The sun is hanging high, approaching noon.

Wen Zilong was in prison and killed the platform.

Beside him, the ten civil and military officials stood solemnly on both sides.

There is no way, the empire is just that big.

In managing politics, military, economy and other aspects, two barbarian dragons could have played with them.

However, considering that it is an empire after all, there is no match for the two ministers.

That's why Wen Zilong forced these ten ministers to come up with them.

Known as the ten civil and military officials.

Grand Secretary Mi stood beside Wen Zilong.

Although among the ten civil and military officials, his strength is the lowest.

However, the power is the greatest.

He can almost be in charge of all affairs within the entire empire.

And on the execution platform, two barbarian dragons had been brought up.

One man, one woman.

The man's eyes were congested and his hair was messy.

The woman's eyes were filled with fear and her clothes were not in order.

Since the execution is to be executed today, Wen Zilong cannot let them die in prison.

So three days ago, they were given six grades of healing medicine respectively.

After taking the sixth grade of healing medicine, three days later, although the injury had not healed, it was not seriously injured.

A circle of 100 meters in diameter was drawn around the execution platform.

Outside the circle, barbarian dragons and humans were already crowded.

They all pointed at the two barbarian dragons on the stage.

"Is this a disciple of the outer sect? Is it kidding?"

"Aren't the outer sects all gods? These two look like gods? Are they just begging for food?"

"Bad, try to be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison for three days."

"It seems that even the gods of other sects are just like this."

Of course, there are also some more mature barbarian dragons who said worriedly:

"If you really kill them, you will offend the outer sect. I heard that the outer sects are in charge of the tenth-level Wuji powerhouse."

"Yes, will your Majesty have done this a little bit over?"

A young and energetic saying:

"No matter what kind of outer sect he is, what kind of tenth-level powerful he is. If he violates our national law, then he should deal with the law of the car, and he will definitely kill him."

"Is the ZTO Empire strong before? As a result, all their strong men were destroyed by the Dragon Emperor."

"Yes, there is no problem with Dragon Emperor."

The older man dragon was still worried.

"The Zhongtong Empire is incomparable to the outer sects. They were not casually told about being promoted to gods. Perhaps, they are not real gods, but there is no doubt that their strength is strong."

...

On the execution platform.

The man and woman were pressed on their heads.

"Kneel down!"

The female barbarian dragon, seeing the dog-headed guillotine more than a foot wide on the slashing platform, changed his expression.

As soon as his legs were weak, he fell down and knelt down.

But that man's eyes were red.

The body is holding on.

He shouted:

"I am a disciple of the outer sect, and I am a disciple of Chaotian Sect. How could I kneel down to you ordinary ants?"

Wen Zilong looked at the male barbarian dragon coldly.

"Either, kneel down. Or stand like Grand Secretary Mi."

As he said that, he glanced at Grand Secretary Mi.

The male barbarian dragon was reminded by Wen Zilong, and his face changed suddenly when he remembered that three days ago, Grand Secretary Mi's legs had an inverse joint, broke 90 degrees forward, and was still "standing".

Behind him, two barbarian dragons gently kicked him in the bend of his legs.

thump--

The male barbarian dragon immediately fell to his knees on the execution platform.

Outer sects have always regarded ordinary barbarian dragons as ants.

But now, he, a genius from the outer sect, knelt in front of so many ordinary barbarian dragons.

This was a great shame to him.

However, as the saying goes, those who insult others will always insult them.

You disrespect them and want them to respect you?

Don't dream about daydreaming.

After a moment, the male barbarian dragon raised his head and looked at Wen Zilong.

Among the two stops, there was a look of ruthlessness.

"Three days ago, I have notified my master. At this time, I am afraid that it will be coming soon. If you dare to kill me, you will be buried with you in the entire Dragon Xiao Jiutian Empire!"

Wen Zilong didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Turning around and asking Grand Secretary Mi next to him: "How long will it take?"

"It's still five minutes away," said Mi Dashu.

Wen Zilong frowned:

"Can't you be five minutes earlier?"

Grand Secretary Mi shook his head:

"Beheading at noon is the rule you set by Your Majesty. If you don't even follow the rules you set by yourself, who will keep them?"

If it were in the past, Wen Zilong would have been willful: I am an emperor, and the rules I set were for you, not for me.

But when the words came to my mouth, I remembered the way Grand Secretary Mi looked like three days ago.

He finally swallowed the words back.

"Forget it, just wait for another five minutes."

"But, just waiting like this is embarrassing and boring. Do I want to say something?"

Grand Secretary Mi replied:

"Before the execution, your Majesty can say anything."

Wen Zilong asked: "Is it okay to tell jokes?"

“…”

Grand Secretary Mi has a black line.

The ten civil and military officials on both sides are also black lines.

I said, can you tell jokes? Don’t you think you have a 13-digit number in your mind?

I'm about to start a trial and ask, are you telling a joke?

Is it appropriate?

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

"I'm just kidding and liven up the atmosphere."

The barbarian dragons once again had a black thread.

At this time, you should have a yarn atmosphere.

Wen Zilong ignored them anymore and turned to look at the barbarian dragons and humans below.

Then he spoke:
To be continued...