Ding Dangdang, the sound of the chains bumps while swaying

In the wet dungeon passage, his amazing figure slowly walked out of the dim light. Qiong Yan Nayan, whose hair was shaved, was tied behind him with both hands. The thick anklets made him unable to take imposing steps. Even so, there were dozens of people around the escort queue, and they slowly followed him out of here.

"This great man has all his skills and his brain is not good. The Supervisor intends to let him come over. It's been half a month since he still has no brains."

"This is even if he wants to surrender his life now, it's too late to be so old. It's a pity to die."

The imperial prison is not for people to treat. Qiong Yao Nayan never thought there would be such a prison in the world. Every day, I could hear people's pain wailing, full of stench, rotten, and dead. At least when the Liao Kingdom was still there, I had never seen such a place. It was cruel and vicious, just like it existed specifically to torture people.

However, it doesn't matter. He finally got rid of this place and went to another place.

The aisle was quickly finished, and in front, the last prison door opened, and a bright light shone in from outside. He narrowed his eyes, and the light exuded a breathtaking beauty that hadn't been seen in a long time.

The jailer with a cloth scarf came over, and the jailer holding sticks on both sides hit the other party's knees with swords and weapons. It hurt a little, his body shook, his knees bent down, and he knelt on the ground. Then, the cloth scarf covered the big man's eyes, and only heard the people around him say, "This is to protect your supervisor and let you go unscathed. If we are small, we can't let you blind your tricks."

The iron chain was dragged, and the figure stood up again, and was led by someone to start walking.

"Does the people of Wuchao know why I didn't surrender?" The huge figure walked out of the prison that exuded the smell of death. He greedily took a deep breath of fresh air in his nose. "In my eyes, in the eyes of the entire Khitans, you are always just mice hiding behind them. Although the Jurchens destroyed our country, they finally defeated us upright and convinced, but you guys looked down on me."

He finally expressed a sense of anger in his heart. Soon after, he got on the prison car. As the bumpy shaft rolled, the escorted team began to escort the schoolyard on the side of the palace.

On the way, he heard the sound of the lively world from the wooden railings. In the past, Qiong Yao Nayan might have sneered at it, but now, he thinks it sounds nice, as if he has never heard such a sound in his life. In fact, he can escape, and the iron chains and other things on his body cannot be trapped at all, but this is the Wu Dynasty. Even if he breaks free, where can he go? As long as the eunuch with extremely terrifying martial arts is still there, he can't escape.

"Oh Da Liao"

There was some murmuring sound from his mouth, and his head was gently leaning back against the railing, and then everything stopped, sound, shaft, and his life.

The country has been destroyed, and he has become a devastated person and cannot go back.

The lock of the wooden railing sounded, and the sound of opening came from the wooden door. Qiong Yao Nayan thought about this for a while, and then was taken to one direction. He couldn't see it, but he could hear that there were many people around him.

The next moment, the cloth towel covered his eyes was taken away. He opened his eyes and narrowed for a while. His vision was unfolding in front of him. The huge schoolyard was paved with blue bricks, and white clouds were walking in the sky. Countless flags were waving under the clouds, and under the flag were densely packed with countless soldiers.

In front of my sight, there was a huge platform, which should have been a slight platform. There was a figure sitting on it. Below the platform, it stood around the Dongchang Fanzi with several layers of green scales and soapy clothes. Two huge braziers were on the left and right. In such a bright sky, it was burning, and the heat waves rolled, distorting the air.

Immediately, he was beaten down and still straightened his back. He seemed to hear a figure over there holding a little man in his arms, holding a pen in his hand, writing a book, and saying something.

Click the table.

Behind the desk, Bai Ning held the little emperor who was not very peaceful and asked him to sit on his lap, with one hand on the white paper, full of handwriting, "A person's strokes and strokes are written to Yi'er, the backbone of my great China. In the future, this country will still be back to your hands. Don't imitate your father's spendthrift, otherwise your uncle will punish you."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The little man twisted restlessly and reached out to grab the brush from Bai Ning's hand, but he was too young to reach it. He screamed in a hurry, and had to raise his little face and stare at the chin above his head angrily, but unfortunately he had no beard.

