I am Emperor Jingrun. Time flies. Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. In recent years, the Wu Dynasty has been striking rapidly, and it looks like a new year. In order to avoid the number of words in water, I will not say it in detail.
Anyone can become ruthless. As long as he has people or things he doesn't want to lose, for his wife, children and Dawu Dynasty, I can't ascend, I don't want to ascend.
I remember that in my previous life, I once saw a tram problem: an out-of-control tram with two rails in front of it, and a child who abides by the rules is playing on the abandoned rails; there are 5 disobedient children playing on the normal rails. You are a traveler, and now there is no time for any other method. How should you choose? Some people choose to let children who break the rules feed themselves, because the rules are higher than the lives of a few people; some people choose to save five children because there are only more lives that are more precious than human lives; some people choose not to make a choice because humans are not qualified to decide the life and death of others. If they do not choose, there will be no pressure and pain.
There are two ways in front of me. One is the people of Dawu Dynasty, who have now integrated many ethnic groups, with a population of nearly 400 million, including my family, relatives, friends and female slaves; the other is the few innocent female masters and their relatives who have struggled, hesitated, blamed themselves, and regretted, but in the end, they lost to selfishness and made mistakes that more than 999999999% of humans will make.
The world is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs, and the sages are unkind and treats the people as straw dogs. Since I am the emperor and am called the saint of the world by Confucianism, I am qualified to let the people of the Wu Dynasty sacrifice one or two for the great cause of the Wu Dynasty. Does this logic make sense? Whether you believe it or not, I believe it, in which dynasty I believe that there are not many unjustly people who have died?
I have sacrificed a lot from an otaku graduate student to an emperor, including most of the human nature and morality. Some people say that there are only three types of people in the world: men, women and emperors; some people say that no dictator will voluntarily hand over the power; some people say that the emperor never disappeared, he just changed into a piece of clothes. I want to say, if someone must be the emperor, why is that person not me? If the Dawu Dynasty needs a family to become a royal family, then why is it not the Lao Ji family?
As the Dawu Dynasty expanded its territory, productivity flourished, and people's living standards were increasing. The luck that was fed back to me increased every day. In order to gain the opposite luck that could be fought against, I had to arrange it and train three great masters in a more vicious and humiliating way. For example, forcing them to eat sow meals made with fresh feces every day; after twisting their necks on the crossroads, a red steel column or a large piece of them were erected under their feet.Han Ice or tree two slender and sharp nails: insert a copper hollow dildo into their three acupoints at the same time, then pour boiling water into it; pour boiling hot super spicy pepper water into the holes all over the body; pull out the nails, nail the bamboo stick, insert the thin steel wire along the breast hole and rotate; whip until the skin is purple and has a large area of blood stasis; apply salt and pepper oil after peeling a small area. Anyway, the Grand Master's posture can be broken and reborn, and not too much torture can be replied.
Except for one of my cousins, the female grandmaster of the royal family, who is not easy to attack, all other female grandmasters were secretly arrested and detained by me. Among them, there are five newly promoted animals in the past ten years. Although some people doubt it, on the one hand, I rode the CuteCute to fly around in the night and took action, which was unstoppable. A few witnesses were washed away by me. On the other hand, the productive forces were developed, and the rifled rifle and fireworks reduced the grandmaster's peerless status a lot, from strategic nuclear weapons to tactical nuclear weapons level.
The year before yesterday, the luck of the opposite is unsustainable. I had to execute Shoujing Zhenren, and obtained the luck of the opposite is equivalent to thirty years at one time. Last year, Nangong Sheng executed a grandmaster for one year to make me survive in this world. This year, it is Mrs. Lu's turn.
In order to stay in this world, I have abandoned my compassion and moral execution the night before, shaved my hair all over my body, cut off my limbs, dug out the sea of gas, took out my eyes, cut off my tongue, cut off my trachea, cut open my urethra, and stuck my erect lady Lu. There was no more compassion in my heart.
I said: Mrs. Lu, tomorrow is the day for execution. I will let Yin Chuntao take you on your way with you. She didn't hear it. She must have been mentally prepared.
Then I said: After you are executed, I will restore Yin Chuntao's memory and let her know her relationship with you. I want to see how she will react. Hearing this, Mrs. Lu shook her dildo randomly, and a whimpering sound came out of the cut trachea.
I continued: If Lu Qijia was willing to let go of his hatred and forget the past, I would leave her a way out. But if she did something traitorous, I would beat her into a sin, let her take over your work, and live in this prison. The woman inherited her mother's business and made a good story. Is it good? Hahahaha... After saying this, I ignored the desperate and angry Mrs. Lu and turned away. Even if she wanted to commit suicide, she would have no way to leave. Before I saw that there was blood and tears flowing down in Mrs. Lu's eyes, and the craftsmanship of digging eyes was not good. She had not completely destroyed her tear sac. She had to urge them to improve her skills. There were still new people to deal with next year.
