Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

The busiest street in Daqing.

A five-meter-high stone platform rises from the ground and stands in the busy city.

The eyes of countless people gathered.

There was excitement, confusion, horror, and admiration.

Apparently.

Except for a few idiots who are really stupid, most civilians know what Shen Jian wants to do.

That's why they admire him so much.

The justice lost in the court must now be regained by the officials of the court.

With this thought, everyone watched quietly.

Looking at the arrogant figure on the high platform, he single-handedly supported the impartial executor of the Qing Kingdom's laws.

Also the sole executor.

Even though the other party knew that he was going against the imperial court and would be retaliated against in the future, he still chose to use this method to seek justice for the people of Qing Kingdom.

The governor is the last conscience of the Qing Dynasty.

the other side.

Seeing the high platform being built and the crowds gathering, eventually forming a huge crowd, Shen Jian knew that the time was ripe.

He looked at Prince Li who was kneeling on the ground and smiled sincerely: "How is it? Now you know why I didn't kill you before?"

Prince Li's face turned pale, and the pain of having his legs dismembered was not as good as the fear he felt at the moment. He said in a panic: "You can't kill me, I am the prince, and my brother is the emperor of Qing. If you kill me, Daqing will not be here again." Without a foothold, you will be hunted down to the last drop of blood, and you will be in pain for the rest of your life."

Perhaps because he was executed in public and watched by countless pairs of eyes, this noble prince still maintained his last trace of calmness: "Don't make the same mistake again and again. I'm not dead yet, and everything can be undone. If you feel unhappy, You can put me in a prison in Beijing and I won’t be able to get out for the rest of my life.”

Prince Li was panicked.

He never thought that one day he would miss the environment of Jinglao.

He doesn't want to die yet.

I don’t even want to be hacked to death by this sword.

Normally, even if a Li Gui is beheaded, he can rely on his supernatural immortality to put his head back on again.

As for execution, special ghost weapons are used to prolong the recovery time of the evil ghost and achieve the result of death.

But this death is not inevitable.

If there is help from beings above the level of ghosts and gods, one can quickly regain consciousness and regain a new life.

Such is the principle of the Praetorian Guard.

However.

The sword in this bitch's hand is very evil.

He couldn't even feel his dismembered legs, which completely disintegrated his body.

Even if the legs are retrieved and rejoined, in a sense, they are no longer his legs.

Damaged spirits will not be restored by retrieving their remains.

For Li Gui, this is more terrifying than death.

If his head is chopped off by this sword, he will really die.

To this.

Shen Jian was indifferent.

Putting the sword on Prince Li's neck, he said coldly: "Tell me, in front of the people, who is the real traitor?"

Prince Li was frightened.

The sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from him, but God didn't give him another chance.

He had an intuition that as long as he answered slowly, the sword would penetrate his neck.

Think of this.

Prince Li was tense all over.

Even his voice was distorted: "It's me, Prince Li. I betrayed the Qing Kingdom's intelligence, causing a city to be massacred."

"Then why were you acquitted?" Shen Jian said calmly.

Hear this.

There was a bit of struggle in Prince Li's eyes.

Shen Jian was not used to it either.

The Seven Star Demonic Sword pressed down.

The sword entered his neck, and ghost blood flowed down.

this moment.

Prince Li collapsed completely.

The fear of death defeated everything, and he shouted: "Because Your Majesty, Your Majesty has protected me. As long as Your Majesty does not change his mind, I will not be guilty, and the court will naturally not be able to try me."

As soon as these words came out.

It's like stirring up a thousand waves.

The ghosts were excited and their faces were full of disbelief.

Everyone knows that the prince is currently in charge of the court. In their view, the prince and the ministers took matters into their own hands and acquitted Prince Li without authorization.

But now, Prince Li told them that His Majesty knew about this and was willing to protect his brother to the death.

This time.

Many ghost people who had some hope of repaying the Qing Kingdom showed disappointment.

The prince betrayed the country and the emperor protected him.

The owner who should have resolutely maintained the interests of the Qing Kingdom has instead resold his own things.

This Qingguo is hopeless.

At this moment, the ghosts felt as if something inside them had collapsed.

Shen Jian clicked his tongue.

A situation like this in Qingguo is rare in the world.

No matter which dynasty it is placed in, it is unprecedented and unprecedented.

He even had some doubts as to whether Emperor Qing wanted to rebel on his own?

Thinking.

An extremely cold voice sounded.

"On the order of the prince, I came to kill the rebellious envoy."

The words fell.

On the roofs of houses on both sides of the street, figures emerged one after another.

The body was filled with all kinds of dead bodies.

The leader, a dead man who had just crawled out of the grave, had grave soil falling from his body, and his whole body was filled with an aura of decay and decay.

The supernatural threat it exuded made everyone pay attention.

spirits.

It was clearly a ghost.

When Prince Li saw this, his face was overjoyed: "Commander of the Imperial Guard, please save me quickly and kill this beast."

As he spoke, there was some hope in his eyes.

The commander of the Imperial Guards, a powerful ghost at the level of ghosts and gods, and one of the best among the ghosts and gods.

Because of the high level of terror, he was appointed as the commander of the Royal Guards, responsible for protecting the safety of the palace.

He admitted that he was no match for Shen Jian after drinking the blood of ghosts and gods.

