"No, he must not be dead."

It was impossible for Yin Mo to kill him, at most he would just imprison him.

asked the system to check Jiang Muyan's news, and sure enough, after a while, a picture flashed in his mind.

For a moment, Rong Xiang's eyes narrowed dangerously.

*

At dusk, Rong Sheng came to the bottom of a mountain peak in Minghua Cave, and according to the location given by the system, Jiang Muyan was imprisoned in a dungeon here.

At this time, the cave was dark and oppressive, and occasionally an echo could be heard from the cave, which was cold and silent, and it was already dark, which made people feel a chill down their spines.

Rong Sheng lit a candle at the entrance of the cave and walked in, and after about a pillar of incense, a man's painful roar suddenly came from there, "Yin Mo, Yin Mo, you are a person, you can't die well!" ”

"Ah, I won't let you go!"

With such a bad voice, who can Jiang Muyan be?

Listening to the distance, it seemed that she had reached her destination.

Raising his lips, Rong Sheng smiled lazily, "Do you know what it is to blame?" ”

Such a familiar voice and tone came, and in the dark, clammy and cold dungeon, Jiang Muyan's expression froze.

"Who, who are you?"

"I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of you, don't pretend to be a ghost with me!"

What is pretending?

Even if he knew that his sister was dead, he could still hear her voice here.

For Jiang Muyan, it was just someone else pretending to be Jiang Muyu to scare him.

Who knew that in the next second, a wisp of white mist floated in front of him, and when the figure passed directly through the cell and came to front of him, Jiang Muyan saw the person's appearance clearly, his heartbeat accelerated in an instant, and he was so frightened that he moved back.

Because he was injured and his hamstrings were broken, Jiang Muyan is now embarrassed like a beggar, with tattered clothes and messy hair.

"Y-Aren't you dead?"

Suffocated, Jiang Muyan only felt that his heart was in his throat.

"Dead?" The beautiful woman in front of her approached step by step, and her casual tone followed, "You haven't died yet, why am I willing to die first?" ”

Speaking of which, she didn't want the plane to end, and part of the reason why she healed her wounds and came back to life was because of Jiang Muyan.

Not for anything else, just for the palm that sneaked up on her behind his back.

A sneer lifted the corner of his lips, which made Rong Shang's gaze look at him a little cold and gloomy.

For a moment, Jiang Muyan hadn't seen her move, but he had already slapped her on the face.

In the air, the woman's voice became more and more dangerous, "Say, how can I torture you?" ”

"Do you disembowel your stomach first, or chop your hands and feet?"

To be honest, Jiang Muyan still can't figure out when his sister became what she is today, and her appearance is so strange that she seems to have become another person.

The doubts in his heart had just formed, and above his head, Rong Shang's voice had already come.

"Do you want to know why I ended up like this?"

Puzzled, Jiang Muyan raised his eyes to look at her, and heard her say strangely, "Because I'm not your sister." ”

The pitch-black pupils dilated, Jiang Muyan pressed his hands on the rough ground, and he moved back with great effort, "You, you, who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters—" Rong Sheng smiled evilly, "Today, I'm here to take your life." ”

By this time, it would be dark outside.

In the dungeon, only the red candlelight shone faintly.

But in an instant, the screams like killing pigs pierced through the dungeon.