The sky of Hanyi City is full of stars, and under the starlight, there are all kinds of ecology in the city. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the prison of the Criminal Division, Peng Jiuling wore a blood-red official robe and came slowly.

Although the prison is located in the wilderness, it is one of the most guarded places in Hanyi City. The rune walls that were nearly twenty zhang high on all sides and one zhang thick were like high mountains that firmly suppressed the inner prison inside. The sky is also blocked by an extremely mysterious rune array, and there are rune heavy weapons on the wall, which can spit out terrifying damage in a few breaths. Not far away is the camp where the sergeant of the criminal division is stationed, and not far away is the beacon tower, and any wind and grass will inform the military camp of 5,000 troops a mile away.

A radius of five miles is forbidden land.

There were a total of three large prisons in the Criminal Division Prison, like three separate prisons, and Peng Jiuling did not stop at the first two prisons, and went straight to a prison in the innermost part of the prison.

Although it is a prison of the Criminal Division, in fact, an area inside this area was actually under the responsibility of the Supervision Department eight years ago, so a prison inside it is also called the Supervision Department Prison.

The protests of the Criminal Division have not stopped since the establishment of the Supervision Department eight years ago, but after six years ago, an old waiter of the Criminal Department who worked hard and complained about his innocence was sent to prison by the Supervision Department on trumped-up charges and tortured to the point of being inhumane.

The interior of the prison of the Supervision Department was filled with the dim light of torches, flanked by separate cells, and on the walls of the cells hung a glamorous prisoner from the past.

Some of the prisoners are still being tortured, and these tortures are shocking just by looking at them, but they are now letting out a scream of pain that they would not have dared to imagine in the past. The roar would soon turn their throats like dried bacon, and they would no longer make the slightest sound.

When they saw Peng Jiuling coming in, some of the prisoners who had just come in immediately scolded endlessly, but they couldn't let Peng Jiuling even look at them. The prisoner, who had been in for a long time, trembled when he saw him, like a mouse seeing a cat.

They were all inhuman, covered in horrible blood and scars, and even their wives and children could not recognize them immediately upon sight of them.

Whether it was invective or wailing, it all turned into fear after the different kinds of torture took turns in different ways.

His blood-red figure seemed to melt into the firelight.

He stopped in front of a cell.

Zhang Jianguo's limbs were bound in chains, firmly fastened to the wall like a mural, and his white prison uniform was full of scars, new and old, and flies swirling around him. A face that was originally wise and elegant, but now it is full of neat wounds, dozens of broken steel needles on the ground, and a different kind of torture instrument that Peng Jiuling is not unfamiliar with.

"Open the door. ”

The official of the Supervision Department opened the door, and he walked straight inside.

Zhang Jianguo opened his eyes dying, there was no one in those eyes, lifeless like a dead man, there was no place on his body that had not been tortured, and there were some strange colors in his eyes.

More than ten breaths passed before he could see the person clearly.

Zhang Jianguo slowly closed his eyes.

"Whether it's palace punishment or any other torture, I can't pry your mouth open. Peng Jiuling looked at Zhang Jianguo's lower body, there was no playfulness in his eyes, but he was very calm, "You have basically tried all the torture of my Supervision Department, but you still haven't got anything." ”

He looked at Zhang Jianguo's body, which was no longer a body, and said seriously: "Is it worth it?"

His voice echoed in the prison, and after a full dozen breaths, Zhang Jian's vocal cords that had been tortured by their torture instruments came out as faint as a cat's breath: "People like you never know what is worthwhile. ”

Peng Jiuling raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "You are wrong, I know what it means to be worthwhile." ”

"I only know that what I can do to survive better is worth doing. ”

Peng Jiuling's fingers slowly stroked the soul devouring chain hanging on one side, looked at the peacock nine martial arts needles that tortured him one by one on the ground, and said slowly: "Because of you, I always thought that the two torture tools of the Peacock Nine Martial Needles and the Soul Devouring Lock were completely ineffective, until I personally experienced the cruelty of these two torture instruments a few days ago, and I realized that your mouth was too hard." ”

"Or in other words, is it because the heart is too hard? I don't quite understand. Peng Jiuling shook his head in distress, "If it were me, I would explain everything in half an hour." Loyalty has always been to find trouble for oneself, and those who are not loyal to themselves have nothing to be loyal to others. ”

Zhang Jianguo's body trembled slightly, this was already his biggest activity in so many days.

