Ze Tian Ji Chapter 57: The imperial edict in the snow arrives
Zhou Tong struggled and crawled in the snow, rattling in the throat, and finally turned into a weak, crying cry.
"Save me ... who will save me ..."
His screams and wailings were somewhat camouflaged. However, from the underground Zhou Prison, to the sun-drenched small courtyard, to the snow-covered long street, he kept running and chasing hope, but he was disappointed again and again, until this time, he was finally desperate and his will was overwhelmed The embankment generally collapsed.
He cried in pain. The blood on his face was washed away by old tears, and then condensed by the cold wind, turning into a paste-like shell, which was ugly.
His cry was like a night owl, and it was hard to hear.
As the most famous cool official, Zhou Tong has never forgiven this world, had a goodwill for this world, and saved this world once, then the world is naturally absolutely cold for him, and he will not forgive him. No one would come to save him, the lights on Road of Peace gradually went away, and his road was dark.
Several residences are still open, the closest to Zhou Tong is Prince of Zhongshan. Deep in the palace, the lights were bright, Prince of Zhongshan was sitting on a chair, holding a frozen pear in his hand, and recalling the miserable appearance of Zhou Tong in front of the palace of the palace, I felt happy and happy, but this pear was also sweet.
An official of the Royal Mansion stood by and said, "The subordinates always feel wrong."
"What's wrong? I have long wanted to shatter this old dog."
Prince of Zhongshan was silent for a moment, and said: "And Mo Yu she said makes sense, no matter whether it is merciless or ruthless, I can live to this day, it is grace."
The official was very surprised. He didn't expect that Wang Ye was really moved by the words of Mo Yu.
You must know that the kings who have scattered in various states and counties over the years have the worst situation is Prince of Zhongshan. Compared with those princes who have been poisoned to death, he did survive but was forced to eat | Crazy ... this is more terrible than death.
"Is **** delicious? Of course it's not delicious, but have you ever thought that that woman could force me to eat | shit, wouldn't you know I was pretending to be crazy?"
Prince of Zhongshan said with no expression on her face: "Of course she knows I'm pretending to be crazy. The reason why she doesn't break is because she likes watching me eat | shit, but at least, she didn't let me die. Compared to death, eat | What is shit? Those of us born in Tianzi's family? Who, did not eat | Shit's ability? "
More than ten royal palaces closed their doors for different reasons, blocking Zhou Tong from the door.
The thickest and most timid Prince of Louyang is hidden in the deepest part of the three-layer quilt. While worrying about the safety of the Mo Yu acquaintance, she said silently about Zhou Tong in her heart.
The Prince of Xiang, the oldest and most powerful, has no power at all today.
Prince of Xiang's door is open. The young Prince Chen Liu stands in the light, his expression is calm, and there is some anxiety between his eyebrows.
Zhou Tong crawled over the snow, and Mo Yu came over.
Prince Chen Liu ignored Zhou Tong and said to Mo Yu, "It's almost there."
Mo Yu ignored him and continued to hold the sword as a whip, rushing forward with **** Zhou Tong.
At the end of Road of Peace is a large house with an exquisite and luxurious decoration. Even the newly-renovated Prince of Xiang house can not reach it.
Here is Tianhai Family. For the past two hundred years, the entire Continent has the most powerful family. The big men of Tianhai Family, such as the patriarch Tianhai Chengwu and several elders, naturally will not stay at Capital at such a sensitive time tonight. already has long gone to the capital outskirts estate.
The door is open, the light is bright, Tianhai Shengxue is standing under the light, and the white clothes wins the snow.
Zhou Tong crawled through the snow in front of the door, glanced at him, his eyes resentful, but no matter whether it was for help or insult, already had no strength to speak.
A string of silver bell-like laughter sounded, then gradually became crying.
Princess Ping Guo was stopped behind by Tianhai Shengxue.
After the palace change, she was picked up by Tianhai Family. It is said that she may marry Prince Chen Liu after a while.
looks at The Zhou Tong struggling in the snow, she smiled wildly, with tears on her pretty face.
"You look like a dog today!"
She shouted to Zhou Tong, again like a curse.
Tianhai Shengxue didn't stop her, just embraced her shoulders and didn't let her act on Zhou Tong because of impulse.
His looks at is covered with blood Mo Yu, and said seriously, "It's almost there."
This has the same meaning as that of Prince Chen Liu.
Mo Yu is the object that the court must catch, ranking first.
Mo Yu still didn't speak, she returned to Capital, never thinking about leaving alive.
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Zhou Tong already is unconscious, and even despair and anger already withdrew from his consciousness. At the last moment, there was only a question.
Why doesn't anyone come to save themselves? Principal Shang only needs to move my finger to make me survive. Why am I dying?
Like those giant beasts on the northern snowy field, when they feel that they are about to die, they often subconsciously go to the most familiar place and wait for the coming of death.
For Zhou Tong, he is most familiar with the small courtyard in North Cavalry Lane, so he is going there.
There is actually very close to Road of Peace. When Xue Fu set up a sacrifice, he was able to drive his subordinates so quickly because of this.
