The Dragon King of Jinghe felt the guillotine above his head, and he was angry and resentful, "Li Shimin, hypocrite, you don't keep your promise, and you are in vain to be the Emperor of Tang Dynasty!"

"I hate it, I hate it, I can't spare you even if I'm a ghost!" The wailing dragon roar resounded through the sea of ​​clouds.

"Execution!"

Boom! Click!

The huge guillotine fell.

A huge dragon head, the body was separated, the dragon's blood spurted several feet, and the dragon head died with eyes closed...

Guanyin and Manjusri looked at each other, nodded secretly, and then a ray of Buddhist Brahma light merged into the wronged soul of the Jinghe Dragon King and fell to the mortal world.

"Cao from Wei, we are carrying the body of the Dragon King of Jinghe back to resume his life." The two silver-armored generals said.

"Okay, please!" Wei Zheng nodded.

Dragon blood, dragon liver, and dragon marrow are all rare things, and the deliciousness of them is unspeakably delicious.


Chapter completed!