After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Wei Wu was stunned, but when he came to his senses he was ecstatic and almost in tears with excitement.

This is teleportation!

Wei Wu had fallen victim to this move when he was being hunted by the Green Ox Immortal with the Feiyu Guard.

He was beaten so badly that he almost couldn't take care of himself.

I never expected to experience it again after so many years.

But this time, it was to save him.

Looking down at the four-clawed python robe on his body, Wei Wu became even more shocked.

In the past, although the shape-shifting was also changing, the clothes and items on the body would never be changed.

This change even included changing the clothes and belongings on his body.

He really only swapped the bodies, and didn't even move the cloth stuffing his mouth. The Green Ox Immortal's teleportation technique has improved.

At this moment, on the execution stake, the freshly-minted "scapegoat" was struggling frantically, twisting his body and howling.

Even from a distance, you can see his bulging blue veins.

However... the more he struggled and howled, the more distorted his face became.

So much so that no one noticed that the person tied to the execution stake had been replaced.

Only the leading executioner was slightly stunned, and felt that the face of the man in front of him seemed to have changed.

But he only paused for a moment before starting the execution.

The person is tied to the pillar, and no matter how he changes, it is always the same person. Most people are probably dazzled.

Soon, the long nails pierced into the scapula of the "assassin", that is, Prince Li Chenggang, sealing the true energy in his body.

Li Chenggang's frantic twisting suddenly became much weaker, but the sound became louder, and his body trembled with pain.

Then, the executioner dislocated his jaw joint, took out the cloth gag, poured all the previously prepared execution medicine into Li Chenggang's mouth, and then gagged him with the cloth again to restore the jaw joint.

For the execution department, if the prisoner does not say a word, the effect of watching the execution will be greatly reduced.

But if the prisoner is allowed to speak, the result will inevitably be fragrant curses and shouts.

Therefore, using a cloth to plug the mouth is the best choice.

It will not make the prisoner unable to make any sound, nor will it make the prisoner make any clear sound.

Wailing? Just making the sound is enough.

After nailing the scapula and feeding the medicine, the execution began.

The standard procedure is to first strip the prisoner of his clothes, then shave off all the hair, cut off some protruding body parts, and finally tie him up with a fishing net and tighten it tightly.

In this way, the prisoner's flesh will protrude from the mesh of the fishing net.

This is where the cutting begins, from bottom to top, one grid at a time, one layer at a time.

After finishing the film, tighten the fishing net and continue.

This cycle repeats itself over and over again. If the skills are good enough, the prisoner can be sliced ​​into a skeleton after three days and three nights, and he will still be alive.

There were countless precedents to follow, so the executioner naturally followed them.

But when the clothes of the "prisoner" were stripped off, it caused a sensation.

所有人看着树杈杈下面的那根豆芽菜，表情都成了这样：?6?2?5?5?6?2！

Four words: Delightful!

"Wow~"

"so small!"

"How could there be such a tiny chick in this world!"

“厉害?2?3(?2?9?6?1?0?6?7?0?6?1?0?7?2?9)?1?1！！”

"..."

The crowd was in an uproar. The men roared with laughter, while the women blushed and cursed: "Bah, it's not even as good as the sewing needle at home."

However, amidst the laughter, some people showed doubts.

That red-robed eunuch over there.

As the prince's personal eunuch, he had the honor of meeting the prince once when the doctor was seeing him a few days ago.

It's the same, as weak as vegetable teeth.

Seeing him today, it felt like déjà vu. Looking at the prisoner's figure again, it also looked familiar.

"Why does this prisoner look a bit like the prince?" The red-robed eunuch was frightened by the sudden thought and his eyes widened.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" After a pause, the red-robed eunuch couldn't help but shook his head. Like the leading executioner, he thought it was an illusion.

The prince is clearly right behind me.

Thinking of this, the eunuch plucked up his courage, turned his head and glanced behind the curtain with his peripheral vision.

I thought to myself that the person was there, but it was an illusion.

It must be an illusion.