Zhao Xueye was escorted to the deepest dungeon by the soldiers, and Ah Shi was left behind under the strong persuasion of Zhao Caiying and Zhao Yuanliang. However, Zhao Xueye knew that with the character of the three princes, he was afraid that he would not let go of Ah Shi. If Ah Shi died, she would want the entire royal family to bury him!

There are many people in the prison who have committed crimes, and there are also those who have not committed crimes, but they have been arrested inexplicably anyway. The cell above is okay, but it is damp, but this dungeon, in addition to being damp, is also very dim, and even has a musty smell, which makes people feel a headache when they smell it, and there are dim candles around it, like incense on people.

Usually, only those who have killed people are locked up in the dungeon.

After being locked up in such a dungeon for a long time, no matter how strong the willpower is, I'm afraid that the spirit will be chaotic, right?

However, Zhao Xueye is not a person with strong willpower, she is a saint, although the power of the rules has not fully recovered, but she doesn't care about the little trick of humans who like to scare their kind to death.

Of course, what makes her feel most relieved is her flower eyes, even in a closed dungeon, she can see other places, and if she can see other places, she will not be so easy to be cranky.

As she was escorted by the soldiers, she looked up and saw through the blood-stained white cloth on her eyes, through the thick partition wall, to the cell on top of the dungeon.

There a jailer was whipping a strong man, who was covered in whiplashes, and he spat at the jailer with anger on his face, and the saliva jumped on the jailer's face like a bullet, and the jailer clenched his fists, wiped the saliva from his face, and said something viciously, and then shook the whip harder.

She thought that the conversation between the two people who were arguing should be particularly interesting, but unfortunately, as a human being, her hearing was so poor that she couldn't hear their conversation at all.

She felt even more that it was imminent to reforge the dragon body.

The man wearing the hat walked in the front, leading the soldiers to the depths of the dungeon, suddenly turned around, looked at Zhao Xueye's head up, and said, "I killed someone, so I regret it?"

"Why should I regret a dead man?" Zhao Xue said at night.

"Murder pays for life, if you kill him, you will naturally die. ”

"Hehe......" She just wanted to say that if this was the case, she didn't know how many times she had died, Song Yixian didn't know how many times she had died, and the Holy Emperor didn't know how many times she had died, and those people from the Hua family should have died a long time ago.

Seeing her laugh, the man snorted coldly and said, "You won't be able to laugh for a while." ”

She was taken to the innermost cell, and when she entered, the musty smell inside was even stronger, so thick that it gave people a headache. There were blue patches, white patches, and black patches on the floor, one by one, and from time to time you could hear the ticking sound of liquid dripping, but because the light was too dim, you couldn't see where the water was dripping.

She thought that the places where there were mold patches on the ground should be the places where the water dripped down.

"Do you hear that?" asked the man with the hat.

Zhao Xueye didn't answer him, not knowing what his purpose was in asking this question.

"Just tie her up here. The man ordered the soldiers to use thick iron chains to trap Zhao Xueye firmly on the dark iron pillar in the middle of the cell, and the sound of clanging clanging continued to sound.

When it was tied, the soldiers left, Zhao Xue moved at night, the chain was really tied firmly, and she couldn't move at all.

The man wearing the hat was about to leave, but suddenly turned around again, although it was so dark that he couldn't see his face clearly, but Zhao Xueye felt that he seemed to be laughing, it must be the kind of smile that was very distorted.

"Can you hear that?" he said suddenly.

"Why? isn't it just the sound of dripping?" she listened carefully with her ears, "and there is nothing else but the sound of water." ”

"No, no, it's not the sound of water. "Don't you smell a smell of the same kind of decay?"

"Blood?"

"Hmm...... There must be blood in it. He crossed his hands on his chest and looked very proud, "Above is the room where the bodies of prisoners are stacked. ”

Zhao Xueye immediately raised his head, opened the flower eye again, and saw the scene above through the ceiling, a lot...... There were so many human corpses, blackened and swollen, and although she wasn't in that room, it was conceivable that it must have been smelly......

And these highly decomposed corpses, the pale red and bloody yellow liquid that flowed out...... The corpses were soaked, and the liquid dripping from this room was the one that came out of the decomposing corpses.

She retched unconsciously, is this what these humans do with their dead kind?

"Aren't you scared? Those unscrupulous ghosts are roaming around here, and they may eat you one day. The man lowered his voice, and his hoarse voice was extremely eerie in the dimly lit old room, and if there was a ghost, he must be a living ghost.

She didn't want to say a word to this person, he was mentally twisted, right? She felt very dangerous, as if he would do the same with her body.

