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The god of war, Sikong Han, was shot by the little monarch, and his neck was broken with an arrow. The blood spring gushed out and splashed all over the ground. After he died, there was still a look of astonishment on his face, as if he could not believe that he would really die or be shocked by the little monarch. Hidden. Snowflakes fell in his eyes, and immediately melted with blood.


The executioner was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down, for fear that the little monarch would shoot him to death because of his poor performance.

The execution ground was silent, the guards who were kneeling on the ground never got up, and the jailer was still kneeling. Sikong Han didn't dare to act rashly when the blood flowed to his hands. Naturally, Nie Jia ignored these people, waved his servant to drag Jun Changyue down, and returned to the palace the same way.

The people kneeling on the execution ground secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The death of the God of War was deplorable, but the little murderous intention revealed by the little monarch just now was shocking. Jian Zhanguan stood up and wiped the blood on his hands. Seeing Sikong Han's expression of death, he sighed and shook his head. He instructed the guards to carry the body down and hang it on the city gate.

The way back to the palace was far away, and Nie Jia also instructed the eunuchs who were carrying the troopers to wander around the palace to see if Shi Chen was in the palace.

It was snowing heavily today and it was extraordinarily cold. In the palace, there weren't even a few snow-sweeping palace servants.

Although Jun Changsheng is violent but not lewd, but he never kills for profit, nor does he enjoy arrogance, money and women, he doesn't care, and he has lived like a lonely ghost since his legs were abolished. Such a monarch naturally has no official who is willing to send his daughter into the palace. The sons of the royal family of Yan were weak, the first king and queen died early, and they were looted by the mob. Today, there are only two masters, Jun Changsheng and Jun Changyue, in the huge palace.

These are all signs of ruin.

Nie Jia's heart is heavy, Jun Changsheng's past is too similar to his.

He stretched out his hand, and the pale palm was covered with snowflakes.

"It's so cold." Nie Jia said slowly, as cold as if his fingertips were frozen.

He remembered the past life, Chen always liked to kiss his fingertips with his hand, I don't know where he is now, has he come to this world too? The heavy mood made Nie Jia start to feel uneasy again.

After a full circle in the depressed palace, Nie Jia's lower back was numb and returned to the palace in disappointment.

After Nie Jia returned to the palace, all the sadness in his eyes had faded, and he ordered in a cold voice: "Tell the world, Sikong Han intends to rebel and cover the sky with one hand, so he will die, hang the city gate to show the public as an example, and kill those who dare to worship. No pardon."

The following response immediately went to do it.

In the original plot, Jun Changsheng chopped off Sikong Han's head and slashed the Sikong clan alive. After all, before Sikong Han's rebellion had risen, the commander of Xuanjia was defeated in one fell swoop. The people all over the world only know that the king killed the God of War Sikong, but they don't know why. Sikong Han's death was the last straw that broke the camel's back. The courtiers were furious and the common people were full of grievances. So in the end, Jun Changsheng was shot and killed.

Of course, Nie Jia is now proclaiming the cause of Sikong Han's death. Presumably the courtiers and the common people are unwilling to believe it. The people died under the dictatorship of the tyrant, and he is a hero worthy of being recorded in history.

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