Hua Jincheng is blatantly threatening the other party, but they still have to eat this threat, because she is right, if something happens to Princess Jin in prison, not only them, but even the people in Dali Temple cannot afford this responsibility. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

No one wants to die, let alone die inexplicably because of the struggle at the top.

So there was a very strange scene in the prison of Dali Temple.

Powder tent wooden bed, incense burner, potted jewelry, pots, boxes, less than half an hour's effort, the original dirty and messy cell has completely changed.

The eyes of the people around were red with envy and jealousy, but no one dared to say anything, because they were not the princess of Jin, and the jailer would not restrain because of their identity.

Entering the prison is like a ghost going to hell, everyone in the prison is the king of Yama, maybe someone can trample on such iron rules, but that person is definitely not them.

What about Lin Zhengan and the Ning family at the beginning? Once you enter the prison, won't you still be slaughtered?

Hua Jincheng put down the veil, but the fragrance around his nose still couldn't hide the rotten and damp stench.

She didn't understand why the other party was playing, but she was in prison, and she couldn't change anything, and she couldn't get anything.

The night was getting dark, but Yun Xiuhan was still nowhere to be found.

Hua Jincheng woke up from a light sleep, and the moonlight shining in from the high window was cold and tranquil.

There was silence in the cell, except for the faint sound of being beaten from somewhere.

Prison is never a good place, where all sins gather, or pray for salvation, or lose your life, whether you deserve it or die unjustly, and if you come in, what you see will be hell.

Hua Jincheng fiddled with a pot of verdant plants, she couldn't call the name of the thing, but she thought the vibrant appearance was very interesting.

Sounds came out of my lips: the rustle of the leaves in the wind, the rattling of the springs, the chirping of birds and insects, the carefree laughter of children as they ran.

There is also the heavy and solemn bell that rings in the morning at the ancient temple in the mountains.

The intertwined sounds will make people unconsciously quiet, and the sleeping people have woken up, they feel very strange when they listen to those sounds, and Hua Jincheng's thoughts are also slowly drifting away in these sounds, like tentacles, digging to contact those memories hidden deep in the soul.

The strange graveyard of the forgotten city, the door of the tomb that requires blood to open, the intricate carved fragments and the strange bow, and the small ding.

It seems to be a random combination, but why did she never think that the pattern itself was a combination of everything?

The green lines of the leaves between the fingers slowly become clear, in fact, the lines of the leaves are very simple, from the back, you can see the bulge, you can see the clear veins, everything seems to be very simple, the scattered branches can be ignored, just need to see the largest, the clearest thing has become, so those patterns ......

The emerald green leaves were broken, and Hua Jincheng's eyes regained their clarity.

"It seems that Princess Jin seems to have thought of something." A voice came to my ears.

Hua Jincheng raised his eyes, moon-white silver moire boots, a black bamboo gown, a lupine scarf, and a tall posture like bamboo and pine, colder than the snow, and more dazzling than the warm sun.

Hua Jincheng's eyes slowly moved up, and finally froze on the other party's face, "Someone once gave me four words, but I think it's quite suitable for the son." ”

"What?" The young boy frowned slightly.

"Breeze and moon." Hua Jincheng stood up, brushed his fingers over the clothes at his knees, and gently smoothed out the folds, "Did you talk to Mu San?" I'm curious what you promised him. ”

"Third Master Mu?" The young man chuckled, but his eyes were still as cold as snow, "People have weaknesses, as long as you catch them, then everything will fall apart, your failure lies in your dependence on others too much, whether it is Mu San or Yun Jin, it is the power of others after all, they will betray you at any time, and when the time comes, you will have nothing." ”

"Even without them, I would have nothing." Hua Jincheng said lightly, his eyes calm, without any waves, "Who made my enemy too strong?" What if you are dependent on others? As long as I can achieve my goals, can't anyone use it? Do you think that in your hands is your power? No matter how powerful a person is, he can't be the enemy of the world, so what does Childe mean by others? ”

"I'm not here to argue with the princess." A gloom appeared in the young man's eyebrows.

"But I'd love to know the answer." Hua Jincheng tilted his head and smiled brightly, "How can Childe be sure that the person standing behind you will not give you a knife at any time?" ”

"Is the princess going to cooperate?" The young man frowned, because he didn't have an answer to Hua Jincheng's question at all.

"Do you want to torture me?" Hua Jincheng stretched out his arms, and a faint mockery appeared on his face, "Do you dare?" ”

"The princess should know that many injuries are not visible."

"Then Gongzi must know that Yun Xiuhan has never been afraid of anyone, as long as I say it, he will believe it." Hua Jincheng said, "He will also seek justice for me!" ”

"Justice is not something that can be easily obtained."

"Childe's life is said to be lost if he can lose it." Hua Jincheng said lightly, and his mood has never changed.

"You're threatening me?"

"Is it only Childe who is allowed to threaten me?" Hua Jincheng smiled, "There is no such reason in the world. ”

"Do you know who I am?"

"I naturally don't know who Childe is, but does it matter to me who you are?" Hua Jincheng squatted down again, his fingers continuing to play with the emerald green leaves, "I just need to know that if you move me, you won't be able to live." ”

Hua Jincheng's words were very naïve and capricious, but no one dared to question the authenticity of her words.

"People have bad roots, how do you know that Yun Jin will definitely believe you? Princess, cooperate with me, it will be good for all of us. ”

"But I don't want to, I'd rather trust my lover in the same bed than a stranger." Hua Jincheng picked a leaf, "You can't win me by lip service, if the son is fine, then please go, I still want to rest." ”

"Sure enough, ordinary means are still useless to you, so what about her?"