Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Dungeon

When he was young, he was arrogant and willful, and others were suffering for power, and he couldn't extricate himself, but he chose to be fresh and angry. Therefore, people thought that he could only be brilliant for a while, and in the future, he would become a stepping stone for any prince to reach the road of power, but in the end, those princes were defeated one after another, and a prince of the royal palace actually sat on the throne of the prince. This story sounds ridiculous, but it has become a true portrayal of Jun Moran's life.

"Mother," a child who was only five or six years old persistently chased after the figure in front of him, and fell from time to time because he ran too fast, leaving a scar, but he didn't care at all, just got up again and again to catch up with the woman's pace.

He finally dragged the corner of the picturesque woman in front of him, and then didn't let go: "Mother, don't go, okay? I will listen to you obediently in the future." Some childish voices sounded softly, and the tone was obviously a little flattering, and after a stalemate for a while, the woman finally turned around and squatted down, carefully wiping his face as usual that was stained with some dirt from uncontrollable crying.

That face slowly came out of its original appearance, although he was very young, his face was delicate and beautiful, and when he saw this face, it was not difficult to think of how heroic he would be when he grew up. The child saw the woman's gentle movements and thought that the woman had finally stayed, so he was very happy, and he unexpectedly smiled happily at the woman.

And he didn't notice that his usually gentle face was old-fashioned at this time. "Indifferent, behave, let go. Still as gentle as usual, with a slight hint of coaxing, Jun looked at the woman a little blankly, not understanding why she would let her go.

Yes, it is Jun Moran, although he still looks like a child at his age, but from this face, his demeanor when he grows up has been initially revealed.

The woman looked at Jun Ingran and didn't move for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it, she broke the child's hand little by little, and Jun Moran seemed to be stunned, just holding it tightly, but how can a child's strength be comparable to that of an adult woman? The woman easily broke Jun Moran's hand, and then turned around and left without hesitation.

Watching the familiar back go farther and farther, the child did not chase it, but "pounced" and knelt down: "Mother, can you not go?" The voice that was still immature but seemed to be missing something reached the woman's ears, and the woman finally couldn't help but turn around and look at the figure kneeling in the sunset.

He raised his head, and there were no tears in his eyes, but there seemed to be a glimmer of hope in his eyes, obviously small, but it seemed to grow up in an instant, and he would no longer chase after him as he did just now. Instead, he tried to use himself to let the woman stay, but at the end of the story, the woman finally saw the hope in the child's eyes slowly shattered, and she never looked back.

In the dark night, the man opened his eyes suddenly, and the confusion in his eyes flashed, and then turned clear again. But at this time, he couldn't sleep anymore, and the man picked up the cloak hanging at the head of the bed and draped it over himself and walked out, it was a long time, and he didn't have that dream. Even he thought that the woman's face was slowly blurring in his mind, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he was able to depict the woman's face exactly as it was.

"Master?" the people guarding the door saw that Jun woke up indifferently and saluted in an orderly manner. "Excuse me. Jun waved his hand indifferently: "Go to the dungeon." ”

Basically, as long as there are some dignitaries, there will be dungeons, but dungeons are usually hidden in some hidden places. And the Zhenguo Mansion will naturally be no exception.

The strong smell of blood came to his face as soon as he opened the door, but Jun Indifference didn't care in the slightest, it was just some bloody breath, even if he saw more dead people, would he be afraid of this? Jun Indifference walked directly to the front. The lights of the cells were lit, illuminating the way forward.

Crying, begging for mercy, insults, from the moment Jun indifferently stepped in, all kinds of voices came one after another, countless people begged him for mercy, and countless people cursed him for not dying well, but these gentlemen ignored them all, but went further and further into the depths.

The more you went inside, the fewer people there became, and these people became quieter and quieter, so Jun was so indifferent that in the end, he could only hear the sound of him and his men walking behind, but the smell of blood was getting more and more disgusting. This is a dead city!

Jun indifferently walked to a cell in the depths and stopped, and his men immediately understood and opened the locked door. Jun strode indifferently, and a figure curled up in the corner of the cell. The figure remained motionless, as if it were dead, and even Jun Moran opened the lock of the cell door without attracting the slightest attention from him.

Jun squatted down indifferently, facing this figure, looking at the skin exposed by this figure outside, although white and tender, it was obviously with whiplashes, and he knew that this person had been tortured, but yes, how could anyone who had not been tortured when he entered here?

"Soho, how are you doing?" Jun Moran's tone was really quite gentle and confusing, but it lacked the usual wanton feeling. The figure trembled visibly when he heard Jun Insan's voice, and then slowly raised his head.

This figure is actually a woman! and a very beautiful woman. This woman is only about twenty years old, but her facial features are extremely soft and beautiful, contrary to her facial features, her eyes are hollow and penetrating, and there is even a whiplash on her face, but this whiplash does not affect her beauty, but it completely adds a more feminine feeling to her, and even the hollowness of her eyes can be ignored.

"Mo Ting, what's the matter, come here to see my joke?" the woman spoke, but her voice was very hoarse. "Soho, do you think you deserve me to see your jokes?" is still such a gentle voice, but it is completely accompanied by completely different sarcastic words, it is such a gentle voice, but it makes Soho shudder. Soho will never forget the ruthlessness of this exquisite-looking and beautiful young man in front of him.

"Mo Ting, you will be punished, you are a beast with a human face and a beast's heart!" The person behind Jun Insanran stepped forward and slapped the woman hard. The woman's face was knocked to the side, and she didn't dare to speak anymore, so she could only stare at Jun Indifference with hateful eyes.

Jun Moran's subordinates were about to step forward again, but Jun Moran waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately stopped their hands and walked respectfully to the end. And Jun looked at the woman indifferently, and then suddenly raised her chin lightly, staring at her angry eyes: "Now I found out that Senior Sister is also a beauty." ”