The next day, Caishikou, the most prosperous capital city, is crowded with people. Under the reform of the prison system, only the victims are directly in blood relatives within three generations are qualified to watch. Only Wang Meixiang, a very evil and extremely serious death row prisoner who kills more than 10 people, will be executed on the spot in public. Therefore, for the lively people in the capital city, there may not be a public execution once a year, which is as lively as the New Year.
Near noon, Wang Meixiang sat on a wooden donkey and was paraded in the street to Caishikou. Her lower holes were already vaguely made by the big and inconspicuous wooden donkey sticks. Her body was found to be behind her. Her remaining body was thrown away like a pile of meat and was roughly placed in a concave groove of an iron gate. Another half of the iron gate was covered with locks on both sides. The customized iron gate was tightly clamped around her neck, making her breathing difficult.
Wang Meixiang's head stretched out from the torture platform. Below was a wicker basket and a few blood-coated basins. Her breasts were still worn. Her originally beautiful and delicate breasts had been tortured for many years. They rose like an inflatable sheepskin raft and hung down. They had long turned purple and red, and were on the verge of semi-necrosis.
Because she was filled with three times the strong aphrodisiac in the morning, her pussy and anus were squirming hungrily. She seized the last trace of her life and wanted to get some joy. Today, she used her incarnation. Zhu Shou, the blood-clothed guard, served as the prison officer, and gave an order. A small flag went up and helped her with two dildos. This was what I could do for her. Her lewd performance was exchanged for a lot of ridicule from the audience below.
At noon, I started to ask for a blow. From noon, I beat the drum every moment. When the sound of the drum stopped, it was time for beheading. After a period of special training, Yin Chuntao stood beside her mother with a ghost-headed knife. She seemed to be unable to bear it in her eyes. According to tradition, Chuntao slowly fed a bowl of strong wine to Mrs. Lu. Unfortunately, most of the wine flowed out along the corner of her mouth and was wasted.
In the last moment of life, I wonder what Mrs. Lu was thinking. Is she resenting me? Or is she glad that she was finally relieved? Or was she worried about her daughter's future? Maybe it's both.
At this moment, Mrs. Lu hummed a tune in a nasal tone, which is worthy of being a master. The cut-out trachea grew most of the time overnight, and she could hum the song. Only masters above the master or those who stand close to Chuntao can hear the tune clearly, quiet and elegant, like a lullaby.
Chuntao listened to this song and felt even more sympathy. She almost burst into tears. She is just emotional.
The third drum sound has already started. I left my goushi and ordered a blow to ask. As the drum sounds, Chuntao forced himself to cheer up, raised the ghost head knife, and said softly: Wang Meixiang, I will send you on your way myself. It will not hurt. It will be over in the next life and be reincarnated as a human being. Don’t violate the great martial arts anymore.
When the drums stopped, Chuntao waved the big knife hard, and the lullaby in Wang Meixiang's nose came to an abrupt end
In the evening, I quietly summoned Yin Chuntao to the palace. In recent years, with the support of the heavenly scriptures taught by me, she has become the top of the master with the support of the genius treasures that I teach, and she has also replaced Jin Jianzheng. In order not to make her doubt why she was looked at by another person, I also staged a drama of a domineering emperor falling in love with me. For this reason, I had to give up her (mother) tigress and gave her hundreds of billions of descendants. She also gave birth to an illegitimate daughter. Chuntao, whom I raised in the world, also liked the stimulation of affair and the free life outside the palace.
But her martial arts talent is not good. If she forced her retreat to attack the Grand Master, she will definitely be dead and will die without life. So I have improved the internal skills of a heavenly book to let her practice. This mental method can use people's extreme emotions to improve their cultivation and break through the realm. In theory, as long as the emotions are extreme enough, you can become a Grand Master. Of course, this is just a mental method I deduced by myself. At present, no one can rely on this Seven Emotions Skill to become a Grand Master. Tonight, I want to experiment.
After Chuntao entered the secret room, she quickly took off her clothes, revealing her inner rope clothes tied with a cow tendon rope, and then knelt down to kowtow to me. With my training skills and identity strength, which woman can not be a slave? The cow tendon rope will slowly shrink when encountering water, and the female slave's crotch will never lack moisture. Now the cow tendon rope on her body is not tied and moves the whole body, and it has contracted to tie Chuntao's muscles into purple-green bulges.
My mare CuteCute, bitch Xiaoba, mermaid Xiaoan are all there, they stepped forward intimately to say hello to Chuntao. Because CuteCute is the queen, it is the most noble of the slaves under my crotch. She gently stepped on Chuntao's head with her golden horseshoe nailed, and asked Chuntao to kiss her toes. The bitch Xiaoba lay on Chuntao's back and rode to declare her status. She also let Chuntao sniff and lick her butt. Mermaid Xiaoan was bad on the land, but she just waved her tail and slapped Chuntao's face. Chuntao stepped forward and licked Xiaoan's honey hole and anus to show respect.
