Counting on your fingers, the fifth marriage is coming

Chapter 233 Finale
"cut!"

Emperor Yue suddenly stood up, and his black dragon robe fluttered in the strong wind.

Below the execution platform, several princes chained in iron chains suddenly looked up, vicious light flashing from their resentful eyes.

Their curses pierced the eardrums of every citizen with extraordinary clarity amid the howling wind.

"Look at it, look at this dark cloud over the sky! Look at the innocent souls scattered all over the ground! Who do you think is the culprit? Us? You are wrong! The truth is——"

The Southern King, who was kneeling in the front, suddenly bulged his eyes and his chains rattled.

"is her!"

As for this "she", he looked directly at the highest position, but did not specify it. Everyone just felt that the truth was confusing and unbelievable.

The executioner took a deep breath and subconsciously took a half step back.

A sudden strong wind blew, and the soul-calling banners around the execution ground fluttered violently. The people seemed to be infected by the strange and ambiguous atmosphere at the moment, and they retreated in fear. Someone stepped on the paper money scattered on the ground and crushed it.

she?
Who is she?
But before anyone could figure out what was going on, the matter was settled the next second.

puff-

The knife flashed, and three heads fell to the ground at the same time.

At the moment the blood gushed out, the sky suddenly darkened.

A black flock of crows came from nowhere, and each large crow accurately pecked away the eyeballs that fell from the corpse.

The executioner felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He saw that the crow's eyes were no different from those of humans and were turning around strangely, looking around.

"Gah-"

However, before the crows' cry had stopped, something strange happened.

The crows circling in the sky suddenly seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and fell one after another into a pool of blood.

What’s even more horrifying is that the crows and the corpses were swelling and rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting a disgusting stench.

There were also some officials who understood fortune-telling. He took out a tortoise shell from his sleeve and made a divination - it turned out to be a very bad omen.

"What, what is this?" the young Secretary of the Central Secretariat screamed in surprise.

The crowd behind him began to stir, and several women looked terrified.

The head of the Ministry of Justice suddenly fell to his knees, and the old official, who was over 60 years old, was trembling all over.

"Could it be... a punishment from heaven?"

The roar was like a spark thrown into a frying pan, and the crowd exploded instantly.

At this time, several figures in gray robes among the common people moved quickly in the crowd. Their deliberately suppressed voices were like the tongue of a poisonous snake: "The seven kings are dead, but the natural disaster has not disappeared. Whose fault is this?"

"That's right. As soon as the three kings died, strange phenomena appeared in the sky. Anyone who knows how to read celestial phenomena knows that this is a bad omen. What does this mean?"

"The Seventh Prince must have died in vain. The one who truly harmed the fate of Jing State has not been completely eradicated!"

Suddenly, there was a strange crawling sound coming from the ground.

The officials looked down and were horrified to find that the rotting bodies of the crows were melting into black slime, which was crawling around like living things and gradually gathered into huge black spots.

The center of the black spot slowly bulged, forming countless eyeball-shaped protrusions, all turning towards Emperor Yue on the high platform.

Deng!
This strange and terrifying scene made the onlookers scream.

"Protect the emperor!" General Huo shouted sternly and drew his sword.

In this chaos, only those who always pay attention to Emperor Yue can catch the fleeting smile on the corner of Emperor Yue's lips.

That smile came without any warning, more ethereal than the wind, deeper than the sea, as if seeing through all the vanity in the world.

Mo Han, one of the officials, felt his heart tremble suddenly, and a certain ominous premonition entangled him like a poisonous ivy.

Emperor Yue slowly took off the pearl crown on his head, and his black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

When she began to untie the jade belt of the dragon robe, Lord Zhao, the Minister of Rites, was so frightened that he almost bit his tongue.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing? This is against etiquette..."

Xu Shanshan seemed not to hear anything.

After taking off the dragon robe, she walked down the stands wearing only a plain white middle garment and walked to the execution platform.

Her frail figure stood out against the dark clouds in the sky.

A group of officials suddenly discovered that this empress, who was known for her iron fist, had such a slender figure.

When Emperor Yue took off his dragon robe and crown, he was just Xu Shanshan himself.

