"Ahh

Lan Shengxue looked at it, and just saw a person painted on the portrait, and a name was written in the lower right corner, maybe God had mercy, maybe the person was unlucky, and suddenly luck, the painting on this portrait was Yun Qingya, and there were three words engraved in the lower right corner - Yun Qingya.

Judging from her face, this Yun Qingya looks okay, and she is also a little similar to her eyebrows, the difference is that her face is now stained with a lot of mud and blood, which just covers up her original appearance, plus Han San thinks that she is Yun Qingya, and the torture at the beginning affirms her identity, so Han San doesn't check her too closely.

From this point of view, she guessed in her heart that someone must have handed over these portraits to Han San, but all those who appeared on the portraits would stay, and those who did not appear, just like just now, were dragged out and fed to the wolves.

It's just that what she doesn't understand is, why did these twenty people stay?

What does the legendary master want to do? Isn't he choosing a personal killer, why has the matter come to this point, out of what she originally thought?

"What's going on?" Han San asked coldly as he led the way.

The jailer also wondered, just now he just noticed that his knees were numb, and a pair of legs knelt directly on the ground, and now seeing Han San ask in a cold voice, he trembled all over, and was a little scared, as soon as this strange thing came out, Han San must have thought that what he said was ridiculous.

Besides, how can the people in this prison have such a great ability to dare to make a move under his nose.

After thinking about it, the jailer gritted his teeth and said, "I accidentally fell down and fell." ”

Han San glared at him, didn't say anything, and led the way to continue walking.

The jailer was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly picked up the portrait on the ground, followed the people in front of him, and left.

The cell was silent again, and because of Han San's investigation this time, there were ten fewer people from the thirty people, and now there were twenty prisoners left.

Lan Shengxue leaned against the wall, panting slightly, a thin layer of sweat appeared in her palms, she secretly smiled bitterly, the moment she popped out the stone just now, it really exhausted all her strength, damn it!

The poison in the swamp is really hard to deal with.

There was a sudden pain in her chest, she frowned, the pipa bone was pierced, what should I do?

Outside the cell, Han San put away all the scrolls and ordered, "Starting tomorrow, three meals a day, delicious food and drink are waiting for them." ”

When it was close to dawn, the jailer brought the meal, Lan Shengxue was slightly surprised, and felt that something was wrong, according to her previous few days, here, there were only two meals a day, but today, it ushered in breakfast in the morning, looking at the meal in front of her, a streamer flashed in her eyes, three dishes and one soup, plus a steamed bun with white flowers.

Such a hearty breakfast is like a meal practiced before death.

She didn't worry about whether it was poisonous or not, and she ate it straight, but here, she wasn't worried that the jailer would poison the food.

Now that so many people's lives are pinched in the Rebirth Pavilion, it is only a matter of the above sentence to kill or chop, why bother to spend so much time to poison the food.