There is a dark battle to be fought in the south of Zhongzhou, and there are attitudes and voices coming from the Nine Sword Gate and Han Feng City, but before all this comes, there will be no change in Han Yi City. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There was a light rain in Hanyi City today, which was the first time it rained in Hanyi City since the major prison robbery case occurred a month ago. A full month had passed since that day, but many people looked up at the gray sky and the rain-soaked streets of the city, and still remembered the incident of a month ago, so people's faces were a little sad and afraid.

This month has changed a lot for Hanyi City, many officials have been transferred, many officials have lost their heads, and the boss of Momofuku Casino, surnamed Liu, was beheaded in early August. For many natives in the city, this month is like eight years ago, and it is also like the time when Zhang Jian was arrested at the beginning of this summer.

In short, the city of Hanyi shed a lot of blood.

Zhang Jianguo was not caught, Tieda Molan's body was released from the streets of Humo Street, and the collapsed buildings in the city were being rebuilt, and soon there will be buildings standing again.

Many people began to make trouble, not only in Hanyi City, but also in many places in Zhongzhou, what they made trouble was not the robbery of Prince Dayin in the present world, nor was it about the Nine Swords Gate Jiayi's nonsense, but what Jin Meng did, Jin Meng destroyed the stability of Zhongzhou several times, and it has touched the people's grievances, in such a voice, no one knows whether the battle of the Northern Expedition was put on the agenda.

There was wind and rain, but all in all, everything started to get back on track.

The ground is still a little slippery after the rain, and the semi-dry ground is easy to leave large and small footprints, many shops on Humo Street have not had time to open, they left dense horseshoe prints in a rumbling sound, after the team disappeared, the shops opened the shops, looked at the wide street, and vaguely smelled the smell of blood inside.

The footprints on the bluestone floor are large and small, and there are deep and shallow when it comes to the dirt floor.

The team set out from the city, crossed Humo Avenue to the outskirts of the city, drove through the mountains and forests, passed through the army blockade, and stopped in front of the prison prison, which was so so strict that it would be intimidating to look at.

When the guards and jailers saw the comer, they immediately opened the prison door.

Only two people rolled over and dismounted, and the rest stopped outside the prison.

One upper is clean and slightly slender and walks in front, and the other upper is slightly dirty and generous, and the steps are restrained and walking behind.

The slippery ground left footprints one thick, one shallow and one deep, as well as the shallow fragrance of the earth.

The warden Shi quickly came out, the shoes in front stopped, and the shoes in the back also stopped, and the warden Shi was ordered to retreat after the predecessor waved his hand slightly, and the two pairs of black shoes continued to move forward after a slight pause.

The first one decides, and the last one follows.

They kept walking inside, leaving two footprints in this condensed Jincheng soup pool.

Finally walked into the prison of the Supervision Department in the prison.

There was a boom, two booms, as heavy as a city wall, and the door of the prison of the Supervision Division, which could not be opened, opened and closed, and the two of them entered.

There have been a lot of changes in the outside world, especially in Hanyi City, many places have collapsed, such as the buildings in the city, such as the hidden forbidden beast hall, such as ...... Lu Wuqin privately destroyed several law-violating workshops for Tianxingdao, but nothing has changed in this prison of the Supervision Division.

The prisoners inside still have no chaff, which is delicious food, and their food is only the tasteless thing of the life-sustaining pearl.

What they enjoy is still a punishment that is difficult to find in the whole world that can be compared to a second place.

It's as if nothing is going to change.

As soon as they entered the door, the smell of blood from the shop made the two of them slow down slightly, and they didn't know whether they were disgusted or enjoyed.

The damp ground, with light moss and other blood-red liquids, has been deep in the ground for many years, and no matter how much water is washed, it cannot be washed clean.

This calm, restrained and slightly cramped step began to step into this prison.

Many people walk at their own pace, and different people walk at a slightly different pace and make subtle differences in the sounds they make. Normally, no one cares about this, but for the prisoners of the Supervision Department who are not only soberly suffering, but also soberly reminiscing about the pain, this normally unnoticed detail will involuntarily become engraved in the mind.

Even if you can't hear everyone's footsteps, almost everyone can hear the footsteps of that person.

After the two of them entered, the bodies of all the prisoners in this cell trembled slightly, like ...... The most indifferent people, go and kick the dead body.

The footprints continued to stretch, and soon they passed through the corridors of the organs and came to the inner prison.

The light of the torches fluttering in the inner prison lined the uppers of their shoes a little red, like sins that they could not wash away.

They went straight over the dwarf's cell, only one of the men who walked in front of them glanced at him with a slight slow-step, and then the two stopped in the deepest part of the inner prison.

In this cell, a teenager in a bloodstained prison uniform hangs on the wall.

His hair was full of blood, and a goshawk was buzzing overhead, his hands were bruised, and he was so thin that he seemed to be able to see every vein under his thin skin.

There were also almost hundreds of broken Peacock Nine Martial Needles on the ground, as well as six broken torture rods, and seven Soul Devouring Chains.

There was also congealed blood on the ground, and the new ones were scattered, and the color of the composition was dark and bright.

