Zhanxian

    The third chapter, who does not dare to blame (2) ("")

    "Little brother, can you make it convenient?"On the fat man's face, with a smile that makes people look close, he will put the gold ingot into Yang Chen's belt: "I have already done some other people, as long as the little brother stays on the punishment field, let me go." When the son cut his head, he only cut a little bit of flesh and blood, and did not hurt his life. He passed the prisoner's eunuch, and others decided not to show clues. Thank you again afterwards! ”

    "I am just an Executioner, responsible for execution, others, I don't understand!"Yang Chen's face was on the board, pushing the fat hand away and turning to the execution ground.

    "Kids, toasting, not eating and drinking, I can be a book, not knowing how to lift, I want you to eat and go!"The fat man saw Yang Chen refused, his face changed, and fiercely shouted at Yang Chen's back.

    "What do you have to do with the emperor and with my beheading?"Yang Chen sneered and slammed into the platform, holding a bloody red head knife in his arms and standing there, waiting quietly for the execution.

    This time it wasn't Yang Chen's execution, holding the Red Executioner's Blade's Executioner, and stood a long line. Yang Chen can't even see how many people there are. Such a scene is really horrifying. What kind of punishment field is going to cut so many heads?

    Oh, three drums, the sun seems to have reached the middle. Yang Chen only heard a command: "Open!"Then, I saw a name tag lost.

    "There's someone responsible for every grievance, For every debt there is a debtor, you and I have no complaints, No recent hatred, in the next duty, ordered to act, offended!"Yang Chen habitually said his own working language, then took out the death card inserted in the prisoner, next to it, and shouted, The Executioner's Blade lifted high and slammed down. A head dribbled out of the distance, and the body that lost its head slowly fell down, and the blood continued to spurt.

    After doing all this, Yang Chen was rare and did not absorb the essence of life cultivation as usual. Rather quietly held the knife on the spot and waited for the dispatch.

    "19,300, 720 Executioners, 3,843 people in the dagger."In the void, a voice seems to be counting, and it seems to be reporting.

    Suddenly, the wind was raging, and after a while, Yang Chen was still in the execution ground, but the prisoners who had just been cut off had disappeared without a trace. Just in front of the open space, tied with a beautiful woman, squatting in the dust, it is a piece of beautiful jade, Jiaohuaqin, face lining the sun, all kinds of charming, infinite style.

    Around the open space where the beautiful people are squatting, they stand on dozens of Executioners dressed up like Yang Chen, and seem to be waiting for execution.

    "cut!"Another big drink, a life card flew in front of an Executioner. The Executioner immediately came forward, just about to slash the knife, but the beauty has already opened its mouth: "There is no innocence, hope the generals pity."

    The Executioner sees the beauty of the beauty, has its own very pity, plus her petite, called a general. Directly put this Executioner, called the bones soft and crisp, stunned, and then can not move.

    The sergeant was furious and shouted at another Executioner: "You, hey!"The name tag seemed to grow in the eyes and flew to the front of another Executioner. The Executioner came forward, but it was also slammed by the beauty, and immediately dreamed, and then could not move.

    This is true even for dozens of Executioners. The voice of the sergeant was already furious. Finally, in front of Yang Chen, a placard appeared, and the screaming of the sergeant was incomparably clear: "You, hey!"

    Yang Chen went up and stood beside the beautiful woman. The beautiful woman looked up and showed her pretty face, and she said: "General, squatting Ah!
"It was just a whisper, and suddenly it showed a succulent taste. Even if it was made of steel, it could become soft and soft."

    It’s a pity that Yang Chen is like a heart of stone. Looking at the delicate beauty, I don’t see it, just a big drink: “There's someone responsible for every grievance, For every debt there is a debtor, you and I have no complaints. No recent hatred, in the next duty, ordered to act, offended!"

    Regardless of it, no matter how beautiful the squatting beauty is crying, high-pitched swords, just a knife, Kacha, the beauty of the fortune sound disappeared immediately, the beautiful dagger flew far away, but the same as the killing of the prisoners.

    "Alright!"Yang Chen waved a knife and heard a good voice in his ear. Yang Chen did not squint, but his heart was coldly smiling.

    "Three thousand eight hundred and forty-three people, only one hundred and fifteen people in the dagger."The voice in the void is still in the statistical report.

    "Yang Chen, here!"Behind, someone called, Yang Chen didn't want to, and then he left. Other think can't kill the beauty of the Executioner, but it seems that no one cares, still stay on the spot.

    After a while, I came to an execution ground. There was only Yang Chen an Executioner, and the prisoner was a middle-aged man dressed in a robes. The strange thing is that he has no bindings on his body and there are no sergeants around him. Standing on the spot, not angry, and coldly looking at Yang Chen who came over.

    The leader who led the way did not know where to go. Only Yang Chen faced the middle-aged man alone. But Yang Chen didn't have anything, just stood still.

    “Yang Chen, hey!”The voice familiar to the supervisor was ringing again, and a token fell in front of Yang Chen.

    Yang Chen said nothing about it, carrying The Executioner's Blade. When the middle-aged man saw this situation, his eyes widened and his eyes showed a sigh of royal tyrants. He yelled at Yang Chen: "I am a dynasty, ninety-five, you dare to be rude?"

    As soon as this was said, there was a sound of the golden stone on the road, which was as deafening as the Jinkou Yuyan. A timid person, when he is drunk by this voice, will have a soft hand and an unconscious squat.

    Hey, Yang Chen doesn't care, he goes up. Great Principle The soul of Golden Immortal, still cares about a small human emperor? One foot turned the middle-aged man to the ground, stepped on one foot, and firmly slammed it, then waved a bloody ghost knife.

    "There's someone responsible for every grievance, For every debt there is a debtor, you and I have no complaints, No recent hatred, in the next duty, ordered to act, offended!"In the words of Yang Chen's big knife, the head of the self-proclaimed emperor got out of the way.

    Hey, a crackling, lying under the body of the emperor, but a small white jade. The jade is round and round, and it is a good object that is rare.

    Yang Chen looked around and there was no one. The heart sneered and reached out and grabbed the jade and stuffed it under the belt. Then stood quietly, waiting for the next command.

    "There are only two people in the dagger, one person does not squint, and one person takes away jade."The voice in the void, Yang Chen can't hear, is doing the final statistics.

    "Alright!" Yang Chen, Heavenly Court Immortal Executioner Stage, there is still an Executioner like you, are you willing? ”The inspector who had never appeared, this time stood in Yang Chen's in front of, and he asked, and he still held a white ring in his hand and slowly handed it over.