After the words came, the nearest imperial guard commander started and slashed at Su Jin with one sword.

puff--

One arm was cut off shoulder-length, and blood spurted out like fog!

Su Jin screamed from his throat, and his whole body was like a dying duck. His body twitched rapidly, but it was so painful that he couldn't even faint.

The hair as lustrous as satin is now messy as dry grass, covering the face, and the gentle and elegant appearance is only a mess and dismal.

The charming blood color is the color before death is approaching.

The blood surging in Chu Ning's eyes, and murderous aura filled his body, like a demon and a fierce ghost.

"Let your Majesty go!" The sword of the Imperial Commander was crossing Su Jin's neck. With a little force, he could cut off the man's head. "The monarch's crime is serious and he should be executed by Lingchi! If the eldest princess can confess her guilt and bow her head, your Majesty can spare your entire body."

The man pinched Chu Huan's hand tightly. The man's face turned blue due to difficulty breathing, but he was still not afraid of death. "Cut off his...the other arm..."

The Imperial Guard commanded the order and ignored nothing. He directly raised and fell, and cut down on Su Jin's other arm—

Bang!

Chu Ning rose into the air and kicked Chu Huan away. His body flashed to Su Jin like an arrow, and his speed was as fast as a ghost.

Before the Imperial Commander could react, he was kicked out of the hall by a thunderous atmosphere.

The body flew out from the heads of the crowd and fell to the ground hard. The sound of bone shattering clearly reached everyone's eardrums.

The imperial guards holding the sword changed their expressions, and their eyes were more and more uneasy.

The sword in his hand was tighter.

And on the other side.

Su Xiang and Master Lin supported Chu Huan from left to right, and finally got a breath. The emperor coughed violently, heart-wrenchingly, his face went from blue to red, and his face was filled with pain.

Su Xiang and Master Lin carefully gave him the breath.

Chu Huan escaped from death, his voice was terrible, but he was cold and bloodthirsty: "The eldest princess is planning to kill the monarch, and he deserves to die. Together with her prince-consort... they are all chopped to me, meat, and shattered!"

The solemn and gorgeous hall suddenly turned into a Shura field.

Su Jin was in pain everywhere, and all kinds of pain were intertwined, torturing his vulnerable nerves.

The body, which had excessive blood loss, was as weak as a pool of mud, and only the body was constantly twitching, indicating the pain he was suffering at this time.

In the godless eyes, the woman's cold expression was reflected in the woman's evil spirit. Her beautiful face was stained with more and more blood, charming and cold, but she could no longer see her original appearance.

The cold and cold light converged in the eyes, and the harsh sound of weapons hitting and rubbing constantly drilled into the eardrums.

The body is still twitching, the fingertips occasionally tremble, and the vitality is gradually lost...

He knew that the woman who made him hate for eight years and tortured him for eight years was also losing her vitality... so many imperial guards, so many swords...

Such a strong blood...

The emperor would not let her live.

Even if he lost all the lives of the Imperial Guards, he would never let Chu Ning walk out of the palace alive...

Dead.

All of them will die.

Su Jin's breathing gradually became weak and weak, until it became completely empty.

There is only one question left in my mind...

Chu Ning, you are a smart woman... Why do you still want to come even though you know this is a vicious plan set by the emperor?

Why……

Is it worth it to lose his life for someone who is ungrateful like me?

Is it worth it?

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Chapter completed!