He was supposed to be the youngest person in the prison's eight years, and the only one who had not been devastated, but who had tasted far more physical and mental pain than the rest of the prisoners.

He hung his head deeply, as if there was no flesh and skin, and his head was going to roll off his neck.

Peng Jiuling's face was a little playful, a little enjoyable, and a little puzzled.

"You wait. He confessed in a low voice.

"Yes, Chief. ”

Peng Jiu0 opened the cell door, walked in alone, and stood in front of the young man.

"The worst thing in the world...... It's bitter. Peng Jiuling looked at a goshawk on top of his unkempt head, so that it could take root in a cloud of bright red withered grass, "But hardship is not a bad thing, hardship can sharpen people's hearts, and it can also make people grow." ”

Peng Jiuling said slowly: "This month, you have tasted a total of one hundred and thirty-two peacock nine martial arts, eaten six torture sticks, suffered at least ten thousand whips, and the rest of the punishments that I can't name, I think, bitter, you should have eaten enough, if not, you will eat for many days." ”

"After suffering all this, the official thought, you should know what is right and wrong in some things, and you should know how to make the right judgment. ”

Peng Jiuling stretched out his hand and grabbed his head, which was covered in blood scabs and oily sweat, and the goshawks immediately flew up and circled in the prison.

He grabbed his hair and slowly lifted his head up.

That originally delicate face, now extremely thin, those originally wise eyes, at this time full of strange colors, the color is still changing, his face is also constantly emerging from the inside of other strange poisonous colors, careful observation can see that his face is constantly flowing with power, and the face is constantly appearing like a surge of fine lines.

A constant hum came out of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Peng Jiuling felt very enjoyable, but his gloomy face was still expressionless.

"I have suffered so much here, so many punishments, but I have not opened my mouth once, this is the second time in the prison of our Supervision Department, plus Zhang Jianguo. Speaking of this, Peng Jiuling slowly looked at the cell where the dwarf was.

"I never expected that those so-called iron bones were not as good as a teenager. Peng Jiuling shook his head and said coldly.

"You know that we can't abolish you, and we can't kill you, but you should also understand these days, bitterness, you will still eat, and no matter in the future or now, you can't fight my Supervision Division. ”

"Teaching by example is much more useful than words, that's what I told you at the beginning, and you should understand it now. Only those who have endured these hardships will understand, but they only need your words, and the official will tell you not to suffer a little more, and these poisons that make you worse than death will also disappear from your body. ”

Peng Jiuling looked at him coldly, not knowing if he could see himself clearly.

"This official doesn't expect you to admit that you are the prince of Dayin, as long as this official bows to my Supervision Division, forever and ever, don't try to go against my Supervision Division again, and wait until the Nine Swords Gate finishes doing what His Majesty wants them to do, and this official will let you go, otherwise ......"

Jingyang remained motionless and did not speak.

Peng Jiu0 did not doubt that he had reached the point where he could not speak, and a teenager like him, if he wanted to make a statement, he would always be able to express his position. If he does not speak, he does not answer.

Not answering is an answer in itself.

Peng Jiuling let go of his hair, wiped his hands, and said, "Sure enough, there is a kind." ”

"It's just that many things have a beginning and an end, and since it is irreversible, then we should make up for it. ”

He turned to look at Yi Wuchuan, who was standing at the door of the cell, and said, "You also saw this person's temper, and truthfully told Master Yi that there was no room for turnback." ”

Yi Wuchuan was wearing a black gown, a black hat on his head, and a deep resentment was revealed on his fat face full of oil.

Peng Jiuling walked out of the cell, his gloomy face was lit by the firelight like a poisonous snake about to burn, and explained: "Don't scrap, don't cripple." ”

After saying that, he left the inner prison.

After waiting until there was no one else, Yi Wuchuan slowly walked to the cell and locked it from the inside.

He is obese and has to lose a little bit compared to when he saw him, but for an obese person like him, a little reduction is useless, and he can't see the change.

His hair had fallen out quite a bit, and his sideburns were covered by the brim of his hat.

He walked in front of Jing Yang, looked at Jing Yang hanging on the wall, and said slowly: "I haven't seen you for so long, do you remember me?" Jing Shaoxia. ”

"Grievances, speaking of which, all started with the two of us. ”

Yi Wuchuan sighed and said: "You may not understand, what does official career mean to me, yes, different people have different choices, you want to be a big hero who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and I just want to be a high-ranking official." You don't understand how many years I've been looking forward to that day, just as I don't understand why you have to keep your head down and depose me. ”

Yi Wuchuan looked at Jing Yang, and it was difficult to connect with the genius boy of the Nine Swords Sect who was in high spirits before.

sighed, "You deposed me, and for me, you killed me,"

A dagger suddenly slipped out of his cuff, and he stabbed it into Jingyang's arm, and red blood suddenly poured out of his already scarred arm along the cold dagger.

Jingyang's body pulled out for a while, and a muffled snort burst out of his throat.

"Since I am no different from death, I naturally want you to be buried with me. Yi Wuchuan's eyes showed a touch of red, a deep killing intent, "Others think that you can't die, but it doesn't mean that I have to feel the same way." ”