Instruct Chuntao to tie her legs and feet. She quickly folded her legs into an M-shaped tight tie with the rope. The rope was three points into the flesh. Then she took a thin rope and tied the toes of her feet into a row. She pulled it to the limit to the knees. After Chuntao's legs and feet were tied up, I kicked her to the ground, took the Luofeng tape and tied her into an extreme. The five-colored neck tied master was trained for many years. Chuntao's body was in pain, but his body was very honest. Mèi's eyes were as silk as silk, and he moaned gently. The nipples and clitoris with golden rings were already towering and tied tightly into a spherical purple-green breasts, slowly milk was secreted and flowed.
If there are high-level female slaves on weekdays, I always have to pay attention to the noble and low status, the elders and the elders and the legitimate illegitimate illegitimate, and start from CuteCute. But today Chuntao is the protagonist. I greeted Ma Duyu in advance and let them understand.
Pressing his body on Chuntao and inserting the firm little dragon into her hungry and wet stamens, I slowly thrust in and out, while slowly speaking: Chuntao, let me tell you something, in fact, Wang Meixiang you executed today is not Wang Meixiang...
My name is Yin Chuntao, I am an orphan/The first serious crime of the royal female supervisor/The peak of the master who integrates the realm of understanding/The exclusive discipline of the death row Wang Meixiang/The outer room of Emperor Jing Run, one of the low-level female slaves/The mother of the emperor's illegitimate daughter
The past ten years have been my happiest decade. I, an ugly duckling, somehow, was favored by His Majesty. I became His Majesty's outer room in a confused manner. I gave birth to a daughter for him and was favored by him many times. I taught the royal secret method of hiding the world, instilled my true energy and opened my meridians, and became a master. I had long known that I had a bad martial arts talent, was not smart, and had a pretty appearance. But I didn't expect that the stories I dare not write in the novel would happen to me, except to comply with His Majesty's requirements, what other ways could I repay him?
At noon this day, I personally executed the sinful beast king Mika who had been under his care for ten years. Although I knew from the beginning that she was extremely guilty and would be executed in ten years, she would have feelings for a dog for ten years, let alone a beautiful woman who looks like a mother and sister who lives with her day and night?
During these ten years, I was severely demanded by Your Majesty and had to commit various humiliation and corporal punishments on Wang Meixiang with my own hands. And I became more and more serious and acted coquettish to Your Majesty and wanted to change my career, but I was severely suppressed (I think about it and my butt hurts so much). I had no choice but to obey Your Majesty’s request. Wang Meixiang is sorry, the emperor’s life is hard to violate.
A month before the execution this year, I was strictly supervised by the royal envoy and had to do various physical transformations for her before execution. Before cutting off her tongue, I once asked Wang Meixiang what else she wanted to say, but she just shook her head and said nothing.
This morning, I put Wang Meixiang on a wooden donkey, locked her on the torture platform, and finally cut off her head with her own hands, watching her head fall into a wicker basket, blood spurted out two feet away. Although I am a master and have also received relevant training from executioners a few months ago, I have tried the knife with several crimes of death row prisoners, but I still feel very uncomfortable in my heart. I feel a sense of loss of losing one of my precious things forever, and my heart is empty.
I was dazed like a walking corpse all afternoon. It was not until the evening when His Majesty sent a little eunuch to recruit me into the palace that I cheered up and put on a ox tendon rope jacket. I tightened a little more than before. The water was gurgling, and I was extremely eager for His Majesty's little dragon to fill my empty heart.
After entering the secret room, I greeted the master with a gift, and then greeted the three high-level female slaves. They tied my legs and feet according to the master's orders. Then the master tied me up with his own hands. I felt that this was tighter and tighter than usual, but today's harsh bondage could just fill my empty heart.
The master was the first to fuck me in an abnormal manner, which made me a little nervous: As a low-level female slave, how can I be the first to enjoy the master's visit? However, the female slave cannot raise any objections to the master's decision. I can only hum some uneasy hums. What makes me feel strange is that Sister Cute and Sister Ba actually licked my toes and soles with sympathy on their eyes, and Sister An also fanned me with the fish tail. I am a lower-level female slave with a lower status than them. On weekdays, I am the only one who licks their sensitive parts or cleans them after doing things. How can I get the treatment like this today? Is this the sun coming out from the west?
However, the body cannot deceive people. Just as I was enjoying the pleasure of my body and feeling uneasy, the master suddenly said to me: Chuntao, let me tell you something, in fact, Wang Meixiang, who was executed today, was not Wang Meixiang... I was a little confused, what does this mean? I don't understand it very much.
