"Brother, can you make it easier?" The fat man had a smile on his face that made people approach him at first sight, and he reached out to stuff the gold ingot into Yang Chen's belt: "I have already taken care of the others.
Okay, as long as I stay at the execution ground and let my son go, and when he beheads me, he only cuts a little bit of flesh, no harm to the human life, and hides it from the executioner, and others won’t be able to tell the difference. I’ll give you a big thank you afterwards!”
"I'm just the executioner, responsible for executions. I don't understand the rest!" Yang Chen's face was serious, he pushed the fat hand away, turned around and strode onto the execution ground.
"Boy, if you don't have to drink wine as a penalty for toasting, I can be the minister of the court, but I don't know how to praise you. I want you to walk around without eating!" Seeing Yang Chen's refusal, the fat man's face suddenly changed, and he shouted at Yang Chen's back fiercely.
shouted something.
"You are the emperor, what does it have to do with my beheading?" Yang Chen sneered, and went straight to the execution platform. He held the blood-red ghost-headed sword in his arms, stood over there, and waited quietly.
The order to execute.
This time, Yang Chen was not executing the execution alone. There was a long row of executioners holding red ghost-headed knives. Yang Chen couldn’t even see how many people there were. Such a scene was really horrifying, what kind of
In the execution ground, so many heads were cut off?
Boom, three drums sounded, and the sun seemed to have reached its peak. Yang Chen only heard an order: "Beat!" Then, he saw a life card thrown over.
"The grievances have their heads, and the debts have their owners. We have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent times. It is my duty to act as ordered, and I have offended you!" Yang Chen said his work terms habitually, and then pulled it out and inserted it into the
The prisoner's death card was thrown aside, and with a loud shout, the ghost-headed sword was raised high and chopped down with a clang. A human head rolled away from the wall, and the body without the head slowly fell to the ground.
However, the blood still spurted out wildly.
After doing all this, Yang Chen rarely absorbed the essence of life and practiced martial arts as usual, but quietly stood there holding the knife, waiting for orders.
"Nineteen thousand three hundred and seventy-two executioners, 3843 people were beheaded." In the void, a voice seemed to be counting and reporting.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind in front of him. After a while, the dust and smoke cleared. In front of Yang Chen, the execution ground was still there, but the prisoner who had just been beheaded had disappeared without a trace. But in the open space in front, there was a charming beauty tied up, kneeling.
The dust suddenly turned out to be a flawless piece of beautiful jade, with delicate flowers speaking to it, its face lined with the morning glow, alluring and infinitely charming.
Around the open space where the beauty was kneeling, there were dozens of executioners dressed similarly to Yang Chen, all of whom seemed to be waiting for execution.
"Behead!" There was another loud shout, and a life card flew in front of a certain executioner's eyes. The executioner immediately stepped forward, and just as he was about to swing his knife, the beauty had already spoken: "I am innocent, and I hope the general will have mercy on you."
Seeing the beauty's beauty, the executioner felt very pity for her. In addition to her tenderness, he called her "general" and immediately screamed at her until his bones became soft and tender, his mouth was dumbfounded, and he could no longer move an inch.
The executioner was furious and shouted at the other executioner: "You, behead!" The fate card seemed to have eyes, and flew in front of the other executioner. This executioner stepped forward, but was also softly called by the beautiful woman.
, he was immediately haunted by dreams and could no longer move.
This was the case even after dozens of executioners were replaced. The supervisor's voice was already filled with rage. Finally, a life tablet appeared in front of Yang Chen, and the supervisor's angry shout was extremely clear: "You, kill!"
Yang Chen stepped forward and stood next to the beautiful woman. The beautiful woman immediately raised her head, revealing her pretty face that brought disaster to the country and the people, and said delicately: "General, I have been wronged!" Just a soft cry, and suddenly revealed a tingling feeling that penetrated into the bones.
Taste, even if it is refined steel, it can become soft enough to wrap around your fingers.
It's a pity that Yang Chen has a heart of stone. He looked at the delicate beauty as if she hadn't seen him before, and just shouted: "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. You and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent days. It's my duty to
, I acted as ordered, and I offended you!”
After that, no matter how the kneeling beauty cried heartbrokenly, she raised the sword high, and with just one strike, the beauty's begging voice disappeared immediately, and the beautiful head flew far away, but it was no different from beheading a prisoner.
"Okay!" Yang Chen swung his sword, but heard a cheering voice in his ears. Yang Chen didn't look away, but smiled coldly in his heart.
"Three thousand eight hundred and forty-three people, only one hundred and fifteen were beheaded." The voice in the void was still counting and reporting.
"Yang Chen, come here!" Someone shouted from behind. Yang Chen followed without thinking. The other executioners who were unable to kill the beautiful woman seemed to be ignored and still stood there.
After a while, they came to an execution ground again, but there was only Yang Chen as the executioner, and the prisoner was a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe with disheveled hair. The strange thing was that there were no bindings on him, and there were no sergeants around him.
The guard stood there, not angry but intimidating, looking coldly at Yang Chen who came over.
The soldiers who led the way no longer knew where they were going. Yang Chen was the only one facing the middle-aged man. However, Yang Chen said nothing and just stood quietly.
"Yang Chen, kill!" The familiar voice of the supervisor sounded again, and a life card fell in front of Yang Chen's eyes.
Without saying a word, Yang Chen stepped forward with the ghost-headed sword. When the middle-aged man saw this situation, his eyes widened, and there was a kingly aura in his eyes, and he shouted at Yang Chen: "I am the emperor of the dynasty.
, Ninth Five Supremes, how dare you be rude?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of gold and stone, like golden words, deafening. If a timid person hears this sound, his hands and feet will become weak and he will kneel down unconsciously.
Boom, Yang Chen didn't care, and just kicked him. Does Daluo Jinxian's soul still care about a little human emperor? He kicked the middle-aged man to the ground with one kick, stepped on it with one foot, and stepped on it firmly.
Then he waved the bloody ghost-headed sword.
"The grievances have their owners, and the debts have their owners. We have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent times. It is my duty to act as ordered, and I have offended you!" As the cliché goes, Yang Chen's sword suddenly chopped off, and the head of the guy who claimed to be the emperor was cut off.
Gululu, get out and go far away.
Ding, there was a crisp sound, and a small white jade pendant was revealed under the lying emperor's body. The jade was round and round, and it looked like a rare good item at first glance.
Yang Chen looked around and saw that there was no one around. He sneered in his heart, reached out and grabbed the jade pendant and stuffed it under his belt. Then he stood quietly, waiting for the next instructions.
"There were only two beheaders, one of them kept his eyes straight, and the other took away the jade pendant." The voice in the void could not be heard by Yang Chen, who was making final statistics.
"Okay! Yang Chen, there is still a shortage of executioners like you on the Immortal Slaying Platform in Heaven. Are you willing?" The executioner who had never shown up before stood in front of Yang Chen and asked kindly.
He also held a white ring and slowly handed it over.