I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 59: Bad performance

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

As soon as the Seventeenth Express was walking up the execution platform steps, a glamorous 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, frowned, and asked with a little dissatisfaction: "You are the executioner today?"

Who is she?

Seventeen's mind can't turn around.

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

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

"Yes!"

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

"It was originally arranged for his execution today!"

"Can you change one?"

Chen Kou replied directly: "This was arranged by Master Zhang himself. If you want to change temporarily, you need to get the approval of Master Zhang!"

"Huh!" The woman looked at Chen Kou dissatisfiedly, but Mr. Zhang, whom Chen Kou said, 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 walked away angrily, and the accompanying guard forced a way out 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 nervousness of Seventeen, thinking of the other party's first execution, Chen Kou comforted, "Of course, if you can't It doesn’t matter, as long as you can stick to it!"

"Who is she?"

"The concubine room of the lord of the city, relied on being favored, a little domineering!" Chen Kou was quite disdainful of the woman in his tone, "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 Scarlet 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 ignore that woman."

"I suggest you follow that woman's words!" Chen Hao said in a serious tone, "Your Uncle Chen said it was okay. It was just your Uncle Chen comforting you. You are still young and don't understand how many women fall into hatred. Terrible."

"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 may still be implicated."

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

"But that woman is the one on the bed of the lord!"

Instinctively, Seventeen believed in Lord Sword Spirit even more.

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

"Kill them!"

"Knock them down!"

"My child, my child...uuuuu..."

"Beheading is too cheap for them!"

"..."

Various vicious insults and curses on the prisoner made Seventeen's head dizzy.

Seventeen held the hilt tightly in his hands and stood 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 torture platform, and countless mud, stones, and rotten eggs fell on the torture 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."

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

While reading the guilt, Seventeen raised his head and just saw the glamorous woman staring at him with her hands on the window frame just now upstairs.

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, and the hatred was like a turbulent tide, and the affected Seventeen felt a little unable to breathe.

Not only the feet are soft, but the hands holding the 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 shred the prisoners directly into their stomachs!

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

"You have no children, you don't understand!"

……

"Execution!"

Seventeen I heard these two words.

He stood in front of the first prisoner. The first prisoner was an unkempt middle-aged man. He was also hit by rocks and rotten eggs. His face was bloody. He raised his head to meet the hatred eyes of the crowd and said: " You bastards, you dare to hit your uncle with rotten eggs. If it weren't for Lao Tzu's tied hands, Lao Tzu would definitely kill you all!"

The rampant appearance of the middle-aged man completely aroused public anger.

"Kill him!"

"Hurry up!"

"..."

On the tall building in the distance, the nails of the glamorous woman 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 smiled at Seventeen, "Little guy, have you cut your head too much? Let grandpa teach you to chop here! "

Such an arrogant prisoner, Seventeen had been seen in Fu Yuanming's memory, but it was the first time he met in reality!

Holding up the scarlet epee with difficulty, he discovered for the first time that the epee 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!"

People in the audience are also urging.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"..."

Seventeen raised the heavy sword, and the heavy sword was lifted directly above his head.

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

He gritted his teeth and cut it 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!

The glamorous woman's face is so gloomy that she is about to drip!

Tu Yidao laughed freely and wantonly: "I knew it, I knew... I knew he would be like this! I laughed to death... I have lived with Tu Yidao for most of my life, the first time I saw such an executioner, I've gained a lot of knowledge, I've learned a lot...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!"

"Get down!"

"xx, get out of here for me!"

"..."

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

Tu Yidao smiled while holding his big knife: "There is no hair on his mouth, and I am insecure. When it is critical, I still want me to kill the field?"