The steeder was about to step forward.

Yang Xian's body was already trembling and his face looked like earth. He was a little unbelievable and immediately said, "Your Majesty, why is this? What is the crime of me?"

The lord had already stepped forward, cut his hands back and dragged him out.

Seeing that the emperor was still facing his back to him and was indifferent, Yang Xian said without hesitation: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... I am a minister, a minister from a Jinshi. Even if I want to kill my ministers, I should be clear about the punishment. How dare I ask me what crimes are there?"

"Your Majesty... I can't punish the doctor!"

He yelled hysterically.

Until the chasing dragged him to the threshold, he seemed to realize something and his body softened.

The rider had already grabbed the bun on his head and carried the bun, lifting the soft and slumped Yang Xian.

Drawing his sword, aiming the blade at Yang Xian's neck.

Yang Xian yelled at this time: "How can you kill the people in the country? I, Yang Xian, are not guilty. Today, Your Majesty will kill me, and the world will be free from one's kindness!"

A silver light flashed.
Chapter completed!