"I once announced to the world that people from Xuanmen were forbidden to participate in politics, interfere in government affairs, disturb the people's hearts, and do illegal things that violate the law. Now Xuanmen has fallen apart, and the seven kings have been executed. No one can threaten the autonomy of Jingguo anymore." Xu Shanshan's voice was not loud, but it strangely penetrated all the noise.

Mo Han felt like every word was like a small hammer hitting his skull, making his temple throb.

When he heard "No one can threaten Jingguo anymore", his breathing became heavier.

"Your Majesty is wise, and may our country of Dajing prosper forever!" The congratulations from the ministers rang out one after another.

But something was really wrong at this moment. Their eyes kept glancing at the black spots that were still wriggling, and their Adam's apples rolled up and down nervously.

"But..." Her turn made everyone hold their breath.

The officials present saw her take out a green jade talisman from her waist - it was the token of the Grand Master.

Mo Han suddenly understood something, and felt an unprecedented chill and fear running up his spine.

"At a time when the banned Xuanguan technique is prevalent, there is still one person who is capable of influencing changes in the world."

"Who?"

They were at a loss.

Xu Shanshan said: "In the past few years, in addition to the rebellion of the Seven Kings and the chaos caused by the Xuanmen, Jingguo has also suffered from natural disasters and the people are living in misery. All this is because the country's destiny has been cut off, and the heavens will send down evil disasters to lead to destruction."

"And if we want to stop all this, we must return all the national fortune and luck that have been taken away and balance the world."

It turned out to be the case.

So this is ah.

They finally understood why the celestial phenomena in Jing State still showed ominous signs. It turned out that this was the root cause.

"Your Majesty, how do you strike a balance?"

"Of course, we need to cut off the source and make the leaning party disappear." Xu Shanshan said this lightly.

It's as if everything is closed.

What the Southern King and the others had hinted at just now, that "she", combined with what Emperor Yue said at this moment, isn't the answer obvious?
"Could it be possible that that person... is you?" The Dali Temple Minister's voice changed.

The usually calm ministers were now filled with fear, as if they had truly seen for the first time what kind of person was sitting on the dragon throne.

Xu Shanshan nodded and admitted in public: "It's me."

When the truth about the natural disasters and the country's bad fortunes was revealed, and when Emperor Yue's admission caused a commotion, everyone stared at the platform in a daze, their eyes filled with despair of collapsed faith.

"The world needs an emperor of Jing, not me who is both a great state teacher, not the Yue Emperor, and not the strongest mystic."

These words were like a sharp sword that split the chaos.

"So, the seven kings have been killed, and it's time for me to return the fate of this world to heaven and earth." When Xu Shanshan opened his arms, Mo Han and General Huo seemed to realize something and rushed forward, only to see a red shadow tearing through the dark clouds.

The cry of the Fire Phoenix shattered the black spots on the ground.

A group of civilians and officials were knocked to the ground by the heat wave. Through his blurred vision, he saw the thin figure with his clothes fluttering in the flames.

The strange thing was that Her Majesty was actually smiling. That smile seemed to be of relief, or as if she had suddenly realized something... until she turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty—"

Roars came one after another.

Mo Han struggled to get up, and crawled over in panic, but only saw a wisp of green smoke rising into the sky. There was no more Emperor Yue, and no more Great Master in this world.

"His Majesty--"

At the same time, the black spots on the ground dissipated like the tide, the strong wind stopped, and a golden light leaked out from between the dark clouds.

His eyes were red, and he stared at the clear sky again with tears in his eyes. Suddenly he realized that all this was part of His Majesty's plan - from the execution of the seven kings to the strange changes in the celestial phenomena, and even the suicide at this time as a warning to the remnants of the Xuanmen.

Since she wanted to solve the problem of Xuanmen and prevent anyone with mysterious skills from interfering in the world, she would not even let herself go.

Because she is the most threatening one in Xuanmen.

What happened before them severely frightened the remnants of Xuanmen. All their thoughts and hopes for destruction fell into the abyss at the moment Xu Shanshan self-destructed.

What a scary person.

The sky was clearly blue and clear, but it started to rain. The raindrops refracted the sunlight, making them crystal clear, washing over the execution platform and turning the bloodstains into a light red stream.

Mo Han bent down and picked up the half-melted crown on the ground. The metal burned his palm, but he was completely unaware.

In the steaming water vapor, he seemed to hear that cold voice again -

"Mo Han, this country...is entrusted to you."