Then, while fucking me vigorously, the master said: She is your biological mother, Yu Linglong Mei Yingxue! Fuck! Before I could understand, he pointed at my forehead with a full of true energy.
A thick and simple true energy penetrated my god's treasure. In an instant, my past life swept through my heart quickly, and countless scenes surged into my heart. It turned out that I was not Yin Chuntao but Lu Qijia. It turned out that I was brainwashed by the master, no, by the emperor for ten years! It turned out that Wang Meixiang is my mother, Mei Yingxue, and Mrs. Lu, the owner of Lujiazhuang!
The emperor's finger is strange and domineering. It makes me see countless memories in a short time, and even looks back to the day I was born. There are memories in my womb, but it is buried deep in my heart and I can't recall them.
That day, I came out of my mother's body and fell on the bed with a slam. It was in a bedroom in Lujiazhuang. The silk sheet was covered with amniotic fluid and blood. My navel was connected to my mother and fell on the sticky sheet. It was the initial disaster of my life. It was cold, afraid, and I didn't know very clearly. I didn't know what happened. Not long after, my mother picked me up and wiped off the amniotic fluid and blood on my body., I hugged her arm desperately, and incredibly settled my heart and breathed hard, sucked the air into my lungs, leaned my head against my mother's arms, and could still hear the sound of her heart beating in the first few days. I was sleeping all the time. When I woke up occasionally, my mother was always watching me gently, gently stroked my palms across my body, talking to me, feeding myself, singing to me, singing the lullaby I liked most
I ignored the feeling of my body. The stimulation from my vagina and soles of my feet was insignificant compared to the memories in my heart. In order not to forget, I murmured and said what had happened in words: I held up my mother's head with my own hands... I sawed off her limbs with my own hands, cut off her qi sea, dug out her eyes, cut off her rat woman and labia, digged open her urethra, pulled out her tongue, cut her trachea, cut off her head... And she was still smiling at me and humming a song for me...
So, how should I face you? My Emperor, my Master, my daughter’s father, my mother-killing enemy?
A sense of anger, grievance, confusion, and complex emotions of self-hate surged into my heart. The seven emotions and determination spontaneously moved. The huge true qi relied on the seven emotions and six desires to quickly generate and fill it into 360 Zhoutian acupoints in my body. It reflects the seeds of true qi planted by the emperor before, and the honey hole in the lower body and the Yongquan acupoint at the bottom of my feet. There are huge and pure true qi that does not contain personal martial arts will be transmitted, helping me fill the acupoints and echo the stars.
Flowers of true qi bloom in my big acupoints. They are connected to the stars in the sky, the mountains and rivers below, and the fires of thousands of families in the middle. When the 360 flowers of true qi bloom all bloom and echo each other and form a whole. After resonating with the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, I felt a shackle in my lower body was broken, and a warm current spread into my limbs and bones, which made me reborn. I understand that I have become a master of the peak state. It only takes a little time to wash my body and cut my marrow. I am the posture of heaven and man, the body of impurity.
However, such a small thing is not important. I recall the scene where I was controlled by the emperor and used to force my mother to bow to her head as a slave; I recall the scene when I tortured my mother many times without knowing it, and I recall the first time I hummed that lullaby, and my mother realized after recognizing me, finally my memories were frozen when I waved the knife, my mother's smile and my mother's head in my arms, so I only have the only choice, right?
I raised my head and poured my master-level true energy into my teeth and bit it hard at the emperor!
In this bite, I bit off his two fingers and a large piece of flesh on the edge of the palm. I knew he wanted me to bite it on purpose, so I had to bite it with all my strength.
After one bite, my head was CuteCute sister. No, the emperor's mare was stepped under the horseshoe, and my legs were suppressed by the emperor's bitch and mermaid. In addition, the emperor was still riding on me, even if I was a grandmaster, I could not move at all.
I said coldly to the man who was still fucking me: Kill me! Or let me kill you!
He smiled evilly: There is another great master, and I can stay for another half a year, hahaha... After saying that, he climaxed on me, poured a large amount of viscous liquid into my flower heart, and then pointed me out with a finger.
When I woke up, I found that my Qihai was pierced by a sealing needle. The true energy was spread all over my body, protecting the internal organs of the muscles, but it could not be mobilized at all. My limbs were tightly bound by the Luofeng Tape. They were packed in a long box and could not move. My tongue had already started from the root without a trace. My eyes were filled with severe and burning pain. I knew that I was about to embark on the route my mother had taken and became a victim of the emperor's ulterior motive. But I didn't even have the ability to commit suicide. I could only survive in the memory of missing my mother.
