Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 524 The Trial Recorded in History

The busiest street in Daqing.

A five-meter-high stone platform rises from the ground and stands in the downtown area.

The eyes of countless people gathered.

There is excitement, doubt, horror, and admiration.

Obviously.

Except for a few idiots with real brains, most common people know what Shen Jian wants to do.

Because of this, they are so admired.

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

With such thoughts in mind, everyone was watching quietly.

Looking at the tall platform, there was a lonely and arrogant person who supported Qing Kingdom's law and justice with his own strength.

And the sole executor.

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

The Zhenfu Envoy is the last conscience of the Qing Kingdom.

the other side.

Seeing the high platform being built, seeing the flow of people gathering, and finally forming a mighty crowd, Shen Jian knew that the time was right.

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

Prince Li's face was pale, and the pain of his legs being mutilated was not comparable to his fear at the moment. He said in a panic, "You can't kill me, I am the prince, and my elder brother is the emperor of the Qing Kingdom. If you kill me, Daqing will come back again." Without a place for you to stand, you will be hunted to the last drop of blood, and you will be in pain for the rest of your life."

Perhaps because of being executed in public and watched by countless pairs of eyes, this noble prince still maintained his last bit of calmness: "Don't make the same mistakes again and again, I'm not dead yet, everything can be redeemed, if you feel unhappy, You can put me in a prison in Beijing and never get out for life."

Prince Li panicked.

It never occurred to him that one day he would miss the environment of the prison.

He doesn't want to die yet.

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

Normally, even if Li Gui was beheaded, he could rely on his supernatural immortality to put his head back back.

As for the punishment, it is to use a special ghost weapon to prolong the recovery time of the ghost, so as to achieve the result of death.

But this death is not inevitable.

If there is an existence above the level of ghosts and gods to help, then consciousness will soon be revived and a new life will be regained.

This is the principle of the Praetorian Guard.

however.

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

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

Even if the legs were retrieved and reattached, in a sense, they were no longer his legs.

The damaged ghost will not be restored by the recovery of the residual body.

For Li Gui, this is more terrifying than a crash.

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

In this regard.

Shen Jian was indifferent.

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

Prince Li was terrified.

The sword was only [-] 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 plunge into his neck.

Think of this.

Prince Li tensed up all over.

Even the voice was distorted: "It's me, it's me, Prince Li, who betrayed the information of the Qing Kingdom and caused a city to be slaughtered."

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

Hear this.

A bit of struggle appeared in Prince Li's eyes.

Shen Jian was not used to it either.

The Seven Star Swinging Demon Sword was suppressed.

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

this moment.

Prince Li completely collapsed.

The fear of death overcame everything, he shouted: "Because Your Majesty, Your Majesty saved 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 interrogate me."

As soon as this word comes out.

It's like stirring up a thousand waves.

The group of ghosts were excited, their faces full of disbelief.

Everyone knew that the Crown Prince was in power in the current court. From their point of view, the Crown Prince and those ministers made their own decisions and acquitted Prince Li without authorization.

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

This time.

It made many ghost people who had some hope for the Qing Kingdom show disappointment.

The prince betrayed the country, and the emperor shielded him.

The owner, who was supposed to resolutely maintain Qing's interests, resold his own things instead.

This Qing Kingdom is hopeless.

At this moment, the group of ghosts only felt that something in their hearts collapsed.

Shen Jian clicked his tongue.

A situation like Qingguo's is rare in the world.

No matter which dynasty it is placed in, it is the existence of no one before and no one to come after.

He even had some doubts, did Emperor Qing want to rebel himself?

Thinking.

An extremely cold voice sounded.

"Under the order of the crown prince, come to kill the rebellious envoy."

The words fall.

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

There are all kinds of dead people on his body.

The leader was a dead man who had just crawled out of the grave. Grave soil kept falling from his body, and his body was filled with a rotten and festering aura.

The spiritual coercion emanating from it caught everyone's attention.

spirits.

That is impressively a ghost.

Upon seeing this, Prince Li was overjoyed: "Commander of the imperial guards, quickly save this king and kill this beast."

While speaking, there was hope in his eyes.

The commander of the imperial guards, a ghost-level ghost, and among the ghosts and gods, he is also the best.

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

He was not Shen Jian's opponent after drinking the blood of ghosts and gods, he admitted it.

After all, he is not a real ghost, and there is still a difference between ghosts and gods that rely on external forces and real ghosts, but the commander of the Imperial Guard is not only a ghost, but also one of the best.

