In the firelight, Lian Yuantang slowly turned around and looked at her as if he was looking at a dead person, indifferent and empty.

"You're Purple Night?"

"Yes."

"You killed my granddaughter?"

"Not ......"

Zi Ye's answer made Lian Yuantang stunned, "Not you?" ”

"She died at my hand...... But I didn't kill ......"

"Haha...... Little girl, don't you think this sentence is a bit inconsistent? Lian Yuantang's cold laughter was even more eerie in this stone room.

"Not contradictory...... She died at the hands of me, but I know how powerful my palm can be...... Definitely wouldn't let her hurt that badly...... Therefore, there is someone else who kills her. ”

"Haha......" Lian Yuantang sneered again, looking at Ziye's eyes, and the murder gradually rose: "Little girl, I only heard one sentence of this sentence...... That is, Jiao'er did die under your hands......"

Zi Ye's eyebrows suddenly frowned: "What you mean is that it doesn't matter if I'm the real murderer or not...... You won't let me go? ”

"The one who killed my granddaughter, how could I let ...... go"

"But you know I'm not the real murderer......"

"In my eyes, you are the real murderer......"

Zi Ye instantly felt that he had nothing to say, and he also somewhat understood why those people cursed him for cutting off his children and grandchildren.

As an official, there is no minimum fairness and fairness, such a person really deserves to be cut off.

With a sneer, Zi Ye looked at his eyes coldly.

"I'm afraid that your wish will be disappointed...... Because the Emperor of Heaven won't let you do anything wrong......"

"Haha......" Lian Yuantang laughed wildly again, and looked at her with a sneer: "Do you think...... You are the fiancée of His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, and then the Emperor of Heaven will definitely open up to you, for the sake of His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, and give you a way to live? ”

Purple Night instantly realized that something was wrong, it was too wrong.

Lian Yuantang's words seemed to imply something.

He knew her identity, and he dared to kill her so blatantly, and he wasn't even afraid of leaving Wu Wu and Ionic Xuan.

Then, there must be someone behind him.

And this person's backstage is still very tough.

Because even if he put aside the aspect of leaving Wuwu, he would inevitably offend Ion Xuan if he killed her.

But now, he doesn't seem to take Ion Xuan in his eyes at all.

Seeing that Ziye was silent, Lian Yuantang was even more proud, turned around slowly, and pulled out a red-hot soldering iron from his side.

Zi Ye's expression suddenly changed, "What are you going to do?" ”

"What for?" Lian Yuantang's eyes were full of hideousness: "What do you say? ”

"Don't ......" Ziye instinctively retreated, turning around and wanting to escape, but the chain in her hand made her want to escape.

"I advise you not to struggle...... Because the more you struggle, the more painful your death will be......"

Haha laughed, the soldering iron in his hand poked at Zi Ye fiercely.

Zi Ye screamed and fell to the ground, with a frightened face: "Don't mess around, His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven will take your life......"

"You can kill Jiao'er by chance...... Why can't I use too much force during the interrogation and kill you? ”

Purple Night screamed, like a ghost, and disappeared when the soldering iron mark came.

Lian Yuantang's soldering iron paused in the air in an instant, a little incredulous.

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