Nine Cauldrons heaven.
In an execution ground near the border of the great Liu Kingdom, dark clouds were gathering and yellow wind was blowing.
It was clearly the turn of spring and summer, but the wind that blew on their bodies was particularly bleak, making them have goosebumps.
In the vast execution grounds, Yin Qi filled the air, and a fishy smell assailed the nostrils.
Auras filled with the aura of death pounced on their faces, making them feel sad.
Qin Zilong, do you know your crime?! &Quot;
A sharp and high-pitched voice rose to the sky, filled with arrogance and overbearing intent.
At the front of the execution platform.
The head eunuch Cao Huatian, with a head full of white hair, a thick layer of Foundation on his face, and bright red lipstick, looked at the stage with a disdainful aura in his triangular eyes.
"What crime have I, Qin Zilong, committed?"
