Si Tian Guan Chapter 2

    Baishilei did not fully answer the Marshal's words.

    Liu Chongming ordered two sentences in total, the first is to keep him from dying, and the second is to not contaminate his innocence.

      And the most talked about, in addition to his divination of life and death, is the unparalleled appearance that is cold and peerless.

    Let this Liu Chongming's second order be full of charm.

    Many people vaguely remember that these two people were said to have had a very deep friendship a long time ago.

    Many people even speculated that Qu Sitian would most likely survive this time.

    A capable person like Qu Chenzhou, no one would really be willing to give up, just look at the two previous emperors.

    Liu Chongming didn't hesitate to answer this, and only answered one sentence: the emperor is still forgiven.

    No need to say more.

    The deposed emperor can be forgiven, but this person cannot be left no matter what.

    Qu Chenzhou knew nothing about these things outside—out of the Guanxing Pavilion, someone from the Control Department was ordered to wait for him there.

    After more than ten years, he fell into slavery again.

    The red-hot soldering iron smelled of burnt flesh, leaving a "Ming" character on his lower back.

    That was the place he was most afraid of pain, and Liu Chongming really knew better than anyone how to make him suffer the most.

    Only a brand mark affects the whole body, his legs can't use strength, but the horses in front are holding the ropes tied to him, and he has to step forward as the horses move .

      The red rope is tied behind the head.

    The road was crowded with onlookers.

    For these ordinary people, in the past, Lord Sitianguan was as high as a god, and only lived in legends, and no one could see it.

    Nowadays, the immortals are in distress and are dragged through the streets. Even if the war has just passed through the imperial city like now, no one wants to come and take a look.

    He was able to stagger at first, but the pain in his lower back made his legs tremble, his shirt was soaked with cold sweat, and he was soon dragged to the ground by the horse.

    Although there are soldiers who are separated by a distance, it can't stop the voices of countless people from coming.

    "That's Si Tianguan? I thought he was a **** with three heads and six arms!"

    "What kind of power are three heads and six arms? He can kill you without using his hands. He can't kill you by opening his mouth, isn't he still an immortal?"

    "Fairy ass! The dog is just a man's power, no one is behind his back, who cares what he says, he is not a dog."

    Someone tutted: "The murder is too heavy, I didn't expect to actually be born like this, I am afraid that the gods in the sky will look like this."

    "If he didn't look like this, how could he let the emperor obey him, and it's like this."

    "No wonder..." Someone stared and muttered: "If he would smile at me..."

    "Shut up!" Beside him yelled: "Don't die!"

      "

    "I heard that his eyes can see yin and yang and the future, but I don't know if it's true."

    "Who knows, it should be true!"

      "

    Of course, the accompanying officers were curious about this matter, and of course they have already seen it. Now that someone is watching something new together, of course, they are not happy to relieve their boredom, and quickly kicked the side.

    "I didn't hear what they said? Open your eyes! Your throat is hoarse, could you be blind?!"

    Qu Chenzhou's hands were tied behind his back, he could only pant and crawl on the ground, he was kicked awake in a trance, and slowly opened his eyes.

    The officer grabbed his hair and forced him to look up. There were crowds of people all around, scrambling to take a closer look.

    "Really! One eye blue and one gold?"

    "Let me see—he's looking at me!"

    Qu Chenzhou stared absently at the crowd surging not far away, wanting to say something.

    He wanted to say, he really envy them, to have such a dull life, to have a home to go back to, to have someone waiting for them at home, to talk and laugh like this without restraint.

    All he wanted was to have a place to live and live freely and well.

    Just.

    After seeing his eyes, someone hesitated: "Is it not good, he doesn't really come down to the world, and now we are like this, don't be offended..."

    "Don't think blindly." Someone immediately interrupted the man's timidity: "How many years did you know about him? Others have been confessed like a dog for a few years. Is he an immortal? He's just a house slave bought for three taels of silver."

    "House slave? Him?"

     "Of course, how could people in the capital not know about it?"

    "I really only came here in the past few years, can you tell me?"

    "What's new here, you can find out what's going on when you go around. He sold the very lively Qisheng Building in Beijing more than ten years ago."

    "Qisheng Building? Didn't it collapse long ago?"

    "That's right, it's not like you didn't know who fell in love with him later. I heard that Qisheng Tower collapsed just to get him into the palace."

