The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Yin Tingli opened his eyes and watched, what kind of face did everyone under the stage say such shameless words?Obviously even you yourself don't know, don't know, why can you say it so confidently and without shame?As if you really saw it with your own eyes?

He opened a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to distinguish between truth and falsehood. Of all the people present, no one knew better than him how much of what these people said was true.How much is fake?

Then one or two people were seen to be guilty, and they silently closed their mouths, and some people were seen to become angry from embarrassment.He casually grabbed a handful of rotten vegetables and threw them on him, Yin Tingli frowned slightly, looking at the person who threw him the rotten vegetables.

The man became even more arrogant, and threw the rotten vegetable leaves at him.

"What are you looking at? You sinner, look at me digging out your eyeballs."

"I've become a prisoner, why are you so proud?"

There were also people who could not get past the condemnation of conscience and took advantage of this time to sneak away.

Yin Tingchen, who was sitting on the execution platform, saw such a scene. The old god took a sip of hot tea, and continued to look at his younger brother with the stove to dispel the cold.

Eunuch Xia next to him held up an umbrella for him all morning, and his old cold legs were about to break out from the cold, but he was a slave, so he could only hold back.

The beheading officer next to him had never encountered a situation where the emperor personally supervised the beheading, and when the emperor came, he didn't make a sound.He didn't even dare to sit on his buttocks, and has been acting as his curtain honestly and dutifully.

He looked up at the sky, contemptuous in his heart, it was time for execution.He secretly looked at the emperor again, and saw that he was not moving.The emperor personally supervised the beheading, and he didn't dare to make decisions for the emperor. He lowered his head and reminded cautiously: "Your majesty, it is already noon."

When Yin Tingchen heard this, he only nodded. He got up and walked slowly to the place below Yin Tingli, who was already piled up with firewood.

He raised his head and stared at his younger brother coldly, and said in a low voice: "King Cheng, I am your only relative in this world. Today you are executing your sentence, and I will come to see you off."

"If you have any unfulfilled wish, let me know, and I will fulfill it for you."

After hearing these shameless words, Yin Tingli just wanted to laugh, but just by making such a move, his whole face became stiff and painful.

He could only open his hateful eyes, and tremblingly said: "My brother? Don't worry... Even if I die... I won't let you go if I become a ghost..."

"Hmph! It seems that your mouth is hard because of the freezing weather, so let me see how hard you are after turning into a handful of ashes?" Yin Tingchen narrowed his eyes and looked at him. Looking unwilling, he sneered.

"However, when you go down, first say hello to the queen mother for me, and thank her for letting me be the emperor."

When Yin Tingli heard that he suddenly mentioned his mother, he thought to himself, why do you still have the face to mention his mother?How can you be so disgusting?

Struggling, wishing he could go down immediately and tear him to pieces, but after shaking a few times, the pain in his stiff and numb body made him gasp in pain, and he realized that he is now a cattle and sheep to be slaughtered. what can be doneThat's all he could think about.

Yin Tingchen saw him shaking a few times like a clown, sneered, and ordered: "Execution—"