Maybe one day, my 9-year-old daughter will become a new discipliner to torture and humiliate me and even one day, she will cut off my head with her own hands. I will hum a lullaby handed down by my grandmother and say goodbye to her with a smile
This is the story of my life
Anyone can become ruthless. As long as he has people or things he doesn't want to lose, for his wife, children and Dawu Dynasty, I can't ascend, I don't want to ascend.
I remember that in my previous life, I once saw a tram problem: an out-of-control tram with two rails in front of it, and a child who abides by the rules is playing on the abandoned rails; there are 5 disobedient children playing on the normal rails. You are a traveler, and now there is no time for any other method. How should you choose? Some people choose to let children who break the rules feed themselves, because the rules are higher than the lives of a few people; some people choose to save five children because there are only more lives that are more precious than human lives; some people choose not to make a choice because humans are not qualified to decide the life and death of others. If they do not choose, there will be no pressure and pain.
There are two ways in front of me. One is the people of Dawu Dynasty, who have now integrated many ethnic groups, with a population of nearly 400 million, including my family, relatives, friends and female slaves; the other is the few innocent female masters and their relatives who have struggled, hesitated, blamed themselves, and regretted, but in the end, they lost to selfishness and made mistakes that more than 999999999% of humans will make.
The world is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs, and the sages are unkind and treats the people as straw dogs. Since I am the emperor and am called the saint of the world by Confucianism, I am qualified to let the people of the Wu Dynasty sacrifice one or two for the great cause of the Wu Dynasty. Does this logic make sense? Whether you believe it or not, I believe it, in which dynasty I believe that there are not many unjustly people who have died?
I have sacrificed a lot from an otaku graduate student to an emperor, including most of the human nature and morality. Some people say that there are only three types of people in the world: men, women and emperors; some people say that no dictator will voluntarily hand over the power; some people say that the emperor never disappeared, he just changed into a piece of clothes. I want to say, if someone must be the emperor, why is that person not me? If the Dawu Dynasty needs a family to become a royal family, then why is it not the Lao Ji family?
As the Dawu Dynasty expanded its territory, productivity flourished, and people's living standards were increasing. The luck that was fed back to me increased every day. In order to gain the opposite luck that could be fought against, I had to arrange it and train three great masters in a more vicious and humiliating way. For example, forcing them to eat sow meals made with fresh feces every day; after twisting their necks on the crossroads, a red steel column or a large piece of them were erected under their feet.Han Ice or tree two slender and sharp nails: insert a copper hollow dildo into their three acupoints at the same time, then pour boiling water into it; pour boiling hot super spicy pepper water into the holes all over the body; pull out the nails, nail the bamboo stick, insert the thin steel wire along the breast hole and rotate; whip until the skin is purple and has a large area of blood stasis; apply salt and pepper oil after peeling a small area. Anyway, the Grand Master's posture can be broken and reborn, and not too much torture can be replied.
Except for one of my cousins, the female grandmaster of the royal family, who is not easy to attack, all other female grandmasters were secretly arrested and detained by me. Among them, there are five newly promoted animals in the past ten years. Although some people doubt it, on the one hand, I rode the CuteCute to fly around in the night and took action, which was unstoppable. A few witnesses were washed away by me. On the other hand, the productive forces were developed, and the rifled rifle and fireworks reduced the grandmaster's peerless status a lot, from strategic nuclear weapons to tactical nuclear weapons level.
The year before yesterday, the luck of the opposite is unsustainable. I had to execute Shoujing Zhenren, and obtained the luck of the opposite is equivalent to thirty years at one time. Last year, Nangong Sheng executed a grandmaster for one year to make me survive in this world. This year, it is Mrs. Lu's turn.
In order to stay in this world, I have abandoned my compassion and moral execution the night before, shaved my hair all over my body, cut off my limbs, dug out the sea of gas, took out my eyes, cut off my tongue, cut off my trachea, cut open my urethra, and stuck my erect lady Lu. There was no more compassion in my heart.
I said: Mrs. Lu, tomorrow is the day for execution. I will let Yin Chuntao take you on your way with you. She didn't hear it. She must have been mentally prepared.
Then I said: After you are executed, I will restore Yin Chuntao's memory and let her know her relationship with you. I want to see how she will react. Hearing this, Mrs. Lu shook her dildo randomly, and a whimpering sound came out of the cut trachea.
I continued: If Lu Qijia was willing to let go of his hatred and forget the past, I would leave her a way out. But if she did something traitorous, I would beat her into a sin, let her take over your work, and live in this prison. The woman inherited her mother's business and made a good story. Is it good? Hahahaha... After saying this, I ignored the desperate and angry Mrs. Lu and turned away. Even if she wanted to commit suicide, she would have no way to leave. Before I saw that there was blood and tears flowing down in Mrs. Lu's eyes, and the craftsmanship of digging eyes was not good. She had not completely destroyed her tear sac. She had to urge them to improve her skills. There were still new people to deal with next year.
