I Am a Magic Sword

Chen Hao really wants to ask: Where is the dead person terrifying? Obviously very harmless!

Just as the Seventeenth Kuai was walking up the execution platform steps, a beautiful and alluring woman in gorgeous silk stood in front of him.

The woman is glamorous, with fair skin and bright red lips. She looked up and down at Seventeen, frowns, and asked with a little dissatisfaction: "Are you the executioner today?"

Who is she?

Seventeen's mind is a little bit too much.

The city guards who kept order at the scene let her come!

But soon, Seventeen saw Chen Kou standing next to the woman. Chen Kou nodded at him and motioned him to answer quickly.

"Yes!"

The woman turned around and asked Chen Kou: "Why did he arrange for him to be tortured?"

"It was originally arranged for him Today’s execution!"

"Can you change one?"

Chen Kou directly replied: "This was arranged by Lord Zhang himself. If you want to change temporarily, you need to get Lord Zhang agrees!"

"hmph!" The woman looked at Chen Kou dissatisfied, but Lord Zhang in Chen Kou's mouth made the woman no longer have the idea of ​​temporarily changing executioners.

She gritted her teeth and said to Seventeen: "Since you executed the torture today, then you must satisfy me. I want those people to die. The worse the death, the better!"

The woman panting with rage is gone, and the accompanying guards forcibly divide a way for him in the crowd.

At a glance, I know that he is a powerful master.

"Uncle Chen?"

"Time is not enough, I won't say much, anyway, you try to do what she says." Seeing the tense appearance of Seventeen, I thought of the other party first In the second execution, Chen Kou was comforted, "Of course, if I can't do it, it doesn't matter, as long as I can persist!"

"Who is she?"

"Sir The concubine room of the City Lord, relied on being spoiled, a bit domineering!" Chen Kou's tone was quite disdainful of the woman, "It's getting late, hurry up on stage."

Seventeen asked in a low voice: " Master Sword Spirit, what should I do?"

"Follow that woman's words!" Chen Hao said in the Red Blood Sword, "You have experienced the memory of Fu Yuanming's beheading, and you should guide you how to do it."

Thinking of Fu Yuanming’s cruel and fancy beheading method, Seventeen’s face became paler: "But Master Sword Spirit, Uncle Chen said that you can leave that woman alone."

"I suggest you Follow that woman's words!" Chen Hao said in a serious tone, "Your Uncle Chen said it's okay, that's just your Uncle Chen comforting you. You are still young and don't understand how terrifying a woman who is in hatred will be."

"Really?" Seventeen didn't believe it.

"Of course it's true!" Chen Hao said seriously, "If you can't satisfy her, as long as she is a little less minded, your Uncle Chen might still be implicated."

"No way, Uncle Chen is from the City Lord Mansion!"

"But that woman is the person on the bed of City Lord!"

Instinctively, Seventeen believes more Lord Sword Spirit.

He went to the execution stage, tens of thousands of people stared at him, and the audience was full of noise.

"Kill them!"

"Chopped them up ten-thousand times by a thousand blades!"

"My child, my child ……Wu wu wu ……"

"Beheading is too cheap for them!"

"……"

Various vicious insults to prisoners, The curse made Seventeen's head dizzy.

Seventeen held the hilt tightly in his hands, standing woodenly on the spot, the muscles on his face twitching more intensely.

According to the procedure, the first batch of prisoners to be executed were taken to the execution stage and lined up and kneeled in front of Seventeen.

The prisoners have just been taken to the execution platform, and countless mud, stones, and rotten eggs fell on the execution platform like rain.

A rotten egg hit Seventeen's face, and the stench made him nauseous!

He was completely affected!

Several other city guards who escorted the prisoners also suffered. One was even worse than Seventeen. He was hit by a stone and squatted on the ground with his face covered, blood flowing from his fingers.

"All quiet down for me!" The loud roar was deafening, and a burly man dressed as a general stood on the stage: "If anyone dares to throw anything, I will put him in a dungeon."

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When the burly soldier saw the scene calm down, he turned his head and said to the officials of City Lord Mansion: "You can read the crime!"

When the crime was read, the seventeen lifts the head and just saw the opposite. Upstairs, the beautiful and alluring woman just stared at him with her hands on the window frame.

Thinking of Lord Sword Spirit, the pressure in his heart is even greater!

As the officials read, the eyes of the people in the audience became more and more terrifying, the hatred of bones, like a turbulent tide, the affected Seventeen felt a little unable to breathe.

Not only the feet are soft, but the hands holding the sword hilt are soft!

If it weren't for the city guards to maintain order on the scene, the group of people in the audience might rush up and directly tear the prisoner into pieces!

"Master Sword Spirit, do they really hate those traffickers?"

"You don't have a child, you don't understand!"

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"Execution!"

Seventeen I heard these two words.

He stood in front of the first prisoner. The first prisoner was a shabby middle-aged man. He was also hit by rocks and rotten eggs. Face covered in blood, he lifts the head to meet everyone. The hateful eyes said: "You bastards, dare to hit your uncle with rotten eggs. If I hadn't tied my hands, I would kill you all!"

The rampant appearance of the middle-aged man is completely agitated. Public anger arose.

"Kill him!"

"Quickly kill!"

"..."

The tall buildings in the distance, beautiful and alluring The woman's nails have penetrated the wooden window frame.

"Beheading is also a big scar, I tell you, I am not afraid of death!" The middle-aged man looked at seventeen said with a smile, "Little Brat, have you beheaded too much? Let grandfather Teach you, slash here!"

Seventeen had seen such an arrogant prisoner in Fu Yuanming’s memory, but it was the first time he encountered it in reality!

Holding up the scarlet heavy sword with difficulty, he discovered for the first time that the heavy sword was so heavy!

His hands are soft and he can't feel the slightest strength.

The prisoner is a middle-aged man. He was ready to be beheaded a long time ago, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for that sword!

He said in a hoarse voice: "Hurry up, don't let the uncle wait long!"

The people in the audience are also urging.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"……"

Seventeen raised the heavy sword , The heavy sword was lifted directly above his head by him.

The unusually awkward way of throwing a sword is like a dealer holding a hoe and hoeing the ground.

He gritted his teeth fiercely to chop down.

The middle-aged prisoner closed his eyes, and all those who hated the prisoner opened their eyes wide.

Then...the whole execution ground is silent!

Chen Kou is holding his forehead!

beautiful and alluring The woman's face is so gloomy that it is about to drip!

Tu Yidao laughed freely and freely: "I knew it, I knew... I knew he would be like this! I laughed to death... I lived most of my life with Tu Yidao, the first time I saw it Such an executioner has gained insights and insights...no more, no more!"

Tu Yidao squatted on the ground with a smile and wiped his tears.

Seventeen looked at the small half of the sword that was caught in the penalty platform, feeling at a loss!

"You can't even cut a big man!"

"Let him go down!"

"Go down!"

"xx, hurry me down!"

"..."

The middle-aged criminal looked at the heavy sword beside him, swallowed, and quickly turned his head away.

Tu Yidao held his big knife said with a smile: "There is no hair on his mouth, and I am insecure. When it is critical, I still want me to slaughter the knife to save the field?"