cute baby fairy

Chapter 18

On the half-person high execution platform, all members of the An family were dressed in prison uniforms and knelt on the ground with disheveled hair. Behind each of them stood a tall, burly and fierce executioner.

"Master An, I think you are the founder of the dynasty, but it doesn't mean that I will tolerate you again and again! Now I will give you one last chance to tell where An Qijiu is. The prince will be buried with him!"

In the high position, Emperor Dongyue was furious, holding a sign with "execution" engraved in his hand.

Immediately, the crying and howling of the women and children at the scene rose and fell...

An Qijiu had already reached the bottom of the execution platform, but the platform was too high, and she couldn't find any steps to go up, so at this moment, she was struggling to grab the platform, trying to climb up.

Just when she wanted to save others, An Mohan's voice reached her ears...

"Your Majesty, I have ordered people to rush to Taixian Mountain to bring the rebellious girl An Qijiu. I also hope that the emperor will show mercy and let them go first. I am willing to hand over the rebellious girl An Qijiu to you for execution!"

"..."

Hearing this, An Qijiu's mouth twitched slightly...

Dare she come here so actively, just waiting to be executed?

Her body looked like a fried octopus, hanging firmly on the wall of the stage, not moving a bit, until Emperor Dongyue spoke again...

"I'll give you half a stick of incense time! If she doesn't come, it's your time of death! Come, let's burn incense!"

Immediately afterwards, another burst of crying and howling sounded.

Among them, there are many insults and complaints against her...

"An Qijiu, this little bastard, was born to be a nemesis!"

"First he killed her mother, then he killed the second prince, and in the end he still wants to kill so many of us!"

"If she doesn't come, I will never let her go..."

"..."

So, are you sure this is the original owner's family?
Did she really go to the wrong theater?
As An Qijiu listened, the small flame in her heart suddenly burst into flames...

She jumped off the stage wall, flicked the fine dust off her body, and left here without looking back.

Mo Shenyu, who was standing not far away and staring at her every move, saw her approaching, the corners of his mouth raised evilly, and he asked, "Have you retreated because of difficulties?"

She nodded, "The platform is too high, it is very difficult to climb."

He added, "My unmarried... Uh, my short-lived fiancée-in-law, the second prince, do you know where his body is?"

Mo Shenyu's clear eyes swept across her face indifferently, without telling her.

An Qijiu looked into his eyes, as if seeing the three words "You beg me", she couldn't help being furious, "It's fine if you don't say it, it's like [-] to [-]."

How about the God of War, can the God of War write the words "thank me" and "beg me" on his face every day!
She turned around and walked in the other direction without the slightest intention of turning back.

Suddenly, her hand was held by him again!

However, this time, her body was gently pulled by the clasped wrist by him, and at the same time as she slipped into his arms, that familiar fragrance also came to her nostrils...

He wrapped her in his arms with such strength that she couldn't break free at all.

"An Qijiu, is this how your master Dong Ziyu taught you to ask for help?"

His voice came from between the icy gaps between his teeth, which seemed extraordinarily cold and piercing to the bone.

"You mean Dong Ziyu?"

An Qijiu couldn't hold back his strength, so he had no choice but to answer his words, "Didn't I tell you earlier that he is a magic stick? Have you ever seen a master who has been an apprentice for ten years and never taught a single spell to his apprentice?"

　Tell me, is there anyone who would like to see it? . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)