Chapter 1390: Bao Jian Zhengming
Li Yun raised his hand.
Everyone looked at him in unison, but saw that his expression was innocent...just like a pupil raising his hand to answer in an elementary school classroom, not at all like a ruthless person who said something like cutting his head!
"what?"
Wan Zicheng's expression froze suddenly, and his head turned stiffly: "You said..."
"Correct!"
Li Yun nodded seriously: "Others dare not cut your head, but I dare!"
"you!"
"Don't you, come on, stick out your neck."
Li Yun stretched out his palm, put his five fingers together like a knife, waved forward, and imitated: "With a click, the head falls to the ground!"
It was as if the ancient executioner was in a disturbance. He swung a machete to chop off the prisoner's head. With a sharp knife, he chopped off his neck. With blood splashing, his head rolled a few times.