If he had strayed just a little further, he would probably be a fresh corpse by now.

Turning his head to see the wounds of the other brothers, they were all in the same place. Lu Sansan, who had always been mighty and domineering, was immediately convinced. He covered the wounds and got up. He stumbled to the front of Di Qianmo's horse with an admiring look on his face, knelt down on his knees and said, "Beauty

Sister, I want to take you as my teacher."

Di Qianmo's eyes were always deep and cold, and when he heard this, his face was so gloomy that one dared not look directly at him. He put his back on the horse and flew away with Beibei on horseback.

Until they arrived at the inn in the city, Beibei still couldn't help laughing when she thought about that scene. Di Qianmo warned her several times, but with little effect.

"Sister Beauty, your martial arts are so powerful, how about I also become your disciple, okay?" Beibei imitated Lu Sansan's tone and called Di Qianmo, and as expected, his face turned completely black.

He glanced at her, his cold eyes making her tremble in her heart.

"Why don't you try shouting again? I might as well take Miushi out and chop you down."

Beibei was immediately threatened by the bomb he dropped so lightly that she didn't dare to tease him anymore. Tears were already streaming down her face. Damn, this man had simply grasped her Achilles' heel. Is that true?

Not long after she turned on the lamp and fell asleep at night, the door of the inn was opened by the innkeeper, who invited Di Qianmo to come with her to see the excitement.

When Beibei heard that there was a lot of excitement, she immediately became energetic and pulled Di Qianmo to run behind the boss.

Di Qianmo always liked peace and quiet and didn't like crowded places. He was far less enthusiastic than Beibei about watching the excitement. The reason why he followed her was because she held his hand tightly.

Come on.

The corners of his lips curved unknowingly, and he felt that it might not be that bad to watch a fun show with him.

He was a little surprised to find that many people were running away with torches, as if the whole town was mobilized. For a moment, he didn't quite understand what was so exciting about it.

There were indeed too many people, and Beibei and Di Qianmo couldn't squeeze in. The innkeeper talked to a familiar neighbor and asked, "Has it started yet?"

The neighbor said, "It's been a while since I started, but I heard it's already cooked. It's so miserable."

Beibei was confused when he heard this, and asked with interest, "Excuse me, what are you doing here?".

The innkeeper wiped his sweat and said in a serious tone, "People are being steamed inside."

Di Qianmo's pupils shrank, he pulled Beibei away and walked out. Beibei was sweating profusely from being squeezed, and asked Di Qianmo, "What is steam punishment?".

Someone next to him quickly said, "They are serious criminals who steam people like steamed buns."

Beibei was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and his scalp went numb immediately, and his heart became extremely uncomfortable.

A warm big hand was placed on her back. Di Qianmo pursed his lips and comforted her, "If you want to vomit, don't hold it in."

All kinds of fantasies flashed through Beibei's mind uncontrollably, making her feel sick and all her blood was gone.

She grabbed Di Qianmo and supported her limp body, which could not use any strength. She gasped and asked, "What kind of serious crime warrants such a cruel death penalty?".

"Generally, steaming is used to deal with traitors, but Beige has never heard of any criminals being sentenced to death over the years, and this punishment is too cruel. Unless the emperor orders it, no official can use this punishment without permission.
Chapter completed!