Chapter 206: A fate

Chapter 206
"Mu Wushuang! Save me! You save me!"
Simon Kang shouted as if grabbing a straw, "You save me, I promise to never look at other women for the rest of my life. I will do whatever you ask me to do, OK?"
"laugh!"
Mu Wushuang suddenly chuckled, his voice like an empty valley orchid.
"Four princes, why do you think that I will save you?"
Simon Kang wanted to stand up excitedly, but the executioner stepped on his back, making him unable to move, he said loudly:
"You will definitely save me, or why did you come here? Wushuang, I was wrong before, and I was sorry for you, but I know you must still be affectionate to me, right? You have said wrong in front of so many people before I’m not married, have you forgotten?"
Feeling the strength of holding her hand clenching tightly, Mu Wushuang raised his head, the emperor's face was expressionless, but the coldness between his brows was showing his unhappiness, and the strength of clenching her hands showed that he cared far less for her. On the surface calm.
She curled her lips and smiled, held his hand tightly and released it, gave him a soothing look, walked a few steps forward, and stepped on the guillotine.
"You can't come up."
The executioner blocked.
"I only have a few words to talk to the Fourth Prince. Don't worry, I am not here to rob people." She chuckled.
She walked slowly, wearing a white brocade dress, spotlessly clean, incompatible with the and dirty guillotine.
The executioner forgot to stop him for a while, and when he recovered, Mu Wushuang had already arrived in front of him.
"Four Princes."
She has a soft tone.
Ximenkang was forced to kneel and could only look up at her at this time.
The sun was too strong at noon, and it was too dazzling when I raised my head, just like the feeling Mu Wushuang gave him at this time.
"Save me, Wushuang! Save me and I'll marry you, okay?" He wanted to stand up excitedly.
The executioner kicked him on his back again.
Mu Wushuang looked down at him loftyly:
"Four princes, the former Mu Wushuang is indeed that you did not marry, you must be, but she has been killed by your own hands. Do you know how she died? You kicked the wall to the wall, utterly angry Death, did you say that she died unjustly? What is wrong with her? She didn't do anything wrong, she just loved a scumbag, and the moment she died, as much as she loved you Hate, hate you for being unsympathetic, cruel, cruel, do you know what her greatest wish was at that moment? I want to kill you by myself!"
At this moment, Ximenkang's body was cold, and he could clearly feel the thick killing intent that suddenly burst out of Mu Wushuang when he said the last sentence.
"Aren't you dead? You are still alive! I know you must hate me before, but I have changed it now. You let the emperor save me and let the emperor forgive me my death. Don’t worry, Wushuang, When I am punished, I will do whatever you want me to do, and I will definitely marry you!" Ximenkang said anxiously, he didn't want to die, he just wanted to live!
"No, Fourth Prince, the former Mu Wushuang is dead. You killed him."
Mu Wushuang narrowed his eyes and said, his tone became cold.
Ximenkang shuddered, and he suddenly felt that she was not joking.
At this moment, Mu Wushuang suddenly smiled and looked at the executioner, she said:
"Brother Executioner, your sword is so evil, there are many dead souls under the sword, right?"
The executioner proudly said, "That is, I have been an executioner for ten years, and this knife has been with me for ten years. The dead souls under the knife don't say ten thousand, but five thousand is more than enough."
"Noon will be here soon, Brother Executioner, do you mind lending me your knife?"
The smile on her white jade face grew.
Confused by his beauty, the executioner nodded subconsciously and handed the knife over.
Mu Wushuang picked up the knife. This big knife was shining coldly in the sun, and Senhan's evil spirit lingered on the blade. It was really a fierce knife.
"Mu... Mu Wushuang, you... what are you going to do?"
Simon Kang trembled uncontrollably.
The people onlookers below were even more surprised-is Mu Wushuang going to kill the Fourth Prince himself?
The corners of Mu Wushuang's lips twitched, and his eyes fell on the tall and jade-like man under the guillotine without hindrance.
Seeing the emperor nodded slightly to her, the action was so small that she hadn't moved, but she laughed. The emperor knew what she meant by looking at him. He nodded to tell her, just do whatever you want. What if it gets bloody?
Mu Wushuang smiled brightly and slowly raised his broadsword.
"Four princes, the blood will pay for the blood, the life will pay for the life, I came here specially, not to see you, but to kill you."
"No! Mu Wushuang! You can't kill me!" Ximenkang backed away in fear.
The executioner suddenly pressed his head hard, and the guillotine separated his head and body into two parts. No matter how hard he tried to struggle, he couldn't move, and finally realized what fish is on the chopping board!
Mu Wushuang sneered, and slashed at Ximenkang's neck without mercy!
"what!"
Ximenkang's scream was very short, and his head fell to the ground as he raised the knife with his hand, blood was sprayed everywhere, and there were fear, unwillingness, and disbelief in his wide eyes.
To his death, he still thought that Mu Wushuang would not really kill him. There was a fluke in his heart, thinking that she was just threatening him.
As a result, he died.
Mu Wushuang returned the knife to the executioner, and never looked at Ximenkang's body again.
People die like a lamp, Mu Wushuang, I will help you with Ximenkang, you can feel at ease.
As she walked down step by step, she could see the fear in the eyes of many onlookers. Many people thought she was a weak and beautiful woman, but she did not expect to have such a cold side. This subverted their perception.
Mu Wushuang didn't care about the opinions of these people. Only the handsome and enchanting man below her eyes was her good uncle.
Her white dress is still as clean as ever, because at the moment she started, the blood splashed was blocked by the barrier arranged by the man. This man was still so overbearing. Ximenkang was dead, so don’t even think about taking his blood. Contaminated her a little bit.
Led by this man, through the crowd, back to the palace.
The first thing he did when he returned to the palace, he took the kerchief and wetted her to wash her hands, and washed her hand with the knife and even the crevices of her fingers several times.
"Uncle Emperor, do you dislike me?"
She pouted unhappy.
"No."
Without looking up, he continued to wipe her hands.
"My hands are going to be rubbed red by you. What is it that you dislike? You just think that my hands are dirty! A clean man!
She stayed away.
"Shuang'er, that knife killed too many people, and the breath of too many people is in your hands. I don't like it."
Long Moshen said.
Mu Wushuang turned his head slightly and glanced at him. His eyebrows were stern, but his deep eyes flashed with soft light, which made his iceberg-like face add unspeakable charm.
What kind of flying vinegar is really messing up!
But in my heart, how sweet it is.