The sky clouds were rolling, and there were figures coming from below and bowed.

"Master, Qiong Yao Nayan has been brought here." The black-robed eunuch walked up to the platform and said softly.

The writing movement hovered on the paper, paused for a moment, Bai Ning quietly raised her head and looked over, "No need to report, do it, so that His Majesty can see the blood and see what color of our enemy's blood is."

After receiving the order, Cao Shaoqing turned around and left. Perhaps he had been executing the punishment for a long time, and he was a little excited at this time.

"The Lord of the Supervisor has an order to behead him"

The token fell out of his hand and rolled on the ground with a few bangs. On the other side, the sword-holder stepped forward, and the moment the sword light was out of the sheath, it was raised in the air and then fell.

可

The scene of blood gushing did not appear. The executioner was surprised and moved the blade away, his eyes stayed on the back of the other party's neck. There was only a white mark on it, and even the skin was not broken.

"You are good at practicing external skills." Cao Shaoqing waved his hand and refused to let the slayer continue to chop, but instead called the closest servant to whisper and order.

Qiong Yao Nayan raised his head sneered, as if he was very happy to see Wu Chaoren use this method to be defeated. After all, all that is left is all he can do.

Then, his smile froze, his scalp suddenly became numb, and his gaze extended ahead. A man walked over with a saw for carpenters, and then the black-robed eunuch also walked in front of him.

"It doesn't matter if the knife can't be cut open." Cao Shaoqing patted his bald head. The next second, several powerful monks came over, fixed Qiong Yan Nayan's arm, and pressed the other party's neck hard.

"Let's go slowly, and I don't believe how hard your neck is. If you have the ability, you can continue to fight." Cao Shaoqing smiled coldly, and asked someone to move a wooden chair in front of the prisoner and sit down.

The large carpenter full of sawtooth reached its exposed neck. The coldness made Qiong Yao Nayan feel fear in his heart, and then he madly practiced his kung fu all over his body. In an instant, the serpent holding the saw at both ends began to saw with a scream.

The sharp serrated teeth rubbed against the flesh and made continuous sounds. The scratched white marks gradually turned into red marks. Below, the hanging cheeks gritted their teeth tightly, and dripping dripping from the corner of their mouth to the ground. The muscles on their face twisted into a ball, and their whole body couldn't help but tremble, as if they were enduring huge pain.

"I haven't even cut my neck yet, but it must be very painful." Cao Shaoqing said in a sarcastic tone in a cold and sarcastic tone, and with a move, "A little more forceful."

The difference

The saw tip suddenly made a sound, speeding up the giant man's flesh and blood. Qiong Yao Nayan, who was forced to press his head, gradually changed a little, from red to purple, and then pale, frowned, the muscles on his face bulged, and dense drops of sweat began to spread, constantly falling.

"Hahahahaha, you guys, you guys, rats," the man with a distorted expression, laughing hoarsely and madly at the eunuch sitting opposite him, shouting and cursing.

Suddenly, one of the tug-of-warming characters shouted: "It's open."

Under the serrated teeth, the red flesh suddenly showed ferocious cracks. Blood slowly flowed out first. The man who was still yelling and scolding just now suddenly absent, and he made a gentle moan from his mouth from time to time, and his tall body trembled.

As cold as Cao Shaoqing, he couldn't help but lean forward, and a flush appeared on his face.

The next moment, Qiong Yao Nayan suddenly burst out loudly: "It hurts so much."

He screamed with hissing, and a splash from the back of his neck, blood gushed out. The moment the blood was spilling in the air, the sawing tip cut a pair of piercings.

The head blew up and fell to the ground, rolling twice

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The one-year-old child who was forced to watch the whole process opened his eyes wide and screamed in horror, trying to escape, but was gently restrained by Bai Ning. When the blood was ejected, Zhao Yi suddenly became soft and fell into his arms.

"Take Your Majesty back to rest, and every seven days from now on, take a death row prisoner to kill him." Bai Ning handed the child over to a close servant, shook his robe and put the traces of being wet.

He turned around and left without looking back, and just before leaving the palace gate, he met the Tiqi who came to deliver the news on the long street.

ps: The first update, the second update will be later.
Chapter completed!