Jian Yuheng, the leader, was wearing a purple dark red peony cloak, and under the light of the candle, the dark red peony seemed to be a pattern splashed with human blood, with a trace of indescribable weirdness. This time, he came here without Hua Qingmo, but when he passed by the cell where Hua Qingmo stayed, he just glanced at her.

In the depths of the cell, Jian Yuheng asked a young female prisoner to be pulled out and taken away directly, and after they left, the man in the cell next to him sighed and said, "That little girl's life is estimated to not come back, I really don't know what this man is doing?" ”

Hearing this, Hua Qingmo's eyes sank slightly, and then she got down from the stone bed and summoned the Jinyi guard who was guarding here. They came to Hua Qingmo and said very respectfully: "Madam, what do you command?" ”

"Do you know where Grandpa Jian took those people every time he saw them?" Hua Qingmo looked at Jin Yiwei and asked.

"According to the Jinyi Wei who followed the past, it seems to be the house of Father-in-law Jian in Lin'an City, just two places to the north of the East Factory." After Jin Yiwei told him truthfully, one of them pondered for a moment and said, "Does Madame want to go out?" ”

"If I go out, will you be in trouble?" Although Hua Qingmo wanted to go over and have a look, she didn't want to harm this group of Jinyi guards who were loyal to Bai Zixiao after all. Besides, she came in for Jinyiwei, if they lost their lives because of a momentary willfulness, wouldn't it be a superfluous move for her to come to Dongchang?

"If Mrs. wants to go out, the subordinates will let Mrs. out, the Jinyi Wei of the East Factory is trained by the overseer, no matter who the current master of the East Factory is, the master of the Jinyi Wei is only nine thousand years old." As he spoke, Jin Yiwei took out the key and opened the door of Hua Qingmo's cell.

Seeing this scene, Hua Qingmo was silent for a moment, then looked at the two of them, smiled slightly, and said, "Thank you, I will come back as much as I can, so as not to cause you any trouble and affect you." ”

"Madame said with a smile, Jinyiwei's life is the overseer's, you are the overseer's wife, and you are also our master, the master's death is gone, and the subordinates die without regrets." The brocade guard who spoke took off the sword from his waist, presented it to Hua Qingmo, and said respectfully: "Madame go out, or bring a sword to defend yourself." ”

Jin Yiwei's words made Hua Qingmo's eyes sink slightly, and she was even more conflicted in her heart about whether she should go out or not. Although she didn't want to implicate these brocade guards, she had to understand Jian Yuheng clearly, otherwise she wouldn't be at ease.

Taking the sword from the hand of the brocade guard, Hua Qingmo walked out of the cell door directly, and then quickly left the cell. There are two brocade guards guarding every five cells here, and when they saw Hua Qingmo coming out, they didn't stop them at all, as if they were turning a blind eye.

When I came out of the cell, I went to the dozen or so torture cells, where there were still people who were tortured, and the methods used were all bloody and cruel, and there was no humanity. Hua Qingmo just glanced at it, and then felt her stomach churning again, she resisted the urge to retch, didn't look at the punishments anymore, and walked out directly.

When they arrived outside the Dongchang prison, the brocade guards who were guarding did not stop Hua Qingmo. This made Hua Qingmo can't help but admire Bai Zixiao, being able to make so many people so loyal, this is not something that can be done by any person.

Heading north from the rooftop, she began to look for traces of Jian Yuheng and the others. When she was about to reach Jian Yuheng's courtyard, Hua Qingmo found Jian Yuheng and her party, and then lurked on the roofs around them, observing them with her abilities. Wearing a purple long skirt, it can be regarded as hidden at night, and when she was on the road, Hua Qingmo took off all the bells she was carrying, she really didn't want to have an accident again because of this bell.

Entering the house, Jian Yuheng directly bypassed the hall and walked to the east of the house. Seeing this, Hua Qingmo was about to chase after her, but when she looked at the layout of the house, she was stunned.

This mansion is exactly the same as the architectural layout of King Xiao's Mansion.

Such a situation made Hua Qingmo's eyes sink slightly, and her expression was indescribably cold. The candle flame fell on her eyelashes, and a thick dark silhouette obscured her eyes, making them look extremely dark. Then, Hua Qingmo clenched her fists, and the edges and corners of the bell stung her hand, but she didn't seem to feel it.

"Jian Yuheng, you'd better not challenge my bottom line." Hua Qingmo's voice was as cold as a thousand feet under the ice, ruthlessly cold.

Subsequently, Hua Qingmo didn't have to think about it at all, and went directly to the pavilion that was exactly the same as that built by King Xiao's mansion. She leaned on the roof of the house and looked straight into it with her abilities. The scene inside made her breathe slightly, and there was a fire burning in her heart.

The furnishings and decorations in the room are almost exactly the same as theirs, but there are many rare treasures in Bai Zixiao's room, which are all imitated, but they are only fake after all. If it was just like this, Hua Qingmo would not be angry, but there are many paintings hanging in this room, all of which are white purple flutes, front, side, back, rest, drinking tea, etc., what kind of picture.

