Mo Cang sat motionless in the cage, his eyes blank and full of embarrassment.

"Have you ever seen a butterfly on a snowy night in winter?"

"I've seen it."

"Qin Huai is in the depths of winter, why do they appear in this vast snowy night?"

"They can't let go of their hometown they love, and they can't let go of the people they care about."

"The butterfly flew away."

"Butterflies fly away just because they're lost, and when they find their way home, when they're reunited with their families, they fly back again. At that time, Qinhuai's spring should also come! ”

His blue eyes tried to keep them open, but his world was still dark, and only these voices treasured in the depths of his memory seemed to be the songs flowing in the galaxy, accompanying him in the endless darkness.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound, footsteps. In such darkness, one pair of ears is better than other organs, and he can hear it clearly, it is the sound of footsteps!

"Yes...... White bait? No, it can't be, Bai Bait was imprisoned in the Tianzi Death Slave Prison by Mo Cangji, she can't appear here, is it...... Unscrupulous! Mo Cang Wuji followed the direction from which the footsteps came, stretched his eyes wide and tried to judge, the footsteps suddenly stopped, he paused, and suddenly shouted: "Mo Cang Wuji!" I know it's you! You're out! How? Don't you dare come out to see me? ”

A torch suddenly lit up not far away, his eyes became more refined, constantly focusing on that light, and Mocang Wuji was slowly walking towards him.

"What's wrong, my good fourth brother? Scared? ”

With a soft groan, Mocang Wuji walked out of the darkness with a torch. Raising his eyebrows, he looked at the desert in the cage, and saw that his hair was messy and his clothes were dirty, and he was like the handsome and upright prince in the past.

"Where is this?"

The moment he saw Mo Cang Wuji's sinister face, Mo Cang Wuji rushed to the edge of the cage with a bang, grabbed the iron bar, and couldn't rush out.

Mocang Wuji hooked the corners of his mouth, and stuck the torch in his hand diagonally into a wall near the cage, a series of movements very skillful.

Everything around them suddenly lit up.

He scanned around and found himself locked in a huge cage that was rusty and apparently abandoned for years. The stone walls around the cage are craggy, and there are moss crawling on the stone walls, and there are some strange-shaped weeds growing crookedly in this and that piece.

Suddenly, something seemed to jump into the crack of the stone wall, and its speed was so fast that I couldn't see what it was, only the reflection of a long black velvet grass growing on the edge of the gap, swaying by itself in the clear pond under the stone wall, accompanied by the sound of water droplets, and the water surface suddenly blurred a faint ripple.

An inky black water spider seemed to be frightened, swimming quickly on the water surface, and finally disappeared at the bottom of the iron cage, seeing this, he realized that the foundation of the iron cage should be built in the water, where the light does not shine, the water surface is pitch black, and the bottom seems to be a bottomless black pool.

He raised his head in confusion, the top of the cage was embedded in a piece of lava, through a layer of curved iron railing, it can be seen that the lava is uneven, like a lump, there are water droplets dripping from above from time to time, obviously, this is an extremely rare karst cave landform in Qinhuai, the lava is extremely low, as if it is pressed on the top of the head, just a little stretch of hand, as if it can be touched.

Mo Cangwuji raised his hand and waved his robe, put his hands behind his back, stood upright in front of the iron cage, and said: "This is hell on earth, a demon's minions, a deserted island, and an endless abyss. ”

Falling quietly and gloomy, his gaze was cold, bursting with cold stars. Mo Cang Traceless coldly ordered: "Let me out immediately!" ”

"Let it go—" Mocang hesitated.

It's been many years, from Mo Cang to Li Sang, there have been countless black hands, whether it is to pull him off the position of the prince, or to directly unite with other forces to kill him, every time he can get away with it, and now he is finally controlled in the palm of his hand, how can he be easily released. Seeing that his eyes showed the majesty of the crown prince, he immediately sneered and leaned into his ear and threatened.

"What are you talking about, you may have forgotten who you are now!"

"Don't forget! Hongu is the crown prince of the dynasty! It's the prince of the future! ”

Mo Cang straightened his waist without a trace and reminded him righteously.

Hearing this, Mo Cang Wuji lowered his shining eyes, and slowly looked at the things in the cage through a layer of iron bars.

"What do you look like with your breathable black cloth shoes, your dirty white prison clothes, and your hair full of green silk that is not fastened?"

Getting closer, a pungent smell suddenly overwhelmed his mouth and nose, he subconsciously raised his sleeves to hide his face, and then, he took another half step back, shook his head, and showed disgust on his face.