He didn't believe that Shen Jian could still show off his prestige in front of the opponent.

"Don't worry, my lord, wait for me to take this dog..."

The commander of the Imperial Guard smiled sullenly.

But next second.

He couldn't smile.

His face became even more rigid.

When Shen Jian waved his hand, a bright golden light bloomed behind him.

The golden light dissipated.

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

The light on his body is so intense that it seems to blind people's eyes.

Can't look at it at all.

"Who do you say... you want to take down?"

Shen Jian looked at the commander of the imperial guards, and wherever he looked, bright clusters of light were aimed at him one after another. If there was any disagreement, he would release the golden beams and beat them into a hornet's nest.

this moment.

The commander of the Imperial Guard was dumbfounded.

The eyes are wide open.

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What the fuck is this special effect?
I haven't moved yet, so you just open it on the spot?
Oh no.

Hang up on the spot?
Tsao, you're just kidding.

If you act like this, it will appear that what I just said was dumb.

At this moment.

The commander of the imperial guards looked constipated.

The horror in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

He swallowed his saliva, looking at those bright light clusters with fear.

Because he could clearly sense that the spirit brewing in these light clusters had reached a level of horror, and each miniature light cluster was comparable to the entire yin energy of a ghost. If they attacked him together, he would be killed.

The deadly kind.

He thought about it.

The duty of the commander of the imperial guards is to protect the palace, and everything outside the palace is out of his control, so strictly speaking, everything that happens here has nothing to do with him.

soon.

The commander of the Praetorian Guards convinced himself.

He showed a helpless expression to Prince Li.

"I'm sorry to bother you, I forgot that I still have soup at home, and the stew is old hen, so it can't be stewed for too long."

Say it.

The commander of the Janissary turned around and left.

The other members of the Imperial Guard looked at the departing boss, a little dazed.

what?
Boss, you are a dead person who sleeps in the graveyard, and you still cook old hen soup?

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

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

"Hey, then I'll go too, just because I have some experience in this matter."

"You are all gone, so what am I going to do here? It's stewed old hen soup, who can miss this."

"Cowards, run away, as a member of the Imperial Guard, I feel ashamed for you, I want to - to condemn your behavior."

The last member of the Imperial Guard looked at his teammates who were running away with disdain, and chased after them, strongly condemning their immoral behavior.

"..."

The people in the audience watched all this with dumbfounded eyes.

I just feel that the three views have collapsed.

Simultaneously.

They were a little curious in their hearts: Is this stewed old hen soup guaranteed to be authentic?
the other side.

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

Almost vomiting blood.

What the hell is making soup.

You are a majestic ghost, or you are the commander of the imperial guards, what is your duty?What about your morals?What about your allegiance?

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

"The person in the way is gone, and it's up to you next."

Seeing the commander of the imperial guards go away, Shen Jian's eyes flickered, after thinking about it, he still resisted the urge to rush up and catch him back.

after all.

His current personality is set up as a good official for the country and the people, and it is really difficult to arrest the commander of the Imperial Guard.

then.

Shen Jian turned his attention back to Prince Li.

The voice was like Hong Zhong said: "Prince Li of the Daqing royal family is suspected of framing good ministers, helping the tyrants, betraying the intelligence of the Qing state, causing a city to be slaughtered, tens of thousands of people were killed, blood debts, unforgivable, according to the laws of Daqing..."

The words did not come to an end.

There was an earth-shattering roar from the audience:

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

The deafening roar echoed in the streets and alleys.

this moment.

Unprecedented cohesion of the hearts of the people.

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

Shen Jianfu is in his heart.

He raised the simple seven-star magic sword, and the voices of ghosts and gods rang.

If the king of Hades comes in person, he will demand his life.

"His crime—should be punished!"

The words fall.

laugh!
Prince Li's head was chopped off.

Heads rolled down.

It reflected Prince Li's face of extreme fear.

That moment.

The world in Prince Li's eyes turned around, he saw the scarlet sky, his own corpse, and Shen Jian standing indifferently.

There was only one thought left in his mind: how dare he kill me!
The head rolled off the stone platform.

Prince Li is still trying to get back to his body, but the wound from the seven-star swinging demon sword cannot heal even a mandala ghost, let alone a top ghost king.

Gradually, his consciousness completely dissipated.

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

He deserved his death.

Also this day.

It is recorded in the history books of Daqing: Daqing from the Sipin Town Fushi envoy killed Prince Li angrily in the imperial capital, and the cry resounded throughout the Qing Kingdom.

The whole country is boiling.

(End of this chapter)