Peng Jiuling looked at him who was about to pass out, accustomed to it, his fingers were slightly raised, and a touch of vitality came out, and the sewage in the bucket full of blood on the side flew up like an arrow and slapped on Zhang Jianguo's face.

Zhang Jianguo came to his senses again.

Peng Jiuling looked at his extremely blurry eyes that had been completely unable to open, and sighed: "You haven't slept for more than ten days, if you answer my question now, you can avoid all the pain, at least on the road for the next few days, you can walk more steadily." ”

Looking at Zhang Jianguo, who was completely ignoring himself like a dead man, Peng Jiuling took a Peacock Nine Martial Needle from the hand of the servant on the side and pierced it into his eyebrows, Zhang Jianguo's body trembled instinctively, and his eyes widened deadly.

He looked at Zhang Jianguo with his hand and said: "There is a quiet outside the city, and there is no trace of troops in the city, and the prince of Dayin, who you have tried so hard to protect, also seems to know that it is impossible to save people from Hanyi City, so he has given up completely, or he has no intention of this from beginning to end, he doesn't care about you, what are you insisting on?"

The toxin invaded the brain, and a burst of greenery appeared in Zhang Jianguo's eyes, he didn't want to hear these words clearly, feel these pains, but the Peacock Nine Martial Poison made his brain, which was already about to shatter like a glass smashed on the ground, perceive all this very clearly.

The life force flowed like hot air from blood.

Peng Jiuling motioned to the official to take out the Peacock Nine Martial Needles, looked at Zhang Jianguo, who was dying, and had been repeating this experience for several months, and said coldly: "Where is Prince Yu?"

Zhang Jianguo was as dry as a sun-dried cracked orange, slowly spreading, Peng Jiuling raised his head and listened carefully to the word that came out of his mouth, and it took him a long time to understand what he said: "Dreaming." ”

Peng Jiuling laughed.

He walked in front of Zhang Jianguo, did not use his vitality, and gave him a hard punch to his already mutilated lower body.

Zhang Jianguo's body was lifted up by three points like a sandbag, and his bony body crackled and several bones were broken.

However, the chains hung him from the wall, and even though it looked like a falling painting, it still didn't fall.

"There will always be some stupid people in this world. Peng Jiuling picked up the clean towel handed to him by the official and wiped his bloody hands, "I have never been ashamed of betraying back then, and I am also willing to sell everything that can be sold for a better step, this is not my way of being a person, this is the rule of this world." So the one standing here is me, and the one who is being tortured is you. ”

He looked at Zhang Jianguo, who seemed to be unconscious, and knew that the poison of the peacock ninety-five still had an effect, and he was not unconscious, so after sneering, he said: " You have always known that I am the dark line of Dayin, presumably because you thought that Yue Linglong was a traitor, and you thought that I was deliberately using cold means to cover up my identity when I sat in this position, so you did not suspect me, but you often opposed me when you were still an official, and it matched the role of an upright official you created, presumably this is also the reason why you were able to hide so many people from the Wu Dynasty and be a squire. You're a smart person, I don't need to say that you should understand a lot of truths, why can't you always figure out these things?"

Peng Jiuling sighed, "No matter how smart and loyal you are, you are just a squire, and now you are a prisoner." ”

Zhang Jianguo didn't reply, nor did he have the strength to reply, and Peng Jiuling didn't need him to answer these words. Looking at a bright torch in the cell, his face was intertwined with black shadows and light, and his whole gloomy face looked extremely gloomy, like a water snake buried in the gutter.

"Is that young solo disciple of Ice Cicada the Prince of Dayin?"

Zhang Jianguo was unmoved.

"Is the unidentified illegitimate son of the Mo Nanling royal family the prince of Dayin?"

"Is the son of the Governor of Bailu Lingling the Prince of Dayin?"

“……”

The names listed as suspicious by the Supervision Department kept spitting out from his mouth, and Zhang Jianguo did not react in the slightest.

More than a dozen names came down, all of which were motionless.

"Han Feng City Jingyang?"

Zhang Jianguo remained motionless.

Peng Jiuling smiled self-deprecatingly, put the yellow paper in his hand in front of the torch, and watched the ashes curl up.

"What's the point of you not saying anything. ”

"You're still going to die. ”

"Do you really think it's worth it?"

Peng Jiuling's hand grabbed Zhang Jianguo's tattered face, which was already scarred, leaving five deep claw marks.

Peng Jiuling's face was as resentful as the night.