After all, he is not a real ghost and god. The ghost and god who rely on external forces are still different from the real ghost and god. However, the leader of the Imperial Guard is not only a ghost and god, but also the best among them.

He didn't believe that Shen Jian could still show off his power in front of the other party.

"Don't worry, sir. When I capture this beast..."

The commander of the Imperial Guard smiled sadly.

But the next second.

He couldn't laugh anymore.

His face became even stiffer.

As Shen Jian waved, a bright golden light bloomed behind him.

The golden light dispersed.

The light clusters like miniature suns were like stars holding the moon, guarding Shen Jian in the center, making him look like a sun god.

The light on his body was so intense that it seemed to blind people.

Completely unable to see straight.

"You said...who do you want to capture?"

Shen Jian looked at the commander of the imperial guards. Wherever he looked, bright light groups were also aimed at the opponent. If they disagreed, he would release the golden beam and beat him into a hornet's nest.

this moment.

The commander of the Imperial Guard was dumbfounded.

Eyes widened.

grass

What the hell kind of special effect is this?

I haven't even moved yet, and you're going to turn it up on the spot?

Oh no.

Cheating on the spot?

Ci'ao, you must be fooling around.

If you do this, it will appear that what I just said was stupid.

At this moment.

The commander of the Imperial Guard looked constipated.

The horror in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

He swallowed and looked at those bright light groups with fear.

Because he could clearly sense that the supernatural power brewing in these light groups had reached a shocking level. Each miniature light group was comparable to the entire Yin Qi of a ghost and god. If they all attacked him together, he would be killed.

The kind that is completely dead.

He thought about it.

The duty of the commander of the Imperial Guard is to protect the palace. Outside the palace, everything is not under his control, so strictly speaking, everything that happens here has nothing to do with him.

soon.

The commander of the Praetorian Guard convinced himself.

He showed a helpless expression towards Prince Li.

"Sorry to bother you, I forgot that I'm still making soup at home. The stew is still an old hen, but it can't be stewed for too long."

Say it.

The commander of the Imperial Guard turned and left.

The other members of the Imperial Guard looked at the boss leaving, a little confused.

ah?

Boss, you're a dead man sleeping in a grave, and you still make old hen soup?

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

"Boss is busy making soup, I'll go take a look."

"Hey, I'll go too, I happen to have some experience on this matter."

"You've all left, so why should I stay? That's old hen soup. Who can miss this?"

"Coward, you ran away from the battle. As a member of the Guards, I feel ashamed of you. I want to condemn your behavior."

The last member of the Imperial Guard looked at his teammates who had escaped from the battle with disdain, chased after them, and strongly condemned their immoral behavior.

"..."

The people in the audience stared at all this in stunned silence.

I just feel like my three views are shattered.

at the same time.

They felt a little curious: Is this stewed old hen soup authentic?

the other side.

Prince Li looked at the leaving commander of the Imperial Guard with a look of despair.

Almost vomiting blood.

God makes soup.

You are a majestic ghost and god, or you are the commander of the palace guards. What are your responsibilities? Where is your moral integrity? Where is your loyalty?

Have you always been so ungrateful, or is it just today?

"The troublemaker is gone, and now it's your turn."

Seeing the leader of the imperial guards walking away, Shen Jian's eyes flickered. After thinking about it, he resisted the urge to rush forward and catch him back.

after all.

His current personality is that of a good official who serves the country and the people, and it is really difficult to capture the commander of the Imperial Guard.

then.

Shen Jian returned his attention to Prince Li.

The voice was as loud as a bell: "Prince Li of the Daqing royal family was suspected of framing good ministers, aiding the tyrants, betraying Qing's intelligence, causing a city to be massacred, hundreds of thousands of people to die, and a heavy blood debt, which is unforgivable. According to the laws of Daqing..."

The words were left unfinished.

The audience suddenly burst into earth-shattering roars:

"Be punished!"

"Be punished!"

"Be punished!"

Deafening roars echoed through the streets.

this moment.

People's hearts and minds are united as never before.

This is the public opinion of the people of Daqing who have been suppressed for several days and have nowhere to release it, and are extremely aggrieved.

Shen Jianfu to the soul.

He raised the simple Seven-Star Demonic Sword, and the sounds of ghosts and gods rippled.

It's like the king of hell comes and demands his life.

"His crime - he deserves to be punished!"

The words fell.

laugh!

Prince Li's head was chopped off.

Heads rolled down.

It reflected the extremely frightened face of Prince Li.

That moment.

The world in Prince Li's eyes turned upside down. He saw the scarlet sky, his own body, and Shen Jian standing indifferently.

There was only one thought left in his mind: How dare he kill me!

The head rolled down the stone platform.

Prince Li was still trying to return to his body, but even the Mantuo ghost and god couldn't heal the wounds from the Seven-Star Demon Sword, let alone a top ghost king.

Gradually, his consciousness completely disappeared.

Shan, a dignified member of the Daqing royal family and a noble prince, died on the execution platform in front of everyone, and died under Shen Jian's sword.

His death was well deserved.

This is also the day.

It is recorded in the history books of Daqing: The envoys of Daqing were promoted from the fourth rank, and Prince Li was furiously killed in the imperial capital, and the cry resounded throughout the Qing Dynasty.

The whole country was in an uproar.