Just going to climb over the snow-covered street, this road will become very long, not to mention, Jian Guang will still light up behind him from time to time.
Mo Yu still wields a sword from time to time, and every time the sword falls, a piece of meat is cut from the body of Zhou Tong.
Zhou Tong's blood, already, is about to run out, and the screams are getting weaker and weaker, until it becomes unheard, like an unconscious wooden man crawling on the snow.
The crowd on the sidelines appeared on both sides of the street. Their looks at was covered with blood Zhou Tong, kept being cut and humiliated. After the initial shock, it became a kind of peak thrill, even Mo Yu wave When the sword cut a piece of Zhou Tong, it would welcome a cheer from the crowd.
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The sky is still slightly snowy, and the night sky already on the west has stars.
The ground already of the courtyard in North Cavalry Lane was destroyed, and numerous sharp swords were cut into numerous fragments.
Zhou Prison is really ruined. Whether it is a building on the ground or a dungeon, or those cells hidden in the deepest part of the ground, it shows the true appearance.
Those tortures covered with residual blood and human fragments, and those with severed limbs and corpses formed a human purgatory.
Xue He opened the doors of all cells in advance, and the slightly injured prisoners fled, leaving only those seriously injured and dying prisoners who remained.
The prisoners who have suffered countless tortures are the most direct proof of this **** on earth.
The starlight is sprinkled on Zhou Prison. The beauty and purity of Saint is in sharp contrast to the bloody, dirty and ugly.
A dead silence.
Xiao De and the military's masters are as murderous, Hidden Pavilion's assassins are extremely sinister, but they have never seen such misery. Even Department for Purging Officials officials, looks at's **** prison cells and strange torture, I also feel a little disgusted. Obviously they usually watched already many times and personally executed countless times.
Or because these bloody, ugly pictures have never been exposed to the sky like they do now.
No trace of Zhou Tong was found.
A lot of noisy sounds came from outside the courtyard, but there was a strange sense of quietness.
Chen Changshen is covered in blood. I do n’t know if it ’s yours or someone else ’s.
He walked out of the courtyard. All the swords were sheathed by already, but no one stopped him.
People are everywhere on the street. It's dark, but there is a big space in the middle.
Zhou Tong was lying on the snow, dying, his body was full of wounds, and no one could count the number clearly.
Chen Changshen walked up to him.
Zhou Tong glanced up at him in a very difficult way, and actually recognized who he was, and gave birth to his last hope.
In his opinion, Chen Changshen must hate himself very much, otherwise it would not be possible to kill himself with so much heart.
He is not afraid that Chen Changshen hates himself, only that Chen Changshen hates not enough.
He firmly believes that he knows people's hearts well, and the more he hates them, the more he refuses to let the enemy die.
Come on, cut me more, torture me, shame me, choke me, feed me on lard, make me the ugliest fat man, and squeeze out my oil to light up!
Any way, as long as you don't kill me on the spot.
Please.
I don't know if I heard Zhou Tong's heart, Chen Changshen pulled out the sword.
No shame or torture, no cruel revenge, just a clear sword light, clean Killing Intent.
Doraemon, a thin blood line appeared on the neck of Zhou Tong, then spread rapidly and widened, and finally separated his skull from his body.
Zhou Tong is dead, eyes open, very confused.
Probably puzzled, why is it so simple?
Chen Changshen didn't look at the body of Zhou Tong any more, walked to Mo Yu and said, "You are here."
Mo Yu said, "Yes, here I am."
She felt a little tired, and sat directly on the snow.
Chen Changshen also felt a little tired, and sat on the snow beside her.
The shadow on the street corner fluctuated slightly. Zheqiu showed his figure. He was also very tired, but he did not sit in the snow because he knew that there would be fighting next.
The ground shakes, the snow is loose, and the hoof sounds like wind and rain.
Hundreds of Xuan Jia Yu Lin Jun came to the field.
Xiao De and other court masters separated for four weeks.
A dozen Tsing Yi Taoist priests have also arrived here at an unknown time.
Suddenly, a hoof sounded again, and a little **** arrived on a horse, holding a bright yellow imperial edict in his hand.
The decree naturally comes from the palace.
The **** announced the count of Zhou Tong in public.
Article 22 counts were calculated after the fact. At that time, no one could remember things that were too specific.
Everyone is in shock, whether it is an officer of Department for Purging Officials or a soldier of Yu Linjun.
Chen Changshen didn't remember the scene at the time.
He just remembered that the little eunuch's voice was a little sharp and a little erratic, and it was near and far, in short, it didn't seem to be true.
He also vaguely remembers that Ling Chi was mentioned at the end of the decree.
It was only Zhou Tong at this time, already became a corpse with murky flesh and Halving on the snow.
There is no way to thank.
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(I wish everyone a Happy New Year, the family is healthy, and everything is Ruyi (scepter). Second, this chapter is written very well. Third, there is no monthly pass this year, and there is only one hour left today, nothing to do, ask everyone Monthly tickets, please help me vote, of course, next year will continue to not vote, it will take this hour. Fourth, the chapter name of this chapter today is good, when I wrote it, I suddenly thought that the sharp sword in the snow is OK ... ...)