The next day, Caishikou, the most prosperous capital city, is crowded with people. Under the reform of the prison system, only the victims are directly in blood relatives within three generations are qualified to watch. Only Wang Meixiang, a very evil and extremely serious death row prisoner who kills more than 10 people, will be executed on the spot in public. Therefore, for the lively people in the capital city, there may not be a public execution once a year, which is as lively as the New Year.
Near noon, Wang Meixiang sat on a wooden donkey and was paraded in the street to Caishikou. Her lower holes were already vaguely made by the big and inconspicuous wooden donkey sticks. Her body was found to be behind her. Her remaining body was thrown away like a pile of meat and was roughly placed in a concave groove of an iron gate. Another half of the iron gate was covered with locks on both sides. The customized iron gate was tightly clamped around her neck, making her breathing difficult.
Wang Meixiang's head stretched out from the torture platform. Below was a wicker basket and a few blood-coated basins. Her breasts were still worn. Her originally beautiful and delicate breasts had been tortured for many years. They rose like an inflatable sheepskin raft and hung down. They had long turned purple and red, and were on the verge of semi-necrosis.
Because she was filled with three times the strong aphrodisiac in the morning, her pussy and anus were squirming hungrily. She seized the last trace of her life and wanted to get some joy. Today, she used her incarnation. Zhu Shou, the blood-clothed guard, served as the prison officer, and gave an order. A small flag went up and helped her with two dildos. This was what I could do for her. Her lewd performance was exchanged for a lot of ridicule from the audience below.
At noon, I started to ask for a blow. From noon, I beat the drum every moment. When the sound of the drum stopped, it was time for beheading. After a period of special training, Yin Chuntao stood beside her mother with a ghost-headed knife. She seemed to be unable to bear it in her eyes. According to tradition, Chuntao slowly fed a bowl of strong wine to Mrs. Lu. Unfortunately, most of the wine flowed out along the corner of her mouth and was wasted.
In the last moment of life, I wonder what Mrs. Lu was thinking. Is she resenting me? Or is she glad that she was finally relieved? Or was she worried about her daughter's future? Maybe it's both.
At this moment, Mrs. Lu hummed a tune in a nasal tone, which is worthy of being a master. The cut-out trachea grew most of the time overnight, and she could hum the song. Only masters above the master or those who stand close to Chuntao can hear the tune clearly, quiet and elegant, like a lullaby.
Chuntao listened to this song and felt even more sympathy. She almost burst into tears. She is just emotional.
The third drum sound has already started. I left my goushi and ordered a blow to ask. As the drum sounds, Chuntao forced himself to cheer up, raised the ghost head knife, and said softly: Wang Meixiang, I will send you on your way myself. It will not hurt. It will be over in the next life and be reincarnated as a human being. Don’t violate the great martial arts anymore.
When the drums stopped, Chuntao waved the big knife hard, and the lullaby in Wang Meixiang's nose came to an abrupt end
In the evening, I quietly summoned Yin Chuntao to the palace. In recent years, with the support of the heavenly scriptures taught by me, she has become the top of the master with the support of the genius treasures that I teach, and she has also replaced Jin Jianzheng. In order not to make her doubt why she was looked at by another person, I also staged a drama of a domineering emperor falling in love with me. For this reason, I had to give up her (mother) tigress and gave her hundreds of billions of descendants. She also gave birth to an illegitimate daughter. Chuntao, whom I raised in the world, also liked the stimulation of affair and the free life outside the palace.
But her martial arts talent is not good. If she forced her retreat to attack the Grand Master, she will definitely be dead and will die without life. So I have improved the internal skills of a heavenly book to let her practice. This mental method can use people's extreme emotions to improve their cultivation and break through the realm. In theory, as long as the emotions are extreme enough, you can become a Grand Master. Of course, this is just a mental method I deduced by myself. At present, no one can rely on this Seven Emotions Skill to become a Grand Master. Tonight, I want to experiment.
After Chuntao entered the secret room, she quickly took off her clothes, revealing her inner rope clothes tied with a cow tendon rope, and then knelt down to kowtow to me. With my training skills and identity strength, which woman can not be a slave? The cow tendon rope will slowly shrink when encountering water, and the female slave's crotch will never lack moisture. Now the cow tendon rope on her body is not tied and moves the whole body, and it has contracted to tie Chuntao's muscles into purple-green bulges.
My mare CuteCute, bitch Xiaoba, mermaid Xiaoan are all there, they stepped forward intimately to say hello to Chuntao. Because CuteCute is the queen, it is the most noble of the slaves under my crotch. She gently stepped on Chuntao's head with her golden horseshoe nailed, and asked Chuntao to kiss her toes. The bitch Xiaoba lay on Chuntao's back and rode to declare her status. She also let Chuntao sniff and lick her butt. Mermaid Xiaoan was bad on the land, but she just waved her tail and slapped Chuntao's face. Chuntao stepped forward and licked Xiaoan's honey hole and anus to show respect.
