The man's expression was a little lonely.

"If you think of anything, find someone to call me. The man said to Zhang Xiaofeng, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

"What do you want to know?" Zhang Xiaofeng stared at him, temporarily pressing the matter of Taijitu into the depths of his mind.

The man in front of him must know himself, Zhang Xiaofeng thought that maybe he could get something out of his mouth, about himself.

He wanted to know so much about himself now, it didn't matter what he wanted, he wanted to know.

The man looked at Zhang Xiaofeng and frowned, but finally threw down a sentence: "I want to know what you saw that day." ”

Looking at Zhang Xiaofeng's puzzled application, the man sighed deeply, turned around and left the prison with his sword on his back, and his back looked a little lonely.

Zhang Xiaofeng stared at the man's back until he disappeared around the corner of the prison, and then Zhang Xiaofeng withdrew his gaze.

"What did you see that day?" Zhang Xiaofeng muttered silently.

"What did I see?" Zhang Xiaofeng sighed, repeating over and over again.

But unfortunately, I really couldn't think of anything, and I gave myself a headache.

Zhang Xiaofeng leaned against the wall, the pain in his body continued to come, and soon his consciousness sank again.

This may be the first time Zhang Xiaofeng slept in so many days, but it is not steady, in the dream, Tai Chi attached to the grinding plate, and the picture of the grinding plate completely shattering was like imprinting in Zhang Xiaofeng's mind, lingering.

Zhang Xiaofeng slowly opened his eyes, and a man guarding the prison stood in front of his prison door, holding a few steamed buns in his hand, and did not wake up Zhang Xiaofeng as rudely as others, or threw the steamed buns on the ground and rubbed them with his feet a few more times before letting Zhang Xiaofeng pick them up.

She's a girl.

Like the disciples guarding the prison, he was wearing a white robe and was staring at Zhang Xiaofeng at the moment.

"Eat. She said coldly.

Zhang Xiaofeng thought about it, but still stood up, walked towards the girl, and took the steamed bun along the door of the prison.

I sat back down.

found that the girl didn't seem to want to leave.

"How old are you?" the girl asked casually, but her tone was still cold.

It seems that the people here are the same, everyone speaks with a chill, and the person who blows is cold all over the body.

"I don't remember. ”

"You are not from our sect. The girl said firmly.

When Zhang Xiaofeng heard this, he raised his head with interest and looked at the girl.

"I went through the sect's land log yesterday, and none of the recent mountains have been removed from the disciples. ”

He looked up at Zhang Xiaofeng.

"So you were imprisoned and had anything to do with Senior Brother Zhang Hang's death?"

"Zhang Hang?" Zhang Xiaofeng muttered the name, but he didn't have any impression.

After a long time, two faint sighs rang out at the same time in this quiet and frightening prison.

The girl said nothing, turned and left the prison.

Just yesterday, the sect announced a piece of news that shocked all the disciples.

Zhang Hang, one of the three peerless geniuses of the Drizzle Sect of this generation, died in battle, and his bones were gone.

As soon as this news came out, public opinion almost overturned the entire sect, and no one believed that the senior brother who was always smiling on weekdays suddenly died.

He was called a rare genius by the sect master.

Everyone else was speculating about who killed Senior Brother Zhang Hang, but this woman thought of the newest person in the prison.

But just now seeing Zhang Xiaofeng's stunned application, the girl sighed.

He could see that Zhang Xiaofeng really didn't remember anything, and he didn't pretend to do it.

She walked out of the prison, far away from the range of the big array, and finally felt a little more relaxed.

Every time I enter the range of the big array, my heart is always like a big stone is pressed, and the depression is almost breathless.

She sat on a stone bench in the bamboo forest outside the prison area, thinking about every scene when she had just talked to Zhang Xiaofeng.

Everyone in this sect may think that Zhang Hang is a strong and well-behaved senior brother, but this girl recognized his other side early.

This good senior brother and true gentleman in everyone's mouth is actually an out-and-out big brute.

When the girl thought of Zhang Hang, her brows furrowed involuntarily, but when she thought that the other person was dead, her brows stretched out, and her face was also a little joyful.

Looking back in the direction of the prison, the girl no longer hesitated, got up and walked towards the top of the Punishment Mountain.

Today is not his rotation to guard the prison, but in order to verify the doubts in her heart, she changed guards with her senior brother, and he is going back to his life at this time.

Zhang Xiaofeng sat in prison, nibbling on steamed buns.

In fact, I didn't feel too hungry, the black steamed buns that had been stepped on before Zhang Xiaofeng had never moved, and at this moment those steamed buns were still lying quietly on the ground, but they were as hard as stones.

The steamed buns in his hands are white and clean, and they are still a little warm.

