zi, who was leading the waiters on the side, and took the steel whip he usually used for executions: "General Zhou is a man of iron bones. This whipping is the most appropriate to send you on your way today."
But he didn't intend to tell him that for people like Zhou Chen, suspicion and speculation would infinitely amplify his fear before death.
Sure enough, Zhou Chen began to tremble all over, desperately covering his broken neck and shaking his head.
Cang Qiao said calmly: "At the beginning, you colluded with the Northern Mongolians and sent the Xiao family's commanders to their deaths. Their bones were crushed by iron horses. Today, the general will try it too."
Cang Qiao paused and smiled apologetically: "I can't completely imitate the iron horse riding on the bones. I hope General Zhou Haihan will go on the road well."
Zhou Chen opened his eyes wide in fear and wanted to scream: "Hehe...hehe..."
But all he could make from his throat was the sound of a broken bellows.
That night, in the prison cell, blood and flesh were everywhere, and there were inhumanly shrill wails and whips that lasted for half an hour, making people shudder.
...
Emperor Ming, who was lying in the room of Qingyun Palace, suddenly woke up and stood up shivering.
His beard and hair were all white, and his hair was all in knots. He sat up with difficulty.
He was not dead. Cang Qiao asked all the imperial doctors and even used Miao medicine to keep him alive, but he was still locked up until his injuries got better. Apart from medicine, Cang Qiao did not give him anything to eat.
In the past few days, he had run out of medicine and became addicted to pills. It was so painful that he even took his own feces as medicine.
The moment he woke up, he suddenly felt that maybe it was a good thing that he died in the hands of his son Shangguan Hongye.
Emperor Ming took a hard breath and covered the painful chest wound. He had a strange and terrifying premonition in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was!
The emperor, who was as thin as a skeleton, was wrapped in sheets, tablecloths, and everything else to keep him warm, and he staggered to the window on the other side of the bed.
His cloudy eyes looked out from the crack in the window, but suddenly met a pair of cold eyes.
"ah--!"
He was so frightened that he stumbled onto the bed and couldn't get up for a long time.
The door opened with a creak, and a figure wearing a scarlet python robe walked in.
Emperor Ming was in a daze, feeling that the red color on the python robe was like blood, as if it could drip down.
The cold wind rushed in with the smell of blood, and Emperor Ming was startled, and he instantly discovered that the python robe on the man was really dripping with blood.
Even the man's pale and strange face was dripping with blood, and his dark and cold eyes were looking straight at him.
"Ah ah ah - ghost - ghost, don't come here!" Emperor Ming screamed. He had been hungry for many days, but the weak man quickly shrank into the corner.
Cang Qiao casually wiped the blood from his face with a handkerchief and said lightly——
"Did you scare your majesty? Sorry, I just came out of the prison in Dongchang, and I haven't had time to process the blood of General Zhou."
Emperor Ming suddenly looked at him and said hoarsely: "You...killed Zhou Chen, how dare you!" This chapter has been completed!
