() "Hehe......"

Suddenly there was a chuckle from the next cell, as if her words were very funny.

"Little girl, no matter what you have done, I advise you to hurry up and enjoy this rare tranquility...... When they interrogate you, you will understand how quiet and beautiful the time is...... But...... I'm quite curious, why did you put a little girl on death row? ”

"Kill."

"Murder?"

"Murder?"

“……”

Zi Ye's answer not only surprised the person in the cell next to him, but even the other cells that had been silent were also moving instantly.

Looking at their excited tones, Zi Ye couldn't help but laugh dryly.

It seems that her story has become the spice of their lives.

"What's wrong with the killing? I was in self-defense...... Do you only allow others to touch me, and not to touch others? "Ziye is a little aggrieved.

"And who did you kill?" The man next to him seemed to have decided to gossip to the end.

"A little girl named Lian Jiao......"

"Lian Jiao? Her surname is Lian? In his voice, there was some surprise: "There don't seem to be many people with the surname Lian here......"

"Her grandfather seems to be some kind of company elder, right?"

"Haha......" The man suddenly laughed, and seemed to be very happy: "Little girl, although a Fantasia was ruined in your hands, I still can't help but laugh...... Lian Yuantang, you deserve to be cut off......"

It was only in the midst of this laughter that Ziye heard a wave of resentment and unwillingness.

"You...... Have a grudge against Lian Yuantang? ”

"Haha...... Got a grudge? You should ask, how many of the people here are not enemies with him? ”

"That is, Lian Yuantang should have been broken into thousands of pieces a long time ago, and his children and grandchildren would be cut off......"

"A scumbag like him is only worthy of cutting off his children and grandchildren, and even if he has descendants, he will be stinking for 10,000 years......"

"God finally opened the sun, so that Lian Yuantang cut off his children and grandchildren......"

“……”

In the midst of angry cursing, someone banged on the iron door in anger.

"You ...... Hate him so much? There was something strange in Purple Night's voice.

It stands to reason that hateful people must have something hateful, and Ziye is in the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't sympathize with these people at all.

Because in her consciousness, there is no wind and no waves, and these people will not be arrested for no reason.

"Hate him? When you walk under him, you'll see why we hate him so much......"

Outside the cell, there was a sound of the iron door shaking, followed by the sound of staggered footsteps.

The sound of footsteps came straight towards Ziye, and in the sound of chains, the door of the cell was pushed open, and a group of guards walked in quickly.

Zi Yexiang saw what they were going to do, so she didn't struggle, and even cooperated to take it away.

A stone room with a roaring fire was not large, but the smell of blood was very thick.

The guards threw Ziye to the ground and bowed down.

Purple Night got up and looked around.

Under the light of the fire, all kinds of torture instruments were placed around the stone room, all of which were stained with brown blood.

And between these torture instruments, an old man in gray clothes and white hair stood with his hands behind his back.

If she guessed correctly, this person is afraid that it is that Lian Yuantang.

(l~1`x*>+``+