Chapter 1130: Destiny Showdown

The central square of Linjiang has been set up as a execution ground with full martial law. There are armored vehicles waiting to be battled around. Armed soldiers are centered on the execution ground. Three steps, one whistle, five steps and one post. All areas within kilometers.
There are a few reflections in the windows of the building. Although it is not clear what it is, they are probably observers and snipers. The hidden area on the ground is also covered with a lot of dark whistle. Any possible danger will be Destroyed the first time.
In the temporary stand of the execution stand, Ou Chen, wearing the Grand Marshal robe worn by his grandfather, sat boringly on the main seat. All the imperial generals did not have their own seats, but kneeled on the side like dogs, with foreheads On the ground, sit on your knees, and only the knives stand with the knife.
In front of Ou Chen, the body of a dancer fell to the ground with edema, and her body was covered with blood-stained crossbow, her eyes half-open and half-closed like a walking dead.
In just a few dozen days, more than a hundred dancers have been killed in this torture, and now this body is just a trivial microcosm.
Ou Chen glanced at the watch impatiently, and suddenly found that some blood had been spilled on his hand, he wiped the blood off with the sleeve of the Grand Marshal's robe, and frowned and asked, "Why haven't you come?"
An imperial general crawled over on his knees, hugged his forehead to indicate humility, and said, "According to the timetable, the bandit leader Mo Qian should be shown at this time, the execution team soldiers may be delayed."
"Oh. Send someone to the firing squad soldiers' home and kill their parents and children." Ou Chen played the crossbow on her hand, her voice was as easy as "pour me a glass of water".
The general did not dare to question and neglect in the slightest, nor was he qualified and courageous to neglect, and he climbed out silently, preparing to declare the death penalty of the executioner's family.
However, just as he looked up, preparing to convey the news, two unexpected figures were captured in the distance. He half-opened his mouth, and the whole man froze in place. All his voice disappeared into his throat. .
In the distance, there was a little commotion among the soldiers in charge of the alert. For a moment, his eyes flickered. You look at me, I look at you. They want to perform the duty of blocking, but under the inexplicable coercion, it seems as if there is a The invisible wall made them want to move but did not dare to move.
In the eyes of the soldiers, Mo Qian walked to the edge of the execution platform, Yang Yang followed him behind. From the dirty clothes, they apparently just came out of the dungeon, but did not wear shackles or The firing squad escort.
At first, some soldiers speculated whether the bandits secretly sneaked into the dungeon, killed the firing squad soldiers, and rescued Mo Qian.
But if this is the case, why did Mo Qian come to the execution stand prepared for himself?
Facing the complicated eyes around him, Mo Qian felt sharp at the back for a while. He could not tell which friendly and hostile, and I wonder if anyone would suddenly rush out and attack him.
He looked back subconsciously, and Yang Yang was still following him unhurriedly. The girl seemed to touch the emotions in his heart and said in a very reassuring voice, "Go forward, I have been with you Behind. "
Now that the partner is behind, there is nothing to be afraid of. Mo Qian raised his head and walked to the execution platform with an upright posture.
In order to expand the influence of the execution and attract more bandits to rescue, the news of the execution of Mo Qian was released early, and Ou Chen specially invited reporters from all over the country to show his majesty.
At this moment, all cameras have been pointed at the execution platform, and the pictures have been broadcast to the leaders of the remaining or new countries, so that they can clearly see this unforgettable scene:
Under the vast expanse of the sky, a sinner, a marshal, and a disparity in status looked at each other.
From the end of the first year's calamity that collapsed, the heroes and heroes merged, until the era when the stars fell, the years are like shuttles, without the legendary characters in the poems appearing, those people have died. There are no huge ornate palaces as battlefields, only this shabby torture platform, only silence, and a vast expanse of people.
The old people who have covered the sky with one hand have left, and the two people who are driven by fate eventually meet here. They were unknown in the past, but at this time, they are the protagonists of this world.
Now, Ou Chen was very calm. She kept grabbing the nut snacks on the table next to her and delivered them to her mouth.
Mo Qian saw this, smiled softly, and asked tentatively: "Why don't you talk to me? I thought that on this occasion, we should have a lengthy conversation about life and destiny, justice and evil, and leave a deep impression on people. impression."
"What is there to say?" Ou Chen took the Grand Marshal robe as a napkin and wiped off the snack crumbs. Then she looked at Mo Qian and said, "I don't talk to the dog, and I'm still a dead dog."
Mo Qian watched the marshal robe on Ou Chen, his eyes fell on the dirt that had just been stained, and his voice was a little heavy: "Your grandpa is a good marshal, but you are not qualified to wear it."
"Play a game." Ou Chen's tone was very relaxed, just like playing with his own dog to lose the ball, he threw the crossbow in his hand to Mo Qian's feet, spread his arms and said, "Shoot an arrow."
Mo Qian didn't look at the crossbow at his feet. He gave a short laugh and said, "What? You want me to trigger a knight vow and be attacked by the sword?"
"Aren't you playing? OK, change me." Ou Chen pulled out the spider's needle and shot Mo Qian.
"Oh!" The needle-shaped bullet whistled, but Mo Qian didn't hide or blink, and didn't even blink his eyes. He knew that the gun couldn't hit himself.
Just as the needle-shaped bullet was about to hit the noodle door, a slender little hand reached into the sight and pinched the center of the bullet lightly. The needle end was only a short distance away from Mo Qian, but it was just a short distance away.
Sheep stepped lightly in front of Mo Qian, her fingers beating as the rhythm of the music, letting the dangerous poison needle roll and roll at her fingertips, but did not hurt the skin, she looked up to Ou Chen, With a smile, he pointed to Han Tinghou, who was in the hands of Zhidao Kuang, and said, "I like the knife in his hand. How about sending it to me?"
Ou Chen shrugged her shoulders ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and said casually: "Take off your clothes, kneel in front of me, and lick my shoes. This is the most basic attitude of asking for people, isn't it?"
The poison needle stopped in Sheep's hand, she smiled and said, "I have a better way."
"Yeah!" Yang Ye's hand turned into an afterimage, and the poisonous needle whistled and struck Ou Chen.
"Oh ..." A small crackling sound came, and the quaint Hanting Hou blocked in the air and stopped the spider needle.
The knight's vow was triggered, and the corner of Ou Chen's mouth raised a cruel arc, looking at Yang Yang's eyes was like looking at a dead person.
The knife slammed in front of Ou Chen, and while walking towards Yang Yu, he held Han Tinghou's knife handle with his hands.
"唰 ..." When pulled out, Han Tinghou reflected the sunlight from the dome, the serpentine fine lines came to life, and the blood on the blade was covered with intricate and intricate bloodstains. With a terrifying horror and murderous spirit, the rain came to me, as if accompanied by the miserable roar of the dead soul under the sword.
The first sword in the world, come out of the sheath!