"Did I strike too hard?"

Yang Wuguo, who was hiding in the crowd, couldn't help but turn his head when he looked at Dai Mubai, who had fainted with his head turned upside down.

"No, you did what I was trying to do." Niu Ben beside him threw down a bowl of large gravel and shook his head.

On the other side, the guard finished speaking, closed the document, and glanced at Dai Mubai, who was already drowned in various fruits, vegetables, and filth.

Announce loudly.

"The verdict is now that Dai Mubai will be sentenced to death and will be executed immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two guards responsible for the custody turned pale. They suppressed their nausea and stepped forward to open the prison van. Then they skillfully hooked the chain with a hook, and with one force, Dai Mubai was pulled out of the prison like a dead dog.

Drag it out of the pile.

Then he was dragged all the way to the guillotine, and together they picked up a basin of water and poured it on him.

The debris and filth on Dai Mubai's body were immediately washed away, and he faintly woke up.

When he gradually regained consciousness, his neck had been pressed into a semicircular slot, his hands were locked, and there was a two-meter-wide guillotine on top.

Glancing left and right, he suddenly felt a tremor all over his body, his face turned pale, he kicked his feet, struggled desperately with his hands, and shouted desperately:

"No, you can't do this"

Before he finished speaking, the scenery in his eyes continued to rotate and change, and then his consciousness disappeared.

The incision was bleeding profusely, and his head rolled far away.

A few days later, outside Haotian Sect.

"As expected, everyone has moved away?" Sword Douluo said calmly.

"Damn, where did you go from?" He glanced at Yang Wudi, who had a gloomy face not far away. Yuan Zeqing, who was guarding the perimeter, was also very angry, "We have already sent people to keep an eye on everyone around here before the All-Continental Soul Master Competition is over.

It’s so tight, people are running away now?”

Sword Douluo slowly walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down, "I walked from here. There is an underground river below. Although it is frozen for thousands of miles outside, the water in the underground river below is warm and can be used by small boats.

, everywhere you pass are high peaks and snowy ridges, extremely secluded.”

Yuan Zeqing lowered his head and glanced at the bottomless cliff where the cold mist was billowing. He gritted his teeth and said, "Nah, this is fine!"

"It's okay, it's just a matter of plan." Sword Douluo said calmly: "If you run away, the outcome will only be worse!"

"What's more, it also involves the entire Star Luo Empire. It's not a loss."

"Let's go." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Wuhun City, Pope's Palace.

"Under the Pope's crown, the Haotian Sect escaped through the underground river at the bottom of the cliff."

"Very good, the content of the engraved image stone will be distributed to the mission halls in various places as planned, and will be played in turn every day."

"Let all the secret sentinels of the two empires be dispatched. The Haotian Sect is treasonous and intends to interfere in the national affairs of the Star Luo Empire and support the escaped fourth prince Dai Mubai as the emperor."

"And now, Tang Hao, who has taken the initiative to attack civilian villages and viciously attacked spectators during the soul master competition, and his son, the evil soul master Tang San, is being taken away by the Haotian Sect and fled to the Star Luo Empire. He is suspected of absconding in fear of crime."

"Haha, let me publicize the glorious deeds of their father and son."

"In addition, Haotian Sect took the initiative to tear up the agreement to retire. From today on, the agreement is invalid."

"yes!"
Chapter completed!