Instruct Chuntao to tie her legs and feet. She quickly folded her legs into an M-shaped tight tie with the rope. The rope was three points into the flesh. Then she took a thin rope and tied the toes of her feet into a row. She pulled it to the limit to the knees. After Chuntao's legs and feet were tied up, I kicked her to the ground, took the Luofeng tape and tied her into an extreme. The five-colored neck tied master was trained for many years. Chuntao's body was in pain, but his body was very honest. Mèi's eyes were as silk as silk, and he moaned gently. The nipples and clitoris with golden rings were already towering and tied tightly into a spherical purple-green breasts, slowly milk was secreted and flowed.
If there are high-level female slaves on weekdays, I always have to pay attention to the noble and low status, the elders and the elders and the legitimate illegitimate illegitimate, and start from CuteCute. But today Chuntao is the protagonist. I greeted Ma Duyu in advance and let them understand.
Pressing his body on Chuntao and inserting the firm little dragon into her hungry and wet stamens, I slowly thrust in and out, while slowly speaking: Chuntao, let me tell you something, in fact, Wang Meixiang you executed today is not Wang Meixiang...
My name is Yin Chuntao, I am an orphan/The first serious crime of the royal female supervisor/The peak of the master who integrates the realm of understanding/The exclusive discipline of the death row Wang Meixiang/The outer room of Emperor Jing Run, one of the low-level female slaves/The mother of the emperor's illegitimate daughter
The past ten years have been my happiest decade. I, an ugly duckling, somehow, was favored by His Majesty. I became His Majesty's outer room in a confused manner. I gave birth to a daughter for him and was favored by him many times. I taught the royal secret method of hiding the world, instilled my true energy and opened my meridians, and became a master. I had long known that I had a bad martial arts talent, was not smart, and had a pretty appearance. But I didn't expect that the stories I dare not write in the novel would happen to me, except to comply with His Majesty's requirements, what other ways could I repay him?
At noon this day, I personally executed the sinful beast king Mika who had been under his care for ten years. Although I knew from the beginning that she was extremely guilty and would be executed in ten years, she would have feelings for a dog for ten years, let alone a beautiful woman who looks like a mother and sister who lives with her day and night?
During these ten years, I was severely demanded by Your Majesty and had to commit various humiliation and corporal punishments on Wang Meixiang with my own hands. And I became more and more serious and acted coquettish to Your Majesty and wanted to change my career, but I was severely suppressed (I think about it and my butt hurts so much). I had no choice but to obey Your Majesty’s request. Wang Meixiang is sorry, the emperor’s life is hard to violate.
A month before the execution this year, I was strictly supervised by the royal envoy and had to do various physical transformations for her before execution. Before cutting off her tongue, I once asked Wang Meixiang what else she wanted to say, but she just shook her head and said nothing.
This morning, I put Wang Meixiang on a wooden donkey, locked her on the torture platform, and finally cut off her head with her own hands, watching her head fall into a wicker basket, blood spurted out two feet away. Although I am a master and have also received relevant training from executioners a few months ago, I have tried the knife with several crimes of death row prisoners, but I still feel very uncomfortable in my heart. I feel a sense of loss of losing one of my precious things forever, and my heart is empty.
I was dazed like a walking corpse all afternoon. It was not until the evening when His Majesty sent a little eunuch to recruit me into the palace that I cheered up and put on a ox tendon rope jacket. I tightened a little more than before. The water was gurgling, and I was extremely eager for His Majesty's little dragon to fill my empty heart.
After entering the secret room, I greeted the master with a gift, and then greeted the three high-level female slaves. They tied my legs and feet according to the master's orders. Then the master tied me up with his own hands. I felt that this was tighter and tighter than usual, but today's harsh bondage could just fill my empty heart.
The master was the first to fuck me in an abnormal manner, which made me a little nervous: As a low-level female slave, how can I be the first to enjoy the master's visit? However, the female slave cannot raise any objections to the master's decision. I can only hum some uneasy hums. What makes me feel strange is that Sister Cute and Sister Ba actually licked my toes and soles with sympathy on their eyes, and Sister An also fanned me with the fish tail. I am a lower-level female slave with a lower status than them. On weekdays, I am the only one who licks their sensitive parts or cleans them after doing things. How can I get the treatment like this today? Is this the sun coming out from the west?
However, the body cannot deceive people. Just as I was enjoying the pleasure of my body and feeling uneasy, the master suddenly said to me: Chuntao, let me tell you something, in fact, Wang Meixiang, who was executed today, was not Wang Meixiang... I was a little confused, what does this mean? I don't understand it very much.
