Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

The Imperial Master closed his eyes in pain. Yan Siqing knew that he was not regretting why he did not stop the Beisheng people from abusing the original owner.

He just regretted why he didn't kill the princess directly from the beginning, which led to the Beisheng Kingdom falling into such a situation.

On the stage, the two civil officials had already stopped writing.

Yan Siqing said meaningfully, "Master, why don't you go and see what interesting things these two adults have written."

Without waiting for the Imperial Master to speak, Yan Siqing directly controlled his divine power to throw him up, and said in a cold voice, "Read it."

The Imperial Master picked up one of them, took a quick glance at it, and his pupils suddenly widened. Is this really something that Bei Sheng’s parents could write?

At first, he thought that these ministers could think of the most vicious methods, and they were no more than the punishments in the prison, but now it seems...

"What Lord Zhang wrote is: break off a hundred or so thin needles, throw them into the mouth to seal it, and then send someone to slap the person until the needles pierce the face... Finally, cover the person in a steamer and cook him..."

Yan Siqing: "What are you cooking? Our Imperial Master, can't you read?"

The Imperial Master was so frightened that he quickly dropped the paper, as if he was afraid it would be contaminated by something dirty. "Cook it, cook it, cook it!"

When these words were spoken, all the survivors were shocked.

I don't know what these people are so surprised about. They have done this kind of thing often, haven't they? Now that their own people have to bear it, they are surprised?

Why, when these criminal laws were first invented, weren't they intended to kill people?

Upon hearing this, another civil official's eyes immediately turned red with anger, "Zhang Bozhong, you are so cruel!"

Hearing this, Zhang Bozhong snorted disdainfully, "Could it be that you, Zhao Jun, showed mercy?"

Zhao Jun heard this and smiled grimly, "Just wait and see."

The Imperial Master reached for the paper in front of Zhao Jun again, and then he felt his eyes go dark and began to read haltingly.

"Zhao... Lord Zhao wrote: You can strip the person naked, throw him into a rolling nail bed, let him roll around, and then use a special hanging cage to hang him in the downtown area for people to watch, let him be exposed to the wind and sun, and after the person is still alive, throw him into the pig, cattle and sheep roll and let him die on his own."

The national teacher recited faster and faster, and when he uttered the last word, he felt relieved.

"Which one do you think is better, Imperial Master?"

Before the Imperial Master could make a judgment, Yan Siqing said, "Since it's hard to tell who won and who lost, then both of them will lose."

The two civil servants, who were originally waiting for the verdict in cold sweat, looked drastically changed when they heard this.

After all, Yan Siqing said at the beginning that whoever loses will have to try all the methods given by the other party.

To this end, they deliberately put in all their effort and racked their brains to write these vicious methods.

If it is used on them, life would be worse than death!

"You, how could you..."

"How can you go back on your word and break your promise like this?" Yan Siqing interrupted the conversation leisurely, then put on a kind smile, "Sir, do you really think I'm a kind person?"

One sentence left the other party speechless.

Yan Siqing yawned, "Oh my, it's getting a bit boring, let's stop here for today."

The remaining survivors finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The national teacher is still doubting why the divination he just made is inaccurate?

The next moment, Yan Siqing waved his hand and pushed all the people except the two civil servants towards the group of scorpions.

The screams of ghosts came one after another.

The national teacher was shocked, "You...you!"

Yan Siqing glanced at him coldly, "I said, no one in the palace today can escape!"

After saying that, he threw the national teacher over again.

The Imperial Master shouted, "Do you really think that you can leave Beisheng safely after killing us? I have hundreds of thousands of Beisheng troops, can't I take you down?"

"When the other adults in the city find out that we are dead, it will be your death! Death!"

Yan Siqing smiled gently, "Then, Master Imperial Master, you don't need to worry about it~"

Before the Imperial Master could comprehend what he meant, a dark shadow suddenly appeared beside him.

"Mu, General Mu?"

No, General Mu had already been pushed towards the scorpion group, how could he have the strength to stand up.

But at this critical moment, he didn't wait for him to think too much and shouted, "General Mu, save His Majesty!"

General Mu stopped where he was, and did not move.

Then he touched his body with his hands.

"Wow! So beautiful!" Several different tones added together and came out of General Mu's mouth, it was as weird as it could be.

General Mu jumped out of the scorpion group, spread his arms in the open space, and turned around like a cute little girl.

"Master, do I look good?"

"nice."

The Imperial Master was terrified. Possessed! Possessed!

This witch even has the ability to let poisonous scorpions possess people!

Afterwards, another possessed person jumped onto the open space. Who else could it be but the Fifth Prince?

He was seen looking towards the platform with starry eyes.

"Master, who is more beautiful?"

"They all look good," said Yan Siqing, a master of keeping things balanced, even speaking in the same tone.

Then a third one popped out, and a fourth one...

Seeing the princes and ministers of Beisheng being possessed one after another, the Imperial Master felt a tightness in his chest and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"I, Bei Sheng, am dead!"

The remaining scorpions were driven away, the barrier was opened, and the palace doors and windows returned to their original appearance.

The entire hall continued to be bustling, no one knew what was going on, and there was not even the slightest smell of blood.

The princes and ministers continued to drink and watch the singing and dancing.

No one would have thought that this group of people had already changed their souls.

Yan Siqing sat on the high platform, looking at the scene of clinking glasses in front of him, and slowly raised his eyes to look in the direction of the Kingdom of Nanyue.

"It's time to meet up, everyone."