Glancing at the paintings slightly, Hua Qingmo's gaze sank to the extreme. Although only fifty percent was sure before, now Hua Qingmo is completely sure that this Jian Yuheng likes Bai Zixiao.

No wonder he looked at himself with such hatred, no wonder he would say that he had robbed him of what he wanted most, it turned out that this was the reason. The anger in Hua Qingmo's heart burned even more, and her breathing became more and more rapid. Because of the sudden change in mood, there was a burst of discomfort in Hua Qingmo's abdomen, and her eyebrows became more and more frowned.

With a deep exhalation, Hua Qingmo suppressed her anger, gently stroked her abdomen with her hand, and whispered, "Baby, I'm sorry." Hua Qingmo understands medical science, and naturally knows that pregnant people can't be angry, let alone depressed, otherwise the child will be unwell. Hua Qingmo felt that she had rarely been angry because she was calm, but now, she really couldn't calm down, and she was so angry.

If a woman likes Bai Zixiao, it's fine, after all, at least she can accept it. But her rival in love, not to mention a eunuch, is still such a sick person.

His eyes continued to look at the room, and at this time, Jian Yuheng was lying on his side on the chaise longue, on which was a cushion embroidered with dark purple embroidered Lingxiao flowers, and he leaned on it, wearing only a robe embroidered with golden flowing cloud patterns.

His black hair was scattered and slightly lazy, his pale face was even whiter under the light of the candlelight, and the dark red depiction on his eyes was strange at this time, making his whole person look indescribably treacherous.

After a while, the female prisoner who had just been arrested was brought in. He changed into a dark embroidered moire robe on his body, and the green silk was scattered, probably just bathed, and there was an unspeakable flush on his little face.

Seeing the woman come in, a trace of indescribable bloodlust and madness appeared in Jian Yuheng's eyes. He sat up from the chaise longue, looked at the woman, stretched out his hand, and said, "Come here, Zixiao." ”

Although the woman didn't know why Jian Yuheng called herself like this, but now that she was a fish, there was no room for resistance. She walked up to Jian Yuheng and looked at him with some fear.

At this time, Jian Yuheng stood up, looked at her with a slightly gentle gaze, and said, "Lie down." After hearing this, the woman bit her lip slightly, and finally obeyed Jian Yuheng's words and lay on the chaise longue.

After she lay down, Jian Yuheng also sat down, his hand gently caressing the woman's soft and beautiful green silk, and there was an indescribable infatuation in his eyes. After a while, Jian Yuheng leaned over, put her face on the woman's hair, closed her eyes, and looked extremely happy. After a while, he slowly pulled a dagger from his body and slashed it at the woman's face.

"Ah...... Spare your life......" The woman screamed in pain, her body struggling to break free. But Jian Yuheng restrained her, and she couldn't break free at all.

The dagger suddenly seemed to slash at the white bones, making an extremely strange sound. Seeing this scene, Hua Qingmo clenched her fists and wanted to save the woman, but thinking that if she was discovered, Jian Yuheng would inevitably ask the Jinyi Wei of the East Factory. She can't hurt Jinyiwei because of a momentary impulse.

Looking at the scene in the room, watching Jian Yuheng keep slashing the woman's body with a dagger, and the woman kept screaming and struggling, but it was all in vain. Looking at this scene, Hua Qingmo's anger became more and more intense, and the idea of wanting to break Jian Yuheng's body into ten thousand pieces became more and more profound.

After waiting for about two moments, Jian Yuheng stopped, her body was covered with the blood of the woman, and there was also blood flowing on the ground, and the woman had become a bloody corpse without skin, and her death was extremely miserable.

"Why are there women in this world? Hua Qingmo, you dare to snatch my purple flute. Jian Yuheng looked at the bloody corpse, with crazy hatred in his eyes, and there was an unspeakable distortion on his bloody face. After cutting off the woman's green silk, Jian Yuheng asked the woman to be carried out, and then asked the room to be cleaned up.

Following those carrying the corpses, Hua Qingmo went to the northernmost corner of the house. Hidden in the dark, Hua Qingmo looked at the scene in front of her, her stomach churned abnormally, and an unspeakable nausea came, she immediately covered her lips, trying not to make a sound, and after those people left, she couldn't stop retching.

At this time, in front of her was a huge pit, full of human corpses, and the people on the upper layer were all tortured in inhuman form, with their hair cut off, and some even had their scalps lifted. As for the bottom, Hua Qingmo doesn't want to watch it anymore.

She always thought that Bai Zixiao was ruthless and killed without blinking, and the punishment in Dongchang was even more inhumane. But in front of Jian Yuheng, these are nothing.

Standing on the edge of the pit for a while, Hua Qingmo turned her eyes to look at the building that was exactly the same as Xiao Wang's Mansion, her eyes were gloomy, and there was bloodthirsty killing intent in her eyes.

Since this is a hell on earth, then let yourself destroy it with your own hands. Jian Yuheng is a murderous devil, and she also wants to finish him off with her own hands.