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Chapter 93 Can you lend me your arms to cry for a while?

The sharp blade cuts across the neck and rubs quickly with the hard neck bones, making a muffled sound.

With more than a dozen bangs, more than a dozen heads fell to the ground. In order to maximize the fun, the hero specially ordered the executioner to execute in turn.

Unfortunately, Xiao Jianye was injured before and had a lot of blood. His blood pressure was insufficient, which disappointed the onlookers. Fortunately, those men in black were all soldiers, with strong blood and strong results. With one knife, the most awesome blood actually spurted out more than two feet away. The visual stimulation was amazing, which attracted the audience's cheers.

The hero sat on the prison slaying platform and subconsciously reached out to the side. A small red mud teapot was placed in his palm.

Just as he was about to praise Jiaqiao for being considerate, he suddenly realized that he didn't allow Jiaqiao to see such an inappropriate scene, so he didn't take her at all.

Turning his face, the newly-promoted glasses girl Tian Wanxi's pretty face came into his sight.

Since he had glasses, Tian Wanxi would appear in front of him from time to time, and the frequency was much higher than before the last time. Sometimes he could see him seven or eight times a day, and after asking questions, he would have nothing to say, which made him miss the days when Jia Qiao was alone by his side.

"In theory, you shouldn't have seen it." He muttered and took a sip of tea.

The girl pouted: "The teacher underestimated her again."

"So it's 'reasonable'!"

The hero shook his head, and Yu Guang saw Lu Jiancheng's face turned pale and his eyes were covered with blood. He smiled coldly in his heart, but his expression was concerned: "What's wrong with Uncle Lu? You are a veteran on the battlefield, so you shouldn't feel uncomfortable with just beheading! Could it be that he was injured by the criminal who robbed the law field before?"

Lu Jiancheng forced a dry laugh: "Thank you for your concern, I am fine, but my breath is a little disordered."

"Since that's the case, it's better for Uncle Lu to go back to his house to rest. Before Yinghe came back, my nephew would go see you after cutting off the head of the Heavenly Realm."

"Your Highness doesn't need to worry about a little thing." Lu Jiancheng stood up and saluted, "I'm leaving."

After walking down from the prison and killing platform, Lu Jiancheng had just gotten into his sedan chair when he suddenly heard the hero shouting: "These prisoners are all extremely evil people. If they die, they will be thrown into mass graves and leave people to guard them. They will confirm that the body was eaten by wild dogs, jackals and wolves before coming back."

puff!

Lu Jiancheng could no longer hold on and a mouthful of blood squirted on the curtain of the sedan chair.

"Go back... back home..."

When he said these two words, he was already in tears.

Those men in black were regarded as soldiers by the heroes. In other words, their son did not betray his father until his death, but his father personally ordered the son's head to be cut off.

He felt his heart as if it was penetrated by a spear, and it hurt into his bones. The flames of hatred were burning in his body, and his fists were clenched until his fingernails were pierced into his palms, and blood flowed.

Watching the sedan chair slowly fade away, the hero's raised mouth slowly calmed down, and he sighed for a long time.

"The teacher won another game, but he looked unhappy. Can you tell Wan'er why?"

After a moment of silence, the hero said, "When I was young, he hugged me."

Tian Wanxi was stunned, looked at the hero's side face deeply, and found the pain hidden in his eyes, and his heart suddenly became thrust.

No matter how profound the teacher is, he is only an 18-year-old boy after all.

"Human hearts will change," she said softly, "especially in the face of wealth and power, you cannot expect everyone to resist temptation.

In fact, most people can’t do it.”

The hero raised his face and looked at her and smiled: "Oh! At the beginning, I don't even need 'you'?"

Tian Wanxi did not quarrel with him this time, but said pity: "Actually, there is no need for you to maintain the dignity of the so-called young palace master at all times."

"What else can I do if I don't maintain it? Can you lend me a hug to me and cry for a while?"

The girl blushed and lowered her head, and after a while, she said softly: "It's not that...no..."

The hero's heart jumped violently, looked away, and smiled and said, "Thank you! But let's forget it. I just forced a father to execute his biological son, and the time, place and atmosphere were not right."

Tian Wanxi was a little disappointed, but then she was replaced by shock and pointed to the body beside the old locust tree that had fallen: "Well... is Lu Jiancheng's son in there?"

The hero nodded: "It was his son who was old and his only son."

The girl gasped and took a step back instinctively.

"Scared? Do you still want to lend it to me for your arms?"

Tian Wanxi immediately regretted it and took two steps forward as if she was angry, almost pressing her body against the hero's shoulder.

"You are the young palace lord of Baji Palace. The lives of millions of people in Shuangzhou are in your hands. It's just that the way of killing people is... unique, what's there to be afraid of?

I was just not prepared for a while."

The hero shook his head and said seriously: "If nothing unexpected happens, Lu Jiancheng should have reached the verge of collapse and may go crazy at any time. So, don't drag Jia Qiao and Dingxiang to go shopping lately, stay by my side to study honestly, but I found that your heart was a little drifting recently!"

Tian Wanxi cutely stuck out her tongue, took off her glasses, took out a piece of silk cloth to wipe the lenses carefully.

"Wan'er was not floating, but was just fascinated by this little thing. Especially after watching the "small hole imaging" experiment done by the teacher, it was difficult for me to calm down. The mathematical problems I loved in the past were all lost. I just wanted to know what the "light" we can see was.

Teacher, can’t you teach Wan’er more?”

At the end, she even grabbed the hero's shoulder and shook it around, like a child who acted like a coquettish and wanted to eat candy.

"Don't panic, dizzy."

The hero smiled bitterly, "I have told you many times, not that I don't teach you, but I don't know much. The records about Guang in the previous notes are only a few words. I can't make it up for you, right?"

"I don't believe it unless you show me that note."

"This is your real purpose, right?! Xiaoyang, his wings are hard, so he wants to kick the teacher away? Tell you, there is no way!"

Tian Wanxi's mouth was so pouting that she could hang an oil bottle. She moved a few steps to the side and turned her body to sulk.

"Before you want to learn to run, you must at least learn to walk and jump. Even if you give you notes now, you won't understand them. Do you understand?"

The hero also added in his heart: I haven’t started writing yet, it’s strange that I can understand the wordless heavenly book.

Tian Wanxi seemed to accept this explanation and turned her body back, but her mouth was still pouting.

At this time, a person fell from the sky like a broken sack, but it was the old man in Jinyi who was responsible for seducing the enemy before.

Immediately afterwards, Yinghe fell in front of the hero and reported: "Young Master, Xiao Chengan has already escaped as you expected."
Chapter completed!
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