"You can't do this! I... I am the lord of the Huns, the emperor of all the Huns on the Central Plains and the grasslands! If you kill me, who dares to follow you in the future?"

When he was taken to the high platform and saw the executioner holding a long sword, the Huns' king Liu Cong couldn't help but howl, but the soldiers escorted him ignored what the person said.

So, the Huns lord turned to Chen Zhi not far away and shouted: "General of the Conquest North! I... I am the lord of the Huns, and the Huns are the grassland tribes. If you kill me, how could this grassland tribe dare to surrender to you in the future?" After saying that, he had a faint sense of pleading.

His son Liu Can listened beside him, showing his unbearable expression, but did not stop him, but looked at Chen Zhi with hope.

The father and son were captured one after another and sent to Jixian County to be under house arrest.

At the beginning, I was full of anger and resentment, and I kept shouting and scolding every day, from Jin Zhun and others to Chen Zhi, it can be said that I was scolding the sky and the earth, and I was having a lot of fun.

But as time went by, not many people came to ask about them. Even the busy chores in the house arrest did not pay much attention to the father and son, and they gradually smelled something wrong.

On the other hand, although they had completely lost power, they were somewhat loyal to the royal family. So they tried to save the two of them, but in the end they only received news that General Zhengbei had the intention of killing the father and son!

This news finally reached the ears of the father and son through various channels, which immediately made the two frightened. Then they were frightened and tortured every day, but what made them even more uncomfortable was that they were asking for a meeting with Chen Zhi but they were unavailable.

In the end, this horror reached its peak today.

Looking at the father and son, Zhao Ran, who was following them, burst into laughter. He said, "What's the use of begging for mercy now? It's so boring. Anyway, I'm going to die, why do you have to act like this?"

"It's all because of you!" Seeing him speak out, Liu Can shouted angrily, "If you, the three-member slaves, wouldn't there be such a situation?"

Liu Cong also glared at Zhao Ran.

"Your Highness, your words are not very authentic." Zhao Ran sneered, "I'm provoking it from it? But I, Zhao Ran, let you rebel and stand on your own? But I, Zhao Ran, let you ambush the old emperor? But I, Zhao Ran, let you resist Xuanjia? If I, Zhao Ran, have such ability, can I still chat with you here?"

After a series of rhetorical questions, Liu Cong and Liu Can and his son were blushing and unable to refute.

"Besides, you have enjoyed enough," Zhao Ran said without stopping, "Look, you are the emperor, although they are fake, and the other is the prince. You can still lead troops to rage in the palace. It is also a pleasure to have this life. Those ordinary people, Hu people, can't have the opportunity of yours? Life is like this, and it's perfect. In comparison, I, Zhao Ran, are really unwilling to give up..."

This person is still waiting for a while, but there are already soldiers coming over there to stop him. However, Chen Zhi stood on the stage, read some words, and had already walked over.

The father and son argued with Zhao Ran just now, so they didn't hear Chen Zhi's words clearly, but they still vaguely caught a scattered and half clawed, which was nothing more than saying that the three of them were extremely guilty and wanted to be killed to comfort the spirit of the previous emperor in heaven.

"No new ideas." Looking at Chen Zhi who was walking slowly, Zhao Ran laughed and asked loudly, "General Zhao is still a little capable, so why not keep this useful body and serve you? If you kill it, how much meaning is it? It's just a burial of four people."

"After all, it's not just about being greedy for life and fear of death!" Liu Can listened behind and despised, "If this person hadn't been greedy for life and fear of death, how could he betray the Han emperor? If it weren't for him, why would my father and son have come to this? What a pity, even Shi Le wouldn't dare to offend Chen!"

After the words came to this point, Chen Zhi had already walked to the other side. His eyes swept across the faces of the father and son, and finally fell on Zhao Ran.

"You are not Li Jing, nor I am Li Yuan. I will avoid this useful statement." Chen Zhi said, pointing to the long sword with a cold light, "Today I will let you go on the road with Liu Cong and Liu Can, which will also be a bargain for you, and you won't have to suffer more."

Zhao Ran is not a time traveler, so he didn't know the allusion that came hundreds of years later. However, he heard from Chen Zhi's words that he would definitely die. His face was a little pale and he could no longer maintain his strength.

"General Zhengbei..." Liu Cong seized the opportunity and spoke again, nothing more than the one who begs for mercy.

"No need to do this," Chen Zhi waved his hand without waiting for the other party to say it, "You have also been the king of a country. Why do you have to do this at the last moment? If I let you go today, why should you raise an army to defeat the Huns? You and Liu Can, let's go on the road with peace of mind, leaving all the corpses, and I can also bury them. Because you have done something wrong over the years, I don't know how many people died because of their misfortune. They don't even have a place to bury them. You should be content."

Liu Cong, who heard the resolute words, suddenly had a white face. He could not understand no matter what. Why Chen Zhi had to kill him seemed to be of little use, or the Huns might be in trouble, but solemnly poisoning him would bring hidden dangers.

"It's getting late," Chen Zhi glanced at the sky, withdrew his gaze, and said to the soldiers around him, "Send a few of you to the road."

"promise!"

When the soldiers heard this, they grabbed the three of them and dragged them forward.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Liu Cong and Liu Can struggled, while Zhao Ran also looked pale and made a stance of resistance.

The scorching sun is coming, and noon has arrived.

"No! No! How could I die here?"

The strong executioner raised his sword and fell.

Blood splattered everywhere.

After struggling for a few times, Liu Cong fell to the ground and no longer moved.

Liu Can screamed, while Zhao Ran's hands and feet trembled.

"Let me go!"

Then, he struggled one after another and settled the account.

In the audience, many people who watched the sacrificial ceremony shook their heads slightly, and there were many scholars from the clan. They were actually a little puzzled. The killing during the sacrificial ceremony was actually quite barbaric, especially the person who was killed was the master of the Huns, which really meant to be insulted.

However, assassination was under pressure, these aristocratic people did not even dare to object to the imperial examinations explicitly, let alone the matter of avenging the late emperor, so they could only endure it.

But they couldn't see it. As the three of them fell down, the bloody aura penetrated from them, and it gathered towards the clay statue like a tired bird that threw herself into the forest, and finally tangled up.

After the sculpture, a purple aura floated up from the coffin and merged into the clay sculpture.

Chen Zhi looked up at the sky, and in an instant, the scene of heaven and earth in his eyes changed drastically. A true dragon formed by luck flew over from the southwest and lingered on the altar.

Then, a faint sigh came.

"Thank you Chen Qing, for your thoughts, to shape the body of the Yinlong, and to calm the anger of anger..."
Chapter completed!