Outside the cell.

Execution!

Although this execution ground has been abandoned for a long time, there is still a strong smell of blood around it, and the mottled blood stains around it have long since turned yellow or even black. But the faint sense of slaughter in it is still quite profound.

At this time, the execution ground was full of prisoners who had just been released from the prison, and they were looking at Yang Mucheng with fearful eyes.

"I think you'll have to wonder why I let you out. Now, there are two paths before you! First, follow me to the death, and even if I let you die, you must not go against my will. ”

Yang Mucheng slowly stood up, and his clear voice resounded throughout the audience.

Of course, following me is not without its benefits. I will give you freedom, I will give you rights, I will give you endless money...... And what you do is that you must follow my orders no matter what, otherwise there is only a dead end!"

Glancing over the different expressions on everyone's faces, Yang Mucheng continued: "However, I don't like to force others either. If you don't want to follow me, it's okay, take a step forward, and I'll let you go. ”

And this kind of good thing?

The crowd whispered.

"I don't want to!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong man stood up. He was burly, with a scar on his face, and he looked very vicious, and his voice was like a bell, and when he spoke, the shocked people around him couldn't help but cover their ears.

"It's him!"

"Who is he?"

"He is a warrior monk of Tianlong Temple, and he has cultivated to the late stage of internal strength, because he has cultivated the incorruptible body of King Kong, and his strength is far better than that of martial artists of the same level. At the beginning, in order to arrest him, more than a dozen Ouchi masters were dispatched at one time, and seven or eight people were directly torn apart by him, and he was a well-known murderer!"

"It turned out to be him!"

"If he wants to leave, I'm afraid no one will be able to stop him!"

Yang Mucheng stared at the scarred man and asked with a smile, "You don't want to follow me?"

The scar man nodded and said, "That's right, I'm a weak person and don't like to pursue fame and fortune, so I hope the Holy Lord will let me go!"

Before the word 'go' was finished, Yang Mucheng was already blasted out with a sword.

The next moment, everyone's eyes widened.

In the depths of everyone's eyes, the scarred man's blazing eyes suddenly lost concentration, and his hands clasped his throat tightly, but he couldn't stop the blood spurting out wildly. In the end, he still couldn't support it, and his body fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no sound.

Another person killed?

The martial artist in the late stage of internal strength, in this young man, in the eyes of the current emperor, has no power to resist.

Is this really the puppet emperor?

Hiss hiss~

For a while, the sound of gasping cold air resounded on the execution ground.

"I forgot to say, there is another way! If you don't want to follow me, you'll have to die. You were able to survive because no one could kill you. But I can...... In the prison, no one can get out alive, and if they don't want to follow me, they can only die!"

Yang Mucheng slowly put the silver snake sword into the sheath, looked at the stunned crowd and continued: "Give you another chance, if you don't want to follow me, you can stand up, I won't force you!"

Is this still not forced?

If you don't follow you, you have to die, who is your opponent if you are so powerful?

Who would dare not listen to you?

The prisoners present no longer dared to think about anything wrong, and honestly knelt in place, all shouting in unison:

"We are willing to follow the Holy One!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yang Mucheng nodded and continued: "Among you, who is the strongest?"

"It's me!"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man with an urn sound walked out. "My cultivation has reached the peak of my internal strength!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he remembered this person, the other party's name was Ma Ping, who used to be a general in the Daqian Kingdom, but because of a defeat, the Daqian Kingdom lost seven or eight cities and lost nearly half of its territory, so it was thrown into the prison.

After Yang Mucheng returned to the palace, he also analyzed the battle that year. The initial defeat could not be completely attributed to Ma Ping, because the enemy country's army was four times that of the Daqian Kingdom, and defeat was a matter of course.

"It turned out to be Ma Ping!" Yang Mucheng nodded, "As an old minister of the Great Qian Kingdom, although you have made mistakes, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins." From this day forward, you are the commander of a hundred or so men. ”

"Thank you, Holy Lord!" Ma Ping was so excited that he knelt on the ground and shouted long live.

"Holy Lord, what should I do as the commander of these people?" Ma Ping came back to his senses, still confused.

Yang Mucheng laughed and said, "In the past three days, you don't have to do anything. You can eat, drink, and be merry, and in three days you will take everyone and ambush me in the palace, and I will do a great thing......"

Eat, drink and be merry?

Three days later?

Ma Ping was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.

Zhao Tianfan also thought of the fact that the civil and military officials were preparing to go to the court three days later, and his face suddenly changed.

At this time, the sky was still clear. But I don't know why there was a sudden dimness, and even the golden sun seemed to be faintly dyed with a trace of blood.

"It's going to change!"

......

Three days later, it rained heavily.

The pouring rain made the entire imperial city seem to be almost submerged, as if the sky had been pierced by someone, as if it were endless.

Palace.

Yang Mucheng sat upright, and Xiao Rong intimately put on a dragon robe for him, put on a dragon crown, tied a gold and jade belt, and put on purple and gold boots, which was upright and motionless, and also gave people a state of not being angry and arrogant.

"Today, you're waiting for me in the harem!"

Yang Mucheng got up slowly.

Xiao Rong nodded, and after a while, she was worried: "Holy Lord, it's raining too much today......"

Squeak~

Yang Mucheng pushed open the door and looked at the rain curtain outside the door, a chill flashed in his eyes.

"Heavy rain, it's better to kill!"

Immediately, he stepped out.

In the vast rainforest, Ye Wuheng's voice was like a bell:

"Go to court!"

"Hundreds of civil and military officials are here!"