Zhang Xiaofeng had a bit of ironing in his heart, and ate the steamed bun in three or two bites.

He remembered what the girl looked like.

This was the second person he had remembered so far, and the first one was the man with the sword he had just left.

After eating steamed buns, Zhang Xiaofeng continued to lean against the wall, and continued to think about the previous picture in his mind.

Subconsciously reached out and touched the center of his eyebrows.

Still didn't touch anything.

sighed.

Zhang Xiaofeng withdrew his hand and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

Life in prison is not easy, but compared to being on the grinding plate, Zhang Xiaofeng is indeed satisfied.

Every day, in addition to being stunned, the day is calculated by calculating the changes in the light in the prison.

If it was cloudy, Zhang Xiaofeng would lose another thing he could do, so he could only sit silently in the corner of the wall, enduring the torture of this deathly silence.

Early in the morning, Zhang Xiaofeng silently looked at the light shining in under the crack in the door, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a sunny day.

But the next moment, a familiar suction came again, and Zhang Xiaofeng's face had a somewhat helpless look.

When I opened my eyes again, I was sure to appear on the huge grinding disc.

He touched the center of his eyebrows, hoping that the scene from last time would happen again, and the Taiji diagram the size of a grinding disc suddenly appeared, destroying the grinding disc that made his life worse than death.

But the last scene didn't happen.

But there was again the clattering sound of two grinding discs turning each other.

Zhang Xiaofeng closed his eyes, waiting for the grinding disc to turn to him, waiting for the sharp pain to come.

The sound approached.

until it was crushed on Zhang Xiaofeng's body.

A pain that was more than twice as strong as before instantly spread throughout his body, and at that moment, Zhang Xiaofeng could clearly feel that his soul seemed to be crushed, scattered under the stones of the grinding plate.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

There's only one word.

Zhang Xiaofeng's consciousness swirled back and forth on the verge of collapse.

I had never felt such pain, but it seemed that a force had been forcibly keeping Zhang Xiaofeng awake.

Let him feel his soul being torn to pieces, and let him feel the pain that breaks down.

This is the first time that Zhang Xiaofeng has such a strong will to die.

He really wished he could die on the millstone, and he wouldn't have to endure any more pain.

But every time his soul was shattered, a great force would come from the mill again, kneading his soul together, and the cycle would begin without end.

Zhang Xiaofeng's consciousness gradually became silent.

Or rather, hollow.

He no longer thought about anything, but silently endured this unbearable pain, waiting for the end.

The Taiji diagram on Zhang Xiaofeng's head was still flashing with misty light.

The grinding disc still rotated again, and did not react to the light on Zhang Xiaofeng's head.

The next moment, the halo on the Taiji diagram became larger again, and the wooden stake rotating by the grinding disc actually paused.

A very unhappy emotion instantly filled the entire space, and even Zhang Xiaofeng could feel that extremely human emotion.

Suddenly, a black halo on the grinding disc rushed into Zhang Xiaofeng's soul.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaofeng opened his eyes suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

I can't describe the feeling at that moment, like the feeling of a traveler with pain all over his body and a cold body suddenly walking into a hot spring.

The cells all over the body seem to be screaming.

The tiredness and pain in my body are gradually disappearing.

Zhang Xiaofeng took a deep breath and silently enjoyed this rare time, like a miracle.

Just when Zhang Xiaofeng was drowsy, that power slowly disappeared.

Then, the grinding disc rotated more rapidly, and the wooden stake got closer and closer to Zhang Xiaofeng, until it was pressed on Zhang Xiaofeng's body, but the speed slowed down suddenly.

The halo of Taijitu suddenly disappeared, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to the temper grinding plate of this child.

It's just that Zhang Xiaofeng is suffering.

Heaven fell to hell in an instant.

Although the tiredness and pain that had accumulated in the soul had just disappeared, the pain was still there.

Zhang Xiaofeng squinted his eyes, but he was gritting his teeth.

The power just now really made Zhang Xiaofeng regain some of his senses.

At least let Zhang Xiaofeng know clearly that there is no end here, it will only make people suffer, and it is not that there is no hope at all.

At least there is an end, and the ordeal with the end can make people persevere a little more.

I don't know how long it took.

Zhang Xiaofeng was kicked out by a greater force on the grinding plate.

This force is really not small, compared to usual, this is like a soul attack.

When he opened his eyes again and moved his fingers, Zhang Xiaofeng grinned in pain, and the green tendons on his head exploded.

The moaning in the prison was noticeably weaker.

The punishment that was originally once every six months became once every three days after Zhang Xiaofeng's arrival.

These people really can't stand it anymore.

But Zhang Xiaofeng didn't know until the next day.

There are dead people in prison.

Laughing to death.....