Seeing that she no longer spoke, the man felt that the purpose of intimidation had been achieved, and he didn't say anything more, and retreated, the little girl's mentality was quite fragile, as long as she said a few words, she would think crankily and scare herself to death.

After the man wearing the hat left, he closed the cell door, there was not a single gap in the dim cell, and the moment he closed the door, the footsteps of the jailers outside stopped abruptly, and the sound insulation effect of this cell was really strong.

Only the sound of ticking accompanied her.

Sometimes, the liquid dripped into her hair, and she felt cold in her heart all at once, why, why was she in such a cell......

She looked again at the piles of corpses in the cell above, and then at the rest of the place, where there were three large rooms piled up with corpses, all of them lying in a mess, some of them with their hands stretched out in the air, apparently thrown in after a long time of death.

Maybe these corpses were the prisoners who were killed, but she didn't expect to be discarded like garbage in an empty cell when they died, and if she could use the Holy Flame, she would definitely burn these corpses. When people are dead, the corpses should not suffer so much......

"These hateful people don't spare even their own kind. She scolded angrily, looking at the patrolling jailer outside the cell, tiny vines sticking out of her feet, like tree roots, and she controlled the vines towards the soldiers in the doorway.

When she saw that she was about to plunge the soldiers' feet into their bodies, she stopped, and if she killed these people directly, she was afraid that she would be suspicious. As the saying goes, rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, so she still looks farther away.

Then, the tiny vines continued through the walls, to the cell on the upper floor, where one of the jailers who was cursing the prisoner was selected, and suddenly penetrated through the center of his foot and into the heart.

The fierce jailer's whip in the air paused, and then, in the prisoner's pupils, which had turned from incomprehension to horror, turned into a dried corpse, and fell backwards with a thud, lying on his back on the ground.

His eyeballs bulged outward, either because of fright, or because his face had collapsed, so he seemed to bulge very much.

The prisoner craned his neck to look at it.

Zhao Xueye controlled the vine to retract again, the vine was gone, leaving a small hole in the ground, this hole could not be restored, even if it was covered with a new stone, it would leave a trace due to the problem of the degree of newness.

But she didn't care, she thought that no one would think it was her, after all, she was a human being, how could something stretch so long?

Unless she lifted her feet, she might guess that she was the one who did it when she saw the hole under her feet, but she was sure that no one would be interested in her feet, it was full of mold and big chunks, and the jailers didn't want to come at all.

But even if she lifted her legs herself, they would not be able to find anything, these mold spots were soft and tough, and they could completely cover up the holes she had made, unless they were all opened, but, no one would do that, absolutely not, this mold was nourished by the flesh and blood corpses of their own kind after death.

There was a murder, and she estimated that the deceased person was not a big identity, so in order to appease the family of the deceased, it was good to just catch one person and lock him up, but thanks to this, she could live in peace for a long time.

The jailer died violently, and the cell above panicked for a while, but no more jailer died for a long time, so all their worries were put behind them.

The night is a good time to drink and brag, hundreds of jailers gather around a table, drink and eat, and have no time to deal with a bad luck jailer. As for the matter of appeasing the family of the jailer, it would be good for the above to come forward, and they had nothing to do.

These jailers, all of whom are strong and strong, eat so much every day that in addition to their own meals, the prisoners' meals are also free to withhold.

Then you can also exercise your body, torture the prisoners, the muscles on their arms are quite developed, the more developed, the greater the strength of the fight, the greater the strength of the prisoners, the more terrible the prisoners scream, and then the more force they use, which is a virtuous circle for their bodies.

When they had eaten and drunk enough, the rest of the meal was to be given to the prisoners.

As he scolded, he poured the leftovers from the bowl into the prisoners' mouths like ducks, and if they got oil on their hands, they rubbed the oil on the prisoners' clothes, which were too dirty to read.

When all the prisoners had finished serving, they looked into the depths and did not go, but left.

Most of their thoughts were to starve her to death here, and the jailers didn't want to approach it, because the poisonous smell of mold was too strong, and she was a woman, and a woman's life was the least valuable.

Seeing those prisoners leave, she suddenly felt that the person she had killed before was at ease, and if they wanted to starve her, they had to use their lives to support her.

In the middle of the night, according to common sense, all the jailers should fall asleep, after all, this prison is still quite strong, and if you want to rob the prison, it is not easy at all, they can sleep peacefully.

But there were always a few jailers who kept drinking with their wines, and when they fell asleep, another jailer suddenly woke up as if in a dream, and then went up to the jailer who was asleep with the jar of wine, snatched the wine, and woke up the others, and began to drink something in their mouths.

These jailers live like this every day.

This is a bad Zhao Xue night, if these people don't all sleep, there will always be jailers who will find something abnormal, but she can't wait, she always feels that the aura flowing in these people's bodies is beckoning to her.