Qing Yan looked at the gods below who were pleading for mercy, and curled up the corners of his lips and the demonic energy on his body became heavier. His slender fingers knocked on the dragon's desk twice, "Are you pleading for mercy?"

"Since it is your request, I will fulfill you."

The gods below were happy when they heard this. A few of them even thought, let's see, this Majesty was just fooling him for a few times, how could he really kill them?

However, before they were happy for a while, they heard the words that made them regret to death.

"Come, drag them out too. Since you ask for love, you want to live and die with those four people. This friendship is so precious that I have to fulfill it." Qing Yan's words were like a thunder striking on the hall, and every god felt that his soul was being slashed.

Pleading...and being killed?

What's wrong with this...? Is the one I made above really their easy-to-talk Heavenly Majesty?

When this group of gods who were just righteous and righteous, they were about to be beheaded when they heard that they were about to beheaded, they were almost scared to pee their pants, broke away from the guards who were dragging them, and knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing!

"Your Majesty knows that he is guilty. I would like to thank you for your kindness. I would like to spare my life... I would like to spare my life, please spare my life, please forgive me..."

Qingyan swept his long sleeves, and a soft and domineering stroke swept over the gods, rolled them up and sent them out of the hall.

Amid the sound of begging for mercy gradually fading away, Qing Yan looked at the remaining trembling gods and said, "I have given you enough kindness, this is your choice!!"

This should be said to the gods who were criticized for their death sentence, but it seemed like a soul-catching song when they were still safe.

Qingyan stood up, and slowly set up the several layers of climbing the dragon ladder around the dragon case. His voice was relaxed and comfortable: "Who else would ask for leave to use a clear lesson in death, sacrifice his life for justice, and want to live and die with them? Say it all. I am very compassionate today and I will fulfill all of you."

The remaining gods trembled constantly when they asked these questions.

Qing Yan's words were no less than someone standing in front of a group of people who were basically powerless with a bloody knife. He asked: Who has lived enough? Come out quickly. Today is a big discount, reward guests, kill one and get one free, come and die, come and die, don't do it when you pass by, there is no store at this village level!

No one is a fool, so naturally no one is willing to die.

They knelt down together and shouted at Qing Yan in unison: "Your Majesty is wise, and I will follow your Majesty's leader. I beg your Majesty to make arbitrary decisions."

Qingyan smiled: "Oh, so that's what you think."

"Who else has any other ideas? Don't be restrained today and speak freely. I will never control your voice."

So a group of people said in unison: "No, I just followed His Majesty's orders and absolutely had no other thoughts."

Qing Yan walked past them one by one, feeling the heavy fear that they had spread. This kind of fear was absorbed by him and converted into his own power. As a demon, he can always absorb a lot of negative energy, which can be called a human heart purifier.

After walking many times, when a group of gods were scared to death, Qing Yan said, "Okay, since that's the case, let's scatter."

This sentence was like taking away the knife on your neck, standing up one by one, and running out one after another!
Chapter completed!