    "It's not just that the Qisheng Building has collapsed," someone interjected: "If he hadn't entered the palace, the world would not be in chaos now..."

    "Shh..." The words behind him were immediately blocked.

    "Tsk tsk, what a curse, whoever buys him will be unlucky."

    "That's not it. So, if I were Marshal Liu, I wouldn't dare to keep him."

    Marshal Liu…

    These three words fell into my ears, and the lifeless Qu Shenzhou began to tremble.

    The officer shoved forward as if he was holding filth in his hands, he fell to the ground, propped his head on the ground again, knelt down a little bit, and stood up staggeringly .

    "Chongming..." he thought in his heart, taking a difficult step, even if he knew what was waiting for him at the end of the road.

    There are no narrow transoms in the dark underground.

    He crouched in a place where he couldn't see a ray of light, he didn't know the age, he could only faintly hear the horrible sound of the torture tool being dragged on the ground.

    I only know that in a coma and awake with pain to the bone, I have always been hung with a sigh of relief, and I have not died, and I am not allowed to die.

    Four months later, the new emperor ascended the throne and gave amnesty to the world. The only person who was not pardoned was Qu Shenzhou.

    After a few months without the light of day, he tasted all kinds of tastes in prison, and he was barely able to stand up.

    The soldier who escorted him looked at him with some horror, wondering how this skeleton could still walk?

    Qu Chenzhou only has the road ahead in his eyes - one more step, one more step, and you can see it.

    In front of the Hall of Central Harmony, there is a high platform specially built for him.

    Even before the attack on the capital, Liu Chongming swore an oath in front of the battle that if he could enter the Jiuzhong Palace Gate, he would sacrifice the soul of the dead with the blood of a traitor.

    When he was bound on the cross soul breaker platform, he completely lost his strength and could only barely stand by the restraint of the iron chain.

    The only remaining strength was enough to make him look up and look at the figure walking towards him.

    For nearly ten years, they can finally meet again, but they are no longer the teenagers they used to be.

    He licked the dry lips, the name was already in his mouth, but there was no sound to call it out.

    However, with only one glance, those flowers that were once illuminated by the sun were blooming brilliantly again, Qu Chenzhou pursed his thin lips, lowered his head with a smile.

    It's good to see him, it's worth the long wait.

    It's just the sentence he tried so hard to ask, but he has no chance to ask.

    It's just that the agreement that once joined hands to ride the horse was empty after all.

    "Qu Sitian! Do you still recognize me?" Liu Chongming's feet trembled violently, and even the Mian on his head was shaking, disturbing his vision, and he couldn't see far. A blood-stained person.

    He didn't care about the gazes of the people around him, he tore off the crown and tossed it aside, Jingchen behind him hurriedly stepped forward and helped him: "Your Majesty..."

    "Qu Sitian! Look at me! Do you still recognize me!" He pushed Jing Chen away and growled sharply.

    Qu Chenzhou was unable to raise his head and ignored his anger.

    "You dared to do those things back then, why don't you dare to look at me now!" Liu Chongming scolded sharply, his right hand shook, and the pitch-black long whip whistled down.

    After the sound of breaking the air, there was a sound of whipping on the flesh.

    "Qu Shenzhou!" Liu Chongming's voice suddenly increased, with a choked sob, and raised his hand again with a sharp whip: "Look at me!"

    "Look at me!"

    "You look up!"

    "Head up!"

    Jing Chen couldn't stand it any longer, he stopped Liu Chongming, who seemed to be crazy, and motioned to the person beside him to take a look. After seeing that person trotting over, he nodded to him and whispered: " Your Majesty, he is dead."

    Qu Shenzhou is dead.

    "He won't die," without Jing Chen's expected madness, Liu Chongming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sneered: "How can someone who has no heart die."

    He took a few steps back, beckoned, and someone on the side handed over the things prepared earlier.

    Gold bow, silver arrow.

    This is what he promised, one day he will show him the free world outside, go to the vast grassland to ride horses, golden bows and silver arrows, red horses.

    Fill the arrow, open the full moon, and let go.

    The silver arrow broke through the wind, straight to the heart of the boat.

    Liu Chongming mechanically repeats the action of opening the bow and releasing the arrow, and his eyes are blurred and clear again and again.

    Liu Chongming finally stopped.

      an account.

    "Shen Zhou..." He knelt on the Soul Breaking Platform, his head rested on the golden bow, and cried bitterly: "Shen Zhou'er..."

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