Then, while fucking me vigorously, the master said: She is your biological mother, Yu Linglong Mei Yingxue! Fuck! Before I could understand, he pointed at my forehead with a full of true energy.
A thick and simple true energy penetrated my god's treasure. In an instant, my past life swept through my heart quickly, and countless scenes surged into my heart. It turned out that I was not Yin Chuntao but Lu Qijia. It turned out that I was brainwashed by the master, no, by the emperor for ten years! It turned out that Wang Meixiang is my mother, Mei Yingxue, and Mrs. Lu, the owner of Lujiazhuang!
The emperor's finger is strange and domineering. It makes me see countless memories in a short time, and even looks back to the day I was born. There are memories in my womb, but it is buried deep in my heart and I can't recall them.
That day, I came out of my mother's body and fell on the bed with a slam. It was in a bedroom in Lujiazhuang. The silk sheet was covered with amniotic fluid and blood. My navel was connected to my mother and fell on the sticky sheet. It was the initial disaster of my life. It was cold, afraid, and I didn't know very clearly. I didn't know what happened. Not long after, my mother picked me up and wiped off the amniotic fluid and blood on my body., I hugged her arm desperately, and incredibly settled my heart and breathed hard, sucked the air into my lungs, leaned my head against my mother's arms, and could still hear the sound of her heart beating in the first few days. I was sleeping all the time. When I woke up occasionally, my mother was always watching me gently, gently stroked my palms across my body, talking to me, feeding myself, singing to me, singing the lullaby I liked most
I ignored the feeling of my body. The stimulation from my vagina and soles of my feet was insignificant compared to the memories in my heart. In order not to forget, I murmured and said what had happened in words: I held up my mother's head with my own hands... I sawed off her limbs with my own hands, cut off her qi sea, dug out her eyes, cut off her rat woman and labia, digged open her urethra, pulled out her tongue, cut her trachea, cut off her head... And she was still smiling at me and humming a song for me...
So, how should I face you? My Emperor, my Master, my daughter’s father, my mother-killing enemy?
A sense of anger, grievance, confusion, and complex emotions of self-hate surged into my heart. The seven emotions and determination spontaneously moved. The huge true qi relied on the seven emotions and six desires to quickly generate and fill it into 360 Zhoutian acupoints in my body. It reflects the seeds of true qi planted by the emperor before, and the honey hole in the lower body and the Yongquan acupoint at the bottom of my feet. There are huge and pure true qi that does not contain personal martial arts will be transmitted, helping me fill the acupoints and echo the stars.
Flowers of true qi bloom in my big acupoints. They are connected to the stars in the sky, the mountains and rivers below, and the fires of thousands of families in the middle. When the 360 flowers of true qi bloom all bloom and echo each other and form a whole. After resonating with the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, I felt a shackle in my lower body was broken, and a warm current spread into my limbs and bones, which made me reborn. I understand that I have become a master of the peak state. It only takes a little time to wash my body and cut my marrow. I am the posture of heaven and man, the body of impurity.
However, such a small thing is not important. I recall the scene where I was controlled by the emperor and used to force my mother to bow to her head as a slave; I recall the scene when I tortured my mother many times without knowing it, and I recall the first time I hummed that lullaby, and my mother realized after recognizing me, finally my memories were frozen when I waved the knife, my mother's smile and my mother's head in my arms, so I only have the only choice, right?
I raised my head and poured my master-level true energy into my teeth and bit it hard at the emperor!
In this bite, I bit off his two fingers and a large piece of flesh on the edge of the palm. I knew he wanted me to bite it on purpose, so I had to bite it with all my strength.
After one bite, my head was CuteCute sister. No, the emperor's mare was stepped under the horseshoe, and my legs were suppressed by the emperor's bitch and mermaid. In addition, the emperor was still riding on me, even if I was a grandmaster, I could not move at all.
I said coldly to the man who was still fucking me: Kill me! Or let me kill you!
He smiled evilly: There is another great master, and I can stay for another half a year, hahaha... After saying that, he climaxed on me, poured a large amount of viscous liquid into my flower heart, and then pointed me out with a finger.
When I woke up, I found that my Qihai was pierced by a sealing needle. The true energy was spread all over my body, protecting the internal organs of the muscles, but it could not be mobilized at all. My limbs were tightly bound by the Luofeng Tape. They were packed in a long box and could not move. My tongue had already started from the root without a trace. My eyes were filled with severe and burning pain. I knew that I was about to embark on the route my mother had taken and became a victim of the emperor's ulterior motive. But I didn't even have the ability to commit suicide. I could only survive in the memory of missing my mother.
Maybe one day, my 9-year-old daughter will become a new discipliner to torture and humiliate me and even one day, she will cut off my head with her own hands. I will hum a lullaby handed down by my grandmother and say goodbye to her with a smile
This is the story of my life
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