"People don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts, tsk...... How could this be the crown prince of the dynasty? How can it be the future prince! A subordinate prisoner is also worthy of saying that he is the future prince? It's a ridiculous joke! ”

I didn't expect Mo Cang Wuji to dare to be so presumptuous in front of him, and Mo Cang Wuji's face was a little ugly. His black eyes locked on him and asked, "What do you mean by that?" ”

"At the beginning, you were a dead slave in prison, and now you are a prisoner in my cage, no one knows here, and no one knows that the current prince is imprisoned here, and the news can neither be dispersed nor spread in, in short, it is you - no trace, it's over!" Movico smiled slyly, everything seemed to be tightly controlled by him.

"It's perfect." Mo Cang Wuji snorted coldly with disdain, and said lightly: "No matter how long your Mo Cangwu's claws stretch out, it will not be your turn to control the dead slave prison." ”

"Thanks to the fourth brother, step by step, step by step." Respectfully arched his hand to show his "gratitude", and Mo Cang Wuji pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "This dead slave prison is really under my control, after all, a mere king of Chang, a humble position, has to learn to open up the territory, left and right. ”

Ignoring the cynicism of Mo Cang Wuji, and after coldly losing a look, Mo Cang Wu turned sideways, not bothering to look at him again.

"Speaking of which, I also thank you for the impeachment of the court, the regent throne has not yet been hot, and he was specially forbidden by his father, these days, you are happy in the prison of the dead slaves, I will meditate on myself in my Changwang Mansion, this character is much calmer than in the past, and I naturally think more thoughtfully."

Mo Cang Wuji said with a calm face, yin and yang, with three points of gratitude, two points of hatred and one point of unwillingness in his tone.

My heart trembled suddenly, and I only felt a trace of coldness in my back. After he finished saying a word, Mo Cang turned to him with a frown, Tie Qing's lips opened slightly, and he asked incredulously: "How do you know - I have been a dead slave and imprisoned these days!" ”

"The 33rd Legion under the command of Span Armor is the messenger of today's dead slaves in prison - Breaking the West Wind, this name will not be unfamiliar to you! The only person who can expose my daily crimes in great detail, except for the wolf, is probably the only one who can break the west wind! It's understandable that people who do big things are bolder, but even if you dare to use my people, your courage is too great! ”

During the day, if he hadn't summoned Po Xifeng and learned from him about Mo Cangwu's recent moves in prison, which grabbed his weakness, tonight, he might not have the confidence to arrest people in person!

However, everything was the same as he expected, his relationship with the female prisoner was really unusual, and he suddenly admired the decision he had made at the beginning - instead of strangling him with all his might in the snowy night, he let him and the female prisoner go back to the prison of the dead slaves, and ordered the west wind to secretly and slowly observe and set up a situation. Tonight, I can see him practicing himself for the female prisoner, and it is not in vain that he has carefully arranged it in the past few days, although he has fought back again and again, and finally been banned from politics, but it can be regarded as a shame!

Sure enough, knowing what a person wants, and holding what he wants tightly in his own hands, is more venting and enjoyable than killing him directly!

"In this game of chess, you have made three wrong moves, and since you are in prison, you should not go to see the West Wind, so that you will not completely expose your identity, and if you see the West Wind, you should not let him be used by you, killing him may be able to eliminate future troubles forever, and if you use the West Wind, you should not be in a hurry to learn my details from his mouth."

"The difficult things in the world must be done in the easy, and the big things in the world must be done in the details, the fourth brother, the fourth brother! You've always been cautious, what's going on now? Hahahaha......"

Hatred churned in his eyes, and his gloomy face was illuminated by the twisted flames. Mo Cang Wuji looked at Mo Cang Wuji's shocked face and laughed happily.

Mo Cang still can't believe that all this will be true, he has read countless people in his life, he has never looked away, and he has chosen to break the west wind as his secret pile, so he is completely sure that he believes in himself, surrenders to himself, and is loyal to himself!

Po Xifeng is a person who knows how to protect himself, even if he hides from himself in order to have a way back, he hides from himself to monitor himself for Mocang Wuji, in the end, he will definitely choose a real backer, Mo Cang Wuji is obviously gone, at this juncture, how can he easily betray himself?

"No... It can't be like this, he can't betray me, what did you do to him? Zhao Tingwei! You took your people to break into the prison of the dead slaves at night, can Zhao Tingwei not know? Mo Cang shook his head again and again, and asked with a roar at him.

"For the sake of his career in the rest of his life, he really doesn't want to betray you, but people, there are always so many fetters, you don't have to forget his family in Mocang, old and young, his family also has more than a dozen people, use a secret killing order in exchange for your news in prison, this deal, he has to do it if he doesn't do it!"

"You-"

"Put the Zhao Qiu beard you said, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, a green lotus-like character, persevered for more than ten years, suddenly one day, above the court, ignorant conscience, deceived the monarch, must have been under your command. I expected that he would be the biggest obstacle tonight, so I tried every possible way to get my father to summon him into the palace tonight, at this time, he is probably still in my father's diligent garden! But I still haven't figured out what you did to get him to come under your command! ”

"Desert - you are really despicable!"